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As the night darkens, the streets of Rome are still bustling, and warriors from all over the world are all over the city, drinking and discussing the morning competition between the Chinese martial arts community and the American martial arts community on various occasions.

Unlike the city centre, an affluent area on the outskirts of Rome is quiet.

This affluent area has been around for many years.

To be precise, when the Italian authorities overthrew the Holy See, this wealthy area was established and became a gathering place for the Roman and even Italian elites.

Later, with the formation of the European Union and the process of globalization, this wealthy area ushered in many new owners.

These people come from all over the world, and they have bought the property here with a lot of money.

At night, in a villa full of Roman style, Elena stood on the balcony, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, looking at the brightly lit city in the distance, stunned, and did not know what she was thinking.

"Dear Elena, are you thinking of him?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Silva, the helmsman of the Secret Disclosure Organization, quietly came behind Yelena.

"Nope. ”

When Elena heard this, she instantly came back to her senses, turned around and shook her head at Silva, but a flash of panic flashed between her eyebrows.

The panic was short-lived, but it was in full view of Silva.

"Dear Elena, your expression tells me that you are lying. Silva smiled as she debunked Elena's lies.

I don't know if it was Silva who spied on her inner secret, or if Yelena thought that there was no need to hide her thoughts from Silva after panicking, and when she heard Silva's words again, she chose to be silent, which was equivalent to acquiescing in Silva's words.

"My dear Elena, if you think so much of him, why don't you go and see him?"

Seeing that Elena was silent, Silva asked again.

"He must be busy tonight, and I'm just an ordinary friend of his, so what's the reason to go to him?"

Elena laughed at herself, as if she was asking Silva, more like asking her own heart.

"Oh, yes, what's he's going to do?"

With a smile still on his face, Silva asked with interest.

"He helped the Huaxia martial arts community win this competition, so that the Huaxia martial arts community completely controlled the dominance of the Justice League, and once again became a hero of the Huaxia martial arts community, and it is inevitable to celebrate tonight. Elena said.

"Do you really think so, dear child?"

Silva's gaze was calm, but as if by some kind of magic, he could read through Elena's mind.

"Alas......"

Facing Silva's gaze, Elena sighed softly and said bitterly: "He should be with the British royal princess Irinica." ”

As you said before, he helped the Chinese martial arts community win the victory today, and even helped the Chinese martial arts world win the game with the American martial arts community after the competition - whether it is the American God of War Temple, or the Japanese Ancient Ninja Temple, the Indian Ancient Buddha Sect, the Claire family, and even the Pasang @Wangza want to kill him. ”

Silva said with deliberate confusion: "And as far as I know, none of those people have left Rome, and it would be very dangerous for him to do so." ”

"There will be no danger. Because, including Musa of the Temple of War in the United States, they all believed or feared that the terrifying powerhouse who changed the flag was in Rome. If this were not the case, the American martial arts community would not have lost the final game. Similarly, even if they dreamed of killing Qin Feng, they would definitely not do it tonight. ”

Elena calmly analyzed, then glanced at Silva with a complicated expression, "Grandpa, you really like to test me when I'm in a bad mood, does it make sense?"

"Of course. A good leader should be able to easily control his emotions and stay calm whenever and wherever he is. I'm going to put the secret organization in your hands, and naturally I won't miss this great opportunity to hone you. Silva said calmly.

"Grandpa, you know what? I used to be proud that I had passed your test, but now I'm bored. Elena said with a complicated expression.

"Why?" Silva wondered.

"Because, calmness and impulsiveness are natural enemies, and love needs impulsiveness. ”

Elena smiled softly, then craned her neck and drank the wine from her glass, only to feel bitter.

Wine is not bitter, people are bitter themselves.

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At the same time, the embassy hotel where the Temple of the American God of War is located is dead silent, and the atmosphere is extremely depressing.

In fact, that's it after the team returned to the hotel from Musa.

Almost everyone could feel the monstrous anger and murderous intent in Mussa's heart, for fear of touching Mussa's bad head, let alone going to Mussa, they didn't even dare to go out, and no one even met and communicated with each other during this period.

It was only at this moment that Lille came to the door of Moussa's room.

As one of the five half-step God Realm powerhouses and the head of external affairs of the Secret Reveal Organization, Lille felt that he should communicate with Moussa.

After all, today's events have too much impact on the American martial arts community - the dominance of the Justice League has been completely lost!

"Lord Mosa, may I come in?"

Lille stood at the door of the room, and did not dare to push the door directly, but opened his mouth to ask for instructions.

"Hmm. ”

A cold voice could be heard from Mussassin in the room.

When Lille heard this, he unscrewed the door and pushed it in, and then saw Musa sitting cross-legged on the balcony of the room.

Seeing this scene, Lille didn't dare to step forward directly, but stood at the door of the room, bowed slightly, and said, "Lord Musa, I didn't affect your cultivation, right?"

"Is there something wrong?" asked Moussa.

"According to the information obtained below, that miscellaneous piece of Huaxia Qin Feng is now with the princess of the British royal family. I want to ask you if you want to kill him?"

Lille went straight to the point, then added: "If you agree, I'll take it personally, and I'll kill that bastard!"

"Do you dare to go?"

When Mousa heard this, he still maintained a posture of meditation and meditation, and asked rhetorically.

"As long as you give the order, I'll go now!" said Lille.

Hearing Lille's words again, and feeling the resoluteness in Lille's tone, Moussa turned around, stared at Lille, and asked again: "Aren't you afraid that the mysterious strong man who changed the flag will kill you?"

"I'm a little scared, but I'd rather kill that little crumb. ”

Lille said truthfully, with a rare expression of the warrior's blood and impulsiveness, and then said his analysis, "Moreover, I don't think that the person who changed the flag was necessarily in the city of Rome. ”

"It doesn't make sense, even if you kill him, it won't change the fact that we have lost dominance. Musa shook his head slightly.

"Mu ...... Lord Mossa, don't you want to kill that little bastard?" asked Lille in a daze.

"Of course you have to kill, but not tonight. ”

Mosa said slowly: "It's not worth risking your life. ”

"Then I'll find a way to get the other forces to send people. ”

When Lille heard this, a rare warm current surged in his heart, and then he thought for a moment.

"They're not going. ”

Moussa shook his head again and said with a categorical expression: "Otherwise, they would not have betrayed us in St. Peter's Square today." ”

This time, Lille was silent.

For he knew that Moses was telling the truth - the people of those forces were far more afraid of the terrible flag changer than they were!

"In addition, I also think that the ant named Qin Feng died more valuable. Mousa spoke again, and spoke in astonishment.

"Mu ...... Master Mosa, do you have a new plan?"

Lille's heart moved, and his face was full of curiosity.

"He will die at the hands of the people of the Temple of Death. ”

Moussa spoke slowly, his eyes glinting coldly.

Well?

Lille looked suspicious, vaguely feeling that Moussa's words were not as simple as they were literal.

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