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Immortal Master Chapter 52 The City of God

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    Thanks to the Imperial Rangers, Kadobo, and the Battle of Heavenly Dragons. The truth is what brother¡¯s reward "We are all gods who woke up from a deep sleep in the cracks of time and space. This world is no longer our world. We want to  Hide more carefully, don't let anyone discover our traces again" As the words fell, the entire Garden of the Gods continued to shake slightly.  Disappeared on the spot, hiding without a trace.  The familiar American style comes to mind, and there are dense tropical rainforests everywhere.  Wen Fei had a strong feeling in this kind of place.  That is the vitality between heaven and earth. It is restless, too public, and seems to be too strong and overflowing wantonly.  "Prostitution", this word means excessive in ancient times.  The rain is falling, the worship is obscene.  But in this place, the kind of vitality is too obscene and overflowing.  So that all living things and animals are growing and growing impatiently.  Then at the same speed, the body will age.  ??Dark green and light green, with different green components, form an extremely complex world, densely covering all directions, stacked up to form the deepest landscape in the field of vision.  If you can walk closer, you will find that in the shadows of black tree trunks far and near, light shines through the gaps between the occasional leaves, dyeing the surrounding area fresh green, and also highlighting the almost ink-like color of the rest of the place.  black.  The dust rises and falls under the occasional light, and the light spots fall on the knotted tree roots and under the tree roots. Large and small rivers and pools meander on the ground, running through the entire green world.  Except for green, almost no other colors are allowed to exist!  This time, they settled in a famous tourist city by the sea, which was much better than the base hidden deep in the jungle where they were last time.  But far away, Heavenly Master Wen Da had already seen the statue of the god on the top of a mountain in the distance.  The freighter docked at the dock, and Master Wen and his men quietly disembarked from the ship.  No one even pays attention to any ocean-going ship as soon as it docks.  All okay sailors.  They can't wait to get off the boat and don't even want to stay on the boat for one more second.  As soon as they got off the boat, a few sneaky guys intercepted Wen Fei and his group: "Hey, this job looks strange. How about it? Do you have anything with you? I can give you a fair price."  ." Celestial Master Wen was a little confused, but luckily Quinn stood up.  He said fiercely: "Boy, do you even dare to steal Old Jack's business?" "Old Jack?" The faces of several people changed a little, and they didn't have time to say anything more.  Among the several cars on the street that had been parked for a long time, there were a few guys in colorful shorts and slippers walking over.  In fact, it was the one who stopped Wen Fei and his party.  They are all dressed up similarly.  It suddenly reminds people that this is a tropical seaside city.  You can see stretches of beautiful beaches almost without leaving the pier.  When the people in the car came over, the guys who stopped Wen Fei and his group were obviously gangsters, and they were completely panicked.  Until an old man wearing a straw hat came over, the gangsters simply knelt on the ground with a thud, and shouted in panic: "I'm sorry. Old Jack, we didn't know this was your guest!"  Old Jack doesn't look very old, but he is thin and even has a slight hunchback.  If it weren't for the panic and fear these gangsters showed, I'm afraid no one would have thought that such a guy would have such a "prestige".  "Even God will forgive the mistakes made by ignorant people." Old Jack said with a smile.  A few gangsters were granted amnesty.  He stood up, nodded and bowed repeatedly, and said, "Thank you so much, Old Jack" "No need to thank me, I'm not God!" Old Jack said.  The men behind him had already revealed the black muzzles of their guns. After a few gunshots, these gangsters had turned into corpses.  Wen Fei looked around.  Some frowned.  This is not some remote place.  But it was not far from the dock area, and there were even pedestrians passing by on the road.  ¡°However, guys like Old Jack killed people directly as soon as they disagreed.  And judging from their performance.  This doesn't seem to be the first time they've done this.  "Welcome, our church members!" After dealing with several gangsters, Old Jack opened his arms, revealing a tattoo branded on his chest.  This tattoo is something that Master Wen is extremely familiar with.  It turns out to be the word "Ìì", the word "Ìì" in oracle bone inscriptions.  "Hey, old Jack, I didn't expect you to become our church member." Quinn was a little surprised.  His eyes flickered a little, and he didn't know how to communicate with old Jack.?Shao Wenfei.  He didn't know if Wen Fei was willing to reveal his identity.  Wen Fei took a step forward and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Wen Fei." Old Jack immediately knelt down devoutly and kissed Heavenly Master Wen Da's shoes: "Welcome, great prophet. My Lord is here  A walker on the ground!" Wen Fei casually shed a little light and said, "The true God is with you." This light fell on Old Jack.  Suddenly, a faint halo of light appeared around Old Jack, and it took a long time to dissipate.  "Huh?" Even Wen Fei was a little surprised and looked at Old Jack in surprise.  Old Jack naturally felt the changes in himself. He felt the power of the true God, so close to him.  It was even closer than when Apostle Dangeqili personally baptized him.  It is an extremely powerful force, just like the sun hanging high in the sky.  Even the black energy lingering around his body that he had just killed dissipated.  Old Jack possessed him again and kissed the upper part of Heavenly Master Wen Da: "Great prophet, you are greater than the legend. I hope you can spread the glory of our Lord to our suffering lamb." Wen Fei asked  He said: "You have Indian blood? Stand up." "Yes, Prophet!" Old Jack stood up respectfully and replied: "My grandma has Indian blood. I always thought that  Proud. Although I can no longer speak a word of Indian!" "Prophet," Quinn quickly changed his words: "Old Jack is a very influential figure in the slums." "A gangster and a drug dealer.  !" Old Jack said mockingly: "It's nothing, those damn rich people won't leave us a way to survive. We have to fight for it ourselves!" Wen Fei was noncommittal, and Quinn said: "Let's go, the prophet contacted us for ten years.  I'm a little tired after a few hours." Old Jack asked: "Is the prophet going to the hotel or our parish?" Although Wen Fei came to save people, he could feel that Luo Chengyu's life was not in danger.  So there was no rush and I was about to go see the results of Tangeqili's missionary work here.  It can be said that the church¡¯s missionary work in Laomi has hit a glass ceiling.  He wanted to see how it was in South America.  Just like most of the successful templates in the world that copied Lao Mi, they ended up not being able to draw anti-dogs.  This city is also a mixture of heaven and hell.  On one side is the affluent area, which is affluent and clean, full of laughter, singing birds and fragrant flowers. On the other side is the slum where poverty makes people desperate, with sewage flowing everywhere, and evil happening every moment.  But the difference is that the layout of this city is completely different from that of ordinary cities. It is very fragmented. There is no city center. Most of the city buildings stretch along the long irregular beaches. Next to the high-rise buildings are undulating low hills.  The city is densely covered with red brick walls and short slums.  The place where heaven and hell coexist!  Often for rich people, it is paradise.  For the poor, it is hell.  Wen Fei remembered what Weber had said to him at that time, and felt more deeply.  This world has never been fair, and absolute fairness will never exist.  Many people have seen that life in some countries is very wealthy and the welfare is very good.  It¡¯s like when people see track and field stars and envy their physical fitness.  But they don¡¯t know that this is a real talent, and there is no reason to explain it.  Why are only those old powerful countries able to achieve universal prosperity and have such complete social security?  And other rising countries will fail when they copy their model?  Even if the situation is the best, it has changed like the city below, or the country next to China?  This is as ridiculous as a short, poor guy who aspires to become a track and field star.  Track and field needs talent, and the country needs foundation.  Those old countries have experienced hundreds of years of the Age of Discovery and accumulated countless huge wealth, so they have a solid foundation.  Let the people enjoy widespread prosperity.  And similarly, a country that has continued to weaken after more than a hundred years of continuous bleeding.  After self-improvement, but wanting to reach the sky in one step and catch up with others in just a few decades, enjoying this kind of life is just like an idiot's dream.  This is actually like being born in a poor family but envying the life of a rich family.  If it¡¯s just envy, it¡¯s not a big problem.  The real problem is if you are brainwashed.  I think that the reason why you, a poor family, cannot enjoy such luxury is because your family composition is different from that of other rich families As a result, it is only possible to give birth to a strange thing like the city under your feet.The fetus comes.  This city has sunshine and beaches.  It has green mountains and green waters all year round and a pleasant climate.  The geographical location is extremely advantageous, with golden beaches all over the city, green mountains stretching next to the beach, and modern high-rise buildings standing between the beach and mountains.  If you look from a distance from the statue of Jesus on the top of the Jesus Mountain, the highest landmark building in the city, the city is like a mirage floating in the blue ocean, or an ink wonderland painting.  However, such a city that can be called a paradise on earth is also a paradise for drugs and crime.
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