The sudden change at the Buddhist election venue did not interrupt the speech of the old Buddha on the stage.
After holding a high position for many years, the old Buddha's mentality has been very stable.
Besides, after today, there is no need to deal with all this mess by oneself.
He continued to read his prepared speech in an emotional and step-by-step manner.
Well, his speech was drafted by the Secretary of State himself.
The old Buddha Lord on the stage was talking, and people from the Security Department of Tianxiang Buddha's official residence began to clean up the corpses in the venue.
In fact, as Bai Mao said before, this kind of corpse that was killed by one shot is indeed a little easier to clean up.
On stage.
After all, this is the final resignation speech of an old Buddha who has been in office for many years, so it will take a little longer.
Five minutes later, bang!
Another shot rang out.
The wife of the owner of Willy's Hotel, with a bloody hole on her forehead, rolled towards the feet of the Buddha along the route that her husband had just rolled.
This woman, who had participated with her husband in the Monkey Kingdom's campaign to clean up the Xia Kingdom's National People's Congress, accompanied her husband on the road in full public view.
This time, the old Buddha who was still delivering a speech on the stage did not even have an abnormal fluctuation in his tone.
On the contrary, the reporters at the scene were frightened.
A female reporter from Europe was trembling all over. She originally thought that being assigned by her superiors to participate in the coverage of the Celestial Elephant and Buddhist Election Conference was an important task. But now it seems...
She just wanted to bring her superior over to participate in this very memorable Buddhist election meeting.
In the following time, the Willy Hotel owner and his family all followed the same path as the owner and reached the end of their lives.
After finally dealing with the culprit of the boss's hatred of the Xia people, his seventy-year-old father, Bai Mao looked at the staff of the Astronomical Security Agency below who were handling the corpses very skillfully, and said to himself: "Fortunately... ....”
"Fortunately, there are no children in this family, otherwise my idol would definitely be very confused."
"After all, he is so kind..."
In the box, behind Yang Ning.
There was a sound of deep breathing.
Led by Huo Luo and Hathaway, the people in suits standing behind Yang Ning never thought that they would actually follow the young man in white in front of them and act recklessly at the Buddhist election meeting in the Celestial Buddha Kingdom. ? !
Suddenly, they saw that the boy in white turned his head.
Yang Ning looked at the people behind him and said softly: "What are you doing?"
"What are you thinking? How can we do anything wrong?"
"What Willy's hotel owner and his family did, according to the laws of the sky, this is what they should end up with."
A group of people nodded. Hathaway said: "Yes! This is what it should be! We didn't do anything wrong at all!"
Horo: "Bat is right!"
Others: "Yes, yes!"
The eyes of the crowd were sharp. Seeing that everyone agreed with what he asked Baimao to do, Yang Ning turned his head again.
He picked up the tortoise shell and stroked it gently on his hand, and said: "The old man thought I was too lazy to calculate by myself. In fact, I am indeed like this."
"He really knows me very well."
"But he never imagined that I would create a total solar eclipse because there was a clue in the astronomical radio broadcast, so I made a calculation myself."
"So now I know all about the old man's behavior."
"I know that he is now secretly starting the spirit sect ritual at my feet. I am even looking forward to the mechanical god séance that he has high hopes for, but..."
As he spoke, Yang Ning raised his head slightly. His eyes were calm, and his eyes seemed to have passed through the Buddhist selection scene of the celestial phenomena and spread to the surrounding sky, earth, and wilderness.
"But, I can't let his deus ex machina succeed, even though I really want to see the mechanical version of me in his eyes."
Yang Ning smiled to herself and continued: "That thing is really strong, very strong. Even for me, it takes three seconds to solve it, and I can't kill it directly."
"Three seconds, it doesn't matter to me, but to the world, it is a disaster."
"So I can't let it come successfully, because as long as it appears in this plane..."
"No matter how long it takes, as soon as he appears, the cross-dimensional technological pollution brought by high-dimensional mechanical creatures will cause the energy of the low-dimensional life planet in this dimension to shrink."
"Yes, the old man thought of a way to defeat me. He didn't want to defeat me on the chessboard. He just wanted to overturn the table."
"If I hadn't calculated it myself that day, it's very likely that the old man's conspiracy would have succeeded. After all, three seconds is enough for that thing to destroy this world."
"If you can't kill me, kill everything I want to protect."
"Old man, this is really your style..."
Sighing, Yang Ning seemed to recall his past. He was silent for a moment and continued: "In this world, I should be considered one of the unlucky ones, right?"
"After all, there are still only a small number of children who are trafficked since childhood."
"But even so, I still love this world deeply."
"Even if it kissed me with pain, I..."
Suddenly, Yang Ning smiled, shook her head and said, "It's so sour, I can't say the rest of it."
"Forget it, don't be sentimental."
Yang Ning stood up, walked to the glass window of the box, looked at the entire Buddhist election meeting in front of him, and said word by word: "Tongtong, pass my words to everyone."
The kid with eyes flashing red appeared next to Yang Ning, looking helpless.
Yang Ning smiled and said: "Sorry, I forgot again, you are not in red yet, come here."
As he spoke, he held Tongtong's hand and said softly: "Now, listen carefully."
"I don't care whether you are the holy monk of Tianxiang, the Buddhist master of Tianxiang, Mr. Sun Yupu, or my dear master."
"I don't care whether you are real people, robots, or some other species."
"What I want to tell you is that today, now, here, everyone involved in this deus ex machina, listen up, everyone -"
"All, will, die."
As he spoke, a look of sadness appeared on Yang Ning's face. He raised his head and said sadly: "I know that the number of people who died this time is quite large, so much that it makes my heartache..."
Closing his eyes, hot tears flowed down his gentle and clean cheeks.
"However, I am here to tell you clearly that my heart will be very painful, but my hands will never be soft."
"I'll tell you again, today, all living beings involved in the deus ex machina will die."
After speaking, Yang Ning took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
The tears streaming from his eyes had disappeared.
The eyes that had just revealed a trace of true feelings had returned to their former peace.
Yang Ning smiled, as if talking to the air, and said softly: "Bring me my sword."
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