My little country

Roskimir listened to the beep on the phone.

Excited and broke the phone.

Then, he looked at the phone in the hands of his elder son.

The eldest son hesitated for a while, thought of the picture in the dream, and realized that perhaps the blood of the god Perun was really flowing in his body.

He gritted his teeth and handed over the phone.

Roskimir snorted coldly. Instead of calling the contact number this time, he dialed the number of the Secretary General of Mosca.

A few seconds passed.

The phone went through.

A sweet beauty sounded on the phone.

Roskimir coughed and repeated the words just now in a standard Mosca noble accent.

He refined his language a bit, but the core meaning remains the same:

I, the descendant of the god Perun, need to inherit the family property...No, I need to awaken the extraordinary power in my body. Now I need your help. After I awaken from the extraordinary, I will be rewarded!

"..."

This time, the operator of Mosca’s Secretariat was obviously of good quality and did not hang up.

And he maintained his etiquette throughout the process, daring not to move or laugh.

no way.

At this moment, Mosca's office welcomed a lot of media interviews.

Although she is only a background board, she must be competent, right?

It’s just that when I heard this is similar to hello, I’m Peter the Great, and I’m making phone calls like money, and it sounds serious.

It's really difficult not to laugh!

"Hello, can you hear me?"

"Damn it, is the signal bad?"

After Roskimir's eloquent introduction, he found that there was no response from the phone, so he could not help but cursed.

Xiao Yu, who remotely noticed the performance of the funny couple and father and son, sighed lightly and couldn't help but cast the spell again.

The whispers appeared in the ears of the two Kimirs again.

Let them scream.

Immediately, Roskimir squeezed the phone and said loudly:

"God, the ancestors of Perun are here!"

"I got the enlightenment again! He told me that our Kimir family will be in danger tonight and we can only live by going to the Mosca Palace!"

"I don't care if you hear it or not, please tell them, we are going to the Mosca Palace now! Please be prepared!"

Roskimir then took the initiative to hang up, and then yelled with his eldest son and dragged away Mrs. Kimir who was doing laundry and boarded a small, dilapidated truck.

Immediately rushed all the way to downtown Mosca.

Mosca Palace is the most important place of historical interest in Mosca, and a tourist hotspot.

The Mosca Palace also has a large collection of cultural relics and art treasures. Recently, as major forces have successively sent delegations to come here, the tourism industry has become more prosperous, coupled with an extraordinary boom.

You don't need to think too much about it, but the tourist area of ​​the Mosca Palace must be overcrowded.

The operator heard that Roskimir was going to Mosca Palace.

The first reaction was to think of a terrorist attack.

The second reaction is that this may be just a mental patient with broad ideas.

The female operator took a deep breath. After the interviewers had left, she packaged the content of the call and sent it to her superiors in accordance with the procedure. After thinking about it, Bing Zhuning was scolded and don’t be blamed. Idea, tick the option that needs attention.

Soon, the news soon fell into the eyes of professionals because it involved an important place like Mosca Palace.

In the beginning, these professionals did not take it seriously.

Someone found Roskimir's files and joked that the bald old man was sick and wanted to go to the mental hospital to cheat and drink.

Until the monitoring system prompted, it was found that Roskimir really drove into the city.

These experts paid attention to it.

It was not that they believed that Roskimir was a descendant of the god Perun, and they had to spend money to support each other, but they were worried that Roskimir would fall ill in the Mosca Palace and cause chaos.

A few hours later.

The underground parking lot near the entrance to the Mosca Palace.

Roskimir had just stopped the car with his family, and when he got down, he felt a gloomy wind blowing through him, causing him and his eldest son to shiver.

"I have a hunch that the danger is coming, hurry, let's go to the Mosca Palace and seek refuge!"

"Roskimir!"

The three of them had just walked out of the parking lot exit and stood in the sun. They were stunned to see five heavily armed groups with the words Mosca Special Forces in front of them surrounded them.

The head is a brown-haired young man who is nearly two meters tall, looking at Roskimir and others with sympathetic eyes:

"Do you want to go to the Mosca Palace?"

"you know me?"

"Haha! You must have been officially sent to assist me, right?"

As he said, Roskimir hugged the brown-haired brother.

Hearing this, the corner of the little brother's mouth twitched a few times. If everyone had a live recorder now, he would have to clean up the other party.

Now, he slowly said in a caring tone of mental patients:

"Yes, what you said is right, we will send you to the Mosca Palace.

With these words, the Roskimirs were sent by five big men to an elongated black van.

The brown-haired boy and the driver sat in the front row, and the other three were one-on-one looking after the Roskimir family.

boom!

The van started, but instead of a special passage to the Mosca Palace, it flew towards the Mosca Mental Hospital.

Roskimir immediately noticed something was wrong, yelled, and was immediately pushed onto the seat by a team member.

Xiao Yu's whispers took the opportunity to ring in the ears of the two Kimirs.

The eldest son who had been in fear and restlessness also screamed.

Mrs. Kimir’s face was sad. She didn’t expect her eldest son to be crazy. Sure enough, the Kimir family has a genetic disease of the mental line!

Her life is really bitter!

When Mrs. Kimir's sadness came to her heart, tears blurred her eyes.

Roskimir and the eldest son shouted Qiqi:

"Stop!"

"The monster that attacked us... is coming!"

"Kuma!"

The brown-haired brother gave a low growl, and was about to approve the team members to use tranquilizers to quiet the carriage for a while.

suddenly.

A chill hit them.

A piercing tremor made the pilot uncontrollably release the accelerator.

The speed has just slowed down.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang!

The front of the modified van unexpectedly dented a large area, and then the whole car skidded. After a beautiful drift, it banged and flew to a trash can, and banged sideways against a concrete wall with a bang. This stopped.

Fortunately, the speed of the car is not fast. Although everyone is a little confused, there is no harm.

"what is the problem!"

The brown-haired boy recovered the fastest, and after roaring and opening the car door, he pulled the driver out.

Then, he was startled slightly, his eyes widening as he looked at the front of the car:

"Kuma! What the hell is that attacked our car!"