It only took half a day for the person in charge of the Toledossa Chamber of Commerce in the old big house to investigate clearly. She gently stroked the black cat in her hand with bright red nails and laughed at the fat manager: "
In the entire Iris Province, no bishop has recently approved the project of building a new temple. You idiot, you have been fooled by a stranger!"
"Not only were you fooled, but you also implicated me in investigating this matter. In order to confirm this information, I paid many precious favors!"
The fat manager secretly scolded himself for being greedy, but when he blamed the lady for causing trouble, she disagreed: If you hadn't been greedy, you wouldn't have investigated and confirmed it, and you wouldn't have wasted those favors.
But he did not dare to say this to the noble lady. He could only show shame and anger: "Damn guy! Madam, we need to make the liar who dared to deceive the Hoffman Brotherhood pay the price!"
The noble lady walked out of the shadows. She was not very old. Her appearance had the unique three-dimensionality of the red barbarians. Her skin was white with a hint of red. She was holding a black cat in her arms. Her expression was exactly like that of the black cat.
Just as lazy, this demeanor made her almost perfect figure even more alluring.
The fat manager lowered his head and swallowed secretly, but did not dare to think anything wrong.
The lazy and enchanting lady shook her head and said: "No, no, no, we are a chamber of commerce, not a gang. Everything we do is legal business. But... he once solved several thugs from the Dead Rabbit Gang. If Dead Rabbit
Helping someone deliberately retaliate, such as asking their founder of the Power of Six Mountains who has not taken action for a long time, has nothing to do with us, are you right? Giggle."
The fat man understood: "You are right, I think the grumpy Lord McKinney will visit him at the Torch Hotel tonight!"
…
Mr. Sun didn't do anything this day. He went to "visit" several local temples, including the large temple where the bishop of Toledosa is located.
In the evening, he tasted the local traditional delicacy fried meat rolls in a small restaurant on the street. To be honest, it was far different from what his sister made and it was hard to swallow. Regarding this, Mr. Sun knew very well that he was being fooled.
My sister has worked up her appetite.
When he came out of the hotel, he temporarily changed his mind and did not return to the hotel, but walked all the way out of the city.
Master Sun stopped by the river that went around the city. The place was very empty and there were no pedestrians anymore. It was a good place to do some behaviors that you didn’t want to be seen by others. Master Sun turned around and saw the woods on the roadside behind him.
An old man wearing a black cloak stepped out of the shadows.
The old man nodded with satisfaction: "He is indeed a strong man. Did those losers die in your hands?"
Lord Sun raised his eyebrows: "Dead Rabbit Gang?"
McKinney nodded, very proud of his gang: "I founded it with my own hands." Unexpectedly, the guy across from him followed up and said, "What a bad name."
"Idiot!" McKinney was furious, as if scolding his son in front of an old father. McKinney took out his pipe, and Mr. Sun recognized it at a glance. It was a creation of the Six Mountains God.
The McKinney in front of him is a believer in the power of six mountains.
If it were in the Great Wu Dynasty, the strong men of the Six Realms would at least be worshiped by a big force. How could they actually organize a market gang in the Xilan Kingdom? It was not even a Jianghu gang...
Master Sun sincerely advised: "Old man, you are in a miserable state, why not take refuge with me?"
But advice is hard on the ears. If McKinney doesn't listen, he has no choice but to be beaten to death.
…
The fat manager is not in a hurry to get off work tonight, even though he will not go home after get off work. Four streets away is the most famous brothel in the city, and the fat manager is a regular customer there. After all, the wife at home has a thicker waist than him. Where can I compare to those young girls who are considerate?
He asked the kitchen to reduce a medium-rare steak for him, then opened a bottle of his own red wine and took a sip. The feeling tonight was so good that he dispatched a six-mountain power
!
In any country, the strongest people at this level are the top few! The fat manager himself does not have the ability to instruct Mr. McKinney to do anything, but with the instructions of the local person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, it is different.
.
"That damn liar should have been sunk to the bottom of the river outside the city by Mr. McKinney by now." The fat manager was waiting for good news, and the false sense of power of "dispatch six mountains" even made him a little bit
Drunk and lost.
He drank more than half of a bottle of red wine and was already a bit drunk. He looked up at the clock on the wall and was stunned: it was already nine o'clock in the night, but Mr. McKinney had not come back yet.
"Is it so troublesome, or does it mean that the Six Mountains don't bother to hand over tasks to me?" The fat manager felt a sense of humiliation: "Damn it!"
Suddenly the door was pushed open forcefully, and a subordinate ran back in panic: "Sir, that guy is back."
"Asshole, what on earth are you talking about?"
The subordinate took a breath, his face full of incredible panic: "That liar, just now, I saw him return to the Torch Hotel with my own eyes..." The fat manager suddenly stood up: "This is impossible!"
But the fat manager quickly confirmed: Mr. McKinney went out today and has not come back yet. In the Torch Hotel, the light in the liar's room was on, and the front desk of the hotel personally confirmed that he was back and in the room.
The fat man still couldn't believe it: "It's impossible. Mr. McKinney is the power of the Six Mountains! There must have been some accident in the middle. Mr. McKinney was delayed by other things. Wait a minute, wait a minute...
"
He stayed in the restaurant all night, and Lord McKinney never showed up.
At six o'clock in the morning, he couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly knocked on the door of the old house. The lady appeared in the living room in pajamas, her figure was still enchanting but there was anger on her face: "You...
Stupid pig, is there something serious enough for you to wake me up so early in the morning?"
The black cat jumped out of nowhere, like a black lightning bolt, and meowed past the fat manager. Several deep scratches appeared on his face, and blood oozed out quickly.
"Madam!" The fat manager's body was trembling: "Mr. McKinney didn't come back. That liar...he returned to the hotel in a grand manner."
"Huh?" The noble lady stopped for a while, then stretched out her hand. The black cat came out of nowhere and curled up into her arms.
"This is impossible!" the lady said firmly.
The fat manager also thought it was impossible, so he panicked. But bad news kept coming. The Dead Rabbit Gang tried to contact McKinney using divine creatures, but there was no response. For a whole day, McKinney was either alive or dead.
Corpse. No matter what urgent matter he has, he should send a message back after a day.
When it was time for dinner, the lady's hand holding the knife and fork began to tremble, and the sterling silver knife and fork jingled on the plate. She dropped the knife and fork, took a deep breath, and called the servant: "Please
Mr. Abram, get ready and accompany me to visit a guest."
Abram is not a member of the Chamber of Commerce. He is the family teacher of a big noble in the royal capital, the power of six mountains. The noble lady can become the head of the chamber of commerce in Toledosa City. It is said that she has a huge relationship with that big noble.
Relationship.
Half an hour later, a luxurious carriage stopped outside the Torch Hotel. The fat manager got out of the carriage with trembling legs. He was going to invite a powerful murderer who could kill the power of six mountains! Think about it again.
When he kicked him out of the Hoffman restaurant, the manager was about to cry: At that time, he must have shaken hands with the god of death, right?
The manager looked back at the carriage with pleading eyes, and the lady showed a stern look behind the window, so the manager had no choice but to walk into the hotel.
In the carriage, Abram was wearing an expensive black woolen dress. The placket and cuffs were embroidered with complicated patterns with silver thread. His hair and beard were both snow-white without a trace of hair. His whole person revealed a kind of power.
He has a mature and confident temperament. Every move he makes has a kind of aristocratic elegance - at least that's what Abram himself thinks.
From the noble lady next to him, he could see the panic hidden under her ruthlessness. He didn't like this woman in his heart. It was not a shameful thing to be the mistress of a nobleman in Xilan Kingdom, but this woman was too ambitious.
In other words, the Hoffmann Brotherhood is too ambitious and not calm enough. When something happens, they get confused and don't want to solve it themselves but seek help immediately.
Since McKinney can't be found, do they assume that he has died? That's ridiculous. They really don't know how powerful a man from the Six Mountains is. Can a liar from a foreign country kill McKinney? Under the watchful eye of our God
It is impossible for such an outrageous thing to happen in this continent.
But he hid his true emotions and thought he had maintained a gentlemanly manner: "You don't have to panic. Although I can't contact McKinney for the time being, I know very well how powerful the power of Liushan is, and he will not be killed easily.
There may be some inside story that we don't know about."
"The high-level believer of the Power of Six Mountains suddenly lost contact. According to my own experience, it is more likely that he was temporarily inspired and had a new understanding of my god's teachings, so he couldn't wait to find a place to visit.
Enlightenment, and therefore took the initiative to cut off all contact with the outside world."
"As long as I protect you, no force in Toledosa can harm you."
Some anxious ladies let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you. Without you, I really don't know what I would have done." Relatively speaking, Abram's reasons were obviously more convincing.
Lord Sun readily accepted the invitation, went out and got on the carriage, glanced at Abram next to the lady, and spoke with great interest: "Are you a Six Mountains believer? I have a divine creation at a favorable price.
I’m selling it to you, would you be interested?”
Mr. Sun said, and threw the pipe out casually. "Clang--" it fell on the small table in the middle of the carriage. Her hair and beard were not messy, her dress was neat and clean, and her expression was full of arrogance and confidence.
Mu, the aura in his body was completely shattered by the sound, and his whole person collapsed instantly. He opened his mouth in disbelief, and his eyes showed an incredible light.
Of course he recognizes this Six Mountain God creation. Moreover, believers also have fundamental God creations similar to "natal magic weapons", which are the foundation of their level. For example, if a newly promoted Liushan believer does not have a main Six Mountain God creation, he
It can’t even be considered a complete six mountains.
This pipe is McKinney's fundamental divine creation. The fact that the pipe is in the hands of this liar is the most direct evidence of McKinney's downfall.
Abram understood at this moment: the man in front of him could kill McKinney, and he was also capable of killing himself.
His self-confidence was originally filled with arrogance, but now he quickly pulled the lady to stand up, lowered his head and lowered his hands in a respectful manner: "Your Excellency, we are not qualified to be equal to you."
The noble lady secretly cursed that she had been tricked by this old immortal! What I just said was full of confidence, and it aroused my sense of luck, but you knelt down as soon as we met?
The power of Liushan will not really kneel down, but she will! She knelt down on the carpet of the carriage, ensuring that the adult in front of her could see the best parts of every part of her body from his perspective. This was hers
Weapons have always been successful.
"We, the Hoffman Brotherhood, were rude and I apologize to you."
Mr. Sun didn't even look at the cat-like lady on the ground. He knocked on the table and asked, "Do you want to buy this thing?"
"Buy!" Although Abram doesn't need a smoking pipe - the characteristics of this divine creation are completely inconsistent with his fighting style - but the more divine creations are, the better. If you don't use them yourself, you can resell them.
If you give it to others, let alone if the adult in front of you is willing to sell it to you, it is to give you face, so you have to take it!
Abram didn't even dare to have any bad thoughts in his mind at this time. It can be said that his body and mind surrendered completely.
Master Sun then showed a smile: "Then let's use three temples in exchange."
The noble lady found an opportunity and asked: "I am not questioning your ability, but building the temple requires the permission of the local archbishop. We..."
Mr. Sun interrupted her: "Of course there is no problem with permission. Turn left at the intersection ahead. Do you know the way to the Grand Temple?"
The noble lady suddenly raised her head, and Abram once again showed an expression of disbelief: "You want..." Mr. Sun shrugged like a real red barbarian: "You want permission,
Then go get the permit."
There was a storm in the hearts of the two of them: In the great temple, the local bishop could borrow the power of my god. Even with the power of the Seven Mountains, it was impossible to defeat a bishop in the great temple! But the one in front of them was obviously not
I have a "good relationship" with the bishop, so I can get permission.
The two of them were uneasy and subconsciously felt that their guess was outrageous, but they could not think of any other possibility. The carriage was not very fast and the journey was very smooth, but they still arrived in front of the main temple.
Master Sun was about to get out of the car, but Abram, like a qualified old butler, quickly opened the door for him and placed the get-off stool.
Mr. Sun got out of the carriage and said to the two of them: "Don't move around here, it will be soon."
The noble lady and Abram watched Lord Sun enter the temple. The noble lady subconsciously said: "It is impossible for him to defeat a bishop in the main temple. Does he really have a background and can use normal means?"
Got permission?”
"Absolutely impossible." Abram said: "Everything he has done shows that he is not a priest, otherwise he would have to go through so much trouble? Just invite the bishop and attract investment from the whole city."
The noble lady expressed some expectation: "Will he die in the temple? This is the best outcome at present..."
Abram said quietly: "Just be afraid...he can still come out and get permission. What that means...you and I both know very well!"
The two of them trembled, not daring to continue thinking. For a long time, they whispered almost at the same time: "It's impossible..."
Abram mysteriously took out a gold chain pocket watch from his coat pocket, opened it and started timing. In only four minutes, he was shocked to see Mr. Sun strolling through the main entrance of the Great Temple with his hands behind his back.
He came out with a piece of parchment in his fingers.
Abram quickly took up the responsibility of the old butler, put down the stool to open the door, and stood respectfully by the car door.
Master Sun got into the car and threw the parchment on the small table: "I got it." Abram and the lady put their heads together, and the parchment was stamped with the bishop's divine power seal with special fire paint.
It will definitely not be fake.
This thing had an even greater impact on high-level believers like Abram. He sat back down in a particularly rude manner, completely lost in his thoughts. Could it be that I had guessed wrong and that he had a close relationship with the divine religion? But
Why do you want to use this method to coerce the Hoffman Brothers to help you build a temple? A special hobby?
"The archbishop has approved the first batch of three new temples to be built in the city." Master Sun pointed his eyes at Abram, who quickly stated: "I will pay for all the expenses."
Master Sun nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, take me back to the hotel."
"How can I let you continue to stay in a simple hotel? You are the most distinguished guest of our Hoffman Brotherhood. I sincerely invite you to live in my home. I will prepare the most comfortable guest room for you and provide you with anything you need.
Service." The noble lady immediately twisted her waist and came closer, her movements and voice were full of "sincerity".
Abram snorted secretly, no wonder his employer wanted to follow him to Iris Province to stare at this woman, so frivolous! But...if this lady accepts her invitation, I don't seem to have the courage to stop her. I might not even report this matter to my employer in the royal capital - it's not that I'm cowardly, it's actually for the good of my employer.
But Mr. Sun was not interested: "No need, just reinstate my membership at Hoffman's Restaurant."
"You will become our highest-level Diamond member in no time!"
Mr. Sun seemed to have returned to a few days ago, lingering at the card table and bar of the Hoffman Restaurant. The difference was that the lady was pestering him like brown candy. Beauty of her style was extremely popular in the country of Xilan, attracting Because of the jealousy of other Keren, it almost led to jealous conflicts several times. Mr. Sun didn't bother to deal with it, but the noble lady solved these problems by herself.
Mr. Sun really has no interest in this red barbarian woman. For no other reason, he feels that he is at a disadvantage because I am still a child in this world.
Building a temple in Xilan Kingdom may be a long-term project. It is said that three generations of a believer's family carried a stone brick every day and spent more than a hundred years building a temple with their bare hands. But it can also be done very quickly, as long as there are high-level Believers use God's creations, and a grand temple can rise from the ground in a few days.
The three temples that Mr. Sun wanted to build were started together in different places in the city. Abram personally supervised the construction and they were all completed in only three days. On the day of the unveiling, the bishop came in person. Mu and the noble lady secretly observed and found that the bishop truly respected Lord Sun - someone could completely defeat him in his great temple in less than a minute, and then force him to betray my god, and he didn't know how to use it. By what means, after he betrayed his faith, he was not punished by our God. Of course, the bishop was full of awe!
He even suspected that Master Sun was an incarnation of the [King of Time and Space Conqueror] or the [Eternal God Lord] on the ground!
The three temples have opened bustlingly. The religion only makes money by "drawing water" from my god. There are still a large number of sacrifices that must be dedicated to my god regularly. Mr. Sun is even more outrageous. He does not draw water but all of it. The flow is cut off...
Abram and the noble lady then moved to their "own" temple to pray. After the first three temples, four more temples were built in villages and towns outside the city.
But as time went by, Abram, the power of the Six Mountains, was the first to notice that something was wrong. He approached the noble lady tremblingly: "I feel like someone is stealing my god's faith!"
Chapter completed!