Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

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The loud sound sounded on time, and the automatic flushing system of the Opera Garnier worked well, just like the consistent high quality of many products of V.E.

Only at this time, Felice Orsini and his companions would appreciate the products of v.e. Under the cover of the sound of flushing, he seized the time to drill holes in the pillars of the box.

Orsini is not a professional decorator, and the Gainier Opera House, which was built and put into use three years ago, has no plans for renovation, let alone this sneaky decoration method.

He is a radical royalist who is in the process of preparing for the installation of the bomb.

As an assassination tool, bombs are more powerful and successful than those currently known. But if you don't want to disturb others, it is not an easy task to make a hole in the pillar of the theater where you can put enough bombs.

At 10 o'clock every night, before the theater closes, the assassins will hide on the ceiling of the theater women's toilet. When the theater guards locked the door, the whole theater was empty. They just slipped out of the women's toilet and began to cut holes in the theater box to place the time bomb.

First, we need to select the excavated area on the Taolic pillars, use gypsum to print the grooved block pattern, and go back to make a dark door with the same tone pattern. After completion, use chisels and crank drills to make holes in the main structure of the column to make holes large and small. In order to prevent being discovered, the most thrilling excavation and drilling operations are carried out when the toilet is flushing. The working time every night is only from 11pm to 3am, less than 4 hours. Then they will cover the secret door. Disguise yourself. With a weak lighting technique, the construction waste was carefully packed and hidden in the storage room next to the toilet. When the theater began to perform at 9 am, they swaggered into the audience to watch the show. Go back to bed after the curtain call. In the afternoon, the disguised assassins touched the storage room and took the construction waste outside to throw away.

From the agreement of the royalists to the assassination plan, to today, Orsini has carried out 30 consecutive nights of operations, and the pillars of the first-class boxes have been excavated. The bomb has been made secretly, and the soundproof lining is attached, and the explosives that have not been equipped with the timing device are put into the hole. The assassins swallowed a spit, suppressed the excitement and joy, and quickly cleared the scene and left. .

Just once again, when they appear here next time. Install the timer. After a roar. Those "criminals" who blinded His Majesty the King were blown into powder. All their hard work will also really reap the rewards.

All this will never be wasted, Orsini is convinced of this.

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At a glance, only that one is so different.

Luxurious seat on the high platform. Everyone will be superior, and can show the superior and noble spirit from the root temperament, but there are very few people who match the throne underneath.

But she was sitting on the throne covered with velvet, the top of the backrest was decorated with pure gold gargoyle ghosts, and the book was "evil and evil". She tilted her feet elegantly, and her smooth and almost reflective skin changed from gorgeous and splendid. Under the purple nightgown of lewdness, the exquisite curve of the body was perfectly outlined by silk, and the looming chest gullies attracted the man's eyes. Bathed in evil thoughts and awe, the woman covered her mouth with a gorgeous ivory gold-plated folding fan, and raised her eyebrows unpleasantly.

"Oh, Lord Knight. Are you finally here? It is indeed a joy to be able to defeat the dangerous legions and kill them in front of my generation, but it is a great sin to disturb others' enjoyment."

The half-covered gorgeous face made a playful voice, which was heard by others, and it was no different from the low growl of the beast deterrence.

Put away the ivory fan, pull the chain hanging next to you, and put the slave in the collar-from the plump wife and wife, the pure otome, the nurse sister in the nurse uniform, the sister in the school uniform, the loli in a healthy swimsuit to "cute "Women's Ladies"-moaning in a trance-like expression "ahhhh..."

"What is the greatest enjoyment in this world? Gourmet? Sensual? Money? Power? Ah, these are all non-influential. The so-called extreme enjoyment is the joy brought by domination."

The smile became deeper, his eyes fixed on the knight opposite, his fingers raised, and his fingers snapped clear. A light halo lighted up in the Mana circuit. A dozen light spheres were suspended in the air. The agitated lightning arc on the surface of the light sphere covered the knight's armor with a strange blue-white color.

The attack type "Thunderball", once hit, the blood will boil and the body will carbonize and collapse. It is a technique that can only be used by the four-level magician. The five-level magician can only make 2 to 3 at most, but the woman on the throne can make more than a dozen in one breath, showing its strength.

"The dominant ones are at least pre-dinner dishes. Sure enough... Only by crushing the confidence of the strong and letting the proud knight fall under my feet can it be regarded as the main dish."

The woman uses the tip of her tongue and lips, this action makes people feel chills in the back.

The knight gritted his teeth in the face of a witch with disdain and provocation in his speech.

"Fold away your joke! Witch!"

The knight's long sword moved forward, the unyielding holy sword, pointing to the strongest witch who could be called the undead. The clear cold light shook Thunderball.

"Your tyrannical deeds have come to an end. Hurry up and release the people who are oppressed by you! Go and confess your sins to the mother goddess. Even if you confess at this time, it is still not too late!"

He confronted the witch with unrelenting momentum, but the knight was so tight that he was about to overwhelm his opponent's vision, which was covering up his inner fragility. The strong posture is to stand firm before the distortion that oppresses others.

It’s okay to say it’s embarrassing, or to say that you can’t bear to see it. The other party is the kind of witch who is powerful enough to force others to succumb. No one dares to point out that she is “you’re wrong”. Retreating in front of her can't be called weakness, blindly reckless and hard-topped, it seems stupid.

"Why do you say this again? It's too late."

The witch said quietly that there was no regret or sneer, only the victory of victory and the sorrow of a girl

"The short candlelight is about to go out. In front of the immortal my life, the so-called life is just a walking shadow. The joke described by a fool. Everything is clear when you reject me outside the door. Come, come to war !"

"You person...!"

"It's not human anymore. Or, after seeing this, can you still insist that I am human?"

Another snapped finger, the cross-shaped torture rack slowly lowered, the undressed girl was tied to the torture rack, and the terrible traces of various torture tools could be seen under the ragged clothes, biting the touch of the lower lip It is even more distressing.

"you……!!"

"The blood of the virgin is really fragrant, and the morning dew can't be compared. How? Master Qing Knight, don't you want to try the blood of chastity? Don't you want to leave a torn mark on this girl?"

Embrace the girl after the ravaged ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ frees a hand to grab her chin, forcing the tearful girl wandering face to face with the knight. Above the delicate red lips that split into a smile, the witch's pupil flashed a gloomy light, and the other hand grasped the half-naked one fiercely, and the nails pinched the pink bump. The girl suddenly raised her head, her mouth closed like a fish out of water.

"Do not……"

Resisting the shame and the violent stimulus that was about to melt into her commitment, the girl whipped her voice out of her throat. The trance moan made the knight's figure tremble, and the witch's eyes turned.

"No, no, no... I don't take such a thing!!! I can't get married in my life!!!"

The ropes that fixed the hands and feet were torn off, and the temporary actress who played the village aunt, Zhen, covered a key part of her body, and she burst into tears with tears. Behind her (he), a large amount of nosebleeds had stained the stage floor red.

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There will be one more later, so stay tuned for Zhen's shame performance, and those who have tickets please support! Thanks!

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