Chapter 1207: Self-report

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"Adult!" I don't know how long it took, the eyes of the lost Testrozzo eyes were slightly trembled, and the eyes were filled with the light of wisdom. Then they bowed and then bowed to Ito. Shouted.
"Well." Ito Cheng nodded in no way, and responded lightly, then began to order "introducing your origins and the situation in the Masonic."
"Yes, adults." Tetrosso said with a compliment.
"Back to the grown-up, I was born in Chile in South America. I used to live in a calm and peaceful life like ordinary people. But all this changed at the age of twenty. I lost my parents that year. In my feeling that the world is full of dark colors, all the misfortunes are shrouded in me, and when I am not ready to commit suicide, I met my master, Stilaya!
Tetoso’s face showed a cherished look. Whispered.
"My master, Stilaya, was born in the secrets of South America. She is proficient in soul science and specializes in sorcererism. Secondly, she is good at using black witches. Although she is not the highest level in secret education, she is also in the middle. Upper position."
"It’s just not good. When I was thirty-five years old, when the secret education and another organization in South America were in conflict, they were killed by the other side. At the same time, I was seriously injured. Although I finally escaped the other person’s pursuit, It’s almost at the point where the oil is running out, and it’s at this time. I met the guide who led me into the Masonic – Turaso.
"With his help, my injury was cured, and then, with gratitude and nowhere, I added the Masonic South American headquarters, and Turaso teamed up to implement the various gatekeepers. The task, in this way, in the past 20 years, I have risen from the lowest level goalkeeper to the primary supervisor, and then spent five years on the strength to sit on the senior supervisor, until now the position of the honorable Lord.

at this time. The face of Tetsoro in the story is full of pride.
But it really deserves his pride! After all, from a single world dedicated to external tasks. Like the gatekeeper of the horse's role, after the officer, deacon, secretary, treasurer climbed to the primary supervisor, this is the leader of the gang, but the leader is not afraid of the big battle. There is also an intrigue in the dark. The knife came to the sword. It is definitely not a word to make it clear.
"The Masonic Association is a world organization on the bright side. But in fact, there is no absolute ownership within the country. It is basically established by a country or a continent. It is only because the Masonic Association in North America is the most prosperous in modern times. Resources are also Most of them, so most organizations in other continents give face, and will listen to the command of the North American Public Franciscan to a certain extent. Of course, certain exchange of interests is also essential. But like the Chinese branch, and my original place. The South American branch does not need to do this, and what I want to do depends on the will of me and another honorary lord!" Tetrosso said proudly.
"That is to say, apart from you and the prophet, there is also a legend in China?" Ito asked with an eyebrow.
"Yes." Tetrosso's expression changed, and his face was respectful and whispered.
"There is the Lord of the Masonics?" Ito Cheng asked again.
"It's a s-level master, but he has prophet support behind him, so it also represents the will of the prophet to a certain extent. In terms of management, there is no problem at all." Trosso replied.
"How many s-level masters do you have in mutual aid?" asked Ito.
"The exact number is not clear, but it should be no less than two digits. After all, in accordance with the regulations, you want to be promoted to a senior supervisor. Under the premise of sufficient merit, you must reach the s level! Of course, if there is such an alternative The speciality, and the majority of supporters among the senior supervisors, as well as the honour of the Lord, can also be promoted." Tetrosso thought and replied.
"Ten are two-digit numbers, ninety-nine are also double-digit numbers, and they are specific." Ito said with a dissatisfied voice.
"My South American Mutual will have eight s-class men, and North America will be more than I am, probably between 15 and 20 people." Tetroso sank.
"Let's talk about the secret that you came from, there are no legends, there are many s-level masters." Ito became nodded and asked again.
"The secret education I was born in was very heavy in the last battle. Even if I occasionally took the relief resources of the Freemasonry, I didn't see any improvement, plus the monster before the chao, although because of the inheritance of the teachings, the relationship between the gods There is a lot of improvement, but there are not many casualties, so there are s-class masters, but the number of five or six, even if there is some concealment, there will never be more than ten, as for the legend..."Trotso The bitter smile said, "Not everyone is as talented as an adult."
"That is to say no flaws." Ito Cheng secretly relieved his heart.
"Yes." Tetrosos sighed.
"Okay, let's go to rest." Ito became a little whispered, and then he thought about it and threw Trotoso back into the desolate area of ​​the northern part of the Rubik's Cube.
"After returning to the main world, let Tetroso send a message to his men and his sects. If you want to come, you can solve the threat caused by the captives. As for the possible actions of the North American Freemasonry... ...just beware of the next prophet."
Thinking of this, Ito’s figure flashed and appeared in the headquarters of the Space and Time Administration of the engulfed magical girl, Naiye World. The three knights of Doretta, Nonit and Monica were summoned to his exclusive through intra-communication. Inside the office.
"Your Majesty!" After a while, the Doretta, who was dressed in an armor, entered the office and shouted on one knee.
"The notice goes on, all knightmare troops will enter standby mode from now on." Ito Cheng whispered.
"Yes!" Doretta three men in unison.
"Go down."
"Yes."
Doretta, Nonit, and Monica stood up and turned away from the exclusive office of Ito.
Then, the figure of Ito’s figure flashed again, disappeared from the office, appeared in the room of Malang, and walked gently to the back of the horse, and reached out and put her into her arms.
"Yeah~" The shocked Malang subconsciously gave an exclamation.
"Every time, this will be scared out of your troubles sooner or later." The horse, who relied on the back of Ito’s chest, said that he was not angry.
"I am not afraid, there is me, what can be cured for you." Ito Cheng is very unscrupulous laughter.
"How do you think of this busy man to come to me today?" said Ma Yin in a vague tone.
"Of course, it’s time to see you." Ito’s ignorance turned around and kissed Ma’s cheek.
"Ghosts believe you guys." Malang turned a blind eye.
"Hey, dare not believe me, see how I can teach you!" Ito Cheng snorted and leaned over to stretch his arms and squatted on the knees of Malang. When he got up straight, he hugged her in the arms and strode to the bedroom. Going over.
"Hey, you bastard, let me go." Apparently guessing what happened next, Ma's face was red, and the tone was quick but not much arrogant.
"Let me tell you who is the head of the family." Ito, who had already entered the bedroom, threw his hands and threw it into the soft bed next to him, then leaned over On the body of Malang, her hands clasped her hands and wrists, so she said evilly.
Then I thought about it and used the momentary movement to transfer all the clothes on the two people to the chair on the side. Then bowed his head and kissed Martell's lips.
"Meeting ~" immediately slammed into the throat of the attack. It was only very soon, and the hands of the 重新 的 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi zi
"You, still so sensitive." After a while, Ian felt strangely laughing at the Malang.
Malang heard a red face and Zhang mouth bitten on the shoulder of Ito.
"Hey~ It’s so good!" Ito’s expression was exaggerated. Then he said with a bad voice, "See how I teach you!"
After that, he reached out and lifted the smooth and delicate legs and lifted it up. Then he pushed the biological warship carrying thousands of soldiers and rushed into the magical cave that exuded the strong temptation.
"Meeting ~" in the heart feels a sense of satisfaction, Malang's head is slightly raised, and the expression of enjoyment makes a low-pitched voice.
Subsequently, Ito Shun directed the biological warship to launch a wave of adventure sprints on the magic cave... soon, a whistling sound, full of joyful screams began to reverberate in the room, and at the same time The yin` 靡 混杂 mixed with the fragrant and sweaty smell of the Malang is also diffused in the room.
"Ah~" Just don't know how long it has passed, accompanied by a repressed and high-pitched long scream, and the hands and fingers are caught on the back of Ito, and the whole person is wrapped around the Ito-Cheng as the four-clawed octopus. The body of the horse was lying on the bed with a sour stall. The closed eyes with a blushing face enjoyed the aftermath of the aftermath, and the chest was rhythmically undulating.
"Now I know who is the head of the family." Ito, who was still pressing on the horse, was playing with the chest of the horse, and asked with a smirk.
The all-powerless retorted Malang was lazy and white-eyed. Ito was very disdainful to his inquiry.

Hey!
Ito’s whispered, once again urging a biological warship that was still in the magic cave.
"It's hello." Malang whispered softly without gas.
"Know it." Ito Cheng squeezed the particles in front of Ma's chest with a little force.
Then she was not disturbing Malang's rest, lying sideways to her side, stretching her arms and holding her into her arms, so she took her to rest. (To be continued...