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Chapter 1491 God's Will

"Identity and recognition between people are judged at first glance by their faces and skin color. When life is good, you are definitely willing to open the door to make friends with friends of any race. But when life is hard, you can only choose to be with people of the same race.

Hug together for warmth. Unfortunately, life is becoming difficult now."

The above are the last words Bishop Pontier said when he left "News Channel". These words are like "men silently and women cry", which is thought-provoking. Many French people do not feel that their lives are difficult, but there are still some

Many people have already felt that winter is coming.

The old bishop put the cruel reality in front of the people. Although it was not easy to accept it, no one in the country thought there was anything wrong with it. Instead, everyone lamented in their hearts that the old bishop was upright and upright, serving the country and the people regardless of reputational gain or loss, and dared to tell the truth.

talk.

And when the shackles of political correctness were smashed by the old bishop, a national topic related to the country, nation and religion spread rapidly.

This kind of topic was completely banned in the past, but now it is great news that people are discussing it enthusiastically, because discussing this kind of topic has a sense of breaking taboos and is a way to vent social dissatisfaction.

The old bishop went back to his church, and the media couldn't keep blocking President Ma, so they could only block another culprit who created this topic. Before Uncle Zhou left the TV station building, 'News 1' hurriedly

I want to conduct an exclusive interview with him immediately.

Get lost, I'm not free anymore!

The flame has been lit and the topic has become heated. At this time, it is better to protect yourself and say less. Otherwise, if you say too much and make many mistakes, you may get burned at some point. Zhou Qingfeng ran away and wanted to go back to the hotel, but the hotel told him——

We also have a lot of reporters here ready to block you!

After making several phone calls, Zhou Qingfeng sat in silence for a while in an ordinary 308. A French girl named Ai Jielin looked at him from the passenger seat and asked with complicated thoughts: "Where are you going next?"

where?"

"Nowhere to go." Zhou Qingfeng replied casually. His current location was the underground garage of the TV station. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and looked behind the car. Behind him were the people and cars sent by the National Security Bureau to protect him.

After dialing the phone again, Zhou Qingfeng asked the Guoan people not to follow him and to keep their distance even if they wanted to. He asked Ai Jielin again: "Can you help me find a place to live? Somewhere in a remote place. I don't want anyone to stay."

Excuse me. Of course, you can tell your colleagues where you are so they don’t worry."

"Oh...?" Ai Jielin lengthened her tone, and the whole demeanor of this little French woman suddenly looked extremely charming, "I have a small vacation villa in the suburbs. It is very remote and no one will disturb me. I can even accompany you.

Let's go together, but you have to answer a question for me."

The woman suddenly became enthusiastic.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Ai Jielin, and without warning, he reached out and touched the French girl all over her body. This French girl has a petite body but a lot of flesh, with bulges that should be bulging and bulges that should be bulging. Zhou Qingfeng's invasion made her scream.

They even got into scoldings and fights again and again.

But after the two were entangled for more than ten seconds, Zhou Qingfeng took out a working mini walkie-talkie from under the chest of Ms. Ai Jielin's suit, and took out a locator from under her hair. In addition, the woman's mobile phone was turned on.

While recording, there was an electric shock device hidden in Kun's bag.

"You have quite a lot of things." When Zhou Qingfeng searched for the bag, he also found several condoms and Ricochet. Wait... Ricochet only has a wireless remote control, where is the other half? He pressed the remote control without thinking.

Turn on the switch of the transmitter and directly shift to the maximum vibration mode.

Ai Jielin immediately clamped her legs together, screamed and trembled, and at the same time rushed forward, snatched the remote control back and turned it off immediately.

Hahaha..., Zhou Qingfeng was teasing and laughing, "You women are really good at playing."

Uncle Zhou casually turned off the recording on his cell phone, crushed the intercom and threw it out of the car window, but kept the locator. After a while, several News 1 staff members hurried over and knocked on the car window.

Ask 'Lin Sen' to stop the intrusion immediately.

"That's enough, get out of here!" The car window was lowered and Zhou Qingfeng didn't say anything. Instead, Ai Jielin scolded the running staff like an angry female cat. "I'm fine, just disappear immediately and there's no need to follow me anymore."

Me."

The staff of 'News 1' looked at each other, but could only leave quickly. Ai Jielin, who was still very charming just now, took a few deep breaths, then took out the makeup mirror to adjust her makeup. The momentary gaffe did not affect her, French girl

Soon she regained her daily elegance.

"I misjudged your identity." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the staff who fled in embarrassment, "I thought you were an intern or something."

Ai Jielin smoothed her hair and did not explain her identity further. She asked in a cold tone: "Okay, there is no surveillance, no recording, just you and me. How about we be honest. Tell me, you

How to accomplish the magical reversal on tonight’s show?”

"magic?"

"Of course it's magical. I've been busy backstage preparing to write you a eulogy, just to see how you'll end up. But Bishop Pontier actually sides with you? This is not normal. Others may think that the old bishop is

I cry out for my country, but I don’t think so.”

"Ai Jielin, you should be the upper-class elite that the old bishop said does not care about the life and death of the country and only cares about the superiority." Zhou Qingfeng half-smiled, "Do you feel the frustration of being fucked on your home court?

Yes, the world is completely wrong."

Ai Jielin continued to stare coldly, and the little woman became angry. Although she did not show her teeth or claws, it was obvious that she was very unhappy.

"Magical?" Zhou Qingfeng loosened the collar button of his shirt in his suit. He let out a sigh of relief and sneered, "What seems magical to you has actually been determined for a long time."

"I have seen a lot of the cunning and hypocrisy of the upper class. I guess you and Bishop Pontier must have communicated in advance. But participating in the show was only confirmed this morning. How could you deal with the old bishop so quickly?" Ai Jielin

The most puzzling about this is, "Bishop Pontier is a very stubborn person."

"Perhaps you can think that Bishop Pontier is on my side for the future of France." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Or I called the bishop and quickly reached a consensus."

Ai Jielin seemed to realize something, and she frowned slightly.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly had a bad taste and wanted to see what it would be like to completely smash the mental defense of an elite. So he revealed the answer to the mystery.

"You know that Catholic priests always have some special hobbies, such as the stories that must be told with some little boys in the name of God. And I just got some evidence of this, so the old bishop and I immediately became good friends.

friend."

Ah... Ai Jielin stayed there for a few seconds in disbelief, and then screamed frantically. She swung her hands and feet and cursed loudly: "This is so disgusting. I always thought that Pontier would be an exception. I

I once admired him. Damn it, it’s disgusting!”

"Faith is shattered, isn't it?" Zhou Qingfeng teased: "How can it be disgusting for a priest to play with a little boy? That is tradition, purification, and God's will!"


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