Just as He Chen nodded with relief and everyone cast a friendly look at Alyosha for treating comrades, a voice sounded, freezing time.

“Arriving at the highest building in Silver City, Parliament!”

The man holding a communicator in his hand, who seemed to be taking a selfie, pushed the door in without warning. Alyosha was shocked and looked at him. He was wearing a black windbreaker, with a handsome face, a tall figure and a very kind temperament.

But privately breaking into the parliament is a very serious violation, and there will be no compromise because of the handsomeness of a man. Just as Alyosha wanted to give a reminder, the man continued to say to the screen:

“It’s so beautiful, the council…”

As if he wanted to show it to the person opposite the communicator, the man held the communicator and walked around the silent room with a handful of communicator, suddenly pointed the camera at everyone, his face full of surprise.

"Oh, isn't this Heshen?"

He Chen, who didn't know when he changed his name, pulled his stiff face and squeezed out a pearlless smile. The man didn't care at all, aimed the communicator at the corridor outside, and sighed:

"Let's look at the skulls of the Aboriginal people in the distance."

At this time, seeing the House of Representatives as if they were playing a children's game like "Who dares to move the sky lantern" and still moving and silent, Alyosha guessed that the arrogant and domineering person in front of him was certainly arrogant and domineering.

The identity of a man in the level.

"Okay, you can hand over to the Literary Church in a few days and come back early. After all, the golden nest and silver nest are not as good as the gold-inlaid silver-plated houses in their own home."

After hanging up the communicator, Zhou Li walked to Heshen and hooked his neck, just like an old friend I hadn't seen for many years, and greeted:

"Heshen, are you not dead yet?"
Chapter completed!