Chapter 733: People's hearts are lost

When the three of them were in a daze, a few soldiers turned around on the edge of the square not far away, but they had no weapons at all in their hands, they were all wine bottles, and they swayed over each other.

"Hiccup..... Why are there three people standing in the pit?" A red-faced soldier shook his head, thinking he was dazzled.

Everyone is going to celebrate the destruction of the gods, who is all right to do in the ruins?

"I guess... I guess it's three fools."

"Just, no, let's go to the next store regardless of them."

"Drink, hahaha."

While talking, a few people started to drink swigs on the spot, and the drinks dripping from the corners of their mouths wet the chests of everyone's military uniforms.

Their armors were golden and silver, and they met the characteristics of Michelangelo's prophecy, and Tesla recognized it at a glance.

But what is going on now? Although I don't want to kill each other and the scene of blood drifting, but the two parties are very close, what the **** is the happy scene?

Even as the King of Thunder, Tesla's brain will be overloaded. I can't figure it out or not. This timeline is really ghostly.

Howard is more direct than Tesla. Since you don't know what is going on, just ask the insider.

With the eyes of drunks looking at the mentally retarded, he strode over, if anyone in the Holy Shield Brotherhood had the thickest skin, then Howard would definitely rank first.

Major American newspapers and tabloids compiled his news every day, spreading his corrupt private life to passers-by, and he would not be embarrassed at all.

He openly declared in the interview that he invented strip mahjong and believed that it was the greatest invention of the 20th century.

If the soldier's sight is a rain of bullets, Howard's face is like an iron wall tank, he walked over with spring breeze, still holding his head high.

"Brothers, why are you going to drink?"

"Hiccup... idiot, do you need a reason to drink?" The soldier shouted with a smile before, and several people burst into laughter.

Howard curled his mouth, as if it was really the case. He had no reason to sleep with a woman himself, and the other party made sense.

Happiness is the reason.

"Uh, let me change the subject, what are you celebrating?" Howard touched his mustache and coughed dryly.

The expressions of the soldiers changed for a while. If the previous eyes were just looking at fools, full of contempt and ridicule, then now, it has become sympathy.

"It's so pitiful, not only the brain is not good, but the eyes are not good." A soldier whispered, and stuffed the half bottle of wine into Howard's arms: "Your situation is not suitable for going out, go home and cultivate."

"???"

Howard's face is full of question marks, and his mustache seems to be wilted. What are you talking about?

It was the one who drank the most, the flushed face said the answer: "The gods have been eliminated, the earth is safe."

Speaking of happiness, several people suddenly shouted slogans.

"Our world will not end!"

"Long live humanity!"

"Our vomit...!"

"Walter?!" Howard's face changed drastically, why did he go out on his own? Why did the Alien Species that should have played a big role die?

Tesla's retelling plan is not like this...

Another soldier added drunkly: "Yes, that man is really powerful, I think he is much better than several masters."

"Wait, who are you talking about?" Howard hurriedly interjected.

"I said you don't even know, hiccup..." A few drunk soldiers swayed in front of Howard like seaweed. After laughing for a while, they put on the air and said, "The master called himself a death knell, he A few swords killed the god."

"Yes, just five swords." The other soldier retched, not forgetting to promote the strength of the death knell: "I can see clearly..."

"Bah!" Another soldier put his head on Howard's shoulder, and kept his mouth close to his ear: "I'm closer, see better, Four Swords!"

Howard is no longer interested in specific swords.

As if he had lost his soul, he slowly pushed the soldiers away, dragging heavy steps towards the two Teslas. After retelling the matter, the three of them all sat in the big pit and smoked, the atmosphere was very dull.

The silence lasted for several minutes.

"What we do... is useless?" Nathaniel lowered his head, exhaling thick smoke.

Howard nodded, his eyes darkened: "Hmm..."

"Why? Not good..." Nathaniel's fingers trembled violently while holding the cigarette, and he couldn't even put the cigarette in his mouth. He gave up so much, but it was all in vain... ...

Tesla stood up and threw away his cigarette butt: "Plans always fail to keep up with changes. I know that plans that span hundreds of years without the **** of a time machine will always cause problems.

"Can we...can change?" Nathaniel was unwilling to give up.

Tesla shook his head, and he dismantled the scrapped time machine into pieces: "Give it up, the other party is from Kama Taj. Our understanding of time is like a baby in front of the Supreme Master."

Howard smiled bitterly. He was most familiar with the death knell. He knew that once that person intervened in it, he and others would definitely not be able to turn it over.

Even if you just want to try, the **** sword will strike from the dark, and there is no way to go.

So even if he knew that the timeline was changed, he didn't have the courage to change it back.

He breathed out a puff of smoke, and stood up: "Let's do it, the result is not bad, we don't need any human machines, and we don't need gods, this is a human victory, even though I doubt whether that guy is a human... ...."

Nathaniel sighed, feeling dispirited, not knowing whether he regretted it or what it was: "I decided to withdraw from the fraternity, so I can get a salary at SSR for retirement."

Howard frowned for the first time, not that the decision was bad, nor did he want to work in the fraternity.

Hundreds of years of planning can't compare to the death knell's temporary intention. Although I don't know how the black and yellow monster did it, it is obvious that Leonardo and the others have suffered a lot.

It is even possible to still be in the dark, thanking each other even after being killed.

What is the future of this organization?

But the problem is that he and Nathaniel know too many secrets, it is not so easy to quit, and they may be killed by the brothers of the past.

After thinking for a moment, Howard nodded: "I'm with you~www.NovelMTL.com~ Our bearded brothers will never be separated, but we can't be eager, we must spend a few years to prepare."

It is easy to kill one person, but it is difficult to kill two top geniuses at the same time. As long as one of them is killed, the other will definitely find a way to retaliate.

"Howard!" Nathaniel looked at him moved, tears flickering in his eyes.

"Sorry, I don't want to get involved." Facing Nathaniel, who was moved and tried to hug him, Howard pushed him away mercilessly with a very disgusting expression.

Tesla looked at the two of them as if they had decided on the future, and he couldn't help saying that he himself was disappointed with the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield, but he was not as lonely and unconcerned as the Howard.

He touched the white dove parked on his shoulders, and looked up at the blue sky: "I'm leaving. I'm going to find my son. Take care."

Howard understood Tesla's meaning, and the two shook hands to bid farewell. Finally, he specifically urged: "If you are in New York, don't provoke the death knell. You will die."

Tesla sighed, he always had a bad feeling.