Arante Republic Federation, Northeastern border, Huntington State.

The ruins of the Mayan sacrificial pyramid.

"Sir, Vulcan, who?"

A burly giant who was more than three meters tall was holding a huge roast lamb leg in his left hand, and a large iron pot on his right hand, holding five exquisite crystal skulls on his palm.

The Vulcan god of the Lebola tribe, a neutral faction.

The Wu clan's Jianshiji is a neutral school.

The White Jade God of the White Hair Clan supports the Emperor Sect.

The spirit-tempering god of the foreign dog tribe, the opposition.

The Heavenly Word God of the Panlong clan is a neutral sect.

"this."

Honghao, a man in black clothes and black hair, eyes and night, pointed to the crystal skull in the middle.

The late autumn wind blows the golden tassels of his golden-widthed glasses.

"Zhan, you said, can we change the rules of the universe this time?"

Honghao looked at the night sky ahead.

There will be no clouds tonight, and the dust of the Milky Way will be clearly spread in the sky.

The stars are blooming and hot, and how many ideals in the world are burning to death...

"Damn it, don't know."

The giant bit the lamb leg, and the aroma of meat with scorched sesame oil spread instantly...

He has a slow IQ and is not good at thinking. He only knows how to protect his master and fight. He likes to listen to simple and rough instructions rather than illusory questions.

As a god of scholars, he didn't need to eat, but he couldn't resist the fragrance of mutton, just like the god of water, Huast, he couldn't resist the erosion of life...

Chewing sounds loudly.

The giant is just a rough and tall figure, and does not have the terrifying muscles of the Luinte people of the mountain god Gang Wasso, nor does it have the exaggerated inverted triangle back.

Because of his huge body, he suffered too much gravity from the earth, and his cervical spine and knees were strained and bent to varying degrees.

It caused the giant to be like a honest man with a hunched back and a rough O-shaped legs.

Because they live in caves, the giants generally have dense hair, and the stubble on their faces is clearly visible.

In addition, he chews things all year round and has developed muscles, and the giants almost have a mouth shape that is full of earth.

It's not that good-looking, nor too scary.

The giants with gentle character are silent and still most of the time.

A very primitive human race, communication basically relies on various frequencies and regular calls.

Even if the Homo sapiens in the Central Plains evolved into language functions, the giants were still people from Shanding Cave who were eating raw meat and drinking blood.

The giant finally learned a little Central Plains language, with limited vocabulary, and no more than three words in a sentence.

"Resurrect the dog first."

Honghao's mellow whisper.

The giant acted immediately and licked the lamb leg in one bite. The sheep bones chewed it and the last complete big lamb leg, not even the leather and bones, was left at all.

His burly and honest body as a wooden stake slowly walked up the pyramid...

In the distance, in the northeast team of the pyramid on the dune, the special police and second-in-command Ben Livelet nervously stared at the two monsters under the pyramid using the night vision telescope.

"Brother...what...what should I do? Tell the third brother!"

The little special policeman trembled.

"Well, my third brother said it's okay, let Honghao act freely."

Ben Liveleet frowned, obviously worried.

From the appearance of Honghao and the giant more than three meters tall, they were trembling and trembling.

I can't beat it, and I don't dare to run.

Watching the monsters as if they were entering and leaving their back garden, they did whatever they wanted, which was not in line with the style of the strange adjustment bureau!

...

Headquarters of the Ministry of Justice, Changsong Conference Room.

Carl moved to his new office today. As soon as he dropped a box of information, the minister asked him to go to Coffin City for a meeting.

The meeting was long and smelly.

All of you here are thousands of years old, and it seems that he is a human cub under the age of 27, and is out of place.

All the big names in the conference are the directors of various bureaus of the Ministry of Justice.

Few people under the age of 60, except Carl, the youngest one was the Scar Director of the Galileo Bureau of Investigation.

Seeing Carl, he narrowed his eyes and nodded, letting him sit next to him and support Carl.

All regular meetings of the Directors of the Justice Department every month summarize and reflect reforms, but they are boring but extremely important.

In the past, Hopsen never participated in such regular meetings, occasionally appeared, did not speak or was very proud of his words.

Over time, everyone is used to being strangers in the strange adjustments, and most ministers are not willing to force him.

In other words, the minister can force the new heir Carl.

"Well, Brian, the strange game is ready?"

Most of the Minister of Justice asked the youngest, and the audience was serious and quiet.

"Yes, the press conference was held in the Congress Hall of the Grand Commander's Office, and the ten influential federal TV stations will be broadcast live. At the same time, it will be held in the Galileo Bureau, the Northeast, the Northwest, the Southern Islands, and the North-central five institutions with institutional conference halls. Influential TV reporters will be invited to play on the big screen, hosted by the local head of the Bureau..."

Carl introduced the press conference that will be highly anticipated next Monday.

The press conference of the Grand Commander's Office, under the name of "fighting out the super-capable federal crime", actually wanted to launch a political and social stage to stabilize the precarious Democratic Progressive Party elections.

All the old people here know it.

The old foxes have their own ulterior motives and generally do not easily raise objections when other directors speak.

This is the tacit understanding of the directors' meeting for many years.

But today, Kai Ye, who served as the liaison officer of the military department, was stolen from the first time the Royal Museum was stolen, and he was very disgusted with the liaison officer of the military department.

By mobilizing the special operations team of the military headquarters many times, and cooperating with the operations of the special bureau and the state bureau, this person made great contributions and admired him with great confidence. When he was in the limelight, he looked down on Carl very much.

Last time Carl exposed that he had "illegal hospitality" at Lejiao Tsingyuan, which was embarrassing to the river.

The drunkard, Kai, has always been unhappy with Carl, and even sneered at this gray-haired boy, who is few in size, in high positions.

In addition, Carl is a rising star in the Democratic Progressive Party and a rising star.

From the perspective of the old and conservative old man, as long as half of his foot is not buried in the coffin, he is not qualified to sit here for a meeting like him.

Although his political skills prevented him from interrupting Carl's report, he shook his eyes and shook his head throughout the whole process. He was already standing out among the elite men.

After Carl finished reporting, he looked at everyone here in a serious manner.

I hope that he will make a fool of himself, nervous, not have enough confidence, and are still silent. They all seem to have taken the Dinghai Scientific Needle and are very calm.

Fortunately, Carl also had a sharp-eyed thorn, and he was not afraid of the old man's sword-like eyes, and he glared at him one by one -

What are you looking at? What can I do?

Everyone here has killed people. Most of them have bloody and murderous intent on their hands, and their aura is not weak.

Carl did not retreat at all, and there was also Director Scar next to him to keep the scene.

It turns out that on the political stage, it is really important to have a group together!

Carl's gray hair and white face were too slapping, and other old men always scanned him intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as he felt the old man looking at him, Carl immediately raised his eyelids and stared at him.

Losing does not lose.
Chapter completed!