"Hey, wake up, it's time to wake up, Damn! If you don't wake up, I'll chop you up the meat sauce and stir-fry green peppers. Cut off your little brother and cook three fresh soups." An extremely sharp shout came into Jintian's ears, making Jintian, who was sleeping, unable to continue to rest.

"Damn! Who is the fucking howling here? I'm screaming, I'm playing 6P with my wives! This is a good dream that is rare in a thousand years." Jintian, who was interrupted by a good dream, rushed up angrily, opened his eyes angrily, expressed his dissatisfaction with the sound that disturbed his good dream, and he must resolutely fight back.

But after seeing the person in front of him, Jintian was stunned and hurriedly stopped his mouth, and his expression turned into respect. Because in Jintian's eyes, Bing'er, the god of death who led to his reincarnation, appeared.

"Miss Bing'er, it's been a long time since I miss you so much, you are still so beautiful, you are still, wait, why did I see you again?" Jintian looked so big, and dark clouds kept floating in his heart. Why did he see Bing'er, the god of death, again, have he died again?

After seeing the man in front of him crying, Bing'er shouted angrily, "What kind of expression do you have? Are you unhappy to see a beautiful woman like me? Tell you! I am the most beautiful receptionist in the Death Department of Paradise Company. If you can see me for the second time, you will be lucky and you will be lucky."

"Damn!" Jinda cursed dissatisfiedly, "Can I be happy when I see you? You are the god of death. Seeing you means I am dead. It's such a beautiful man and such a charming man who died like this. I just became a marshal!" Jinda then rang out and was shot himself, and he might have died like this.

Bing'er was angry and made a tigress into a waist-punching position, cursing swearing, "Damn! What kind of expression do you have? You are not dead yet! Just like an old lady, are you a man?"

"I'm not dead." Jintian stopped being sad, widened his eyes, looked at Bing'er impolitely, and shouted, "If I'm not dead, why did you come to you? Are you not from the reincarnation department of Paradise Company? Am I dreaming?"

"Cough, cough," Bing'er coughed a few times, and said with an angry expression, "You are not dead. I arranged a scene that made you seriously injured. Then extradition your soul here. You should be happy. You are the first person who came in twice in a row since the establishment of this reincarnation department, and you will be recorded in history."

"Damn! I'm so happy! What's there to be happy when you are in this broken place? What did you come to me for? I even found someone to beat me seriously. No wonder Saint Kong said that the most toxic woman's heart is hard to raise by women and caution. It's really incisive. I strongly despise you here." Jintian stretched out his index finger and strongly despised the beauty in front of him.

But Bing'er is not easy to mess with. She shouted without being outdone, "What are you doing? If you hadn't messed up history, would I have to spend so much effort to redirect your soul? Let me tell you! In order to redirect your soul, I begged my grandpa to find my grandma. It took a lot of favors to get it done. It took me half a year's salary just to give gifts."

As Bing'er shouted loudly, Jintian's arrogance decreased a lot. After stabilizing his mood, Jintian asked kindly, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, the beautiful and charming Miss Bing'er. May I ask, what's wrong with you when you come to me this time?"

Binger put away Miss Peach's temper and turned the topic to the main topic: "Mr. Jinda, since you were reincarnated, the whole history has been ruined by you. Originally, the Battle of Stalingrad was defeated by the Germans. But if you joined forces, the Germans actually won. Moreover, the Battle of Kursk and the Battle of North Africa all ended with the victory of the Germans. Do you know! According to the original course of history, the Germans should lose these battles. If I don't transfer you back, the future history will be out of control."

After hearing Bing'er's questioning, Jintian was stunned and asked in confusion, "Didn't you send me back to that time just to change history? Did you, do you think I would be done if you sent me to that time and place?"

Bing'er's face was slightly red, and the embarrassment after Xiao Zhengming was exposed was all manifested on her face. "You are right. At that time, the victory or defeat of the Battle of Stalingrad was decided, and the failure of the Germans was inevitable. At that time, I thought that if you were reincarnated as a garbage major general, there were more than 100 people around you. If you gave you great skills, you would not cause any storm. With the situation at that time, it would be a miracle that you could survive.

But what I never expected was that you actually turned the battle of Stalingrad. What I didn't expect was that you were out of control from now on. A powerful Soviet Union was almost forced to such a down-and-out situation by you alone. My Satan! You are really terrible."

As he said that, Bing'er's eyes were swaying, and crystal tears oozed out of her starry eyes. "Now, history is messed up by you. I was also scolded by Chairman of God and General Manager Guanyin because of the disadvantage of employment. This year's full attendance bonus was ruined, and this year's 18th-level 7-day tour of Hell is also over. I am so miserable, even worse than the white-haired girl."

"This, this," Seeing the beauty crying, Kaneda didn't know what to do. If it were an ordinary girl, she would come forward without hesitation and hug her into her arms and whisper. But the beauty in front of her is the god of death, how should she comfort her? It's really troublesome!

After crying for a long time, Bing'er put away her tears and grabbed Jin Tian who was embarrassed, and cursed in her heart, "What a fool. I don't know how to comfort me and let me act cute. I really don't know how to beg for girls." But she still said in a daze, "Mr. Jin Tian, ​​the situation has happened now. I came to you this time, and I also want you to correct the current situation to change this turbulent history."

"This, this, you tell me! I will do whatever I want." Jinda nodded and bowed to express his understanding.

Binger moved his slender legs and shook his plump buttocks, and said, "According to the current situation, if there is no accident, the demise of the Soviet Union is doomed. According to my current handling, at most it will perish early. Anyway, it will disintegrate in 50 years. But you should pay attention to one thing: after the demise of the Soviet Union, you must allocate its land according to the country after its disintegration. As for the United States, it will definitely do its best to stop your actions. Whether you can win the war is still unknown. All you have to do is to hurt him and let him cooperate with you.

Then you have to deal with Japan together, according to history. The Soviet Union will attack Japan in the future. You have to take over the work of the Soviet Union and attack Japan, and try to make history develop in the original direction."

"I understand this, it is to attack the Japanese Kwantung Army gathered in the three northeastern provinces of China! Don't worry, I will definitely do it."

"That's right, but your mission is not only that. You also have to take over the post-war work of the Soviet Union, help China carry out the Korean War, and provide a series of assistance." Bing'er finally broke a smile, happy that Kinda could understand her opinion.

Jintian nodded in agreement, saying that he would definitely fulfill Bing'er's order and work hard to save the current broken history.

"There is something else." Bing'er suddenly remembered something and said with a bad expression, "I have another requirement. You must kill more Japanese people in the future. You must throw more atomic bombs in Japan. You must never let the Japanese live a good life and let them be poor for the rest of their lives. As for the consequences, I will be responsible."

Jinda felt very confused about Bing'er's request. Why is Death also resisting Japan? Is it also against Japan? "Miss Bing'er, are you also against Japan? Judging from your tone, you seem to hate Japanese people very much."

"That's right" Bing'er's face turned extremely fierce, and a murderous aura appeared in her eyes as noble as black pearls. "A few days ago, I took a tram to work, but the Japanese master Amaterasu actually harassed me on the tram and touched my butt. I was so angry that the Japanese master's little brother kicked him off. He even beat him to a level 9 disabled person, and now he is treated in Paradise Hospital."

Binger paused, and saw that Kitani covered his little brother with one hand, and then said, "Even so, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred. I must kill all the people of Amaterasu and make them uneasy. For this reason, I have contacted the goddess in charge of earthquakes. She has agreed to make Japan often earthquakes and become the country with the most earthquakes in the world. I have also contacted the perverted god to make Japan the most abnormal country. And you,,,."

Bing'er smiled sweetly, "You are my customer, you are my favorite customer. I believe you will definitely help me. As long as the more Japanese die, the weaker the magic power that the master Amaterasu has. At that time, I will see if he is still crazy or not, and if I don't play him to death, I will not be considered a god of death, and my name will be written upside down."

Kimda wiped a cold sweat from his forehead that was unknown when it was flowing, and his face began to tremble slightly. This woman is really amazing, although she hates the Japanese. But this woman is even more amazing. Not only the Japanese kill, but even the Japanese gods are not spared. But it is no wonder that the Japanese are indeed a little perverted. Japanese women like men to ejaculate in their mouths, and Japanese men like to watch their wives and beasts mess with each other. According to the principle of the wrong upper beam and the crooked lower beam, the perverted behavior of the Japanese Amaterasu on the tram is not surprising.

"Okay! I've said everything I should say, and you should go back too. If you continue, it's time to get off work. There's no overtime pay today, and I'm going home to watch the 8 o'clock science fiction TV series "Women Rule Men"." As he said that, Bing'er led Jinda out of the reincarnation office.

After passing an extended aisle, he came to the iron gate when Jintian was reincarnated for the first time. Jintian still remembered this iron gate freshly. It was after he jumped from here, he came to the battlefield in Stalingrad, and began his own battle career. He began his new life journey. This is really a place worth remembering, and I hope he will not return here again in the future.

As usual, Bing'er walked to the iron gate and shouted to the door panel, "Open the door, open the door, open the door."

"Boom,,," a dull sound of opening the gate sounded, and the iron door opened. Outside the door were white clouds piled up together, red sunlight, and flying crows.

Looking at everything in front of me, Jintian's cold sweat began to flow again, and his scalp was numb. "Miss Bing'er, are you going to jump from here again? This is 20,000 meters high. I am born to be afraid of heights and I am afraid! Can't your paradise company pay some money to send a parachute to every reincarnated customer?"

Regarding Jintian's request, Bing'er's eyes suddenly became as big as a copper bell, and the dissatisfaction sounded overflowing, "How come you, a reincarnated person, ask for so many requests? Anyway, it's okay if you keep your eyes closed. Do you think your own nephew of God? Tell you! Even if God's illegitimate son comes to reincarnate, it will be the same treatment. You jump quickly! I'm still waiting to go home to watch TV after get off work."

Jintian despised Bing'er 100 times in his heart, and stood at the door with a muttering voice, looking at the altitude of 20,000 meters outside the door, and his heart was circling. This was a height of 20,000 meters! Although he would not die if he jumped down, Jintian always felt uncomfortable. He solemnly decided to take advantage of it and then jump down.

Thinking about this, Jintian turned around decisively, and while Bing'er had not yet reacted and did not know his evil intentions, he could kiss the soft and beautiful wild and pink cherry-shaped lips. He hugged Bing'er's evenly boned shoulders with his hands tightly, giving the beauty of death a heavy century-long kiss.

The lips of the god of death are the same as those of ordinary people, faint and sweet. There is a hint of holy temperament in the mellow fragrance. While breathing, there is a strong youthful and sweetness. The tongue stretches in, tastes the wet saliva inside the lips, and the wine-like taste comes in from the tongue, making people fascinated.

After a long kiss, Jin Tian suddenly let go of Bing'er, looked at the blushing and dull face jokingly, and chuckled, "Beauty Bing'er, your lips are so sweet. I love you so much, I have a chance to see you again."

Jintian leaned back and took advantage of Bing'er's reaction and jumped down to 20,000 meters above the sky. He shouted, "Goodbye Bing'er, if you are destined to be your wife. Now I'm going to meet my wife. Goodbye, German wives, I'm back."

As he fell, Bing'er's hysterical roar suddenly rang in Jintian's ears, "Damn! Jintian, you're going to give me my first kiss, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," said Jintian.

It turned out that the god of death Bing'er was still a pure little girl. Unfortunately, her first kiss was ruthlessly deprived of a pervert. Before Jinda finished listening, she fell into endless darkness and returned to where she should have gone.
Chapter completed!