Chapter 3248 (2/2)

At this point, the knell simply took off its mask, took out a cigarette and smoked, totally unprepared.

”So the last time you cut me with a sword, you were actually trying to see if I would fight back?”

The black Pharaoh was happier. He smiled and rubbed his hands like a big black fly.

”Not only that, I have offended you twice since we first met on an alien planet and the sword not long ago.”

Smiling Su Ming nods with a cigarette in his mouth. The smoke covers his face:

”According to the mythological records I have learned, the black law is not a virgin God who can't fight back and scold back. Then, do you want to kill me or can't you kill me?”

”Guess?” the old black law sighed, but soon smiled again.

”I guess it's the latter. Marvel of the cancerous universe is an example. For you, he is a small existence like me, but you didn't strengthen or erase him, and the ancients just lured him into madness. As one of the few rational gods, if the actions of other ancients are meaningless and blind, but you won't, Everything you do is for the crazy drama of the story. ”

The death knell calmly gave an analysis. Even if the evil god's face had almost touched his cigarette end, it had no intention of dodging.

”In fact, I just want to give you a gift.” the black man shook his head. He didn't say anything more, but changed back to Mr. President: ”well, I know knowledge may make you crazy, but wouldn't it be more fun?”

”You always said you wanted to play, but you didn't play anything with Wade. Generally speaking, I don't believe what others say. I just look at what they do.” the supreme mage was unmoved. Although harvesting intelligence has always been a hobby, it also depends on where the intelligence comes from.

The knowledge given by the ancient people is like a set of HIV that is covered with HIV. The more we use it, the more we will push people to ruin.

”Well, it's a pity, but when the stars return, we'll come back...”

The black president raised his hand and said goodbye. After leaving such a sentence, he suddenly disappeared.

The surrounding illusion was also dispelled at the same time. The death knell and Lao Li returned to the corridor of the White House, with soft carpets under their feet and comatose staff on one side.

The old man slowly put away his mobile phone. He shook his head:

”Thanks to the fact that I knew Auguste DREZ when I was young, I asked him to take back the authorization to use NAIA's role for the time being... Really, you can stay calm in the future. As a supreme mage, you should be responsible for the timeline. Don't mix these things of the external God system into your story. I won't help you for the second time.”

”He pestered me. I'm a great citizen.” the knell also handed the old man a cigarette. After all, cartoonists don't smoke?

The old man took the cigarette and went out. He didn't even have time to say goodbye. He was going to leave. He was tired.

”Don't you stay for lunch, Mr. Li?” Su Ming asked to stay. He still had a lot to ask the old man.

But the old man who put on the postman's hat again ran away. His speed was comparable to that of flash. He also left a sentence in place: ”you know what colored eggs are. If I become a permanent role, the story will be ruined! Let go of time and let everything go. Bye!”

Watching the man disappear in front of him, the death knell smiled:

”It's impossible to let it go, adjutant, plan C, send a bionic of a black president.”