No one cares about the more than thirty truck drivers who died on the Tianjin Highway.
The Consulate didn't care, the Secret Bureau didn't have time to take care of it, and even the Governor's Office temporarily tolerated it for the sake of the overall situation.
Those thirty or so lives seemed to have been deliberately forgotten by people.
But I didn't expect that this old man named He would still remember it and specifically mention it in front of Oona.
The old man named He...
I remained silent, but there was a hint of doubt in my heart.
What’s your surname?…
On top of the city, Oona shouted loudly: "Just for those thirty or so untouchables?"
"Mr. He! Is your grandson there?"
Mr. He shook his head: "Those truck drivers are strangers to me."
Oona's face was distorted: "I am the general manager of the Temple in Asia! I am a top A-level expert!"
"More than thirty untouchables..."
Seeing Mr. He's face darken, Oona immediately changed her words: "I am willing to compensate!"
"Thirty-two drivers, the temple is willing to provide thirty-two trucks of supplies! Food, fuel, metal minerals, whatever!"
"I might even apologize publicly!"
Mr. He smiled slightly: "What we want is not materials, but an attitude."
"Obviously, you don't have this attitude."
The cold wind blew by, causing everyone on the city top to be as silent as cicadas, and no one dared to speak.
The old man made it clear that he wanted to kill Ona, and there was no room for negotiation.
No compensation, no apology, just Oona's death.
The black-robed and silver-robed warriors standing behind Ona looked fierce, ready to move.
But Oona turned around and shouted: "Don't even make a move!"
She smiled miserably and said: "The Knights of the Kingdom of God will advance to Kyoto at all costs and put pressure on you. This order was given by me."
"There is a saying in China! If one person does something, one person is responsible for it! If I die, sir, can you let the others go?"
Mr. He nodded and said: "I will only kill you."
Oona said loudly: "I hope the old gentleman will keep his word!"
She turned to Muhammad and said: "Thank you sir for your generous help! It's a pity that Oona did something wrong and had to pay for it with her life!"
A silver-robed warrior said angrily: "Miss Ona! We will fight him!"
"The Lord Adjudicator will be here soon! Why do you have to do this!",
Oona laughed and looked sad and angry: "The peace conference will be held soon! If Oona alone triggers the battle between Middle-earth and Lord Judgment, Oona will be punished by death!"
"After I die, please tell the Lord Adjudicator that the overall situation is more important and you cannot avenge me!"
The righteousness of her words echoed throughout Almaty.
Not only the warriors in the temple showed angry expressions, but even the pilgrims in Almaty sighed slightly.
Some people even looked at Mr. He with hatred.
In their opinion, it was the masters from Middle-earth who forcibly forced Oona from the Temple to death.
Moreover, the peace conference is about to be held at this juncture!
Bai Ju said slowly: "There is something about this woman. Even if she dies, she will discredit Zhongtu."
"Old He, are the people in the temple really so upright and upright?"
I sneered: "Awesome?"
"That's nonsense. She has the ability to fake death, which may also be related to the out-of-body experience."
"At that time, outside the Minyang Asylum, my sister chopped off her head with an axe. Everyone thought she was going to die. But in the end, she didn't know what means to use to hide her three souls and seven souls, and then looked for opportunities. Escaped."
Having said this, I suddenly greeted: "Sister! Bring out your ax!"
"You know how to shrink to an inch. If this damn woman repeats the same trick, catch up and destroy her soul!"
Bai Curse said: "Fake death?"
"It's impossible. If you try to do this in front of an S-class, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating."
On the contrary, he was aware of the presence of the old god and didn't take it seriously at all.
Although I think so too, but think about it carefully, when we were in the Minyang Sanctuary, who among Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu was not an S-level master with one foot in the game?
But even they couldn't see that Oona had faked her death.
This... old gentleman, please don't let your boat capsize in the gutter and let people escape after all the effort.
Queen Secret Heart was gearing up, with a face full of eagerness to try, while the three wolf spirits dragged the ax out of the car while yelling.
On the top of the city, Oona's impassioned speech had ended. She casually took off her dirty golden robe, threw it at the bottom of the city, and shouted: "Today Oona gave her life for her life! I hope Mr. He will keep his promise!"
"
As soon as she finished speaking, she already had a dagger in her hand, pointed it at her throat and stabbed her hard!
Amid the exclamations of the pilgrims, Oona's throat spurted blood and her life was cut off.
Her body fell limply to the ground, her eyes filled with hatred, anger, and unwillingness.
An old man in white robes walked over tremblingly. He touched Oona's eyes with his hands and said sadly: "Mr. He, are you satisfied?"
Mr. He shook his head: "Not satisfied."
The white-robed priest's face was full of grief and anger: "If you are not satisfied, you can kill us all too!"
"The warriors of the Temple will not resist!"
Mr. He shook his head slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a wisp of virtual talisman spread rapidly down the city wall and flew towards the golden robe.
Then, in full view of everyone, the golden robe suddenly flew up and fled quickly into the distance.
Everyone inside and outside the city was in an uproar.
No one expected that a piece of clothing would have such a change!
Mr. He said softly: "Is this the soul transfer technique of the temple?"
"You are really ignorant to use this method in front of me!"
"If I want to kill you, I will never fail like those little idiots!"
What I heard outside the city was full of black threads.
Those little idiots? Who are you talking about?
The golden robe was running away like crazy, and the Queen of Secret Heart was already holding an ax and was ready to stop the opponent.
But at this moment, a chain formed by a virtual talisman flew out quickly and chased after him like a meteor chasing the moon.
The chains wrapped around the waist of the golden robe, and then shrank rapidly.
Oona's soul fluctuation spread throughout the space: "Senior! I was wrong! I was wrong!"
"Senior! You can't kill me! I am the daughter of William Miles, the temple's first magician! My sister is a saint of the temple! My brother is a holy knight!"
"My grandfather was the Cardinal Archbishop of the Temple!"
"My teacher is the chief judge of the Temple Judgment Office!"
"If you kill me, you will cause yourself countless troubles!"
"Senior! Let me go once! I swear that I will never set foot in Middle-earth in this life!"
There was an uneasy commotion among the pilgrims.
No one expected Oona’s background to be so great!
If her soul escaped, it would escape. After all, as long as the soul is immortal, there is no death.
But it's different now. This old man doesn't even want to let go of the other party's soul! He wants to completely destroy the other party!
If the people behind her knew about it, how could they be willing to stop?
In the fluctuation of Oona's soul that was almost pleading, Mr. He said softly: "I thought you were really not afraid of death."
"Those who kill will always be killed. I have the strength to kill you today. If your father and brother have the strength to kill me in the future, they are welcome to come and find me."
"I live in Yanshan, my name...why don't you come!"