Is the Evil God Me?

"No one likes war, no one likes death."

A team of five hundred people, singing military songs and shouting long live the king, went to a high place.

Under the bombardment of the iron rain, less than 50 people were left with injuries in less than two hours.

"Everyone, open your eyes and see. The blood of a whole generation of men in mainland China is almost drained. Wives, mothers, and children are all looking forward to the return of their relatives."

There are too many of the men that cannot be returned completely, only a box of ashes or a medal.

The trauma that soldiers suffer on the battlefield is likely to accompany them for a lifetime. Watching comrades who lived and died together, turned into stumps and broken arms in the fire, turned into tattered blood bags in the rain of bullets, when a war has turned into a fight with human lives, the soldiers will ask themselves why they are fighting. ?

Punish injustice.

This reason for starting the war has reached its limit. If it is forced by military law, the officers will have to guard against a black gun.

Ziegler witnessed all of this with her own eyes, and realized that she would go back to the [Steam City] to call for a run, which was far more helpful to those soldiers in pain than staying on the battlefield. The honey-haired doctor stood on the podium, clenched his fists and waved, emitting the voice of the people of this era.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

The next moment, the tidy voice was like a giant wave roaring to meet Ziegler's slogan.

"End this war! Welcome peace!" The sound seemed to be about to overturn the dome of the venue. People who were also tormented by the war and hit by the sluggish economy finally found a way to solve their misery, sending out a deafening collective voice. roar.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

Bill clenched his fists along with him, and the guard members of [Lamp Holder] also shouted in desperation at this moment.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

Emister also joined in the fun. She took Lynn's hand and smiled like a little girl with bright eyes. "Come on, Lynn, shout with me."

In this situation, of course, Lynn chose not to be maverick, but also threw himself into the shouting of slogans, but under the shouting of his slogans, he always seemed to be a little tired.

The World Expo venue was boiling, and those standing outside who could not enter also shouted and roared. The overwhelming slogan was the strongest voice in this era, and it came from the most sincere wishes of the people.

On the podium, Ziegler's eyes flushed with excitement, and clear tears streamed down her cheeks. His expression is sacred and moving, that is the happiness of a person who finally finds a direction for his life, and struggles for it and bears fruit. Lynn noticed this happiness and was filled with emotion.

The speech at the Peace Conference, Dr. Ziegler gave a perfect start.

The next step is to respond to the reporters' questions, and then take advantage of the situation to make their own demands. In fact, among them, the reporters have already arranged very badly, and go through the process.

How could there be no newspapers for public opinion to build momentum?

Under the stage, Lin En was holding the countess's hand. The weak and boneless hand, Lin En said, felt excellent, even through a layer of thin silk hand socks.

The countess shouted so hard just now that she almost didn't jump out and fall.

Lynn could only hold her waist, and with the help of Emiste, she gave Lynn the weight of her body with a wink, she was clearly intentional.

"Is it very heavy?" Looking at the little gentleman who was breathing heavily, Emist narrowed his eyes narrowly.

"You're very light." Even if Lynn was kicked by a donkey in the head, it was impossible to talk to a countess about a topic that would provoke her 100%.

"Then why are you so nervous~~?" The proposition began, and this woman was never tired of flirting with Lynn.

"If I'm not careful, it will be an insult to you."

This time, Lynn didn't continue bickering. He has gradually figured out the character of the countess. At some point, a small step back, or a generous admission that she was indeed moved, made her a little better to promote each other's relationship. The countess, just likes to press him.

The effect of this was indeed good, and Amiste's eyes instantly turned into a pair of beautiful crescent moons.

The countess was not stingy, and moved a few times against Lynn's delicate body to give him greater rewards and benefits. Unwilling to be lonely, the Black Holy Grail also allows the little gentleman to enjoy what is called a king's blessing.

On Lynn's side, it was difficult to endure the grace of a beautiful woman. Most of the [lamp-holders] were distracted by watching someone's good show. When the princess had a panoramic view of everything on the podium, the questions from the reporters seemed to change.

It was Sir Wilson who took the question.

The arrogant gentleman was not as eloquent and charismatic as Ziegler, and his answers were quite satisfactory at first, but when the question became sharp, Sir Wilson answered some questions.

Lin En, who was flirted in the audience, was keenly aware of this problem. He patted Emiste on the snowy back. The countess understood that the little gentleman had business affairs and no longer deliberately twisted his body, but accompanied Lin En to observe carefully.

"When the Medical Association submitted a peace proposal, has it negotiated with the military? Will the achievements of the front-line soldiers in exchange for their lives be regarded as a bargaining chip that can be discarded for peace?"

"Peace is the peace of the entire continent. Today, the Albion people are not the only ones here. As for the question that needs to be recognized in peace, are the ambassadors of various countries willing to recognize it?"

"It is said that the Medical Association and the [Repression Bureau] have had a lot of contact~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Can you explain?"

"The Physician Association seeks peace and calls on the military to lay down their weapons and stop lawful killing. However, members of your association have recently been involved in a perverted murder case. Will this convince everyone that you desire peace, not hypocrisy? lie?"

The problems became more acute one by one, and the originally enthusiastic venue was rapidly cooling down.

These reporters obviously came prepared.

Lin En has become a lot more excited from the original lack of energy. The previous reporters' questions were obviously arranged. At first glance, it was arranged by the Medical Association itself, and there was no dry goods at all.

These are different now, and Lynn realizes that this is someone looking for trouble.

Even the case with the [Suppression Bureau] can be shaken out. If the Medical Association can't handle it well today, it will be a lot of fun. Lynn is excited because he is thinking about how to break the situation.

"It seems that something is wrong with these people." Emiste also saw that something was wrong with the reporters, and approached Lynn curiously.

"It's true."

At this moment, there was something wrong up and down the podium, and the monitors of the [Lamp Holder] were also in high spirits. Sir Wilson couldn't hold the scene, and the [psychiatrist] Logarius stood up. Lynn noticed that Logarius looked at Willy as if he were looking at a dead man.

'The strong man broke his wrist? ’

The Physician Association played 6 in this hand, Lynn praised it in his heart.

boom! ! !

The next moment, Willie's head on the podium burst open like a watermelon, and red and white splashes are everywhere. Everyone was stunned, and the late gunshots outside the venue directly plunged the situation into a collapsed scene.