Chapter 100: Who stole my big gun!


Chapter 100 Who stole my big gun!
Romania.
The setting sun and the sea of ​​flowers, the castle is still quiet, perhaps even more quiet than before - the completion of the country's formalities, inherited the castle and the family everything, the super lucky in the eyes, Oss I thought so.
The family members of the Ceausescu family, especially the younger generation, almost died, but it seems to be the secret of burial.
Without the arrival of the police, there is no inquisition of the good deeds. Everything is like a script that has already been written.
He acted as the protagonist of the script, inherited the entire Ceausescu home, and then... became a puppet named Black Retreat.
It is indeed a puppet.
Although he has a lot of freedom in life, these freedoms need to be constantly served by this mysterious retreat before they can enjoy it.
Inherited from Ceausescu home? Osmond knows that he is just a tool used by the Black Society to control the wealth of this family.
From the terrace on the upper level of the east wing of the old castle, I looked at the place in the middle of the labyrinth of the atrium flower... The old well that had everything happened, Osmond could not help but frown.
This is not the appearance of the original ancient well.
During this time, under the command of Ramias, it has become a huge box welded with a large number of steel plates - he does not know his sister, the singular twin sister, every day What is being done in the secret room under this ancient well.
Only... The devil in the strange stone whispered, and gradually became clear in his ear every day.
"Mr. Osmond, today's paper."
Knocking on the door is a tall, pale-skinned Indian woman. Sonam... A woman who represents the Black Retreat – or was appointed to assist him in dealing with the women run by Ceausescu.
It is undeniable that... When I first saw this capable Indian woman, Osmond had a feeling of heart.
"Sumna, you know my sister, Ramias is there, what are you doing?" Osmond suddenly asked - even if he inherited this huge wealth, even if the appearance looks unparalleled, However, he instinctively resisted this feeling of being manipulated.
"That should be, it is up to you to ask Miss Ramias personally." Wearing a black dress and high-heeled shoes, Sumna, who appeared as a secretary, shunned the problem lightly.
If you ask her... she will say it, she will not ask here. Osmond snorted.
To be honest, he is not willing to wear the nuns with the ones, but the body seems to be a woman with a violent beast. Even if this woman made it clear, it was only a few minutes earlier than him to come to this world.
"The file is coming, anyway, it's just a signature."
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Hey! Hey! Hey!
The stone sarcophagus is constantly shaking, and the sound is also emitted from the stone sarcophagus, as if something inside will break out at any time.
At this time, a total of seven black gods around the stone sarcophagus, holding a silver cross in their hands, kept whispering.
"Looking at the situation, it is necessary to add at least twice the manpower to suppress the left hand of the puncture."
The younger sister, Ramias, who is somewhat dignified, is using a satellite phone to communicate with the management of the retreat in a distant place.
On the other side of the phone, the male voice is calm and slow.
"Isn't it true that the Ceausescu family will successfully complete the seal every night when they inherit the alternation?"
"There may be some things that Jonathan did not reveal." Ramias frowned. "What I know here, only the ones he told my mother. When the heirs were established in the secret room." The seal will continue - even Osmond, I will let him finally come in."
"In any case, it is not possible for the left hand of the puncture to break the seal so easily. Development is now, I don't believe that with our current technology, it can't compare with the ancient seals hundreds of years ago. Ramias, you Come back first, there are new tasks for you to perform here, the seal of the castle, I will send someone to follow up."
Did not say anything, but simply slammed Ramias and then closed the newsletter, then walked out of the secret room and returned to the ground.
At this point, a helicopter landed on a distant lawn and came down with a suit man with a black suitcase. Ramias stepped forward and the man’s suitcase was opened.
It’s been rebuilt according to your requirements.

Ramias nodded and reached out and picked up the left wheel of a new ten-necked nest placed in the suitcase.
Not long ago, she lost the usual one in this place, and has not found it yet - this fact is too strange!
The nun with the gun squinted, aiming at the canopy of an oak tree in the distance with a new weapon on her hand - don't let me know who stole my big gun!
Hey -!
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Hello~!
Sneezing!
Although it was not very loud, at least Zhang Weirui, who was working hard, was slightly shocked. A small piece of mud held in his hand did not fall.
She couldn't help but look at Luo Qiu, who was sitting on the other side of the workbench, and found that he was also licking his nose.
"Have a cold?"
Luo Qiu shook his head.
If he is still sick now, then as a club's slapstick, it is too LOW. "It should be mud."
The brush constantly sweeps the dirt attached to the bones, and it is really easy for the dust to become naughty and crash into the nose. Zhang Yurui nodded and began to sweep his own piece on his head.
Because the cheekbones obviously have a long history, they become extremely fragile, and each piece needs to be very careful, so that it will not be destroyed. And this is called the professional two that will choose the next head. A student is basically a newbie, so the work is very slow.
It’s been a few days, but it’s only about half of the progress – but what exactly these bones were before they broke, it’s already observable.
"This should be... the cheekbones of women."
Zhang Yurui, who swept the bones, did not look up, only suddenly said one.
"Look at the structure of the pelvis, it should be." Luo Qiu also said a sentence.
Zhang Yurui suddenly stopped his hand and looked up again at Luo Qiu. He curiously asked: "Luo Qiu, are you not curious?"
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"In the end, Professor Qin Fang was excavated from this place. It is reasonable to say that if this kind of thing is unearthed, it is usually built in the same place, and then it is right to dig. But this is to put things, Um... packed directly back?"
"and so?"
"You are not curious?" Zhang Yurui looked at Luo Qiudao with a blank look: "This is obviously not the skeleton of the primitive people. Paleontology is more often exploring the evolution of biology? If this is just an ancient human skeleton It is reasonable to say that the professor has no reason to ship it back."
This cheekbone is naturally weird, and Luo Qiu’s heart. It is only that he does not intend to discuss or study with Zhang Yurui on this issue.
But at this time, Miss Zhang Da, who was opposite the workbench, suddenly stood up.
She was expressionless, her eyes were missing, she did not say a word, but she walked toward the door, but her hands were lightly buckled around her waist, and she walked with delicate steps, such as weak Liu Fufeng... as if she had changed herself.
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