Chapter 864: : Sir, you are suffering!

"I will break through you, I will break through you!" Jessefa waved at his assistants and quickly fled with various equipment.
In the heavy rain, there were only Zhuang not far, three hammermen, and tents and sundries on the ground.
"Where did I offend this buddy?" Zhuang not far shook his head, subconsciously pulled out a few cards, and took a picture of Jessefa's back.
Then he stunned.
Zhuang not far only instinctively felt that this person seemed not simple, so try to see if he can be accepted.
After all, Zhuang not far does need a magic stick consultant.
Whoever thought it was just the first card, the back turned green.
This card is called "History Officer".
Zhuang not far thought that the identity of the historian was like a secretary, a clerk, and a stenographer, and it was good to write down everything.
Just finding a college graduate will do the job.
Whoever thought of this identity seemed harder to find than the "generation master", and Zhuang not far found many people who did not have the required skills.
However, it is also a red-purple line of rebellion. This person seems to have a strong resistance to him!
"Where did I offend him?" Zhuang Buyuan looked at the three Hammers behind him.
The Hammer squatted there, looking blank.
Jessefa ran in the rain with his assistants and various expensive instruments.
Running and running, I suddenly felt a light on my head and the rain stopped.
They turned back and saw the rain, like a wall, standing behind them.
From hundreds of high altitudes, it descended endlessly, but turned into a brushed line behind him, as if someone had cut off the extra rain with a knife.
This is not scientific.
All believers faced this rain wall, praying tremblingly.
too terrifying!
What did they just hear?
They heard the prophet's order, they heard the wrath of God!
Gosh, it's terrible!
God wants to punish the world!
Even journalists who are not believers are shivering at this moment. This is an evil thing!
Too evil!
There are evil gates everywhere!
When he saw Yeshefa, he rushed forward and asked Yeshefa, "Professor Yeshefa, didn't you say this prophet was a liar?"
"I will definitely break through him!"
"But what he said is true! Is there anything else to explain besides miracles?"
Yeshefa didn't want to talk, could you please do not humiliate!
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Zhuang not far away: Who am I hitting?
Fortunately, the reporter did not continue to dig deeper, but changed the topic:
"Professor Jessefa, what do you think of the land that disappeared in the legend?"
Asked this question, Jessefa calmed down again, he already thought about it.
"In fact, there is a record of a large piece of land in history, even an inexplicable disappearance of a city." Jesse said, "In this case, the most likely is geological changes, the plates are squeezed, and the ground is directly buried underground It is impossible for human beings to easily wipe off the earth from the earth anyway. It is likely that he discovered the geological changes here, and then pretended to be a ghost ... "
Before he said anything, he saw the reporter's eyes straight again.
He turned away suddenly and saw the weird and magnificent scene behind him.
The heavy rain connected the sky and the ground, like a rain wall, and at this moment, the rain wall was falling inward.
It seemed that the pouring rain was not real, but was drawn on a piece of paper, and now there was a huge force to fold that piece of paper.
Shrouded by rain, there is an abandoned town, a large number of tents, and traces of human activity.
But now, everything is gone.
It's as if someone cut that space away like a cake, and then aligned the rest of the cake together.
The people who had escaped in panic just now were scattered around, but at this time they were gathered by an invisible force and gathered together, looking at each other.
"No ... it's impossible ... this must be a blind-eye method, it must have been some means used before ..." Jessefa couldn't believe it.
But what else can explain all this, other than miracles?
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Just then, a believer exclaimed, "No ... rain, it's raining again!"
Jessefa looked up and looked at the rain wall that started to spread from the inside to the outside, and suddenly felt weak all over.
Is this really a prophet?
If not a prophet, what could it be?
But why does he always feel so strange?
His professionalism told him that there was something tricky in it.
The problem is, he can't find it.
The rain wall spread out inch by inch. He knew that by this time tomorrow, the area covered by the rain would be "taken back" again.
At this rate, it is estimated that the entire Galan Heights can be swallowed in three or four days.
How long will it take to bring the seawater to Galan Heights?
Such a huge project, at least in years, one year later ... I am afraid that the entire Liumangzhou has long disappeared.
Their people, who have been away from the country for too long, have not lost their territories, and they will not understand the fear of disappearing every inch of this territory.
Faced with this irresistible force, let alone the devout believer, even his students who are not very religious are crying.
Lost land, lost home, lost glory, expelled, slaughtered ...
This fear is so deep into the bone marrow that it is more terrible than death and pain.
At that moment, a voice was snarling in Jessefa's heart.
Damn, what is this prophet!
This is simply a terrorist!
Now how to do?
Which construction company in the world can complete this project before we are swallowed up by this terrorist?
Have it? Which one?
...
In the hotel, Xu Nianwu frowned, looking at the information.
Today is a rest day, and all government departments are not working. He has hardly left the house.
It seems that there is no way out.
Just then, he suddenly heard a knock at the door.
"Is Mr. Xu in?"
Xu Nianwu opened the door and saw dozens of men and women in suits and leather standing there, with a restless smile on his face: "Excuse me ... Are you Mr. Xu of the State Construction Group?"
"I am ... are you?"
"This is our Prime Minister ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Before Xu Nianwu had time to respond, Mr. Prime Minister rushed forward and took hold of his hand:" Sir, you are suffering! "
what? What's the trick?
...
Outside Yancheng, Lao Feng watched the news expressionlessly.
"International News, Liumangzhou and Shuangxingzhou have just announced that the Fei Death Canal project will be started from now on. Xu Nianwu, general manager of the state-owned company State Construction Group attended the signing ceremony ...
Feng suddenly took out his pen, found a newspaper, and wrote.
Aunt Li took a look and suddenly smiled, "Well, are you starting to practice autographing?"
I saw on the paper that ...
Zhuang Liangzhou.