Angel Blade! Also known as the Blood Angel! The largest violent criminal organization in Europe, engaged in various types of criminal activities such as gambling, loan sharking, pornography, drugs, smuggling and counterfeiting, intimidation and extortion. As long as they can make profits and achieve their goals, they will
Don’t mind using any method! This organization is similar to a mafia criminal group and a mercenary armed organization. It has no real stereotyped scope, no definite scope of activities, and no clear headquarters location.
Its existence has become the root cause of crime across Europe, and eradication operations, including multinational joint operations, have been carried out. However, like cancer and weeds, it is spreading everywhere, but it is impossible to trace the root cause and completely eliminate it. Instead, it causes
Many times of crazy revenge.
This organization was founded in Hungary in the 19th century. It was initially an alliance of many small criminal organizations. Later, it was forcibly merged and annexed by a few ambitious people, and developed into a large criminal group with strict internal hierarchy and extremely loose external structure. After a long period of time,
With development and constant adjustment, Angel Blade began to break out of the country and spread throughout Europe, becoming a cancerous headache for many governments.
Twenty-five years ago, a 20-year-old boy, a pervert who was called a "madman", "demon", "mentally ill" and "wild dog" by various governments, became the thirty-ninth leader of Angel Blade.
"Boss", the person with the highest power, is also the youngest leader in history. His name is...Satin!
Some people also call him Satan! Because what he does is the same as the devil!
He renamed the Angel Blade to the Blood Angel, spent five years firmly grasping the major affiliated forces in his hands, and successfully integrated and formed this criminal organization. It has also developed to its peak state. No matter how crazy it is,
The scope of influence and financial income have reached the highest level in history.
Sardin has created many miracles and is the god in the hearts of many Angel Blade fanatics! He is also the most wanted criminal in various European countries! The most troublesome and feared existence!
But such a devil who caused mischief everywhere disappeared mysteriously for eighteen years without any warning or clues. He disappeared completely and cleanly, as if he had disappeared from the world and was never seen again. All investigations and tracking have been completed.
It ended in failure. They didn't even know if Sardin was still alive or which force was behind it.
Since then, the Blood Angels have fallen into divisions and internal strife. They have been divided into five major branches by Sardin's five former cronies. Each has delineated its own sphere of influence, has no contact with each other, and rarely cooperates. Only externally, it still calls itself the "Bloody Angel"
” or “Angel Blade.”
In the past eighteen years, they have had many ups and downs and tribulations, and suffered many devastating blows, but they still exist, and are more secretive and dangerous, continuing the tradition of the Sardinian era.
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"Huh? What's your expression? Are you unhappy that I'm alive?" Sardin's face turned cold unexpectedly, and suddenly he laughed: "Nibu, you haven't seen me for so many years, have you ever thought about me?"
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"You're not dead? How could you not be dead?" Nibu wanted to calm down, but the appearance of Sardin strongly impacted his mind.
Who is Sardin? Eighteen years ago, this was the representative word of "devil" and "crazy"! Its danger even affected the stability and public security of all European countries, which made the old palace master intolerable and planned the
That sneak attack and imprisonment.
Didn't it mean that he had been tortured to death? Why did he suddenly come back to life?
"Forget it, let's not discuss such an unlucky topic." Sardin waved his hand casually and seriously considered: "What should we talk about? We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we can't find a common topic."
Nibu looked at him intently and suddenly shouted: "Sadin! I'm warning you, if you don't want the Blood Angel to be completely destroyed, you'd better go back to the prison immediately! Otherwise, no one can save the palace master when he comes back.
You!" He was scared, really scared. He couldn't imagine what kind of chaotic storm this guy would set off when he returned. Eighteen years ago, he was so insane that the world was terrified. After being imprisoned for eighteen years, he
To what extent has your soul been twisted? What measures will you take to retaliate and vent?!
He couldn't imagine it, really couldn't imagine it!
Sardin seemed unaware and was still thinking seriously. After a while, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the gray-haired old man next to him: "Hey, little guy, come and help me start a topic."
"Yes, yes." The old man responded hurriedly, not daring to be careless. "It is late at night now. You can discuss the late night snack issue with Archbishop Nibu."
"Supper? Hmm!!! Good, good! Good idea! Eating can enhance emotional communication, good! Very good. You are very smart, little guy." Sardin nodded to the old man and everyone praised him.
The old man smiled apologetically, quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What kind of midnight snack should I have?" Sardin frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly showed a strange smile. He looked at Nibu, the girl next to him, and then at the old man and other subordinates.
Everyone who was seen by him felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts, even Nibu was no exception. God knows what this pervert thought of.
Sardin chuckled, hugging the girl next to him into his arms, inhaling her rich body fragrance, licking her red tongue from her chest to her forehead, and kissed her lips gently.
The girl didn't know why, so she had to respond wholeheartedly, and regardless of the situation around her, she took the initiative to spread her sweet tongue and twist her body. But before she could get into the mood, Sardin, who was still kissing her, said something vaguely
: "Beauty, have you ever eaten human meat buns?"
The girl's pupils suddenly dilated, her soft body suddenly stiffened, and her face was filled with fear. Everyone nearby shook their bodies uncontrollably and looked at each other in shock.
Sardin seemed to be excited by his idea, and suddenly he hugged the stiff girl, turned her over and pressed her on the golden seat, kissed her passionately, and stroked and kneaded her hard. But the erotic scene had just begun, and she hadn't finished yet.
At the end, Sardin suddenly bounced up from above, and the previous excitement and intoxication were replaced by coldness and ferociousness.
Moodiness, rapid and sudden mood changes, seriously test everyone's psychological endurance.
Sardin glanced at the entire audience and said coldly: "You've been tired for a long time, are you hungry?"
Gulu, everyone swallowed hard and shook their heads quickly.
"You're welcome, I'll treat you to a late-night snack tonight, eat... meat buns!"
Nibu on the ground suddenly struggled violently and roared like a madman: "Sadin!! You madman! You beast!!"
He knows Sardin! He knows Sardin very well! Meat bun? Make yourself into a meat bun? He is absolutely sure that this is definitely not a joke! It is really possible to do such a crazy move!
Sardin waved his hand: "Drag him down, tie him to the car, and we will take him away. Inform the kitchen to add more vegetables and seasonings when making the buns. Make soup with the remaining bones and share them with the brothers to replenish their health."
"Yes!" The big men who controlled Nibu knocked out the struggling and roaring Nibu with punches, and dragged him down. In the past half month, they had seen the moodiness and temperament of this "mythical boss"
It's scary, so I don't dare to have any resistance at this moment.
"...Meat buns...not bad...I haven't eaten meat for a long time...I need to eat more..." Sardin touched his chin, as if reminiscing about his pioneering work, and even licked his lips.
Bar mouth.
It was just this scene that made the faces of everyone present turn pale and their legs become weak. To be honest, they were happy and excited for Sardin's return. They also truly respected and loved him, and were willing to serve him with their lives. But it was unacceptable.
If they don't admit it, many times they are frightened and live in fear.
"Little guy, what's your name? I don't remember very well." Sardin looked at the old man.
"Ruzov." The old man responded quickly. Who could have imagined that Ruzov, one of the leaders of the five branches of the Blood Angels, would be so humble.
"Are we Blood Angels short of money?"
"No shortage! Boss, don't worry, we have accumulated a lot of wealth, enough for you to do what you want to do."
"Aren't you short of money?" Sardin frowned slightly: "You are really not short of money?"
"There is no shortage, we really..." After Ruzov finished speaking, the think tank next to him quickly pulled him and reminded him quietly, and then quickly changed his words: "Uh... ahem... we are short of money, we don't have much money.
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"That's right, that's right. People, don't always feel rich. There is a saying in China, which is to be prepared for danger in times of peace. I think it makes sense." Sardin nodded with satisfaction, and ran his fingertips over the seats made by the sneakers.
The smile spread: "Move away."
"Ah? Ah! Move, you guys, move it quickly." Ruzov quickly called on his subordinates to move this golden seat that represents the authority of the temple.
"This luminous pearl looks good, move it!"
"Ah? Is this also made of gold? Move!"
"This cross is so impressive, move it!"
"Is this a statue of a saint? Move it!"
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Sardine turned his attention to the magnificent palace, and moved anything that caught his eye and was valuable!
The original massacre troops suddenly turned into dismantlers and porters, knocking and beating, carrying out everything that could be taken away. In the end, even the security troops were called in to join in the transportation.
Work queue.
Is this moving? Is this greed for money? No! This is the greatest insult to the temple! It is the greatest provocation to the temple!
For three hours, Sardin looked at the dilapidated hall and laughed. He laughed happily and weirdly. Finally... he licked his lips with his scarlet tongue and slowly uttered one word: "Burn!"
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