The addition of Troy brought about a dramatic change in the division of power within the hall.
At the beginning, Ross steward won the battle, but now, I don't know who will kill the deer.
In the main hall, except for the wails of a few action department hybrids on the ground when they were burned by Thunder, everyone's nerves were tensed to the extreme.
Both sides are strictly trained and capable of killing machines, and no one knows what the outcome of the war will be, but with so many perverted guys crowded here, once the conflict arises, the Temple of Light will definitely not be able to be saved.
A crisp musical bell suddenly echoed in the hall, a light and enthusiastic march of old friends.
Everyone quickly found the source of the sound, from Finch's expensive handmade suit pocket on the stage.
The situation in the main hall became strange with the sound of the music bell.
"I think, can you wait, I'll answer the phone first" The gray-headed Skydome Executive gently took the BlackBerry phone from his pocket with two fingers, just like cutting the red lead that can detonate when defusing a bomb, it is a very moment, and the slightest abnormal sound can cause some of the highly nervous guys in the formation of both sides to lose control.
Just start with one shot, and the rest will be out of control.
"This call is important, I have to answer it."
Ross was disappointed.
He now feels like going to a motel with his lover, riding a horse on a round bed and sprinting to a critical moment, when suddenly a KFC brother knocks on the door and says that there is a takeout to sign for.
Beads of sweat were pouring from everyone's palms, and no one spoke.
After all, the butler of Rose is a person who has seen the world, the situation is chaotic, and his temperament cannot be chaotic, he nodded elegantly, signaling that Finch could take the call.
Finch pressed the call button.
"Is it Mr.
Habs, yes, I'm Finch."
He glanced sideways at the Grand Butler of Ross beside him, "Yes, the Grand Butler of Ross is also there, we are all in the Hall of Light, you are here now, okay, I will let Troy withdraw the defense system" He put down the phone and announced loudly, "Mr.
President has arrived, just outside the door." ” The members of the Tianmu Company in the audience were not very surprised, and the members of the board of supervisors on the stage were very surprised.
The elder Habs has not managed the affairs of the church for more than a year, and since the disappearance of his precious son Charlemagne ten years ago, the elder Habs has been using his body as an excuse to travel around the world, returning to the manor once every year or two, and the name is beautiful: recuperation.
Transactional things are basically handed over to the butler of Ross, but everyone knows that the old Habs is in good health, and he always says that his heart is not good, but some people are now skiing with royalty in Switzerland, diving with Hollywood stars on the Great Barrier Reef in Australia, and wearing kimonos and singing boat pulling tunes with those geisha in Kyoto, Japan, not at all like a frail old man who has lost his beloved son.
"Troy, remove the defenses at the gates."
Finch gave the command to Troy in the air.
"Yes, Doctor."
Troy didn't make any moves, just looked in the direction of the doorway, where the laser shield disappeared in an instant, and the alloy plate that lay outside the door retreated back into the wall.
The door creaked and slowly opened.
The evening sun shone into the Hall of Light, and a tall and thin figure stepped onto the marble corridor in the blinding light, walking in the direction of the main hall.
According to the available information, the last time the old Habs came to the Sky was within three months of Charlemagne's death, and the Ross butler was taking the members of the Board of Supervisors to conduct an internal investigation in the Sky because of Charlemagne's disappearance.
History, always so similar.
Grand Butler Rose had a very bad premonition, his face began to turn cold, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth jumped imperceptibly.
When the elder outside the door walked into the main hall, all the young half-breeds couldn't help but be a little disappointed when they saw his face.
Originally, I thought that as the supreme leader of the Presbyterian Church of Moriah, the imaginary president should be like a lion king, even if he is old, he still does not lose his majesty, and he should be like those heroes sung in the mouth of the Nordic troubadours, tall and imposing, and a look can scare the enemy into peeing his pants, making people see the kind of kingly style like kneeling down and proclaiming his ministers.
However, the elder who is standing in front of everyone now, the eight poles have nothing to do with the heroes in their impressions.
He wore a single-breasted purple suit with a shiny fabric that seemed to be embellished with gold thread and other materials, completely different from the handmade wool outfit on Finch's body.
From the open collar, you can see that this guy is not wearing a tie, let alone a bow tie, a colorful floral shirt with an exaggerated pointed collar on the collar of a suit, plus a thick and weirdly styled white gold necklace around his neck, and a pair of exaggerated crocodile leather shoes with a brass toe toe on the toe.
Coupled with a pair of Italian ka1ika1i suerct-level custom sunglasses on the bridge of the nose, and many of the die-hard sunglasses of this sunglasses are young people who pursue the trend, because ka1ika1i caricari design will have a strong sense of avant-garde artistic freedom, integrated into the design of each product, giving each product a free and wild soul.
Well, wild souls, that's a good match for the Elder Grower.
This is simply an old Hollywood slippery head image with a greasy face.
Grand Butler Ross couldn't help frowning, he hadn't seen Lord Habs for a year, but he appeared in front of these half-breed young people in the Tianmu Company with this appearance, and the tall and serious image established by the Council of Elders suddenly collapsed.
This dress is a disaster, and his arrival is also a disaster, Luo Sijian couldn't help but think.
"Ah Li" Elder appeared Gege standing in the middle of the chair, rushed over and opened his arms, "Come, I haven't seen you for many years, let Uncle hug me." ” Gege's cheeks flushed, and of course she knew the style of the old Habs president, who had lived at Habs Manor for a time as a child.
But now that I've grown up, and I haven't seen him for several years, I didn't expect the old man to be so enthusiastic.
The old man came to a Greek-style veneer salute, pecked Gege on the cheek, patted her face, and said with anticipation: "If you have time, you want to contact me more, I have been in poor health in the past few years, you should come to see Uncle more and accompany me" Gege had no choice but to nod vigorously, embarrassed.
Old Habs finally let go of Gege and walked to the podium, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the demon hunters in the first row, and with a smile on his face, he opened his arms to meet him.
Neo hurriedly stepped forward and opened his arms, wanting to have a manly hug with his grandfather.
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Old Habs made a beautiful sliding step, flashed past Neo, who was walking in front, and pounced on Michelle behind him.
"My dear Michelle" The old guy was full of youth, and with an extremely obscene smile, he hugged Michelle in his arms, and then stabbed Michelle on the left and right cheeks like a chicken pecking rice.
"Grow up."
"Don't call me an adult, just call me Uncle Habs."
The old guy looked emotional, his eyes kept sweeping over Michelle, and finally fell on his chest, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, you have grown up again, you have really grown up a lot" Neo stayed in place like a sculpture, looking at his strange grandfather in a daze, his head full of black lines
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