Chapter 627 Hero's End!
An old woodcutter in the mountains and fields of China could actually know the Sun Temple in the dark world in the West, and the Three-Submarine Ammonium that has caused a sensation recently. Isn’t this a bit too inconsistent?
At this moment, Hadith, the Pluto, had already believed that this old woodcutter was definitely arranged by Apollo or the military advisor here!
"Don't be nervous, I have no interest in killing you." The old woodcutter sat on the ground without any image, and while talking, he cut the stumps with an axe.
Wood chips were flying again, and some of them had even sputtered onto the faces and bodies of the people in the Palace of Pluto.
This was an extremely disrespectful act, but Hadith seemed to be unaware of anything.
Because he had already focused his eyes to the extreme, and he did not see any strangeness or difference from this axe after another. Whether this old woodcutter has superman power is really hard to guess!
If he had no strong strength to support him, how could he dare to stand in front of everyone!
As for giving up the three-element ammonium for today's matter, and even the entire drug deal, Hadith felt that it was a fantasy!
You should know that drug trading supports more than 80% of the income source of Pluto's Palace, and the Sansmith Ammonium is regarded by Hadith as the hope for the rise of Pluto's Palace. If you can master this synthesis method, it will be equivalent to controlling the source of the new drug "x-one". From then on, the Pluto's Palace will become the only monopoly of "x-one"!
Without huge economic support, how could Pluto Hadith realize his dream of surpassing Zeus?
Drugs don't seem to be a good thing, but they are definitely the platform for Hadith to soar!
If he gave up the three-subtle ammonium, it would be like giving up his dream!
Giving up drug dealing is like smashing your job!
You don’t even have a job, are you going to let the respected Lord Hadith go begging for food?
"This is impossible, we will not give up." Stephanie said: "It is possible to consider giving up the three-subterly ammonium, but it is absolutely impossible to give up the drug deal!"
While she was talking, she had already started to wink at her companions. The guns of several people had turned around and aimed at the back of the old woodcutter!
"Also, you asked us to give up revenge on the Temple of the Sun. This is simply a joke." Stephanie pointed to her bloody clothes: "The loss of the Temple of the Pluto is so heavy, thanks to the Temple of the Sun. We cannot fail to settle this account!"
"And, let's give up the drug deal, it must be the idea of the Temple of the Sun!" Stephanie's beautiful face was full of anger: "This is to dig out the foundation of the Temple of the Pluto, so that we will no longer have the capital to stand in the dark world! It is impossible! The Temple of the Temple of the Sun is too sinister!"
"Haha, drugs are your capital? Is the Palace of Pluto unable to survive without drugs?" the old woodcutter asked with a smile.
This sentence immediately made everyone present in the Palace of Pluto immediately speechless!
Sentenced!
"Isn't it? People in the Dark World are not involved in drugs, so why are they called the Dark World?" Stephanie defended, but her tone didn't sound very confident.
Their Palace controls many drug channels, but they strictly prohibit their subordinates from taking drugs. Violators will directly shoot and show no mercy!
The old woodcutter's laughter seemed to be full of irony. "Just as you said, you can't survive without drugs, so how did the Sun Temple survive over the years?"
After hearing this, everyone present couldn't help feeling the scorching pain on their faces!
After establishing the Temple of the Sun, the sun god Apollo issued a very strict order. The Temple of the Sun will never participate in any drug-related transactions. All members must abide by it and must not disobey it.
At that time, Su Rui's order was simply a strange thing in the dark world, and many people were waiting to see jokes.
They all wanted to see how this Temple of the Sun could hold on without the support of drugs as a source of income!
With such huge forces as the Twelve Gods and their forces, so many people and guns, the annual basic expenses are astronomical!
If you don’t have money, who would like to follow him?
But time says everything. Even if drugs are not involved, the Temple of the Sun is still thriving in an unprecedentedly sharp posture, showing a thriving development trend!
Over the years, the Temple of the Sun has secretly deployed many industries and invested in many companies, making it a success in the financial market and the real economy!
Where is this still a gangster? It has turned into a big group.
The expansion speed of this capital is not even as good as many good consortiums!
If the Temple of the Sun had not taken over many underground places and liked to solve problems with violence in many times, then they would never be called a gangster.
"You are a bit of a problem." The eyes of Hadith, the Pluto, flashed with splendor, and his voice became deeper and deeper.
"If you don't agree, then I will tell Cuisongshan your whereabouts." The old woodcutter smiled slightly: "Life and money are a very simple choice, isn't it?"
Pluto was silent.
The reality is right in front of them, very clear, very simple, but very cruel.
Without drugs and without the three-subtle ammonium, the Palace of Pluto lost the cornerstone of support, and also lost the hope of continuing to develop!
However, if there is no life, then everything that follows will have no meaning!
If it was discovered by Cuisong Mountain, then the Palace of Pluto, which was full of wounded soldiers, would definitely not be the opponent of this southern Chinese folk sect!
Even if Zhang Bufan and the elders do not take action and rely solely on ordinary disciples, the Palace of Pluto will definitely not have the ability to escape from heaven!
"Even if I promise, I can go back on my word. You have no way to restrict me." Hadith said: "And don't forget that there is no bottom line worth sticking to in the face of huge financial benefits."
The old woodcutter shook his head: "Someone asked me to wait for you here, saying that you will definitely agree to this condition, otherwise, you will not be Hadith."
Hearing this sentence, Hadith was silent for a minute before saying, "Someone asked you to wait for me? Is it a military advisor? What else did he say?"
"I also said that as long as you agree, you will never regret it." The old woodcutter shook his head: "I hope he has not read you wrong."
"I agree." At this moment, Hadith seemed to have thought of something and finally lowered his head!
He looked at the ground slightly, and a trace of determination appeared in his eyes.
Being able to survive in the cruel and bloodthirsty dark world is either a hero or a hero.
"Sir, no, how can we listen to the bastard of the military advisor? When will he be qualified to command the Palace of Pluto?"
Ebola yelled angrily. He usually manages two transportation routes and can withdraw a lot of shares from the drug transactions in the Palace of Pluto. If this part of the money is gone, how can he support him to continue to spend money?
"What qualifications do you have to command me?" Hadith turned his face and looked at Ebola coldly.
The latter was locked by the cold eyes of Pluto, like falling into an ice cellar!
He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but before he could say it, he saw a pine tree with a thigh flying straight over and hitting his chest hard!
The speed of the pine tree was too fast and too fast. Ebola didn't realize what was going on. Before she could resist, she was pushed away for more than ten meters!
He lay on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted!
No one went up to help Ebola, because everyone looked at the old woodcutter in shock!
No one could see clearly how he turned the three or four meters long pine tree on the ground into such a terrifying weapon!
Hadith seemed to have just seen him knocking the bottom of the pine tree with an axe, and the pine tree immediately became a cannonball!
What level of his skill must he reach to be able to lift such heavy weights!
Ebola has always been famous for her outstanding physical ability to resist attacks and is nicknamed "Human Skin Armor". If it weren't for his super ability to resist attacks, it would have been impossible for her to escape from the siege of Cuisongshan disciples!
However, this thick-skinned "human skin armor" had no resistance in front of the old woodcutter's casual blow!
"He just said, who is the bastard?" The old woodcutter said casually while taking out his cigarette tobacco.
At this time, Hadith wanted to kill Ebola! This stupid and stupid teammate!
The military advisor obviously has a deep relationship with this old woodcutter. The stupid and slanderous saying that the military advisor is a "bastard", and he simply thought he had lived too long!
He knew that with just the moment, even if the remaining kings and four generals joined forces, they would definitely not be the opponent of this old woodcutter!
What kind of country is China and why can you meet super experts everywhere!
"I will do what I said, giving up any drug dealings, and not be enemies of the Temple of the Sun again."
After saying this, the Pluto, who had always been full of energy, seemed to have grown several years old in an instant!
"Will that be enough?"
After saying that, the old woodcutter stood up, carried a pine tree casually, and then walked towards the cliff.
"Sir, what should we do?"
Seeing the old woodcutter's walking direction, Stephanie hesitated a little. After all, the closer it is to the cliff, the more dangerous it is.
"Do we have any other choice?" Hadith said lightly, then glanced at Ebola who was still fainting, and said, "Please carry him and take him away."
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"Get out of here and walk a long way in the dark, and you can leave Cuisong Mountain."
Walking under the cliff, the old woodcutter moved a stone more than one person tall with one foot away, revealing a dark hole!
Is there any conspiracy in such a place so tragic?
Looking at the black hole where you almost couldn't see your fingers, several knights in the Palace of Pluto were obviously hesitant, but Hadith said to the old woodcutter: "Thank you very much, I will do what I said."
After saying that, he walked in without looking back!
One of the kings of a generation of dark worlds was so depressed that he wanted to escape by drilling such a small cave, which was simply an insult to him!
Only he himself knows how sad Hardy was!
A lifelong foundation will be gone in one day!
The hero is the end, but that's it!
Chapter completed!