Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1670: Holy America

Since they separated in New York more than two years ago, Zhou Qingfeng and Tony Parker have never seen each other again. Uncle Zhou has caused a lot of trouble in the Caribbean, but in the eyes of many people in North America, he is just a local warlord.

It wasn't until Zhou Qingfeng led the Aurora Legion from the small place of Cuba to Mexico that it became a large force in terms of population and territory. Coupled with the fact that he began to invade the North American market with a huge amount of goods, it made him from a "difficult local emperor in a remote place" to a real big shot.

And Tony Parker has caused quite a bit of limelight over the past two years. This guy makes everyone hate him so much, but there is nothing he can do about it. It was precisely because of this that he ran to the airport to greet Zhou Qingfeng, and even proudly showed off his capital, intending to win him over.

However, Uncle Zhou doesn't care about this annoying ghost.

But Tony Parker has a thick skin to a certain extent. After being ridiculed, he didn't mean to be annoyed in the slightest. He actually met the welcome crowd at the airport with Zhou Qingfeng, and continued to publicize his relationship with Victor Hugo loudly, for fear that others would not know.

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to turn his head and give Marco Shi a look, so that the head of his own bodyguards would separate Tony Parker, the suspender. And at this time, the crowd who came to welcome suddenly burst into commotion.

The crowd parted to reveal a wide passage, and at the end of the passage was a tall, strong and majestic man. It can be seen from the respectful and fearful eyes of everyone... that this person's identity is extraordinary.

The passage to get out of the way is wide and long, which means that the person coming has a great aura. This is a direct response to fame, reputation, and power, and it requires everyone's heartfelt approval to have such a uniform scene.

And the person in front of him is qualified to enjoy this kind of high-profile and respectful treatment because he is David Lawrence.

This man with a green beard and a serious face but unruly hair; this man dressed casually but with great poise and natural leadership qualities; .

In terms of superficial power, the Aurora Legion is far from the Brotherhood of New York.

"Victor, you brat." David Lawrence's majestic voice came from a distance of more than ten meters.

The welcome crowd who had shaken hands with Zhou Qingfeng also moved away automatically, and everyone left the stage by default. No one felt that there was still a chance to make their own performance.

In Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, David Lawrence, whom he hadn't seen for more than two years, was calm and dignified, with a faint edge, hidden but not revealed. The other party's every move is natural and free, without the slightest affectation or awkwardness, it is simply radiant.

"Uncle Lawrence.

"Facing this hero, Zhou Qingfeng still used a more intimate honorific name.

The two strode closer and gave each other a big hug when they met.

David Lawrence was half a head taller than Zhou Qingfeng. After the hug, he patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulders heavily with both hands, and said with a bit of annoyance: "I have thought about how to meet you many times, and every time I feel that I should beat you up."

"Hahaha... Uncle Lawrence, you should be lucky to have an opponent like me, otherwise this chaotic world would be too boring." Zhou Qingfeng laughed loudly, not shying away from the inexplicable and unclear things between the two. resentment.

"Let's go, kid, you are our distinguished guest now. Everyone is waiting for you, waiting for you to solve the problem." Seeing Zhou Qingfeng, David Lawrence was filled with emotion. The young man who used to live across from his house is now a strong man who can decide the fate of countless people in North America.

The North American Security Summit was held to resolve the current conflicts between various forces. The products provided by Zhou Qingfeng are the lubricant for everyone to ease the relationship, so he is naturally a VIP.

The hug with David Lawrence ended, and the slim, mature and generous Angie stood up from behind her father. Her Royal Highness the little princess also stepped forward to hug Zhou Qingfeng gently, and said with a smile: "Welcome, Victor. I'm glad you can come."

"I'm also very happy to meet you." Zhou Qingfeng didn't say much, and was led by David Lawrence into a luxury car.

In the car, His Excellency Lawrence began to talk endlessly about the current situation of the Brotherhood of Steel, the contradictions and balance among the various forces, and the importance of Zhou Qingfeng's arrival. This candor without hypocrisy is extremely rare.

Zhou Qingfeng was engrossed in listening, and unknowingly followed the convoy to Temple Square in Salt Lake City. This square has three spiers of stone buildings, the most important temple church of the Mormon Church, standing tall and magnificent.

The surroundings of the Temple Church were solemn and solemn. The Mormon church staff spent a lot of thought on this meeting and ordered a lot of sound and light display equipment from the Aurora Legion. When Zhou Qingfeng got off the car, he could feel the strong religious atmosphere.

When Zhou Qingfeng got off the plane, he would have a meeting with the leaders of the Brotherhood of Steel. Everyone got to know each other and prepared for the next bargaining. On the way to the Temple Church, David Lawrence suddenly asked, "Victor, do you have your own name?"

"Name? You mean title. I'm the head of the Aurora Legion." Zhou Qingfeng felt that this kind of question still needs to be asked?

"No, no, no, I mean the name. This is popular now. When you enter the temple church later, the roll call officer will shout your name loudly. It is very imposing. It is said that this is the etiquette of classical nobles when they come on stage." David Lawrence said.

Isn't it just a roll call....

"Can't you just call me my position?"

"No, your position is too imposing. There is no sense of history, no strong sense of oppression, and no intimacy to integrate into North America. This is too LOW."

Your sister, uncle, the name I used for two years was said to be too low? My name can be used to scare children in Mexico, you know?

You need a sense of history, a sense of oppression, and a sense of intimacy. How can there be so many requirements?

"What titles do you all use?" Zhou Qingfeng asked back.

"This..., for example, the head of the Mormon Church is called 'saint, servant of the Lord, guardian of the Bible, leader of Mormons and even all Christians, king of Salt Lake City, teacher of the last days, subject the revered Prophet'."

When David Lawrence uttered this long list of names, he was still cadenced, which was quite exciting. But Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips and said, "Aren't you tired?"

Your Excellency Lawrence laughed, "I don't know who did it first, it didn't take so long at the beginning. But since I met with others, my title ended in one sentence, and others shouted for a long time. I feel that it is too bad. I must Overwhelming opponents with momentum. So that’s what’s caught on.”

Zhou Qingfeng commented silently in his heart: "You are all a bunch of teasers, play this like children."

Just doing as the Romans do, Zhou Qingfeng frowned and asked again: "Your name may not be too exaggerated, it feels like a bragging competition."

Hahaha... His Excellency Lawrence was overjoyed, but he said undeniably: "It's indeed a bit exaggerated. The problem is that the more exaggerated and exciting the better, the better."

Really speechless, Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask: "Then what is your name?"

David Lawrence didn't speak directly, but instead walked towards the door of the Temple Church with his head held high. There was a pastor who was in charge of the roll call. When he saw the head of the New York fraternity coming, he immediately shouted in a thick and high-pitched voice....

"Doomsday prophecy, man who restored order, owner of New York and surrounding states, king of tusks, lord of mercy, ruler of millions of American citizens, preacher of the Mormon faith, great founder, David Lawrence Your Excellency is here!"

Sounds pretty majestic....

After hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: Do I want to use such a long list of names to scare people?

David Lawrence went in, and Tony Parker also proudly raised his head towards Zhou Qingfeng, apparently asking the other party to hear his name.

The pastor at the door of the church obviously recognized Tony Parker, and also shouted at the top of his voice: "The man favored by the goddess of fortune, the creator of miracles, the nightmare of the enemy, the gospel of the alliance, the man with outstanding military exploits, and the dreaded legendary opponent , the beautiful girl's dream lover, His Excellency Tony Parker is here."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't know how to complain about this title. He thought it was strange that the bastard hadn't been beaten to death yet. He looked at Anji beside him, and asked, "Do you have to have such a long name?"

"Not necessarily, but everyone refused to admit defeat, so it got longer and longer." Anji shrugged and smiled wryly.

"And what about your name?"

"In the Mormon Church, women have no status, they are all attached to men. So I don't have a name."

Angie smiled wryly and walked towards the church. The pastor at the door just shouted in a normal tone, "Miss Angelina Lawrence is here."

This treatment is really different.

After Angie entered the arena, he saw his father talking with a group of big shots from the Brotherhood of Steel. As soon as she approached, her father asked, "Has Victor thought of a name? That kid has always been unscrupulous. I'm looking forward to what amazing title he can come up with."

Tony Parker said with a funny laugh: "It can be called 'the big fat sheep from Mexico, the man waiting to be slaughtered, the ruler of a group of weak chickens, the collector of rags, and the maker of jokes'. Hahaha..., this must be very interesting."

Some people laughed strangely along with Tony Parker, but Angie glanced sideways and said lightly: "I think it can be called 'Son of the Dragon, Restorer of Order, King of Trade, Leader of Aurora, Ruler of Cuba, Mexico and the Caribbean. , the savior of North America, ...'"

Before Angie finished thinking, Lord Lawrence waved his hand to signal his daughter to stop. He looked at the door of the church and said, "Victor seems to be talking to the pastor at the door. It seems that he has thought about his name."

Everyone's eyes followed...

Zhou Qingfeng really thought it over, but when he walked to the door of the church and told the roll call pastor, the pastor was stunned. The pastor was dumbfounded after hearing his title, and persuaded in a low voice for a long time: "Dear Mr. Hugo, are you sure you want to use this title?"

The meaning behind these words is that you will be beaten to death if you use this title.

Zhou Qingfeng's expression darkened, "Just call me."

The pastor at the roll call was very helpless, and said something quickly in an ordinary voice.

"Speak louder, be loud and powerful, or I'll throw you to feed mutants." Zhou Qingfeng said angrily.

The roll call priest really had no choice but to yell again, but the volume was still like a chicken crowing.

Zhou Qingfeng simply kicked the pastor away, and called out the leader of the mutants behind him, "Mar Keshi, come and shout. Louder."

The voice of the mutant is really super loud. After receiving the order, Marco tried his best to roar out a very short title with a loud voice, "Holy American Empire, Your Majesty Victor Hugo is here!"

It has a sense of history, oppression, and local flavor, which is very appropriate.

Marco's roar echoed repeatedly in the church, many people's heads were buzzing with shock, and even more people were stunned by the title.

Uncle Zhou strode onto the stage, and his eyes of looking at the world told everyone that you weak scums were scared out of their wits, my title is emperor!

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