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Chapter 487 Serving for brown rice?

"Bull, cow, I finally know why brown rice dares to disgusting us, but I never dare to do it with us!"

"Yes, because they dare not force us at all, the rabbits are anxious to care about who you are.

"This is the wall standing thousands, no desire is just, no matter how the world develops, we will always be the Chinese nation with 5,000 years, the future of 6,000 years, and even the civilization of thousands of years, and they have no this heritage at all!"

"So, brown rice dare not gamble at all!"

Chinese audience feels that the blood in the body is constantly boiling. This is the Huaxia of the prosperous world today!

The brown rice audiences are mostly iron -looking, watching the Chinese audience who laughs on the opposite side, and anger in their hearts.

"These Chinese people are really popular. Even if we go to ancient times, our brown rice people's brains are still there, and they can still rebuild the empire, and they will be afraid of them?"

"That is, they will only rely on this general letter, even if they restart, they will not be our opponent!"

In Taichung, Olisse is not consistent with the opinions of the audience in the country.

The brows of Smith and other director frowned.

They knew clearly that Jiang Yi's analysis was right.

The brown rice people do have a lot of brains, but the ability to establish a civilization in the wasteland is far worse than Huaxia, and the Chinese people at that time will clearly know that there are opponents outside the ocean.

Will destroy them.

"This kid knows our weakness."

Olishe knocked on the conference table gently at the finger of his right hand, and his face was unhappy.

At this time, Smith also unified her front of the front: "Now most people in Huaxia already know, this will mean that our method will lose its effect on most Chinese people and be extremely unfavorable to us. They will not be by us anymore

The behavior is disgusting, and it is likely that everything we do is jumping beam clown. "

Olisi glanced at Smith, and said coldly: "You must not let him live anymore!"

Smith helplessly spread his hand: "I can't do this, the eighteen people are too powerful, our agents and waste bird ninjas are not opponents at all."

"What is the mercenary?"

Olisse proposed.

"You're crazy, Huaxia is the ban on mercenaries, they can't even enter the border!"

Smithson thinks Olisse is too stupid.

"Will they not kill people without hot weapons?"

"Can no one be the opponent of those eighteen people with cold weapons or bare hands?"

"Will they not even assassinate Jiang Yi?!"

Olisse issued three major questions, causing Smithson to hesitate.

After a moment of silence, Smithson nodded: "I'm here to find a way!"

Nympho

At the same time, the live broadcast room!

After listening to Jiang Yi's analysis, Kong Saint smiled smoothly: "So good, chriper rice, later generations only need to walk in the right direction, and they will be able to fully surpass them. You must pay attention to them, but you don't need to be afraid."

"I just said that Huaxia had so powerful because of a sword. I would like to ask, what is He Jian who can do with the people of a country, or even the whole world?"

"Who made this sword?"

Confucius was very curious. When he first saw the most authentic appearance of the world, he only felt very small, but when he heard that there was a sword that could destroy it, it was even more difficult to suppress. He was shocked.

"This is a synonym for a super-strong weapon in later generations ----"

Jiang Yi thought about it, and a big explosion picture appeared on the mirror of time and space. The loud noise shocked in the ancient and modern world, allowing the waste birdman's mentality to explode.

This quotes the picture of their brown rice!

Isn't this exposing their scars in front of the world?!

When Confucius saw the destructive power of the destroy, the folds could not help but widened: "This is the sword that later generations say?"

"Yes, but the junior said that the sword is thousands of times stronger than this!"

"Thousands of times?!"

The saint Kong was completely stunned: "The war I have ever seen is nothing more than a knife and a sword, at most, it will destroy the city, but the sword in the later generation can destroy the country!"

"Yes, many countries now have this sword. It can cross the country by crossing the country and even cross the ocean, so we must not have Huaxia." Jiang Yi replied.

"In this way, wouldn't there be countless people who died under these weapons?!"

The saint Kong was anxious to approach Jiang Yi: "Later ... Has the descendants of later generations have been blown up?!"

His voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of eagerness. The original cheeks that had no blood, but because of too worry, he had a little blood color, and he mentioned his heart to his throat.

Jiang Yi did not dare to hesitate, and immediately replied: "Please rest assured, the descendants of later generations are not good!"

"good!"

"good!!!"

The sage of Kong was exhaled heavy, and the hanging heart was put down, as if it was the rest of his life after his robbery.

"This thing is not necessary to use it lightly."

He ordered Jiang Yidao.

Jiang Yi nodded: "People do not offend me, I do n’t offend people, if anyone committed me, I must be a prisoner.”

"This is so!"

Confucius Agree.

Jiang Yi continued: "Created this sword, it is countless ancestors of our Huaxia modern modern, they have eaten all the sufferings for us ----"

The picture on the mirror of time and space changes again.

A table in front of a middle -aged man wearing glasses.

As long as he fills in this form, he can participate in the military research of the strongest country at the time and get a high salary and benefits.

However, there was a problem that asked him to dispel this idea.

"If a war occurs, are you willing to take military service for brown rice?"

The middle -aged man's pen stopped.

In front of, a brown rice man asked puzzled: "Guo, what's wrong with you?"

He saw the questions of middle -aged people and reminded: "Rest assured, this form is just routine. As long as you fill in a job, you can get this job immediately and become the top talent that our brown rice is most important.

"?"

Middle -aged people smiled: "I never hesitated this problem!"

"That's good……"

The brown rice man was relieved, but he saw that he wrote a "No" word on the table!

"You write wrong, so you will lose this job, and just take a form!"

The brown rice people panicked up.

The middle -aged man resolutely said: "I am only temporarily studying at your brown rice. I will return to our motherland in the morning and evening!"

"I am the descendant of Qinhuang Hanwu and the descendants of the Chinese people. How can I serve you for military service?"

"I'm not afraid of the battlefield, the motherland needs me at any time, but my motherland has nothing to do with you!"

The middle -aged man threw the pen on the table and stepped out of this house!

Within only one day, he became a blacklist of brown rice and became the target of the key monitoring!
Chapter completed!
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