As the Federal Minister of Finance, Alstai held the economic lifeline of the Federation. Although its importance could not be compared with veterans like Capro and Rusen, it was not a person who was idle and scattered. The fat man spoke witty, did things smoothly, and looked at it. During his tenure, the federal finances only rose but not fell. If it weren't for Alstai's careful calculations and long-term vision, the federal financial resources would not be enough to support the rapid development of the army.

So for Mobit, this fat man is even more important than those generals in other aspects. Unless he is Capro or Rusen, the role of other generals is mostly a pattern of gains and losses. But Alstai is controlling the whole game. Even though the battlefield he gallops on is different from that of the generals, his importance is comparable. In addition, this fat man has been forming cliques for personal gains and cons, but he is close to Horn in private, so Mobit doesn't care.

The president has been in office for ten years, and his relationship with Alstay is not a close relationship, but it is not an ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates. After ten years, this relationship is worthy of Alstay's "old friend".

Mobit looked at the fat man up and down. Alstai was good at investing and engaging in politics, but he had never heard of his outstanding combat power. This is true. In the eyes of the president, Alstai's source power reaction was weak and difficult to detect. It was just that the fat man used his power and spent a lot of money to ignite the fire. Alstai naturally did not think about going to the battlefield to kill the enemy like the generals, but just considering his own health.

But it was such a person, a person that Mobit thought was extremely familiar to him. But at this moment tonight, he accurately intercepted himself. If Mobit hadn't been very familiar with this fat man, almost the Alstai in front of him was disguised by others, after all, he was so strange.

"Send me off?" Mobit said calmly: "Where do you want to send me to? Hell?"

Alstai smiled, pointed at the president and pointed at himself, "Are people like you and me qualified to go to heaven? I just want to invite you to go first. I believe that we will meet in that place soon."

Mobit's pupils shrank: "It seems that I've really misunderstood. So tell my old friend, where are you in the Light Invisibility Club?"

“k…”

"K of the six?" Mobie nodded, pointed to the wound on his body and said, "The black and white clowns among you can't keep me. Do you think you can do it?"

"I can, old friend." Alstai said bitterly: "The combat power of the Six-Man Parliament is not ranked by code name. Although I have two clowns on it, I am indeed the strongest one. The priest fought hard and only hurt you hard. If I am willing to fight this life, I can even leave you at your peak. But you also know that I can't die yet, so the priest chose to stand up and leave the final work to me."

The time and the location are wrong, and Mobit almost laughed. But now he didn't smile at all.

Alstai sighed: "If the priest hadn't taken the initiative to take on this mission of dying, I wouldn't have gone this way. That old guy is very smart. He knew that once he died, I would have to take action. I was really conflicted along the way, but for the sake of the overall situation, I could only do this. It would be better to let me see you off, at least, you can have a more glorious journey."

Mobit couldn't help asking: "What exactly will you Guangyin want to do!"

The fat man said with a calm face: "All this is for us."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Race is pushing on the right track of history, and now, both you and the nobles, obviously, let humans go on a path of self-destruction."

"Fart!" Mobit shouted, "Isn't everything I do for this race?"

"That's just what you think is the right thing to do." Alstey sighed: "From the moment you pushed Bethcoder to the table and even tried to kill Horn himself, I vaguely guessed that today's ending was inevitable."

"Okay, my old friend, there is not much time, please go on the road."

Alstai's eyes narrowed into a slit, but a strong light burst out in his thin eyes.

The energy surged, constantly rushing through level thresholds, as if it was endless.

Mobit was surprised, but he knew that he could not let the fat man accumulate strength, otherwise how could he withstand his broken body. He shouted loudly and punched him into a shattered land, and hit the fat man's chest with a dignified blow.

The fat man doesn't dodge or avoid it.

Mobile easily hit his chest, and Alstai's fat body trembled. There was a sensation under his clothes and circles spread. The president realized that not only could he not hit the fat man, but his fist continued to sink like a ball of mud. Alstai opened his mouth and inhale, and his body like a ball constricted, and he sucked it all in one breath before he shouted. The fat body bounced open, creating a strong recoil force, which shocked the atmosphere and rippled. The trees and stones fell and splashed around him.

A sound of fractures and flesh cracks sounded. Mobit's arm was broken and deformed step by step. He flew backwards and fell to the woodland ten meters away and vomited blood.

Alstai sighed and walked over.

Elifante's estate was burned.

Under the flame of a, the entire manor turned into a sea of ​​fire. The buildings of the manor were all engulfed by the flames. When the flames were extinguished, they would merge into one. The woman stared at the manor in the flames and said, "I won't choose another cemetery for you. Old man, just bury them here."

She took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw it into the fire: "If there is no wine, let's take this cigarette for you to have a farewell. Let's see you in hell."

Then he turned around and left.

Leaving the town that was broken by the battle between two powerful men, a slightly sensed the breath and plunged head toward the forest where Mobit escaped. She walked in full swing, leaving behind unburning flame footprints on the road passing by.

A few minutes later, a saw Alstai. The fat man turned his back to her, and he could not see his expression, but on the ball-like figure, A saw a heavy feeling for the first time. He couldn't tell what it felt, which made her feel a little annoyed. She didn't say hello and came directly to Alstai, and then she saw Mobit sitting on the ground, leaning against a broken tree with his back.

Mobit's hands were hanging down, his eyes were closed tightly, and his eyes, nose and chest were bleeding, and he was no longer breathless.

"Dead?" a looked at Alstai.

The latter said without expression: "How about you check it out and see if his heart is broken?"

The core of the heart is broken, and even the dominant person can't die anymore. a said calmly: "No, I have a more direct way."

With a bang in her hand, the orange-yellow explosion flame burned, and the color of the flame quickly turned from orange-yellow to dark blue. The blue fire seemed cold, but the actual temperature was higher than that of the yellow flame. When you were hit by it, you could instantly melt gold and turn iron.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) But one hand easily held the flame, and the blue flame kept twisting, as if it was about to break free from the fat hand, but it was finally extinguished in Alstai's hand.

a asked coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Don't I ask you this sentence? Do you question me?" Alsteel looked at the woman, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his eyes were sharp: "No matter what, Mobit's contribution to our race is beyond reproach. Sending him on the road is already the limit I can tolerate. If you want to blaspheme the dead, don't blame me for being polite!"

"Oh, why are you welcome?" a tit-for-tat.

Alstai smiled and said, "Don't think I'll be afraid of you if I sell my breasts and butts for that person. Ah, you're still tender. Now you're gone from my eyes obediently, before I get angry."

The woman clenched her fists with both hands, let go, and then clenched again. Finally, she hummed and turned around and left.

Alstai's face then calmed down, looked at Mobit, then picked a relatively empty place and punched him. A pit of several meters long and wide appeared on the ground, and the stone mud burst out. When the dust settled, Alstai carried Mobit up and put it in the pit. He pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the blood from the president's face. After all this, Alstai jumped out of the pit and said, "The scenery here is pretty good. You, just rest here. See how we brought this race to heaven. At that time, you will find that your efforts are not wrong at all."

He laughed and pushed his hands with his hands. The soil and mud at the edge of the pit immediately poured in, gradually filling the pit and flattened it. Alstai picked up a broken wood that was thick with thighs and inserted it on the ground, treating it as a tombstone. He gently tapped the wooden stake with his hand, and Alstai left with his hands.

About a minute later, a reappeared. She looked at the wooden stake in silence, staring at it for half an hour before turning around and leaving.

This time I really left.

The speed bumped and almost shook Leon off his seat. He was sleeping comfortably and suddenly woke up. The young master of William's family stretched his waist, lying on the front seat, and asked, "Have you arrived at the airport yet? I'm almost bored."

Lucy covered her mouth and chuckled.

Allen rolled his eyes: "Master, besides picking up girls, drink and sleeping, tell me what fun do you have to say?"

Leon smiled and said, "Brother, the Gate of Freedom and the Federation are still in the buffer period. There is no war on the surface. Tell me what else can I do in this place where birds don't shit besides the above? You have your Highness accompany you, and you can be kind to me when you are fine. Where is me? I am a single man who doesn't pick up girls and drink and sleep. Do you want me to be your light bulb?"

"You can take Juliet with you," Lucy blinked.

"You don't understand this, my beautiful Your Highness." Leon said in the tone of a person who has experienced it: "A fresh girl like Juliet, she can only maintain that temperament in a small town. If she brings her to Babylon and sees the prosperous world, she will become disgusting. So, it's better to leave a thought to yourself than to change things in the future."

Allen shook his head and said, "Don't listen to him, there are a lot of great principles. To put it bluntly, this boy can still get flirted with things when he returns to Babylon. How can he still have time to think about Juliet?"

Leon looked very hurt and said, "Brother, you hurt me so deeply."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!