Death and Disappearance Amid Calm
A mysterious channel continuously connects to dignitaries, nobles, prime ministers, presidents, chairs, kings from all over the world. Those in high positions who still survive have only this one chance left.
"U.S. President connection..."
"Britain Prime Minister connection..."
"Australia General connection..."
"Russia Presidential Connection..."
"Oriental Chairman Connection..."
"Kan Da Duo King connection..."
"France Presidential Connection..."
"Canada..."
"Saudi Arabia..."
"..."
White House, Oval Office.
The sun penetrated from the outside into the hand-woven red carpet on the ground. The sun shone on United States's haggard face, and his eyes were slightly absent-minded.
U.S. President crossed his hands and held his chin in silence. He looked at the computer screen and saw that all the forces that could be fought for were already online, and they were all cooperating with them, preparing for the last fight.
As the connection signals flashed on the screen one by one, the power of the whole world has been gathered here to fight against Ba Miu Luo Di.
"Let's get started!"
U.S. President looked at the number of connected channels carefully and said.
Emperor Tower, the sun still shines on this glorious building, shining with the most outstanding light.
Luther Office.
The sun shines on the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the warm Lightray.
Suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky and appeared together with the cable car outside the office.
Luther's face was calm and he was looking at the documents. A sudden shadow enveloped him and the warm sunshine was blocked.
The shadow was long and stretched, covering Luther's bald head, making Luther's vision dark.
He looked away from the document, raised his head, and looked out the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
The staff who clean the glass exterior walls are wearing blue cleaning uniforms and wearing safety belts, standing on the safety cable car that can be lifted up and down freely.
He has blue eyes, a rugged appearance, delicate and shiny skin, a tall figure, a trimmed beard, and a well-educated manner. From the surface, it is enough to tell that he is obviously a person who pays more attention to his personal image.
The glass is one-way, so the staff member did not know that Luther was observing him.
Luther had a calm face, leaning on the office chair, looking at the cleaning staff who was cleaning the glass exterior wall with rough techniques, distracted eyes and absent-mindedness.
Luther looked at it for a while, put the document he was looking at together with his hands, threw it on the desk, pulled out the drawer, took out a Cuba cigar from the cigar box, and inserted it into his suit pocket.
He stood up and pushed the office chair behind him with his knees. He patted the white suit on his body with both hands, adjusted the white suit, and walked calmly out of the office.
He has memories of every cleaner at Emperor Tower. In his memory, there is no one like the man in front of him, and there is no one who cleans in such a rough way. Obviously, this man does not know how to clean.
The trimmed beard and hair roots, and the elastic and shiny skin all showed that this person was pampered and had never been clean.
This seems very interesting.
Luther's expression remained unchanged, he took the elevator, went straight down to the first floor, and walked towards the remote back door on Emperor Tower's side, a safe passage, a doorway that few people would pass by.
In the process, he met a beautiful female courier and a familiar HR employee. He was originally right-handed, but now he greeted him with milk tea as a left-handed person. Luther just nodded and left without saying a word.
He opened the door to the safe passage, and the sun was pouring on him again. Without the buffer of the glass curtain wall, the sun was a bit hot, and it shone on his bald head. It was no longer a warm feeling, but burning and spicy.
Luther walked to a shady corner of the building, near the trash can, took out a cigar from his white suit, took out a pair of scissors, cut off one end of the cigar, and threw it into the trash can.
He lit the cigar and smoked it silently. He glanced sideways at Emperor Tower and continued to smoke the cigar silently.
Sky Garden.
Sky Garden of Emperor Tower.
It is a beautiful place with fresh greenery. It is the most famous place for enjoyment and gourmet food on the first floor of Emperor Tower.
Located hundreds of meters high in the air, with fresh green plants and clear air, you can see the beautiful scenery of Metropolis and enjoy various star-rated cuisines in the world here.
Little Hera was wearing a white princess dress, walking with two porcelain-white calves. She pulled a little girl in a black princess dress from behind with a helpless face. The little girl's eyes were shining as she watched Sky Garden's famous desserts and delicacies pass by. She couldn't help but raise the miniature Canon SLR camera NK45 on her chest to take pictures of these delicacies.
"Hey...Hera... wait a minute..."
The little girl in the black princess dress looked furious. She almost fell down just now, but was pulled up by Little Hera.
Little Hera ignored her and pulled her directly to a seat in a good position, where she could see the Metropolis view and the scenic position where the distant sky connected to the horizon.
Seeing the scenery, the girl in the black princess dress had no objection. She picked up the camera again and started taking pictures.
Little Hera ordered more than ten star-rated gourmet desserts.
He directly picked up his tablet, which contained portraits of many people from various countries and races.
Seeing that there was no information, Little Hera turned the tablet upside down and put it aside.
"I really envy you, Hera, your father is Ba Miu Luo Di."
The little girl in the black princess dress said with admiration on her face.
The parent of Little Hera who goes to school is Ba Di.
"It's okay! Old Ba In addition to loving his family, he is rich, domineering, handsome, kind, sincere, cute, knowledgeable, well-informed, talented, knowledgeable, civil and military He has both qualities, he is brave and strategic, he is extraordinary in conversation, he is outstanding, he is superb, he is powerful, he is persevering, he is far-sighted, he is perceptive, he is wise and decisive, and he is unparalleled... There is nothing special about him."
Little Hera nonchalantly counted one hundred and seventy-two idioms, which shocked the little girl in front of him until her mouth formed an O shape.
The little girl with an O-shaped mouth didn't realize until the dessert was served that it was Little Hera who made fun of her.
"Your father is not bad. He is a general. I saw him on TV yesterday."
Little Hera nodded in appreciation.
In her heart, it is indeed good, and those who are obedient are indeed good.
"No, that old man has always had a stinky face and is controlling me and not allowing me to be a reporter."
The little girl in the black princess dress had a troubled and cruel look on her face. She put the dessert into her mouth and vented her frustration.
"When will you let me interview your father?"
The little girl in the black princess dress said in a crisp voice with a hint of resentment and white ice cream on the corner of her mouth.
"Not now, he went to play with his fourth wife today."
Little Hera said nonchalantly.
"What! The life of the upper class is so extravagant and luxurious!"
The little girl was shocked and quickly took out her little notebook and started recording.
"Tell me more, what else?"
'Beep...'
A warning sound came from the tablet.
Little Hera picked up the tablet with a normal expression. Under the expectant eyes of the little girl, he said crisply again, "Not only that, there are also lovers who come from far away to come to settle accounts with him. He also saves lovers from death..."
Little Hera His finger swiped across the tablet, and the avatar dimmed.
In peace.
Three hundred and ninety-two people died, within the nine clans.
In White House, the computer screen in front of U.S. President, Sweden Prime Minister disconnected!