Dragon City, a certain mansion.
"Why! Why did he become the general staff officer!?"
Waves of roars echoed throughout the mansion, making the men in black suits standing in the corner tremble.
"Boss Qin, who is that?"
On the thick soft sofa, a fat bald man asked in surprise. This man's shirt was half exposed and he was covered in colorful tattoos. He obviously had a very high status in Dragon City. You must know that in Dragon City, the higher the status, the more tattoos.
Qin Annan stared at Qin Jue on the TV screen, gritting his teeth, but with a look of reluctance: "That's Qin Jue, the eldest son of the Qin family, and I have a mortal enemy with him! Brother Wang, is there any way to get rid of him? "
The fat bald man was shocked and asked: "You want me to be the only one except the National General Staff? Qin Annan, are you crazy or am I crazy?"
"But......"
"Okay, take your things and go!" The fat bald man looked at Qin Annan with unlucky eyes, and his tone was no longer polite: "If you want to die, don't take me with you, arm wrestling with the national general staff, the entire Dragon City together will If you’re not qualified, get out now!”
"No! I have to get rid of him! Otherwise he will get rid of me!"
Qin Annan suddenly became angry, ran to Chen Long's transport box, picked up the wrench, pried open a metal box, pointed at the box full of guns and ammunition, and shouted with red eyes: "I will give this box to you! As long as you want Find a way to help me get rid of Qin Jue!"
"I know that guns and ammunition are hard currency in Dragon City. No matter who wants it, now that such a big box of stuff is placed in front of you, aren't you tempted?"
The bald man laughed: "Qin Annan, you used Chen Long's goods to hire me? By borrowing flowers and offering them to Buddha, Chen Long won't cause trouble for me afterwards?"
"Leave Chen Long to me! As long as you..."
boom!
The bald man suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated Qin Annan's knee.
Qin Annan fell to his knees with a plop, twitching all over in pain, and looked at the bald man with wide eyes.
"Send him out!"
The bald man waved his hands impatiently as if to ward off flies.
"If you want me to go against the national general staff, this person is simply out of his mind."
Qin Annan, who had one of his legs broken, was thrown out of Dragon City in a state of extreme embarrassment.
On the cold road of Longcheng National Highway, Qin Annan couldn't care less about his gunshot wound. He only had one thought now, which was to go to Lao Qin's house in person and ask Qin Jue to forgive him face to face.
Qin Annan, who was driving the truck, had blood-red eyes.
Who would have thought that Qin Jue would suddenly transform into the country's general staff!
The only way for him to survive now is to go back to Lao Qin's house as a beggar!
Qin Annan regrets it so much now that his intestines are green.
If I had known earlier, I would have endured it for a few more days.
Now I can also be a family member of the national general staff.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Qin Annan was extremely depressed and punched the steering wheel in front of him crazily.
He now wants to go to Jiangcheng, but on the way, the global signal is disconnected, and those weird gods and monsters that only disappeared for an hour reappear in the mountains and rivers.
The precious hour left for mankind to breathe is over.
Qin Annan suddenly noticed that a bright red figure appeared on the loess-filled national road ahead.
Then, a woman's cold voice sounded in his ears.
"Have you seen my red wedding dress?"
...
Royal Hotel.
Everyone in Lao Qin's family sat in a circle, watching the national news with their mouths open.
You look at me, I look at you, everyone's face is shocked and excited.
In another presidential suite, when Chen Long looked at Qin Jue on TV, he regretted it so much that tears burst down his face.
"The National General Staff... I actually offended the National General Staff..."
Chen Long was extremely remorseful, raised his palm, and slapped himself bitterly.
If he had known that Qin Jue could become the country's general staff, why would he have bothered to carry Longcheng's guns and ammunition? He could have just hugged the general staff's lap tightly!
"I just hope it's not too late to apologize now!"
Chen Long stood up quickly, mobilized all the staff in the hotel, and delivered all the expensive foreign wine, lobster, seafood, beef and mutton, etc. to Lao Qin's doorstep.
Then, he took out the share transfer letter and transferred half of the equity in Dihao Hotel to his second uncle.
The transfer letter was placed in front of the second uncle. As long as the second uncle signed it, the most luxurious hotel in Jiangcheng and even Tiannan Province would be in the hands of the Qin family.
But the second uncle just smiled slightly, pointed at the TV screen, and said a flat sentence.
"If my eldest nephew doesn't nod, the entire Old Qin family won't charge you a penny."
...
at the same time.
All the powerful countries in the Western Alliance burst into shocking laughter.
The Eagle Queen laughed so hard that she was out of breath: "Hahaha! No way! Tattooing is actually the only way to survive? Is the Great Xia Kingdom putting on a drama for the whole world? Those generals of the Great Xia Kingdom are all bad-headed Have you? Even General Zhao Xue actually has a tattoo. Hahaha, Daxia, which was once known as a powerful country of justice, has actually become a country of rogues. Hahaha, hiccup! Uh-huh..."
The Eagle Queen suddenly rolled her eyes and grabbed her hands wildly.
"Come quickly! The Queen is laughing so hard!!"
The Capital Gardens descended into chaos.
...
In the capital of the Gallic Kingdom, a group of Gallic officials looked at each other.
The head of the capital took a deep breath and asked softly: "Are we right? Those generals of Great Xia have tattoos?"
A group of Gallic officials nodded dully, shocked.
"Daxia rarely makes fun of the country's top officials." The chief of the Gaul capital frowned, paced back and forth, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Quick! Go catch some gangsters on the street! I want to personally inspect Daxia The news is true or false!”
Soon, two skinny gangsters were caught in the Gallic capital.
Due to long-term drug abuse, these two gangsters had long been covered with needle holes, even to the point of opening the skylights, and there were needle holes in the main arteries of their necks. At this moment, they were tied up and looked at a group of high-ranking imperial officials with fear in their eyes.
"Is this the Divine Pattern Master that Daxia said?"
The chief of the Gallic capital frowned, pinched his nose, and waved his hands in disgust: "You two! Use magic on me now!"
magic?
The two gangsters looked at each other, at a loss.
"Quick! Use magic! You don't have magic, do you?"
The two gangsters nodded bewilderedly.
Magic, when will we have that kind of thing?
"Capital Chief, it seems to be a translation problem. Daxia Kingdom should not be talking about magic, but super powers." An official reminded kindly.
The governor of the capital suddenly realized: "Yes! Super powers! You two! Hurry up and use your super powers!"
Two gangsters were trembling with fear. If we have something as cool as superpowers, do we still need to take drugs?
"Isn't it a super power? Is it a spell!?"
"Yes! Dongfang calls superpowers magic!"
"No, no! Divine Marks! It's Divine Marks!"
"Then it should be called divine pattern skill, right?"
The governor of the capital and a group of officials were thinking about the divine pattern master in various ways.
In the end, I just couldn't find anything special about the two gangsters covered in tattoos.
"Fake! This is a scam!" The governor of the capital became angry and beat a group of gangsters: "Expanding the army by 300 million already shows that Daxia is crazy. I didn't expect that we believed Daxia's lies. What kind of bullshit!" Tattoo artists are all a bunch of low-class gangsters! Daxia is teasing the whole world!"
