Skynet Architect

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Yellowstone Park has become the most tragic pain in the world now. There are still countless volcanic ash floating in the sky, and no one can bear the anger of the world.

Even the world’s largest country, the United States, can’t do it, so they sink and are destroyed by natural disasters. Now, the Yellowstone Park super volcano is already a troublesome place, and the entire country of the United States should have started to slow down. Slow recovery, a one-time explosion, another disaster.

Suddenly, all the people were anxious. The most anxious among them was the US president who took the time to come. His dark face was full of anxiety.

Si Fan could understand them, he took them, stood up and walked to the stage.

After all, His Majesty the Pope has a lofty status and status, and coupled with his age is already a bit old, it is really not suitable for more work.

At this time, the master of ceremonies started to make a few innocuous briefings. At this moment Si Fan walked onto the stage and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen and ladies, I would like to express my apologies to all of you on behalf of myself. A very bad thing happened today. The Yellowstone Park super volcano in the United States erupted again."

The people present were silent, and they all knew what it meant. The two consecutive U.S. constructions were destroyed, and there was nothing left to consume the power of this country.

The original construction in full swing will gradually restore the vitality of this country, but now it's fine, another earthquake, I don't know how many people died, and I don't know how many people will lose hope.

They are a pack of hungry wolves.

When Si Fan finished speaking, the dark U.S. president finally stood up. He looked at everyone present and bowed deeply.

"Sorry, I want to leave at this time." Then he bowed to Siqian and his wife.

"My country is suffering, and I cannot be separated from our citizens for a moment. I will return to my citizens at the most critical moment."

After saying this, he turned around and left. A dozen bodyguards escorted him away. These people had been asked not to enter outside, but when the disaster broke out, they were all allowed to pick up their president. left.

The black president left the church directly after paying tribute. His departure seemed to be an omen, carrying everyone's hearts.

After he took the lead to leave, the others hurried away nervously.

The first ones to run are the kings of Africa, then the presidents of Europe, and then the people of hindsight.

When this happens, the upper echelons of the world must leave.

A wedding ended in boredom. There was no sorrow or joy, and the wind was still blowing. Si Fan was in the center of the wedding hall. He looked at everyone who left tenderly. These people had their own difficulties, Si Fan understood. .

However, Si Fan is grateful for those who are still staying at the wedding.

They stayed, showing that they think Si Fan is more important than their career.

Many of these are iron buddies, such as Harman.

He was sitting on a chair in the church, looking up at Si Fan in front of him, looking at Si Fan's lonely eyes.

In front of them, it was the newlyweds, more than 20 classmates and relatives of He Ping in the audience watching all this, lamenting the shamelessness of the human relationship, and a little bit of things made them run away in such a hurry.

Ordinary people never know how important the things they worry about are.

The black president of the United States is gone. He wants to go back to accompany his citizens and make the next preparation.

And the other presidents and kings ran away, just for fear that the little black of the United States would do something maddening.

The harm caused by the disaster makes them only vent to the outside world, that is the most dangerous time.

Si Fan was still standing here, and made a gesture of contempt at Haman.

"Why don't you leave? People Xiao Hei is about to do it to you." Si Fan walked over and said without any evasiveness."

Haman could only shrug his shoulders and shook his head helplessly.

"What can I do? I'm also very desperate. I just have money. I don't have any other military equipment. What do you want me to play? It's better to hug your thighs tightly now and hire your subordinates directly when problems arise. {"

He pretended to be mysterious and said: "It is your subordinates who pretend to be construction workers, who are the real elites?"

Si Fan didn't say anything, with a look of contempt. He really had nothing to say. The few people beside him just smiled, and then they didn't speak. They were speechless, but they all knew what they were talking about.

There are a group of super elite under Si Fan, who will pretend to be construction workers and hide them. When they are needed, they are the most elite fighters.

This is the consensus of all of them. Although everyone suspects that this identity is just a disguise, their job is not construction at all, and the construction workers are different.They are just hiding.

But no one answered these in the end.

Looking at the tired Si Fan, they were completely defeated.

Those who watched the excitement didn't know the mini games of these people. Murdoch next to him knew very well. He walked over and interrupted and said, "Your game should be over. Today's protagonist is not you. Today only the bride and groom are the protagonists."

The old Murdoch is reminding that the relatives of He Ping's family now know that the participants here are either rich or expensive. This casual old man may be the world's top tyrant;

He Ping also reads Time Magazine if others don't know him, and Murdoch is a frequent visitor.

This was recorded, and he recognized the legend at a glance.

A person recorded in books.

The president just watched too much, and the appearance of a media tycoon seemed less shocking.

Si Fan saw Murdoch grab the old man badly.

"Old Murdoch, today I have to introduce you to a rising star in the entertainment industry, my sister Si Qian." Si Fan took Murdoch and pointed to his sister Si Qian to introduce.

The rest of Murdoch is probably embarrassing. He looked at Si Qian with a smile, and he didn't know how many mothers wanted to talk about it.

Si Fan's hand strength didn't know when he was so heavy, he felt that he was pulling himself with iron pliers.

Looking at Si Qian's young face, how could Murdoch, an old and fine fellow, not know what Si Fan meant.

He is too clear.

"Hollywood is a good place, unfortunately it has been destroyed now, but the equipment of the entire production team is still okay. As long as you want to develop, I think I can help you." Murdoch said sincerely with Si Qian.

He Ping next to him was crazy, and he whispered: "Murdoch, it is actually the old Murdoch, the media giant."