If they grow up to be something special, that will be incredible!
It will inevitably become a major concern for the United States.
Looking back at other children of the same age in our country, all they do is play games and sleep in late.
Or they compare themselves to others in terms of food, clothing, luxury cars, and mansions, which is really childish.
Ghosn was furious.
Damn it, even the kids from Great Xia are a hundred times better than those from the US.
God is so unfair.
Ghosn sighed, stood up, and addressed the cold-faced superhuman above him with utmost respect.
"My Lord God, I beg you to hasten the demise of the Great Xia Dynasty and to make the rain of death fall even more fiercely."
In this way, Da Xia would be too busy to pay attention to Hong Kong Island, allowing him to take complete control of the entire island.
This was the vicious plan that Ghosn came up with.
Osloson gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, sat upright in the chair above, looked down at Ghosn, and said.
"The Great Xia are a bunch of lowly people, not worth our trouble."
"This time, the magician Merlin joined forces with several gods from the dark realms of the West to unleash a rain of death."
"In less than half a month, no... in a week, we can completely submerge Great Xia, turning it into a land of death and erasing it from the earth."
"They naively thought that setting up protective arrays would stop the rain of death. It's utterly ridiculous."
"No matter how much they jump around, they are still just a bunch of ants, destined to be conquered."
Oslosen's face was full of arrogance, and his tone was full of disdain and sarcasm.
Ghosn stood respectfully below the platform and said.
"No, my divine being, I beg you, do not destroy the Great Xia all at once."
“I want to make Great Xia a colony of our United States, and let those lowly people be our slaves for generations to come, looking up to us, like livestock, being driven by us, and serving us like cattle and horses.”
"I believe this is how we can demonstrate the greatness of the United States and the significance of its conquest."
Oslosen took a sip of red wine and readily nodded in agreement.
He didn't care at all about the lives of those lowly people.
at the same time.
Daxia Haidong.
The rain of death grew heavier and heavier, turning from a light drizzle into a torrential downpour.
Finally, it turned into a torrential downpour.
Meanwhile, an uninvited guest arrived at Ouyang Luoxue's CEO office...
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