Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1491: God’s will

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"Identification and recognition between people is determined by face and skin color at first glance. When life is good, you are definitely willing to open the door to make friends with any race. But when life is difficult, you can only Choose to keep warm with the same clan. Unfortunately, life is getting harder now. "

The above is the last sentence that Bishop Pontiere said when he left News One. This sentence is simply ‘tears of men and women’, which is thought-provoking. Many French people do not feel that their lives are difficult, but many people have already felt the winter is coming.

The old bishop put the reality of brutal in front of the people, although it is not so easy to accept, but no one in the whole country feels that this is wrong. Instead, everyone lamented that the old bishop Gao Fengliang Festival, for the country for the people regardless of the reputation of gains and losses, dare to tell the truth.

And when the shackles of political correctness were smashed by the old bishop, a national topic related to the country, nation, and religion spread rapidly.

This kind of topic was completely banned in the past, and now the eager discussion of the whole people is a huge piece of news, because discussing this kind of topic has a feeling of breaking taboos and is a vent to dissatisfaction with society.

The old bishop returned to his church, and the media could not block President Martha, so they could only block another culprit that created this topic. Uncle Zhou had n’t walked out of the TV station building, and ‘News One’ hurriedly wanted to give him an exclusive interview immediately.

Go away, uncle is free!

The flame is on, and the topic is already hot. At this time, you should protect yourself, and it is better to say less. Otherwise, there are too many mistakes, and you may be ignited when you do. Zhou Qingfeng wanted to go back to the hotel directly, but the hotel told him-we also have a lot of reporters who are going to block you!

After making a few calls, Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a while sitting in the ordinary sign 308. The French girl named Ai Jielin pointed at him from the position of the co-pilot and asked with a complicated thought: "Where are you going next?"

"Nowhere to go." Zhou Qingfeng replied casually. His current location is the underground garage of the TV station. After a moment of contemplation, he turned his head to look at the car, followed by the people and cars Guoan sent to protect him.

Call the phone again, Zhou Qingfeng tells Guoan ’s people not to follow him, even if they want to keep a distance. He asked Ai Jielin again, "Can you help me find a place to live? Be remote. I don't want anyone to disturb. Of course, you can tell your colleagues where you are, lest they worry."

"Oh ...?" Ai Jielin stretched her tone, and the whole expression of this French little woman suddenly became extremely charming. "I have a small villa on the outskirts of the resort, which is very remote and absolutely undisturbed. I even didn't bother I can go with you, but you have to answer me a question. "

The woman suddenly became enthusiastic.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Ai Jielin, and reached out without any warning, touching the French girl. This French girl has a lot of petite flesh, the drum's drum, the convex convex. The Zhou Qingfeng's attack made her scream and scream again and again, even swearing and fighting.

But after entangled for more than ten seconds, the Zhou Qingfeng took out a working mini walkie-talkie from the chest of Ms. Ai Jielin ’s small suit, and drew a locator under her hair. In addition, the woman's cell phone is still recording, and there is a shocker hidden in Kun Bao.

"You have a lot of stuff." Zhou Qingfeng also found several sets and ricochets when searching for Kun bags. Wait ... the bouncer only has a wireless remote control, where is the other half? Without thinking about it, he pressed the switch of the remote control and directly increased the gear to the maximum vibration mode.

Ai Jielin immediately clamped her legs, screamed and shivered, and rushed to grab the remote control back and immediately turned off.

Ha Ha Ha ..., Zhou Qingfeng laughed, "Your women can really play."

Uncle Zhou turned off the recording of his mobile phone, the intercom was shattered and thrown out of the car window, and the locator was kept. In a short while, several "News One" staff members hurriedly ran over to knock on the car window and asked "Lin Sen" to stop the aggression immediately.

"Enough is enough, let me go!" The window lowered and Zhou Qingfeng did not speak. Instead, Ai Jielin resented the running staff like an angry female cat. "I'm okay, I will disappear immediately, no longer have to follow me."

The staff of "News One" looked at each other, but could only leave quickly. Ai Jielin, who was just charming, took a few deep breaths, and then took out her makeup mirror to organize her makeup. A moment of gaffe failed to affect her, and the French girl quickly regained her everyday elegance.

"I misjudged your identity." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the staff who had fled in embarrassment. "I thought you were an intern or something."

Ai Jielin plucked her hair without explaining her identity. She asked in a cold tone: "Okay, there is no monitoring, no recording, only you and me. Let's be honest. Tell me, how do you accomplish the magical reversal on the show tonight?"

"Magic?"

"Of course it ’s magical. I ’m already busy in the background preparing to write a eulogy for you, I just want to see how you are done. But Bishop Pontier actually stood by your side? This is not normal. Others may feel old The bishop is shouting for the country, but I do n’t think so. "

"Ai Jielin, you should be the old bishop who ignores the country's life and death, and only cares about the high-level elite." Zhou Qingfeng seems to be smiling, "Do you have a sense of frustration being overthrown at your own home? It ’s true that the world is wrong. ”

Ai Jielin kept her eyes cold, and the little woman was angry. Although she didn't open her teeth, she could see that she was very upset.

"Magic?" Zhou Qingfeng loosened the collar button of the shirt in the suit. With a sigh of relief, he sneered, "What looks amazing to you is actually already determined."

"I have seen more cunning and hypocrisy of the upper class. I guess you and the Bishop Pontier must have a communication in advance. It is only determined this morning that you can participate in the show. How can you smooth out the old bishop so quickly?" Ai Jielin is most puzzled by this, "Bishop Pontiere is a very stubborn person."

"Perhaps you can think that Bishop Pontiere is on my side for the future of France." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged. "Or I called the bishop, and quickly reached a consensus."

Ai Jielin seemed to realize something, and she frowned slightly.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly had a bad taste, and wanted to see what it would be like to smash an elite's spiritual defenses completely. So he opened the answer.

"You know that Catholic priests always have special hobbies, such as stories that must be told between the name of God and some little boys. And I just got some evidence in this regard, so the old bishop and I immediately Became good friends. "

Ah ..., Jiejie Lin didn't want to believe for a few seconds, followed by screaming frantically, her hands and feet danced loudly and cursed: "This is disgusting. I always thought that Pontier would be a Exception, I have admired him once. Hell, it's disgusting! "

"Faith is broken, isn't it?" Zhou Qingfeng jokingly said: "How can a priest play a little boy be disgusting? That is tradition, purification, and God's will!"