Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Edith Roosevelt met the mayor.

She said cautiously and cautiously: "Quiet, I don't have time to explain anything else. Just listen to me now."

Although the mayor didn't recognize her, he knew her well.

Edith Roosevelt is an old lady, but her charm is still there. The key is that she has a certain aura that is not what ordinary people should have.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his arms and chained the lightning whip. After a crackling sound, the mercenary fell to the ground.

This man was wearing a cowboy hat, his head lowered, and overalls. He didn't look very wealthy.

Finally a hero appeared to punish these villains, although she didn't know his origin.

Where did the ruthless person come from?

Frank Hogani yelled: "What are you doing standing there? Shoot me!"

Frank Hogani rolled his eyes, thinking of ways to break the situation.

The mayor is like a bullied child outside, complaining and complaining endlessly, telling how he, the mayor, has no choice but to bow to the evil forces.

But in the eyes of Frank Hogani and a group of mercenaries, it was like the aftermath of an earthquake, shocking their hearts every time and giving them indescribable pressure.

Mercenaries surged in from all directions, with loud gunshots.

He handed Wilhelmina a pistol: "It's loaded, take care of yourself, I'll open the way."

Edith Roosevelt was excited.

Edith Roosevelt rushed back to the hotel lobby before the guards arrived.

He laughed dryly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will let you return to the Netherlands safely."

"I understand, I understand."

Frank Hojani: “…”

Like a wife whose husband is about to go to war, she carefully arranges the buttons that have been unbuttoned by the heat: "You must not get hurt again."

Zhao Chuanxin: "I know, the end result is that you will be in panic all day long."

The man suddenly saw the skull mask and was startled.

The man's attention was drawn: "Are you a magic gypsy?"

He nodded and said nothing.

That lunatic is just looking at the food.

Zhao Chuanxin lightly shrugged his left shoulder. The recoil force of his exclusive large-caliber sniper rifle just now was too great, and the shock wound was aching.

The skull shape on the mask looks like a grinning god of death waiting to harvest life, making a silent mockery.

Alas, there is constant trouble.

The mayor explained the matter.

Zhao Chuanxin put on the skull mask and looked at Andrew Miller: "I don't want to spare your life so that you can be stabbed in the back at a critical moment. Do you understand?"

Smoke was everywhere.

But again, after leaving the wolf den, in front of outsiders, she was a well-educated queen, and she could no longer grab Zhao Chuanxin's ears and scream, "Let's see how the queen deals with you."

Just taller.

By chance, Edith Roosevelt, who was walking out of the hotel, saw this scene from a distance.

……

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you, where did this group of people come from?"

Wilhelmina looked at Zhao Chuanxin's back in trance: "Yes."

She asked directly: "Benjamin, who is your master?"

For the time being, they are just responsible for keeping people from the town out, which is easy.

A low-level coolie, no one took him seriously.

She decided to go out for a walk and couldn't sit still and wait for death.

He blocked the hole in the mask with his arm and walked forward slowly.

It was Edith Roosevelt's turn to be shocked when she heard the words "Rockefeller."

Instead, he opened fire. Any mercenary who poked his head in would die. His marksmanship was like a god.

A mercenary raised his gun to the sky and stood up slowly: "Sir, I surrender."

At least Louis Verweide was crazy enough to not offend Rockefeller.

However, she was stunned in an instant.

After all, Ronaldo is the big boss in the United States.

Frank Hojani: “…”

This is because Louis Verweide did not escape.

Is this person his master?

Her eyes widened, not knowing why.

Is this some kind of weapon?

Suddenly, a person came from a distance.

I can only place my hope on finding my place afterwards.

The remaining people were horrified and hurriedly pulled the bolt of their guns.

Seeing that Edith Roosevelt was helpless and turned around to leave, the mayor was dumbfounded.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and left.

Hearing him carry out Rockefeller, many mercenaries dared not speak out.

Wilhelmina saw him lighting up his cigar again.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Why are you dancing when you are fighting a good fight?

A mercenary said: "Mr. Khogani, look, he is dancing."

Edith Roosevelt decided to retract her previous opinion. This child was not worthy of being compared with those ancient heroes.

Then look at Zhao Chuanxin's palms with lightning splashing out.

The rest of the people looked at Frank Hogani's face and changed his face.

He saw the houses in the town. Some townspeople who were not afraid of death opened the curtains and looked out curiously.

"Are you afraid that Louis Verweide has gone crazy and started to deal with his own people?"

An unknown number of bullets hit him, but he was unhurt.

He couldn't help but be curious: "Excuse me, are you really the Queen of the Netherlands?"

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Hearing Frank Hogani's voice, he ignored it and practiced the healing part of the balancing technique on the spot.

Edith Roosevelt was stunned.

What sense of honor can a mercenary have? If you have money, earn it; if you don't, run away. It's a matter of course.

Getting closer, everyone could see bullet holes in each other's clothes, and the bullet holes were still smoking.

Edith Roosevelt took cover and hid, brave enough to look around.

The rest were frightened and began to retreat.

"What do they want to do?"

The mayor did not doubt his presence and was shocked: "Madam, why did you come to Kurdex?"

Edith Roosevelt clenched her fists.

Are you fucking kidding me?

He was now convinced that this man was a madman even crazier than Louis Verweide.

Andrew Miller thought, the Queen of the Netherlands should have a royal husband.

Benjamin Goldberg instinctively replied: "My master is nobody. He is ordinary, from an ordinary family, has never touched money, has face blindness, and only sets small goals when doing things..."

Isn't this a fool?

"No, sir, Colonel Wellweed is not as formidable as this man."

Wilhelmina, who should have been happy when she heard about her "return to the Netherlands", pouted instead.

The mercenary glanced at him, turned around and ran away.

The mercenary fell in a pool of blood.

The mayor said bitterly: "Who else could it be? A lackey of Standard Oil, headed by Frank Hogani, the security officer of the Rockefeller Foundation."

Frank Hogani was even more angry: "Damn it Louis, where did he die?"

Many people will never forget the scene before them.