Qi Changqing, Wu Qiao and Wang Daoling were arranged to sleep by the embassy staff one after another. Xiang Que stood alone in front of the window. Not far away, he could still see the shadows, which were from the Knights of the Holy See.
Monitoring, for the past two days, they have worked tirelessly to guard the outside of the embassy like ghosts, and like flies, watching the people entering and leaving the embassy, showing an attitude of never giving up.
Xiang Que waited for two days, and when the reinforcements came, he felt a lot more reassured. But just the arrival of people was not enough. He had to come up with a plan. The two sides had to fight each other to decide the winner. Qianli
He had to deal with three bosses all the time. If he didn't understand the arrangements and returned home in vain, he was really afraid that he would be beaten by these three people when he returned.
"It's better to know yourself and the enemy. Hey, why doesn't that old bat believe it yet?" Xiang Que just muttered, and the phone on his body rang, and the prince's cold and calm voice came from it: "I'm here, people.
On the outskirts of Rome, we can't go through the city now. There are too many people in the Holy See. Once we show up, they can easily smell our breath."
"I have to meet you. I am very eager to understand the strength of the Holy See. Only you, the destined enemies, are the most familiar with them."
The battle between the Holy See and vampires, I am afraid no one can explain clearly in terms of history. Since the existence of vampires, they have been regarded as heretics by the Catholic Church. The mercy of God has never been reflected in vampires. Anyone who sees them will be killed.
, the relationship between the two parties can no longer be simply described as hatred. Only one party can completely disappear, and the attitude of fighting to the death is full.
During the thousands of years that Catholics and vampires have been fighting each other, they have become the ones who know each other best. There is a good saying that the people who know you best are definitely not your relatives or friends, but your enemies who regard you as a life and death enemy.
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"I'll go see you tomorrow"
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "Aren't you not allowed to enter Rome?"
"What I just said was about us, not me. It is impossible for the people I brought to enter Rome. I still have no problem," Augura said calmly.
At three o'clock in the morning the next day, the news from Wang Kunlun came over. After paying the price of several bodyguards and his own nephew, the patriarch of the Braiano family wisely chose to withdraw and not continue to play a role in this incident.
They had no choice but to surrender and bow their heads. At the same time that Wang Kunlun and his men broke into the manor, another group of people broke into Raymond's villa and used both methods to grab the throat of the Mafia family patriarch.
It is impossible to choose to confront the fierce Wang Kunlun head-on. The price is too high. Even if the entire Italian Mafia family unites to avenge him, then what is the use? He, his son and nephew
They have gone to see Satan a long time ago. No matter how miserable the fate of Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que, the murderers, they will never be able to see.
Is he a man who knows the current affairs?
After letting the Breano family choose to shut up, Xiangque only needs to face the Holy See. As for the Italian officials, the government has its own government to deal with it, not to mention that in the end, these Catholics were defeated. The Italian government
They will definitely choose to shut up very wisely. After all, they are just cheering for the Holy See and do not really want to go against China.
"Hey, isn't this pig and dog food? Look, look, what are these things for eating?" Wang Daoling pointed to the steak, pasta, and two salads on the table with dissatisfaction and said, "I'm a little bit dissatisfied.
Once you’re satisfied, you don’t have to sleep well, and you don’t have to have women for the time being, but I think it’s necessary to take it seriously when it comes to eating. How can you have the strength to take action if you’re not full? It’s a matter of life and death, we can’t deal with it!”
Xiang Que said: "Dad Wang, I am also living under someone else's roof. This is a very solemn and sacred place in the embassy. Can we have some quality?"
Wang Daoling stretched his neck and said: "Guess what I saw this morning? A female translator, tall, wearing a pair of glasses, short skirt and stockings... What I'm telling you is that I don't have any
Hooking up with the woman here is already very solemn and sacred, understand?"
Xiang Que was sweating coldly and said, "Come on, my royal father, can you deal with it for two days first? After finishing the business, I will give you a good show. Don't you want something exotic? That's fine."
It’s definitely no problem”
"If you say so, it's not bad." Wang Daoling immediately lowered his standards and ate standard Italian-style Western food with a frown.
If it was because of his appearance, Xiang Que doubted that it was Wang Xuanzhen’s mistake to put him down by the Daming Lake. Wang Daoling was a typical Chen Daoming style, and he could easily capture all the young and old women with his movements, but Wang Daoling’s long
It's quite unsatisfactory. You can tell just from the fact that he is fat. He is not a very good-looking person. To put it nicely, he can only be regarded as a fat man who is not too unpleasant.
Regardless of their appearance, Wang Xuanzhen and Wang Daoling's temperaments are 99% similar from the bottom up, that is, they are very coquettish!
From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with the genes inherited from father and son.
"Look at me, Mr. Qiao, he is very calm. The wind can't shake the slightest disturbance in his heart." Xiang Que bared his teeth and smiled at Wu Qiao.
"Actually, I also think...that female translator in black stockings is pretty good," Wu Qiao raised his head and said.
"Oh, Master Qiao is also attracted by Fan Fan?" Xiang Que was surprised.
Wuqiao said shyly: "Well, my heart, which has not been fluctuating for a long time, rippled in a circle. When she passed by, I seemed to be a little restless."
Xiang Que looked at Wu Qiao and Wang Daoling, and said speechlessly: "What? That female translator in black stockings pissed into your hearts?"
Wu Qiao rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are too talkative. I asked you to describe the feeling of mating when it comes to feelings. It's superficial."
Wang Daoling said fiercely: "It's vulgar. I have to think about whether I will let our family fat and fat mix with you in the future. You have brought many children into trouble."
Xiang Que couldn't help but said: "I am like this because of Fatty Wang. I left home and went to the mountains when I was ten years old. I came out of Gujing Temple in my early twenties. The first person I met was Fatty Wang. I used to be a blank slate.
, since I met him, he has written a big word "sultry" on the paper.
"Hmph, do you think your Gujing Temple is some kind of pure place? Every good guy, a seasoned man, hooks up with an old nun, and if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will naturally be crooked." Wang Daoling looked unconvinced.
said.
Qi Changqing coughed dryly and said, "Can you please stop talking in a rhythm? I have provoked you to provoke you?"
Wu Qiao was delighted: "We are facing a formidable enemy, so let's start fighting among ourselves."
"Masters, have you finished eating? We have to go see someone after eating."
"That old bat"
"Well! I'm waiting outside the city."
When Xiang Que was about to leave the embassy, the Knights Templar outside could not notice it at all. He was sitting in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz with a car wrap, and he passed a few people from the embassy door in a dignified manner.
The wandering Templars passed by.
In the distance, Hermann on a high-rise building stared at the Mercedes-Benz driving out of the embassy. He closed his eyes and felt the energy inside. He only noticed that the three people who suddenly entered the embassy last night left again today.
"What are these people doing here?" Although Herman noticed that these three people were unusual, he still did not think that they were helpers called by Xiang Que. He would never have thought that only three or four people were helpers.
The opponent's trump card to resolve the crisis is the entire Holy See. How many people can you call to deal with it?
It is a pity that Western practitioners simply cannot understand the abnormal strength of Feng Shui Yin and Yang practitioners in Eastern countries. They never win with more, and their personal heroism is amazing.
Especially people from Gujing Temple are the best at working alone!
Half an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz parked under the parking garage of the hotel. Xiang Que and the others got out of the car and took the elevator into the hotel room. Wang Kunlun and Augu La had already met up.
"Uh-huh" Ogula's eyes crossed over to Xiang Que, and first fell on Wang Daoling. After a long time, he said in surprise: "Why do I feel a... from his body, it seems to be very..."
Familiar scent”
Wang Daoling rolled his eyes and said: "I think too much. I have nothing in common with you bats who like to suck blood. I like drinking red wine, not blood."
"You are also from the depths of hell," Augula said.
Wang Daoling and Qi Changqing were slightly stunned. What the other party said might be a bit general, but they understood the meaning. What the other party said was absolutely correct. Wang Daoling had been deep in the Nine Nether Hells and rarely returned to the earthly world.
When Cao Shanjun met Wang Daoling for the first time, he once said that he did not belong to the human world.
Augu La looked at Qi Changqing again and said, "Are you and Xiang Que the same kind of person?"
"Master comes from the same sect." Qi Changqing politely stretched out his hand and said: "I have admired you for a long time, your prince from the blood clan."
Wu Qiao nodded towards him, said nothing, and sat casually aside.
Ogola said to Xiang Que meaningfully: "There are only four people? Is this what you said and left a backup plan? Xiang Que, why do I feel like I have been tricked by you? Is the Holy See so unbearable?
, only four of you are allowed to come out, and you want to compete with the Catholic Church led by the Pope?"
"Isn't it true that I still have you, Prince?" Xiang Que said with a smile.
Augula sighed and said: "I really regret it..."
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