Chapter 309: Killing One is a crime and Slaughtering Wan is a hero
Chapter 309: Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero
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A beautiful figure walked into the bar. She was wearing a delicate and elegant Chanel skirt and a beige short windbreaker. Maria, whom she had not seen for a long time, still looked simple and smart in her outfit.
Maria stood elegantly at the door of the bar, looking at the gloomy-looking Patrick, and said loudly, "The strong always eats the weak, even if it is justified. Killing one is a crime, but killing ten thousand is a hero. Nine million were slaughtered.
, that is, heroes among heroes. Looking at the world for five thousand years, there is no place where heroes do not kill people. Bishop Patrick, I don’t know if you agree with what I said.”
"Thugs, thugs who only know how to use violence." Patrick snorted expressionlessly, stretched out his hand and made the sign of the cross on his chest, then lowered his head and fell silent.
Maria ignored Patrick's dissatisfaction and walked to the wine table. Looking at the surprised Ye Feng, Maria's charming face bloomed with a bright smile. "The wind of hell, I haven't seen it for many days, I don't know
Can you still remember me?"
Ye Feng laughed, pointed to the table and chairs next to him, and said, "Maria, I didn't expect that you are the special envoy of the Holy Cross."
Maria's large, clear and bright sapphire eyes shone with an elusive brilliance. She held her skirt with both hands and sat elegantly next to Ye Feng. She said with a smile, "When I was in Tianjing in the past,
But I racked my brains to take your life. I didn’t expect that after I revealed my identity, we could actually drink together at the same table. It’s really amazing that God’s ways are unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people.”
The aroma is elegant and refreshing, and Maria still exudes the familiar smell of Chanel Coco perfume. Ye Feng breathes in the faint fragrance lingering around him, and can't help but recall the past with Maria.
Things in the world are so wonderful. When he was in Beijing in China, facing the pursuit of the Holy Cross Society, Ye Feng hated the mysterious Eastern Affairs Director with all his heart. But now, when Ye Feng
When he learned that the Maria he had once suspected was the head of Eastern Affairs who had never been seen before, the hatred in his heart disappeared.
Perhaps it was what Maria said after walking into the bar that greatly touched Ye Feng's heart. The strong always eats the weak, even if it is justified. Killing one is a sin, killing ten thousand is a hero.
. Killing nine million people is the hero among heroes. Looking at the world for five thousand years, there is no place where heroes do not kill people. Fundamentally, there is no hatred between Ye Feng and Maria. The reason why the two are in opposition is completely
It's because the positions we stand on are different.
Maria stretched out her slender white hands, gently picked up the astispumante wine, poured wine into the wine glasses in front of Ye Feng and Patrick, and then poured another glass of wine for herself.
Ye Feng picked up the wine glass, looked at the bubbles slowly rising in the glass, and said lightly, "Now, will the Holy Cross continue to hunt me down?"
Maria smiled brightly, raised her wine glass, looked at Ye Feng and said, "This moment, that moment. Enemies who used to fight each other will become close friends."
"Friend." Looking at the sincere and calm smile on Maria's face, Ye Feng said with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "This change is truly earth-shaking."
With Bishop Patrick present, Maria did not want to continue talking about this matter. She just said lightly, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Ye Feng smiled and said nothing, pondering Maria's words in his heart.
Maria blinked her eyes, raised her wine glass, touched the wine glass in Ye Feng's hand gently, and said with a smile. "That's why I said that the way of heaven is unpredictable, and fortune plays tricks on people. The wind of hell makes us feel so rare for this."
Let’s raise a toast to our friendship.”
"You are a very good lobbyist." Ye Feng laughed loudly, raised his glass, and drank it down in one gulp.
Maria turned slightly sideways and raised her glass to pay tribute to Patrick, who had been silent. "Bishop Patrick, I don't know if we can be friends."
Patrick was startled when he heard this, looked at the wine glass on the wine table, sighed slightly, lowered his head and fell silent again.
The corners of Maria's mouth were slightly raised, and a rather playful smile appeared on her charming cheek. After taking a sip of wine, Maria put down the wine glass, looked at the silent Patrick, and said meaningfully. "Bishop Patrick."
, I came to Milan with an olive branch and the gun of a freedom fighter, please don’t let the olive branch fall from my hands.”
Patrick frowned and said in a cold tone. "Are you threatening me? I will not surrender to you cruel and evil pagans."
"Cruel and evil." Maria laughed, her laughter full of sadness and loneliness, and a little bit of indignation and unruly. "Is this the fraternity and freedom that you, the Holy See of Milan, preach? We, the Holy Cross Society, and you
The Holy See of Milan is from the same school, but because of our different ideological concepts, you have pursued and brutally suppressed us for hundreds of years."
"If we want to talk about cruelty and evil, isn't your Holy See in Milan even more cruel than our Holy Cross Society? Over the past few hundred years, you have massacred so many of our members and believers." Maria's eyes flashed with excitement, and she reached out her hand from the leaves.
Feng picked up the cross given to Ye Feng by Cardinal Antonio, stretched it out in front of Patrick, and said with great anger. "You executioners with blood-stained hands, have you asked yourselves what you have committed over the past few hundred years?"
Can God forgive you for your heinous sins?"
Patrick looked at the cross in Maria's hand, his expression getting darker and darker.
Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The winner is legal and can be called emperor; the loser is illegal and will be called a bandit. The winner has the power and no one dares to blame, but the loser often has
Difficult to tell.
Ye Feng is not a Christian, so he naturally does not know the history that Maria mentioned, but judging from Patrick's face, Maria has hit the key point of the Milan Holy See.
Alas, Ye Feng sighed secretly and thought in his heart. It seems that this is the case at all times and in all countries. The winner is not as glamorous as the propaganda describes, and the loser is not as evil as the winner says.
And unbearable.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely solemn. Ye Feng looked at the gloomy Patrick and then at the indignant Maria, and had no choice but to smooth things over. "History has become history, and we should now focus on the future. Since the Holy Cross Society is interested
If you want to return to mainstream society, then you two should sit down and have a good talk. It is better to take a step back and let everyone coexist peacefully than to fight and kill each other every day."
Maria cast a grateful look at Ye Feng, then looked at Patrick, and said with disdain. "I came to see the cardinal this time with the desire for reconciliation. What a pity, those in power
But they don’t know right from wrong, and they still look at people with old eyes wearing colored glasses.”
Patrick snorted coldly and said rather dissatisfied. "Are you here to reconcile? The bishop is so angry that you are sick in bed. I think you are not here to reconcile at all. You are clearly provoking us."
"Stop fantasizing about the glorious days of the past. The balance of victory is already tilting towards us. We hold important chips in our hands, so why would we let you bully us like before?" Maria countered without giving in.
Instead of relaxing, the atmosphere at the scene was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Ye Feng smiled bitterly, stopped talking, picked up the wine glass and started drinking.
Dang, Dang. The wall clock on the wall rang. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
Alejandro, who had been lying silently on the bar, stood up tremblingly. Looking at the clock on the wall, Alejandro became more and more frightened, and his thin body began to tremble involuntarily.
Another burst of sobbing came from the operating room with a curtain hanging.
The sudden cry made Patrick and Maria, who didn't know what was going on, feel very puzzled. Patrick frowned and looked towards the operation room following the cry. Maria lowered her head and leaned against the leaf.
In the wind's ear, he asked softly, "My dear, what is going on?"
Dear, this ambiguous and affectionate name was spoken at this moment by Maria, who had just turned her enemy into a friend. Ye Feng suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling.
The fragrance is alluring, the face is charming, Maria's pretty face is right in front of her eyes, her eyes are full of autumn water, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she has an affectionate and euphemistic look. Ye Feng's heart is pounding, and he can't wait to see this charming beauty on the spot.
A kiss on the beauty's face.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Patrick who was looking towards the operation room. Ye Feng moved to the side, keeping a little distance from Maria's charming face as she approached him, and then told him about the bar.
Said it briefly.
Hearing that just a few gangsters came to make trouble, Maria smiled, turned to look at Patrick, and teased, "It seems that the rule of the Holy See of Milan is not as pure a land on earth as you say."
"Fields for the tiller, houses for the dwellers... No exploitation, no oppression... No disputes, mutual respect and love, and peaceful coexistence... A happy life, peace and tranquility, and everyone is content with themselves." Maria said with a smile on her face.
Smiling, she spoke with great emotion. Suddenly, Maria's tone changed and she said with great sarcasm. "Ha, it's only now that I understand that these propaganda statements that depict the world as perfect as heaven are...
It’s just a little trick to fool people.”
First praise and then restraint, first praise and then disparagement, Maria's words made Ye Feng feel very funny. But in order to worry about Patrick sitting next to him, Ye Feng had to suppress the smile in his heart and pretend to be
As if nothing had happened, he drank the wine in the glass calmly.
"You, you, you." Maria exposed her shortcomings again and again, making Patrick anxious and angry. However, what Maria said was not a lie fabricated out of thin air.
Although Patrick was angry, he was at a loss for words and could not refute for a while.
"Pa", Patrick slapped the wine table angrily, stood up suddenly, waved to several Bishop Guard soldiers who were waiting at the door of the bar, and ordered with a serious look. "Stay at the door. If you find any local gangsters coming in front of you,
If they come to cause trouble, arrest them immediately."
Maria also stood up, with an extremely exaggerated expression on her pretty face, as if she had never seen Patrick before, staring at Patrick from left to right.
After watching for a while, Maria suddenly covered her mouth with her hand and laughed. "Bishop Patrick, just now you were criticizing me and Ye Feng, saying that we only abuse violence. Why are you starting to use violence now?"
"
Patrick was extremely embarrassed. He wanted to speak out to refute, but found that he was inconsistent. As soon as he refuted, he would be immediately caught by the other party, thus attracting more violent attacks on himself. Patrick was anxious and angry, and could neither stand nor sit.
, I felt a little overwhelmed for a while.
"Bishop Patrick, why didn't you say anything? Did I say something wrong?" Looking at Patrick's embarrassed look, Maria's smile grew stronger. She sat back in her seat, looked sideways at Ye Feng, and reached out to touch
Touching his ears, he joked, "Is it because I didn't hear clearly just now and misinterpreted Bishop Patrick's words? Oh, Ye Feng, tell me, did Bishop Patrick intend to use violence just now?"
Until now, Ye Feng has finally realized how powerful Maria is. This charming beauty is full of charm in every gesture and gesture, and is full of charm for men. She is also very eloquent and can directly hit the opponent's vital points with just a few words.
There is no way to refute it.
The scene was extremely embarrassing, and the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger. Ye Feng, the peacemaker, could no longer stay out of the matter. Ye Feng reached out and patted Maria on the shoulder, indicating that she should stop arguing with Patrick. Then he stood up and
Patrick, who was blushing and thick-necked with anger, persuaded him to return to his seat.
Looking at the several Bishop Guard soldiers standing next to the wine table and glaring at Maria, Ye Feng waved his hand to signal them to stay calm.
When several Bishop Guard soldiers retreated angrily, Maria looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile, "Ye Feng, how do you think this matter should be handled."
A faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face and he said. "Relying on external help is only the lowest method, and it is not a long-term solution. The most important thing is to make yourself stronger. Only in this way can you be better."
Live in this world."
Maria nodded, quite agreeing with Ye Feng's point of view.
Patrick frowned and interjected. "Mr. Ye, what you said makes sense. However, not everyone in this world has your skills."
The smile on Ye Feng's face grew stronger, he turned around and looked at the restless Alessandro, and said lightly.
"A person's strength does not depend on his fists, but on his heart."
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