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Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh also....who?

The purple-robed warrior was choked like this and immediately became speechless. You already knew it and you still asked about it.

Of course, he naturally did not dare to respond like this, so he could only reply respectfully: "Back to the Bishop, Patney only met the man after he was arrested. The man may just be a thug."

"Isn't there a rumor that it's Lin Zhengyi?" Domingo stroked his robe and asked rhetorically.

"Lin Zhengyi?" The person who was asked was stunned again, "Lin Zhengyi has no enmity with us, why would he come to deal with us?"

Next to Domingo, a short, fat, short-bearded guy wearing leather armor pretended to ponder for a moment, and took the initiative to explain to Domingo in a very knowledgeable manner: "In China, the Lin family and the Zhong family are not competing for each other.

A lofty status? Since the Zhong family has united with us, it is possible for the Lin family to come to carry out sabotage."

When the purple-robed warrior heard this, he frowned and said, "The Lin family is not easy to deal with."

The implication was that he also believed that someone from the Lin family might have done it.

The three of them reached a tacit understanding and basically believed that Lin Zhengyi must be supporting Kress behind the scenes.

However, at this time, behind the three of them, a slim man in purple robe finally spoke, but his voice seemed a little weak: "Sir, according to the information collected, Kress is sneaking a sneak attack on the Kazekage's house.

The one who disappeared when Ning was there."

"Huh?" Domingo finally reacted after hearing this, "What is the Fengying family?"

It was obvious that he didn't even know what a Kazekage was.

The other two people looked even more confused: "Bishop Gilson, what is going on?"

"Sir, I think everyone should be familiar with the Fengkage family. It was the family of Kongzao, the most powerful person in the martial arts world of China many years ago."

"Are you talking about Kong?" Domingo's face trembled slightly, "Isn't he already dead?"

"Some time ago, news was released that Kong was not dead, but missing. And his direct disciple is that Ning."

"Ning is the target of the S-level mission issued by the Holy See?" Domingo finally woke up.

"right!"

"Hell, you mean to say that Kress failed in the assassination and was captured instead, so he betrayed the Knights of the Holy Glory and became Ning's subordinate, and now he's taking revenge?"

"That should be it." Jason nodded.

Domingo's face suddenly turned livid.

Then he turned to stare at the stronger purple-robed warrior with quite gorgeous clothes, and said angrily: "Palton, are you an idiot? How did you collect the intelligence? You actually said that Kress's ally is Lin Zhengyi?"

The man named Palton was stunned, and his heart was suddenly run over by ten thousand mud horses. When did I say that Kress's ally was Lin Zhengyi? It was obviously you who said it yourself, right?

However, as the chief intelligence officer, if Domingo does not admit his mistakes, he will naturally be the one to take the blame.

"Yes, Mr. Captain, it's all my fault." Palton admitted his mistake unhappily.

"In that case, you should make amends for yourself and capture that madwoman." Domingo said calmly.

Palton is still aware of Kress's cultivation level, which is in the middle stage of green level. It is slightly inferior to him, because he himself has just recently broken through to the late green stage.

Therefore, Domingo's request is quite reliable.

He didn't want to be humiliated like this anymore, so he had no choice but to take action. To deal with a knight like Kress, there was no need for Domingo to do it himself.

The idea of ​​making up for one's work makes people feel uncomfortable.

"My subordinates know." Palton stared at Kress in the distance with burning eyes. He swayed and jumped down from the golden bell tower. Oh, no. It should be jumping down level by level.

He ran straight towards Kress, who was two hundred meters away.

At this time, Kress was standing at the door, with her arms folded across her chest, as if I were blocking your whole family, and coldly stared at the trembling congregation inside the door.

The only thing that really messed up the scene was that Ning Yi saw that there were six people hanging up, and the other party was still acting like a coward, so in order to achieve the effect, he hired a person to pull a tricycle with a small hanging on the tricycle.

trumpet.

The small speaker repeatedly shouted: "Domingo Garcia, the archbishop of Vinia Castle, molested young girls, robbed local people's houses, ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, did not wipe his buttocks when going to the toilet, did not pay for meals, and wore his underwear backwards

, you are not a human being, you return my hard-earned money."

Kress believes that as a noble warrior and a knight of such a high level.

There was a small speaker hanging next to him that was constantly cursing, which was really a bit weird.

But let alone the effect, the believers were either furious with anger or couldn't hold back their laughter.

The higher-level people were so angry that they screamed, but no one dared to come out.

Looking at this scene, Kress couldn't help but laugh.

She suddenly found that the feeling of blocking people at the door of her home was really refreshing, and the bad breath accumulated in her chest for more than ten years was swept away. Yes, she now lives openly and openly with the name of Kress.

And he’s blocking your door and scolding you?

What can you do?

This feeling has definitely never happened before.

"Kress, you are going too far."

While Kress was secretly happy, someone finally showed up.

"Palton?" Kress actually knew him, the Revelation Knight of the Blue and White Knights.

"Kress, you betrayed the Holy See and actually became a lackey of the Chinese people. Now you actually come here to provoke me. That's enough."

Kress narrowed his eyes and stared at Palton, who was about ten meters in front of him, and sneered: "Last night, when Desia broke into my place indiscriminately and tried to kill me,

You should have thought of today."

"You are so shameless, let's see how I teach you a lesson." Palton shouted, with an ancient jade-colored scepter in his hand, he took a step forward and hit Kress directly on the head.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, Kress suddenly shouted

Hearing this, Palton subconsciously stopped and stared at Kress: "What else do you want to say?"

"Palton, if you have any last words, you'd better tell your family first, so as not to miss the chance later." Kress said lightly.

"It's so shameless. Let's see how I kill you." Palton was furious, and he clamped the inner element to the ancient jade scepter even more quickly. Suddenly, a green brilliance burst out, like a holy miracle.

The onlookers cheered.

"Kill this little bitch!"

"Lord Apocalypse, kill her!"

"Yes, kill her and let her go to hell to accompany Satan forever."

"Lord Enlightenment, teach her a lesson."

There were overwhelming cheers and cheers.

Almost at the same time, the two figures approached each other at the same time. Both sides were full of anger, so they played simple and crude ways.

Directly fill up the internal energy for collision.

"Boom!" The two of them each moved forward about five meters, and Kress raised his lightsaber and smashed it at Palton's ancient jade scepter.

At the moment of contact, violent energy exploded violently. It exploded like a ball of light.

The surrounding land with a radius of about twenty meters was suddenly swept away by the terrifying energy, and even the iron gates between the Holy See towers flew into the sky, crashing on the onlookers not far away with a loud bang.

The onlookers immediately dispersed, but six or seven people were still knocked down, and they screamed for a while.

Looking at the two opponents, they both took a few steps backwards, but there was no difference between them.

As if they had reached an agreement, the two separated for a moment and then bumped into each other violently.

"Boom!" Another violent airflow overflowed, and the tower on the right suffered damage. The gate guard box was instantly blown to pieces. The guard inside hid under the table and wet his pants.

"What the hell!" Domingo, who was watching the battle from a distance, was angry. If the fight continued like this, wouldn't they demolish the church?

"Jelson, go help Palton and get that stinky bitch down for me."

The thin purple-robed warrior heard this and hesitated for a moment: "Sir, two fighting one, is this okay?"

"Bastard. It's been so long, why should I talk to her about morality?" Domingo swept his broad sleeves, and then a strong wind blew up, "I'll give you five rounds. Understand?"

The thin man Jarson nodded helplessly, and could only nod in agreement, and then started to go downstairs.

But when he was halfway downstairs, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye.

Kress and Palton start the third round again.

"boom!"

Now, everyone around me has learned to be smart and hide as far away as possible.

But the ending this time is completely different from the previous one.

When the strong wind was raging, a purple figure was suddenly thrown out of the air mass like a meat bun and slammed into the tower on the left.

A big hole was directly blasted out of the tower.

But Kress stood unscathed, holding a sword in his right hand and a staff in his left hand, like a god.

Jason stopped halfway up the stairs and stopped in mid-air.

Domingo almost fell from the golden clock tower on the top of the building.

The fat man in leather armor threw himself directly on the railing, staring at the scene in the distance, rubbing his eyes vigorously, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

It suddenly became cold.

All the noise and cheers were immediately silenced. The believers who were still waiting in anticipation slowly stepped back one by one, and some secretly reached out to their right chests and quietly pulled off the emblem of the Knights.

Already.

quiet!

The only thing that could be heard was the small speaker hanging on the back of the tricycle towed not far behind Kress.

He kept shouting: "Archbishop Domingo Garcia of Fort Vinya, molested young girls, robbed local people's houses, ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, did not wipe his buttocks when going to the toilet, did not pay for meals, and wore his underwear backwards.

You are not a human being, you pay me back my hard-earned money."

Domingo's face was twitching, veins popped out in the hand holding the railing, and his long beard was blown away by the strong wind, looking a little messy.

"Who else!!!" Kress raised the ancient jade scepter in her left hand high, took a step forward, and shouted arrogantly.

This is definitely a joke caused by the little speaker. (To be continued)

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