"After this battle, Monroe has no family with climate apart from Heathmore. You only need to ensure that the compensation is not shared with ordinary people. He will agree that you are a wise and successful leader. Not only have you saved your family, but also Monroe."

Old Heathmore burst into tears and said quietly: "I saved my family and Monroe, but I couldn't save my baby daughter..."

"Geese, goose, aren't you selling it to him? What nonsense are you talking about..."

What?

Not sold?

Wouldn't Mom get into a fucking deal with Fak?!

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I thought this would be a long battle, but I thought that it would take only ten days to make a full blown battle. Monroe became the occupied area, the familiar person, and the familiar taste. Monroe civilians expressed their emotional stability. After all, for ordinary people, moving from slavery to the investment of the Communist Party can be considered an improvement in any case. It is not their land that cuts the land, nor their money that pays compensation. They can also happily watch the big family that is arrogant and prosperous above their heads being hung with street lights, so they naturally welcome the king's army.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! That's right, it's the welcome of the King.

If you don't believe it, ask who doesn't know that the one who presses the whole Monroe to the ground is our favorite person under the crown of Hesmore Anl. The rich water does not flow to the outsiders' fields, and it is not cheap.

Maybe it was because of the extraordinary brain circuits of foreigners and the admiration of personal heroism. There were even people who beat gongs and drums on the streets to put garlands on the Gemini tyrants all over the world. Lao Wang, who was thinking about what posture to use to bully men and women, was stunned and short-circuited.

Li Cang simply did not show up. He brought the magician to a Bodhisattva who cherishes moths, gauze, and lights to sweep the floor and is afraid of hurting the lives of ants. He could not stand this kind of joy, so he ran out to dig the island chain of Fusheng, and moved most of the prisoners who were sent in by him and cried bitterly. It would be better to let us bury it here directly. It would be more comfortable than torture it to death by being exhausted and starved to death. Then they watched Li Cang deliver a large number of workers to themselves. They were all blonde, blue-haired, thin skin and tender flesh. The prisoners who have never seen such good things for life couldn't help but exclaim sincerely: Brother, you are so delicious.

Well, living is actually pretty good.

The management posts in Fusheng Island Chain were even more confused and could not touch the master's pulse at all.

What's the situation? Is this? Are you afraid of violating the Geneva Convention? Is it not good to do something with that time? The base was completely shoveled and I didn't see you dig two shovels, but the opinions are naturally reserved, for fear that the string in front of me would not match them, and I was told that it was heard by the way, but now after fighting such a battle, they suddenly found that the legends did not match the facts - TNND legends are all mysterious. What do you mean by being so conservative?

Li Cang put the Fusheng Island chain like dumplings, wrote calculations in the small notebook, tore off a page and issued a bill in two copies and handed it to the opposite side: "Let Zhao Yang use this to reconcile it with me. I remember to count it, don't think about the last time, well, it's better to come back, in any case, don't fool me, a group of Lao Deng who is not very good at taking good care of him, specializing in honest people!"

He left cursingly and left.
Chapter completed!