Chapter 643

He didn't have any idea in his heart. He seemed to have become heartless for a long time. He seemed to have seen all kinds of human tragedies. It seemed that he was also confused and scheming because of... Small intolerance... All things, like people who were used to such scenes, swept past the slaves with a smiling face.

Nikolay's thinking was very sharp. He seemed to notice that Reinhardt's eyes stayed on these slaves for some time, so he showed a little arrogant look on his face and gave him a burst of arrogant Laughter: "these Dalits and the lower class are gifts from the aristocrats of the joining countries. If you are interested, I can give you some."

To the Tianlong people and officials of the world government, these slaves are just toys.

Reinhardt, with a cold look on his face, said with a smile, "I'm not disabled enough to be served by these slaves."

"Even toys, I don't think they are a burden."

Having said that, but Reinhart's heart was filled with anger and... Killing intention, which seemed to have been full for a long time. But under his deliberate suppression, it did not show.

Compared with the Tianlong people, the evil displayed by the collective human beings in the whole world may be less than one in ten thousand.

Reinhardt did not want to fight against injustice or anger because of kindness. His mood at this moment was completely from instinct, from the palpitation in the bottom of his heart, and from some brilliance in the depth of human nature.

Even in the cruel and cold people, even in the bloody killing people, somewhere in the heart, there is also a glorious existence of human nature.

And these, in front of all this, in short, Tianlong people do not.

This comes from Reinhart's anger as a human being.

However, although he is now crazy to kill, but fortunately, he can hide and suppress, and no one can see it, otherwise, he can't pass through tianlongmen so smoothly, and get the five old stars' personal interview.

The killing intention is very strange. Even if the sea water is poured out, it seems that it can't be extinguished. It's not only because of the "evil" of the Tianlong people, but also because of all the killing done by the world government in ankacht.

One day, the holy land, marjoria, will become a hell on earth.

Reinhardt's eyes looked at the clock tower standing up in the distance, and the killing opportunity in his eyes disappeared and completely restored calm.

The huge clock tower, with a height of 100 meters, has become one of the most amazing scenery in marjoria. During the world conference, many nobles gathered around the tower to play. The design specifications and drawings of the tower are completely from the polkalia workshop and the laboratory of Reinhart working society. Compared with the tower in Beihai clock harbor, the design specifications and drawings of the tower are as follows, We need to be more precise and macro.

Reinhardt had a reaction with marjoria through the clock Fruit since she entered, but it was not time to control it.

After scanning a group of slaves with Tianlong hoofs, he went straight to the depth. Nikolay walked in front, and two bodyguards followed him. The road was very quiet, and even the slaves did not dare to make any noise. However, the impression of those Tianlong people did not appear here at this time.

After a while, Reinhardt finally saw a hall in front of him. The door of the hall was open and there was silence inside.

Chamber of God!

The place where the five old men gathered.

"Here we are." Nikolay stopped slightly, then whispered in front of Reinhart.

"Is this the hall where five old stars gather?" He glanced around the door and said slowly.

"Five adults are waiting for you in there." Nikolay nodded. "I'm going to report it first."

Nikolay went into the chamber. After a while, he came out again. He came to Reinhardt and said in a low voice, "the five supreme adults are waiting for you. Remember, show respect."

Nikolay knew how rebellious Reinhardt was, so he asked.

"I see." Reinhardt's eyes were fixed on the door of the chamber. He did not pay attention to Nikolay's words.

With these words, Reinhardt walked gently towards the conference hall. When he stepped into the conference hall, he stopped for a moment. There was no weapon hanging on his left waist. There was always a feeling of uneasiness, like the lack of a sense of security in his heart.

After thinking about it, he cast his eyes on the huge conference hall. On the sofa and chair not far away, there were five old people with different costumes and different looks. They looked no different from ordinary old people.

Put aside other thoughts, Reinhardt walked toward the five old stars, and the footsteps began to ring.

"Reinhart... See the supreme five."

Coming to the five old men, Reinhardt bowed slightly and whispered.

He just bowed to show the most basic respect. Now he has the courage to do so, even if he is facing five old stars.

The eyes of the five old men all cast their eyes on Reinhardt. They were not too surprised to see Reinhardt's strange dress.

"Sure enough, just like the rumor, he looks like a young man who is not very polite."

Said the bald old man sitting on the sofa, with a long knife in his hand, as if because Reinhart did not kneel down to them.

As a swordsman, Reinhardt naturally noticed it for the first time. He saw the engraving on the handle of the knife, and through the memory of previous lives and the analysis and speculation of many people, he thought that the knife was probably the "ghost" of the early generation.

"For the strong, politeness is the least valuable thing." Reinhart chuckled, then straightened up and looked at the old man with the long knife in his hand.

"Watch your attitude, Reinhardt." The blonde immediately spoke.

Reinhart did not speak.

"I think the five adults secretly summoned me this time to see my attitude."

Reinhart chuckled.

"Your attitude is not worth the money."

Another old man said lightly.

"So... What do you mean

"Reinhart, let's talk to you directly this time. We hope you can become our secret power in the new world." The old man with his crutch came straight to the point.

"Forces in the dark?" Reinhardt bowed his head for a moment, then gazed at him. "What kind of secret forces are they?"

"Everything belongs to the secret power of the world government, including your family... Yourself!" The old man with the sword said in a deep voice.

"That is to say... Everything I have no longer belongs to me?"