"Is that true?" Prince Abdul Alimu glanced at his uncle with a proud look, and gently picked up the last straw, "Do you know what this is?"

"What?" Abud asked in a daze.

"Hey, I forgot that you and I are not the same person as you, and it is normal that you cannot feel the aura attached to it. After all, this is the glory that only the most devout believers can have." Prince Abdul Alimu said. But his eyes that were almost pitying made Abude angry so that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!

"What do you mean?" Abud had a blue face, gritted his teeth, staring at Prince Abdul Alimu. If possible, Abud really wanted to yell - what are you holding a rag and squeaking there?! But he didn't dare. Prince Abdul Alimu's words were already clear enough. The thing in his hand that looked like he was ragged seemed to have a certain origin. If you contact his other identity, you might not say that this thing might..., impossible! Abud tried hard to suppress the thought that had just risen, and then hypnotize himself. He must have thought too much.

"What does it mean? My dear uncle, do you really don't understand or fake?" As he spoke, Prince Abdul Alimu's mouth had a hint of sarcasm, and he gently raised his chin, "If you really don't understand, you may be able to ask them!"

The "they" that Prince Abdul Alimu referred to was just some people following Abd, but at this time they were praying to Prince Abdul Alimu, no, to be precise, they should be praying to the object in his hand. His pious look made Abdul's eyelids twitch, and his bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Contrary to Abud's uneasiness, Prince Abdul Alimu was very satisfied with the effect he saw. Although he stood opposite him, it did not mean that there were no devout believers among those who came to Abud. He didn't need to say anything more. Look, as soon as this thing was taken out, the effect would be immediately visible.

"What are you doing? You haven't stood up yet! Don't you understand that this is just Abdul's pretentiousness there, you have been deceived..." Abud began to become a little verbally polite.

"People who know the mistakes and correct them will be forgiven!" Prince Abdul Alimu did not argue with Abud, but instead straightened his chest and placed one hand in his heart, then held a solemn expression (in Jian'er's eyes, this expression seemed to be more appropriate to describe it as "charlatan").

"Wrong?! What's wrong? It's you who are wrong!" Abud screamed. No, he can't let Abdul continue, otherwise the consequences would be absolutely not what he wanted to see! He has already reached this point, he is so close to the supreme throne, and almost within reach, he will never tolerate such a moment and there will be any mistakes!

"The eyes of the masses are bright." As soon as the corners of his mouth curled, Prince Abdul Alimu couldn't help but smile with relief. Very good. Now he doesn't need to say anything more, and he doesn't need to do anything more. He just waits, just waits and you can see his uncle going to perish. However, having said that, he will use his strength to end the farce early, which is also a good choice.

"What's the matter? Snow-sharp or not!" Abd felt that he could no longer pull him off with Abdul. "You can't imagine cheating us with a broken thing!"

Broken stuff?!

Abud didn't notice that these three simple words actually brought him hostile gaze, just like something he said just now.

"No need to say now. I think everyone should understand who is the betrayed! Do you still have to go the same way as Abdur to the point of being dark?" Abdur* Alim glanced over Abdur and then kept it on the other people. He looked arrogant, but this time he did not arouse the disgust of even anyone, as if Abdur did this as the right way.

"Those who have repented in time, because you have been bewitched by others, I swear as the kingdom Emil. I will not investigate this matter, but if I resist stubbornly, I will not blame me." Emil spoke very informally, with soft and hard words in his words, just adding a heavy weight to Prince Abdul Alimu.

"Bao!" The first sound of a gun falling to the ground, followed by several consecutive sounds. A light smile appeared on Prince Abdul Alimu's mouth. The first person to put down his weapon was the one who felt the breath. He couldn't help but look at Yan Jun gratefully. If it weren't for this previous gift, it would not be so easy to touch these people.

"If you really make a mistake, then pray here to repent and ask God to forgive your mistakes!" Prince Abdul Alimu's voice was filled with sacredness and detachment, which made people unable to help but do what he said.

Looking at the subordinates who knelt down and prayed, Abud was completely panicked this time. What was going on? Why did he suddenly become like this?

"Get up, get up! You all get up!" No matter how hard you stand in the car, Abud rushed out of the car with a little panic, pulled up the subordinate who was closest to him, grabbed the collar with both hands, and shook it hard.

One, ignore him, change him, and still ignore him, change him... Unfortunately, no matter how Abude changes, no one really gave Abude the response he expected.

"Say, what did you do? What did you do?!" Abud had already completely understood that no matter what he did, the general situation was hopeless today. But...

Unwilling to give up, he was unwilling to give up! He was about to win, but everything was fine just now, and... But no matter how many of them were, they could not cover the reality. The reality now is that he, Abude, failed! He was defeated so suddenly and so inexplicably, how could he be willing to do so?!
Chapter completed!