Chapter 1523 I, the Son of God, Send You Money!

Roskimir listened to the beeping sound on the phone.

He broke the phone in excitement.

Then, he looked at the phone in his eldest son's hand.

The eldest son hesitated for a while, thought of the scene in his dream, and realized that he might really have the blood of the god Perun flowing in his body.

He gritted his teeth and handed over the phone.

Roskimir snorted coldly. This time he did not call the contact number, but called the number of the Secretary General Mosca's Secretariat.

A few seconds passed.

The call was connected.

A sweet female voice sounded on the phone.

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

He refined his language a little, but the core meaning did not change:

I, the descendant of the god Perun, need to inherit the family business... No, I need to awaken the extraordinary power in my body. Now I need your help. After my extraordinary awakening, I will definitely reward you!

"..."

This time, the operator of the Secretary General Mosca's Secretariat was obviously of good quality and did not hang up the phone.

And she maintained etiquette throughout the whole process, not daring to move or laugh.

No way.

At this moment, many media were interviewing in General Mosca's office.

Although she was just a background board, she had to be competent, right?

However, when she heard a phone call like "Hello, I am the reincarnation of Peter the Great, I want to call you for money", and it sounded very serious.

It was really difficult not to laugh!

"Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

"Damn, is the signal bad?"

After Roskimir's emotional introduction, he found that his phone did not respond, and he could not help but curse a few words.

Xiao Yu, who noticed the performance of this funny father and son from a distance, sighed lightly and cast a spell again.

Whispering appeared in the ears of the two Kimirs again.

They screamed.

Immediately, Roskimir clenched his phone and said loudly:

"God, Perun ancestors are above!"

"I got another revelation from God! He told me that our Kimil family will be in danger tonight, and we can only survive by going to Moscow Palace!"

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

Roskimir then took the initiative to hang up the phone, and then he and his eldest son yelled and dragged Mrs. Kimil who was washing clothes to a slightly shabby small truck.

Then they bumped all the way to the city of Moscow.

Moska Palace is the most important scenic spot in Moscow and a tourist hotspot.

Moska Palace also has a large collection of cultural relics and art treasures. Recently, due to the fact that major forces have sent delegations to this place one after another, the tourism industry has become much more prosperous, coupled with the extraordinary craze.

You can guess without thinking too much that the tourist area of ​​Moscow Palace must be crowded inside and outside.

The operator heard that Roskimir was going to Moscow Palace.

The first reaction was to think of a terrorist attack.

The second reaction was that this might just be the wide-ranging ideas of a mental patient.

The female operator took a deep breath and waited for the interviewees to leave before she packaged the content of the call and sent it to her superior according to the procedure. After thinking about it, she checked the option of needing attention, with the idea of ​​being scolded rather than taking the blame.

Soon, this news, because it involved an important place like the Moscow Palace, quickly fell into the field of vision of professionals.

At first, these professionals did not take it seriously.

Someone checked Roskimir's file and joked that the bald old man was sick and wanted to go to the mental hospital to cheat for food and drink.

It was not until the monitoring system prompted that Roskimir really drove towards the city.

These experts took it seriously.

It was not that they believed that Roskimir was the descendant of the god Perun, and they had to send money to support him, but they were worried that Roskimir would have a seizure in the Moscow Palace and cause chaos.

A few hours later.

The underground parking lot near the outer entrance of the Moscow Palace.

Roskimir had just parked the car with his family. After getting out, he felt a cold wind blowing through him, which made him and his eldest son shiver.

"I have a feeling that danger is coming. Let's go to Moscow Palace to seek shelter!"

"Roskimir!"

The three of them had just walked out of the parking lot exit and stood in the sun when they were shocked to see five fully armed men with the words "Moska Special Forces" written on their fronts surrounding them.

The leader was a brown-haired guy who was nearly two meters tall. He looked at Roskimir and others with sympathy and said:

"Do you want to go to Moscow Palace?"

"Do you know me?"

"Haha! You must be sent by the authorities to assist me, right?"

As he said that, Roskimir hugged the brown-haired guy.

Hearing this, the guy's mouth twitched a few times. If everyone didn't have a live recorder now, he would have to give him a good beating.

Now, he said slowly in a caring tone for the mentally ill:

"Yes, what you said is right, we will take you to Moscow Palace now.

With these words, the Roskimier family was sent to an extended black van by five big men.

The brown-haired guy and the driver sat in the front row, and the other three were guarding the Roskimier family one by one.

Boom!

The van started, but it did not go to the special passage to Moscow Palace, but rushed towards the direction of Moscow Mental Hospital.

Roskimir immediately noticed something was wrong and shouted, and was immediately pressed down on 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 anxiety, also screamed.

Mrs. Kimir looked sad. She didn't expect that her eldest son would go crazy. Sure enough, the Kimir family has a mental genetic disease!

Her life is so miserable!

Mrs. Kimir was heartbroken, and tears blurred her eyes.

Roskimir and his eldest son shouted together:

"Stop the car!"

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

"Kuma!"

The brown-haired boy growled and was about to approve the team members to use sedatives to quiet the car for a while.

Suddenly.

A chill attacked them.

A piercing tremor made the driver involuntarily release the accelerator.

The speed of the car just slowed down.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang!

The front of the modified van suddenly dented a large area, and then the whole car skidded. After a beautiful drift, it hit a trash can with a bang, and then it crashed into a concrete wall with a bang before stopping.

Fortunately, the speed was not fast, and although everyone was a little confused, they were not injured.

"What the hell is going on!"

The brown-haired guy recovered the fastest, and after yelling and opening the door, he pulled the driver out.

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

"Kuma! What the hell attacked our car!"