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"Is there any backup plan?"
Uncle He was slightly stunned: "But on our holy island, the lady has the ring you left, so maybe she can't deal with his backhand."
The Holy Master put down the tea cup: "It's not appropriate to talk about back-up tactics. In short, when that guy sees the Holy Cult like this, he will definitely find a way to intervene. Once that guy intervenes, there will be hope for Niucheng. In short, just keep reading."
Uncle He nodded in agreement, but started to murmur in his heart.
This means that the Holy Lord has a generous heart. If it had been someone else, his daughter would have fought tooth and nail with someone else.
How can I drink tea here quietly?
As for the Holy Lord, at this moment, he was chatting and drinking tea with him calmly, without any sign of nervousness at all.
It was as if Xiang Zhu's life and death had nothing to do with him.
The Holy Lord and Uncle He have known each other very well for so many years, so they naturally guessed what Uncle He was thinking at this moment.
He glanced at Uncle He: "Old He, are you trying to say that I am a little too cold-hearted towards Xiao Zhu?"
He Bagan wanted to deny it, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that his thoughts might have been seen by the Holy Lord.
Otherwise, he would not have asked this question and nodded calmly: "Yes, I feel that doing this would be a bit too cruel to the lady."
"You are by my side, do you know why I am able to persevere at the top of the devil's path and no one can shake me?" the Holy Lord asked.
Uncle He thought for a moment: "Because the Holy Lord is so resourceful."
"Resourceful?" The Holy Lord couldn't help but smile: "Wrong, in terms of wisdom, I am far inferior to Liu Boqing, and many people are even smarter than me."
"The reason why I have been able to sit in this position and no one can challenge me is because I am ruthless." The Holy Lord's face turned cold: "Those in higher positions must abandon certain emotions."
"When I created the Holy Religion, and after I founded the Holy Religion, I encountered so many opponents. There were countless opponents smarter than me, but their thinking and planning were affected by emotions."
The Holy Lord sighed: "All layouts and strategies, once integrated with my own emotions, will be fragile and have countless flaws. This is what I admire most about Liu Boqing."
"In terms of layout and strategy, Liu Boqing can even include himself, which is something I haven't been able to do yet." The Holy Master shook his head slightly.
Uncle He was smiling beside him, not knowing how to answer the question.
To praise what the Holy Lord has said? Doesn’t it mean that the Holy Lord is ruthless and ruthless? It’s a good thing. It’s even more inappropriate to speak against the Holy Lord.
In the end, he could only say: "Anyway, I can't do this."
The Holy Master laughed heartily: "Uncle He, you are good at everything, but you attach too much importance to friendship. However, the position is different. You attach too much importance to feelings, which is a good thing. Otherwise, I would not dare to leave the Holy Religion to you."
Uncle He regarded Xiang Zhu as his own daughter.
It is precisely because of this that the Holy Lord can rest assured to let Uncle He assist Xiang Zhu.
"Continue to stay, I have already made arrangements. If Xiao Zhuzhen does not do the Holy Lord's bidding, my people will save her and leave." The Holy Lord let out a long breath: "Then we will look for another suitable successor.
People."
"Yeah." Uncle He nodded.
Holy religion, holy city.
Lin Xiaofeng, Xiang Zhu and Liu Daqian were walking on the street.
All three were wearing masks.
Now is not the time to reveal your identity.
Only when Niucheng was seen and Xiang Zhu killed him with thunderous means, everything was completely over.
Although everyone on the Holy Island has seen Xiang Zhu’s photos.
After all, when I first became Holy Lord, there was all kinds of large-scale publicity.
But not many people know her in reality.
Walking on the street, wearing a mask, it is difficult to be noticed.
"We'll look for opportunities at the manor later and find a place to stay first," Xiang Zhu said.
The three of them arrived at the door of a five-star hotel and walked in.
This hotel does not require an ID card to register.
Liu Daqian has a special card.
This card is used by these spies under the Holy Religion.
No one can find the information in this card except He Bo and Xiang Zhu.
Liu Daqian used his card to open a presidential suite.
After the three people entered the room, they sat down and rested.
Monster Catch Bureau, in Liu Boqing's office.
Liu Boqing closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, picked up the demon catching bureau's landline, and made a call.
Soon, the call was connected over there.
"Hello? Who are you?"
It turned out to be Niucheng's voice on the other side of the phone.
"You don't need to worry about who I am, Xiang Zhu is in the 708 Presidential Suite of Xincheng Hotel."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Niu Cheng on the other end of the phone was a little confused.
"Wait a minute." Niu Cheng suddenly thought of a very scary question.
Xiang Zhu has returned to the Holy Island!
Niu Cheng took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and then shouted outside: "Huang Zhengqiang, come in."
At this time, Huang Zhengqiang hurriedly walked in.
Huang Zhengqiang had already returned to the Holy Cult by helicopter. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find Xiang Zhu, and Niu Cheng was ready to punish him.
But under the current situation, it is naturally unrealistic for him to go and catch Xiang Zhu himself.
Not to mention anything else, Xiang Zhu has that ring in his hand. If he really wants to fight, he is far from her opponent, and he might even be killed by her.
Besides, this call came out of nowhere, so we have to be careful not to think it was a trap deliberately designed by Xiang Zhu.
"Holy, Holy Lord." Huang Zhengqiang shrank his neck.
He was thinking in his mind that if he didn't die now, he might have to be skinned by Niucheng.
However, Niucheng did not bother with him about his failure.
"I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious service." Niu Cheng looked Huang Zhengqiang up and down: "I have an informant who discovered where Xiang Zhu is. You can take someone to get rid of her. That's no problem."
"Where?" Huang Zhengqiang's face showed joy.
He understood that as long as he killed Xiang Zhu, all the mistakes he had made before could be basically ignored, and he would still have made a great contribution.
"Xincheng Hotel, Room 708."
"Holy, holy island."
Huang Zhengqiang's face became a little ugly. As a confidant of Niucheng, how could he not know how powerful Xiang Zhu was on the Holy Island?
Just running away like this is just like seeking death?
But can he refuse?
Huang Zhengqiang took a deep breath and forced out a smile that was uglier than pain: "In that case, thank you Holy Lord for not killing me."
"Well, this time I will give you all the people I can spare, and I will give you fifty pistols." Niu Cheng patted Huang Zhengqiang on the shoulder: "Be sure to kill them!"
Huang Zhengqiang's expression softened a lot when he heard fifty pistols.
No matter how powerful Xiang Zhu is, he is just a mortal body. If he is shot, won't he still die?
Thinking of this, he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Holy Lord, I will never let you down again this time!"
After saying that, Huang Zhengqiang hurriedly went out and got ready.
Dark clouds also floated in the sky over the Holy Island, and a drizzle began to fall. The dark sky gave people a very depressing feeling, and a storm was coming.