Chapter 612 (2/2)

Even the word worship is too light. Some people are kneeling and licking.

”Or the world is crazy.” Shattero walked out of the house and looked at the city in a mess, looking more and more abnormal: ”or I'm crazy!”

”In this case, I can do anything without any problem.” Sartre walked on the road, in the mind of a variety of ideas continue to flow, and finally made up his mind.

”The world has gone mad. There is a mistake in the direction of its progress. Someone must correct this mistake.” Gradually shattero came to the center of the city.

Looking at the chaos, shattero stopped worrying about whether he was crazy, or let this action prove whether he was crazy or not.

In this way, Sartre opened his hand, and some people around him looked strange and turned away their faces.

Before that, there were dozens of male dark elves calling for respect for men's rights. They stripped off their clothes and walked the birds. They even put them in front of women, even children, and played hooligans blatantly.

If someone looked at it, they would say, ”look, these women are all of this virtue. They are not good at all. They pretend to be serious. They would not open their legs when they were sent to the door before. Now it seems that they are pretending.

It's just that this time, Sartre is not going to do this stupid thing, but to stop it.Not too long ago, Sartre was lost in this rapidly changing society, until a voice came to him and said that he was a man with the ability to change all this.

The voice said that all the changes were due to a disease, a disease called Negri.

The world is sick.

”That kind of disease makes everything begin to change. They are no longer satisfied with the status quo. They are asking for more. When this luxury collides with each other, there is a disaster.”

”This is the disaster of enterprise, the master of disaster, Negri!”

”It's an opportunity, it's a disaster.”

”There is no good or evil, right or wrong, but only you yourself.”

”If you think it's good and it's right, embrace Negri. If not, try it.”

”Let everything return to the order of your expectations, and you are in charge of it!”

”What would you do?” There was a huge ball behind saurario.

There are many rings around the ball. With the rotation of the ring, a regular rhythm appears on him.

The ball slowly rises into the sky and hangs in the sky above the world below, enveloping the city.

At this moment, all things seem to form a connection with the ring. As the circle revolves around the ball, the life in the city moves again.

Sartre felt everything at this moment, and everything was flowing with his will.

He is not only the human shattero, but also the God of aristocracy. He is also the Lord of the road and track he is building!

The Trinity god takes this city as a gamble, and carries on this game with spider Negri.

The brother-in-law, who was in the salon and was taking a bath, wanted to lie down on the bed of the woman on the ground. Looking at the fat and rich woman, he suddenly regretted. He put on his clothes and went home and apologized to his sister.

It seems that all contradictions are resolved at this time.

”Come on, Negri, I'm going to beat you!”

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