Looking at the old white man walking in the distance, Zheng Wenwen greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Sero, welcome."
"Hello, Mr. Zheng."
The old white man shook hands with Zheng Wenwen, then put his hand on his heart and said, "May God be with you."
"please."
Zheng Wenwen gave way to a path.
"please."
Zero nodded slightly, then looked back at the two people behind him, "You guys wait here for a moment, I'll chat with Mr. Zheng for a while first."
"Let's entertain."
Zheng Wenwen glanced at Feng Lin, and then walked deeper into the hotel with Sai Luo.
Poseidon walked towards Feng Lin with a smile and said hello in not very standard Chinese, "Mr. Death Doctor, long time no see."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded.
"snort!"
Athena on the side snorted softly.
"You saved my life when we were first in the island country. I will always remember this kindness."
Poseidon said with a smile.
"But some people don't remember and only know how to repay kindness with hatred."
Feng Lin said angrily, and while speaking, he did not forget to glance at Athena.
"you……"
Athena suddenly pointed at Feng Lin.
"Hahaha! I'm going to smoke a cigarette and you two can chat."
Poseidon walked to the bathroom with a smile.
Feng Lin looked outside and saw several men and women in papal attire holding crosses and praying in front of the hotel.
"Are your people so arrogant wherever they go?" Feng Lin looked at Athena and asked.
"What do you mean by gods and ghosts? Do you dare to insult our gods? Believe it or not, I will kill you?"
Athena said coldly.
"Forget it, I can't communicate with you."
Feng Lin waved his hand gently, turned around and walked to the chair beside him.
Huaxia Yanhuang has always been a special existence.
For example, in almost every mythological system in the world, there is a sun god.
But in Yanhuang, China, there was a human being named Hou Yi.
Many Western teachings are to make people do good things in this life, and after death, God will let people go to heaven.
But the descendants of Yan and Huang in China are different. They often hope to practice themselves and become gods.
There are general signs that the descendants of Yan and Huang never believed that the so-called gods were more noble than themselves.
Athena stared at Feng Lin and walked over after a long time, "I really wanted to thank you last time."
"You're welcome, I'm a good person and I won't argue with you."
Feng Lin waved his hand gently.
"Don't push yourself too far. What you did to me back then..."
"Stop! Dear Miss Athena, who among us provoked whom first?"
Feng Lin interrupted Athena, "It's you! I said I didn't want to fight you, but you insisted on doing it. In the end, I insulted you, but you resented me."
"you……"
"What did I say? Did I say something wrong? Your god will punish you."
Feng Lin crossed his legs and said calmly.
"What is my god? God is everywhere, and it is also your god." Athena didn't know how to answer Feng Lin, so she could only change the subject.
"Don't be ridiculous, I remember Jesus was born two thousand years ago, right?"
Feng Lin smiled and said, "Sorry, we in China were already at the end of the Western Han Dynasty at that time."
"snort!"
Athena snorted again and stopped talking to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin made a tactical retreat.
What is the self-confidence of a culturally powerful nation?
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when a hundred schools of thought contended, which patriarch was not a resounding presence?
If we really follow foreign logic, these people are all gods.
"Come here."
After a while, Zheng Wenwen in the distance waved to Feng Lin and Athena.
The two stood up together and followed Zheng Wenwen.
They came to a luxurious room, where Zero and Poseidon were already sitting on the sofa.
Zheng Wenwen walked in and said to the two people behind him: "Sit wherever you want."
Athena sat next to Zero.
Feng Lin closed the door and sat on the other side.
Zheng Wenwen sat next to Feng Lin and said with a smile: "Mr. Sailuo is proficient in Chinese, so meetings like this will be much more convenient."
"Well, let's get straight to the point. There are many real human masters in Europe. In addition to people from all over the world, there are also foreigners. There are even masters of the fifth level of Dacheng."
Sero looked at Zheng Wenwen calmly, "If we really want to annihilate it, how many experts will you send?"
"Haha! Mr. Sero, when we deal with the real humans in China, we don't let outsiders take action."
Zheng Wenwen smiled and crossed his legs, "The headquarters of the True Humanity is, after all, within the sphere of influence of your Holy See. We can't make too many appearances. How about the three Dacheng realms?"
"If it's the three Mr. Zheng's level of attainment, it would be fine." Sai Luo said with a smile.
"One second-level, two first-level." Zheng Wenwen reminded.
"Hahaha! Are you kidding, Mr. Zheng?" Sero raised his head and laughed a few times.
Feng Lin has been listening by the side.
This meeting, to put it bluntly, is the Holy See's desire to bring out more experts from China.
Real humans are too mysterious, and with the addition of those potions, they are endless.
Moreover, since it is the base camp in Europe, there must be a powerful formation.
There will definitely be casualties in this eradication.
The Holy See does not want to bear the burden alone, but wants more experts from China to share the burden.
But China is not stupid. It is clearly on their own territory, so why do they let their masters go deep into dangerous territory?
"Mr. Zheng, the real humans are our common enemy. I admit that their base camp is here, but if they are not wiped out, they will still establish branches in China in the future."
Sero said solemnly, "For the people of your country, shouldn't you also make some contributions?"
"It is for this reason that we agreed to send people, otherwise we would not have even planned to go."
Zheng Wenwen smiled and shrugged at me, "Otherwise, I will send out a few Dacheng realms who can transcend levels and kill people."
"Killing by leapfrog?" Zero frowned.
"Dugu Lixiao, the pinnacle of the second level of Dacheng, with real combat power, can even cope with the third level of Dacheng."
Zheng Wenwen paused and said, "Jiang Zhou of the Jiang family, Dacheng second level, these two are just fifty years old."
"As expected of China, there are such masters."
Poseidon was shocked.
But what really shocked him was Jiang Zhou.
Did Jiang Zhou really cooperate with the Chinese country?
Then Jiang Zhou is likely to reveal his identity as a member of the Dark Holy See.
"Who else but them?"
Sero touched his chin. At the same level, young people must be more powerful.
In the prime of life at the age of fifty, he is indeed much better than those old men.
"The last one is our famous master in Wujie Wujian, Jiang Zhou's father, Jiang Zhongqing."
Zheng Wenwen explained, “Not long ago, I successfully entered the fourth level of Dacheng.”
Feng Lin almost laughed out loud, but fortunately his mask blocked his expression at the moment.
If the country uses words to describe villains this time, they have sinister intentions.
Dugu Lixia is an untrustworthy person.
The same is true for Jiang Zhou.
Then there is Jiang Zhongqing, who can just test whether he is loyal.