(The chapter number is incorrect, this chapter is 260. In addition, the theme of the main god construction flow has not changed, but the necessary preparations must be provided, please be patient!)

"...God, are these Chinese people all machines? Or they have a biochip or something in their heads, and then just click on the keyboard, they can easily control their movements. Well, it's like...Hi, Anthony, are you listening to me?"

Du Jianjun watched the grand opening ceremony of the Olympic Games broadcast on TV, with a complicated face and a flash of eyes, and he did not notice the roommate's endless comments.

This is the southern part of Spain, the Andalusia Autonomous Region, one of the hottest places in Europe, with the primitive tropical rainforest and the only desert in Europe. This is Picasso's hometown and the birthplace of the bullfighter... These are Du Jianjun's previous understanding of this place, and he has nothing but that!

Now, he has changed his identity and even his race, shouldering the mission of greatness and hardship, trying to pry a gap around the Demon King, seeking a living space for Hydera and himself!

Yes, he is no longer a human being, at least so defined by himself.

Replacing this white young man named Anthony, Du Jianjun was skillful and comfortable in dealing with the memory fragments seized from his head, and it seemed like he was back in the past and made meritorious days on the secret front.

But... he is very skilled in collecting intelligence and developing peripheral organizations, but he is confused about how to silently establish a dragon worship church!

If he wants Hydra to recover as before, or even go further, he will have only the only way out, that is faith!

"Dingling ~~~" In the messy apartment, the old-fashioned phone in the burial of debris rang. Du Jianjun came to his senses, walked over a few steps, pushed the pile of expired food and plastic bags and packaging boxes away, picked up the phone, and put the earpiece in his ear!

"Anthony Bergman?"

"It's me!"

"At 2:00 p.m., Mr. Ledo Barros wants to see you!"

"Okay, I'm very happy to meet with the respected Mr. Ledo!"

"Go and take a shower, change into a decent set of clothes, and clean yourself up. This is my only requirement for you!"

Du Jianjun looked at the time on the wall, "No problem!"

After putting down the phone, the sloppy roommate came over excitedly, "Man, have you found a job? Is there hope for our rent?"

If possible, Du Jianjun would now punch him, smash the greasy and dirty face, and then put a fire to burn the doghouse completely...

"Yes, cheer, you sloppy"

At 130 pm, Du Jianjun was waiting completely at the intersection outside the apartment. The outdoor TV opposite the street was still discussing what happened on the land of China. The host and the guests were mocking and amazement as if they were injected with chicken blood. The picture turned and a wormhole was clearly brought into view.

The sound on the TV cannot be heard, Du Jianjun can listen and speak in Spanish, but he cannot read and write, so he naturally cannot understand the subtitles at the bottom of the screen. However, just by looking at the picture, he can roughly know what the program is really playing!

The country on the picture is obviously not in China. Large areas of armored vehicles and soldiers surrounded the wormhole, and a large number of low and old houses were pushed to it. There were almost no civilians around the wormhole. Du Jianjun recognized the sign on the tank, which was Myanmar!

The next scene jumped a few times, a long shot of a demonstration, followed by conflict and chaos. The military and police-like personnel waved batons and rushed towards the crowd of people who were marching and demonstrators. High-pressure water guns shot among the crowd. The background was a burning house, and there were women and children who fell to the ground, covered in blood.

A group of white Westerners faced strict inspections and rude difficulties in resisting the camera and microphone. The final picture is that a white gentleman is in vainly negotiating with the soldier "sincere and intense"...

"Anthony?"

Du Jianjun came to his senses and a red Cayenne off-road vehicle had already stopped in front of him.

"Yes, I am!"

The driver waved at him, got out of the car and asked the bald man in the suit, who was asking, stepped forward. Du Jianjun skillfully raised his hands and let him touch them from beginning to end.

After getting into the car, he was immediately put on a pitch-black head hood. The car started and walked for half an hour. The hood on Du Jianjun's head was uncovered. Before he could look at the surrounding environment, he was rudely pushed out of the car!

This is an underground factory converted from a warehouse. The smell of motor oil in the air is very heavy. He is in a large brigade of arms and is stared at by a group of vicious men.

A wide chair was facing him, and a shabby color TV was playing, the news program Du Jianjun watched before coming here.

"What you asked someone to bring me...I have tried it, it is very effective and magical!" Old and low voice came from the chair, "But I have a doubt..."

"I just said I came for your doubts," Du Jianjun said with a confident smile.

"Oh?" The wide chair slowly turned over, and a thin old man who was about to die entered Du Jianjun's sight, "Then tell me first, who are you?"

"Of course!" Du Jianjun sorted out his collar, "Let's get to know again. I am an envoy from... the world behind the wormhole!"

The old man's expression condensed, and the strong man around him was in a stir.

The old man laughed weakly and coughed and asked a man with glasses who was recently, "Tony, tell him what the previous scammers are now!"

"Scammer? Haha..." Du Jianjun laughed wildly, and his body suddenly expanded with laughter. "Bang!" The fitted clothes were first torn into flying fragments, and the smell of sulfur filled the air. In the horrified eyes of everyone, with a "huh!", two huge wings broke out from Du Jianjun's twisted and deformed back. With a slight blow, a strong airflow blew everyone around!

His body was twisted and expanded to a height of nearly four meters. The hideous dragon head still retained the characteristics of human facial features. The fine dragon scales were all over the surface of his body. The pure golden color made him look strong alternative beauty and majesty!

In this way, an alternative creature with a human torso, nearly four meters in size and a wingspan of nearly six meters was three feet above the ground, strongly impacting everyone's sight!

Facing the guns of the lion, Du Jianjun said in a sonorous and strange voice: "The apostle of the Eternal Lord came to you with an extremely glorious and glorious duty. Isn't this what you prayed day and night? Now that the fire of life is about to be extinguished, do you choose to convert at the last moment, or choose to die in pain!"

"I..." The old man's throat suddenly became hoarse and chapped, "I..."

"Can't decide?" Du Jianjun began to rise, "What are you worried about? Is it?"

"Boom!" The cross of Jesus' crucifix hanging on the wall was shattered, and they were also shattered together, and the old man was hesitant!

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Chapter completed!