About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

After all, at the end of the age of the gods, when the great general showed his power, all the Nordic gods pretended to be dead. Even so, Loki still gave the great general a very high evaluation.

The general was in a much happier mood when he heard that, seeing the wink from the general on the 2nd, how could he not know that the general asked him to reduce the punishment.

After hearing Loki's dozens of plans, No. 2 broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't intend to forgive her so easily.

On the other side, the clown king is also hinting at him with his eyes... to increase the punishment. It seems that his 'father' wants to form a family with others, and let a certain mascot be the new father. The clown king doesn't seem to be as tolerant as he imagined.

The general has to give face, and the clown king has to give face... This makes No. 2 a little embarrassed.

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PS: Almost 200 million words (looking at the sky...)

Chapter 619 Father and Son

Chapter 619 Father and Son

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How to punish Loki is not the key to this matter. For him, many things no longer need to be handled by himself.

Loki has dug too many holes for the evil organization and for him, and it will take more than a month or two to fill them up.

No. 2 sat quietly at the table, looking down at the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sighed helplessly.

He is now used to sitting on the top floor of the tallest building in the new city for part of every day.

Overlooking...

"I'm serious, even if you don't have acrophobia, your feet will still be soft after sitting in this position for a long time."

With a height of hundreds, or even thousands of meters, this tower-like building stands out from the crowd.

The majesty of the superior did not last long, and perhaps such a nature would never be changed in a lifetime.

The sigh was helpless. The ending of the animation last night was at a very critical position in the plot, and several seconds of the plot in the middle were deleted.

Looking at the reports on the desktop, as a symbol of force, he must show force to deter the enemy in the past few months, and at the same time decide to organize the next action.

Although under the leadership of the Black Hand Cult, a permanent truce agreement was successfully signed, No. 2 will naturally not think that nothing will happen after signing the truce agreement.

The so-called armistice agreement is only to accumulate strength for the next war.

It's a pity that No. 2 really doesn't understand this aspect. It will be two years since he joined the inner side, and he has experienced a lot in the middle. Looking back, he was just an ordinary young man.

It may be between ordinary youth and second-rate youth.

A young man who took off his clothes to prove that he was not lying, under his order, most of his memory was deleted, and the youth's ability to awaken was also stripped.

The ability to distort reality with dreams is a very dangerous ability. No. 2 didn't see the self-control of the person involved. It might be better to say that it is a bit like a peacock who is anxious to find a female to open his tail.

Although the intrusion of 200-meter-level monsters can only be regarded as a false alarm, it also reminded No. 2.

One of the common sense inside is not to be bound by the existing common sense.

I don't know how many strong people have been pitted by the goblin ruins, even the ancient dragon may be exiled outside the 'wall'.

The young man who was used as a pedal to invade his dream has obtained the power of the dream to distort reality, and the connected dream is his nightmare——

No. 2 looked down at the city again, and kept comparing it with the city in his memory, he had to let out a weary sigh.

Gone, demolished...

This made No. 2's eyes full of confusion.

It's not that he feels the need to be sensational at this time, it's just that he has lived in this city for a long time, and this city has a deeper impression on him than his ignorant childhood.

Now... it's changed beyond recognition.

No. 2's fingers rubbed the armrest of the high-end sofa, reminiscing about his lost youth. Although he is only 26 years old at best, he is still a little far from being called an uncle, and he can still be called big brother with a cheeky face...

Randomly flipping through the reports on the desktop, this is his daily job. Although an unreliable organization has provided him with a lot of reports, it is more of a heavy burden brought by two geniuses.

Hardy is building this new city like an empire, Gore Blackcaron of the Order of the Black Hand has a little comment via video chat.

Although the situation has gradually stabilized under the armistice agreement, City Z, which is the stronghold of the new organization, is likely to become the next fuse.

It's just that until then, nothing major will happen.

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"Father……"

"It's really rare for you to call me that. I thought you would call me dead sister and old man this time."

"……that."

In this not-so-luxurious office, the young man was obviously a bit restrained, and there were faint red palm marks on his face.

The middle-aged man sitting at the desk chose to ignore the palm print, but knowing his son's nature, he joked about the title this time.

In fact, when he heard the young man's name, the middle-aged man was in a trance, feeling that everything in front of him was an illusion brought to him by others, or that his son was planning to play a joke on him.

Although most of the time is full of rebellion, this son really doesn't need him to worry about, nor does he need him to carefully plan and give pocket money every month.

"What's so hard for you to say?"