My little country

"I love Franklin!"

"Who doesn't love him in this world?"

In the urban area, a group of criminals took advantage of the fog and the attention of the police and military to concentrate on the northern district where the cathedral is located.

They acted and ransacked an empty boutique, and then after their heads entered the second floor, they opened the safe and found a thick pile of cash.

The criminal could not help being ecstatic.

Compared with all kinds of stolen goods that need to pay a lot of money laundering costs, cash is the most real!

He took out a brand new banknote, smelled the fascinating scent of ink, and kissed Franklin's head on it.

He loves this feeling!

He loves Franklin!

Then, the criminal suddenly fell to the floor due to the shaking of the floor and the loud noise in his ears.

The pile of Franklin in his hand was scattered all over the ground.

"earthquake?"

At the same time the criminal was talking to himself, he hurriedly hugged the spilled Franklin in his arms.

Just about to sort out this pile of Franklin.

A black shadow that appeared outside the window made the criminals subconsciously turn their heads and look towards the window.

Then, he was startled slightly and found that he was looking at Franklin's bronze head, looking at him outside the window, smiling at himself, and nodding.

"You... hello."

The criminal subconsciously raised his hand to his chest, and then watched the bronze figure leave from the window.

"I seem to see Franklin who can move?"

Snapped!

The criminal slapped himself, "Damn, I must be crazy for money!"

"Franklin has been buried in a coffin for hundreds of years!"

"How can I see him? It must be an illusion!"

The man tapped himself a few more times, packed up the banknotes on the ground, and ran downstairs to greet his friends to leave soon.

As soon as he got down the stairs, the criminal saw in the lobby of the store, there were already more than a dozen future soldiers who were armed and scarier than a science fiction film and held large-caliber rifles at him.

Those auxiliary infrared sights made him lose control of his lower body for the first time, and then slumped on the ground, opening his palms to show his surrender.

Citigroup's intelligence services have no interest in these small fish and shrimps that were affected by the bronze Franklin passing by.

After verifying their identities and confirming that they were not their counterparts, they were all sent to the local security system.

More of their power still has to be used on that Franklin!

And...

It was different from the amazement that the clerks below were moved by the Franklin bronze statue.

At this moment, because Xiao Yu flicked through the mouth of Camus.

The upper circles in Citi have already learned more about the so-called Holy Spirit.

And because of this, I had to accept a certain fact... the skeleton wizard, the monster who claimed to be Sandreo and performed suicide in the church.

Probably... is the ancestor of the Franklin family!

Otherwise, why after its physical destruction, thousands of people present would see that Sandreu's soul looked almost exactly the same as Franklin hundreds of years ago?

Otherwise... how could the oldest Franklin bronze statue gain the blessing of mysterious power and move!

coincidence?

When all the evidence points to the same key, the coincidence can no longer be explained.

Obviously, the Wizard of Sandro is actually the three founders of Citi, one of the founding fathers of Citi, and the archetype of Franklin loved by the whole world!

Has become the most likely real answer!

"Ancestor!"

The real Franklin family members stood by the side of the road and watched the bronze figure leave. They burst into tears, and their eyes were filled with confusion: "Why don't we, those of our direct blood, have the extraordinary inheritance?"

"Are we all fake?"

"Or we actually have inheritance, but because of the age, we are abandoned and forgotten?"

The people of this family were at first confused, then puzzled, guessed, and finally made up their minds. After they went back, they would have to look at them. Did their ancestors ever give them extraordinary heritage?

However, Admiral Nick at the Citi State Command Center found out that Camus was cold but easy to speak, so he asked this question directly.

Camus was about to answer the sentence I don’t know as set.

Xiao Yu just noticed, and once again made Camus flicker: "The Wizard of Sandro is Franklin."

"Franklin is not Sandrew."

"The Sorcerer Sandru was specially revived by an adult in the Dark Temple who saw his aptitude."

"Before the resuscitation, Franklin was dead. After the resuscitation, Wizard Sandro does not need to be responsible for any blood in his life."

"I'm a little confused..." Admiral Nick blinked, thinking it's better to leave it to the expert to continue the analysis.

Then he stopped struggling with this question. Anyway, he knew that the Franklin family was still a family of mortals like them, and it was enough.

"Your Excellency, you can understand that the resurrected Sandro is the new personality of the body, just fine."

"After all... it's not just self-recognition, it's the physical body, and it's not the original one." Camus said, what he felt, and reminded: "General, time is coming."

"Yes, the estimated time is coming soon."

"But, don't we need to take the bronze statue of Franklin over by plane?" Admiral Nick looked at the turbulent bronze figure on the screen, feeling a little headache.

"The power of the Holy Spirit."

"Don't worry."

When Camus said this.

On Xiao Yu's side, he turned into Father Alexander and performed a purification ritual, and he used the crystal skull to believe in the magical power of the artifact, so that the people present could see that the so-called Shandru's soul was actually after Franklin.

Xiao Yu ran to the museum in this city, and relied on the large amount of animal viscera provided by the Citigroup's military to meet the needs of the world's wonder puppets.

Xiao Yu made the city's oldest bronze statue of Franklin, implanted in the heart of the puppet, moved!

Then Xiao Yu found that his wave had stabilized!

The strength of faith of this bronze statue of Franklin is definitely much stronger than that of the country of cherry blossoms!

It was the statue of Michael the Archangel that was created through the ceremony to strengthen the faith when he was in the city of the holy lord. I am afraid it is also inferior by the order of magnitude.

no way.

Although Franklin is not as legendary as the story of Cherry Blossoms and Flower Shengdun, so famous in the world.

However, who has allowed his head to be the head of Citi's banknotes for decades?

In the reality of the world, people's love, worship, and even admiration for Citi's 100-yuan banknotes always involve the image of Franklin more or less.

Yes.

Under the power of the puppet's heart.

The bronze statue of Franklin who has obtained this part of the power of faith is unique in terms of conditions!