"This is feasible, the Holy See has suffered heavy losses in the mafia's lair, and there are not many masters now, we are just going to save people, not to fight them to the end, the opportunity is not small. (President's Secret Lover)"

The sharpshooter nodded in agreement.

"Then it's decided, when the time comes, I, Zhu San and Siting, the three of us will go to save people, you just need to drag the Pope and Romina for a while. ”

Xia Hua also agreed.

"Why don't I let my father go with you?"

After hearing Ji Mo's words, Jie'er walked to Ji Mo's side and spoke.

"Don't worry! We'll be fine. ”

Ji Mo did not agree to Jie'er's request.

Jie'er spoke, Li Wenfeng naturally couldn't refuse, and with Li Wenfeng going with him, there was really no danger in this matter, even the Pope didn't dare not sell Li Wenfeng's face.

But Jie'er is his own woman, and the saint is also his beloved woman, let Jie'er's mother help him save the saint, Ji Mo's self-esteem will never allow it, even if Li Wenfeng has to go at that time, he will also look down on Ji Mo. （）

If a man can't even protect his own woman, then why should you like her?

Seeing that Ji Mo rejected her proposal, Jie'er frowned, not that she was angry at Ji Mo's refusal, but that she understood what kind of existence the Holy See was, and how could Jie'er not be worried about Ji Mo and them going to the Vatican, the Holy See's lair, to save people?

"Trust me. ”

Seeing Jie'er's worry, Ji Mo took her hand and comforted.

On the side, Du Siting couldn't help but show a touch of envy when she saw this scene, but she was quickly taken into her eyes, and no one around saw it.

"Then this matter is decided, everyone have a good rest in the next two days, and in two days we will go to break into the Holy See's lair. ”

Ji Mo looked at everyone and smiled, and said.

The sharpshooters didn't have any opinions, and the group dispersed.

In the past two days, Ji Mo and they have stayed in the hotel and have not gone out, and everyone is adjusting their state. (The Strongest Demon Dragon in the City)

Breaking into the Holy See, even if Ji Mo and their side are strong, they still don't have much certainty.

On the third day, Ji Mo called the sharpshooters together at night, and tomorrow he was going to break into the Holy See's lair, and tonight Ji Mo wanted everyone to relax at the end.

"We've been in Europe for so long, we haven't had a good drink once, so let's indulge ourselves tonight. ”

After bringing everyone together, Ji Mo opened a bottle of liquor and said with a smile.

While speaking, Ji Mo had already begun to pour wine into the cup, and seeing this, Xia Hua also opened a bottle of wine, took the glass, and began to pour the wine.

Soon, in front of the sharpshooter and the others, there was a glass full of liquor, different from the previous drinking, this time there was not the slightest joy on everyone's faces.

"What's wrong? Don't we have any confidence in ourselves?"

Ji Mo raised his glass with a smile and said.

"Yes, let's not get drunk today. ”

Sensing the seriousness of the atmosphere, the sharpshooter also raised his cup and shouted. （）

Xia Hua, Zhu San, Du Siting and Jie'er also raised their glasses, several people did not speak, everyone touched a glass together, except for Jie'er because she couldn't drink liquor, just took a sip of liquor, everyone else drank the liquor in the cup.

"Haha! ”

Ji Mo lifted the wine bottle again and began to pour wine.

Without saying a word, everything was in the wine, just a dozen minutes, and there were already seven or eight empty bottles scattered on the ground.

But everyone was immersed in this weird drinking atmosphere, and no one noticed that every time Ji Mo finished drinking, his hand would reach under the table.

People are often like this, they don't need to be persuaded to drink when they are unhappy, they lift the glass and pour it into their mouths.

It didn't take long for the sharpshooter and others to get drunk on the table, and although Jie'er didn't drink much, she also collapsed because of her strength.

Ji Mo also lay on the table, but after lying on his stomach for a minute or two, Ji Mo's head was slightly raised, looking around, and after finding that the others were really drunk, Ji Mo suddenly stood up.

The previous alcohol was excreted from Ji Mo's body with all his strength, and those liquors were just washing his stomach and intestines for him, and they didn't stay in his stomach at all.

Looking at the drunk crowd, Ji Mo showed a bitter smile.

"I understand that you and I live and die together without complaint, but this time we have no chance to go to the Holy See. ”

Ji Mo's eyes swept over the sharpshooter and the others who were drunk on the table, shook his head and said.

In fact, Ji Mo had made a decision early in the morning, and this time he went to the Holy See, he didn't think of taking the sharpshooters with them.

Regardless of whether the sharpshooters said afterwards that they were not enough brothers, or whether they said anything else, but this was Ji Mo's decision.

They are willing to follow their own birth and death, it is out of everyone's friendship, but Ji Mo will not let the sharpshooters follow him to die in vain.

If there was really a chance, Ji Mo would not choose to go alone.

Although Ji Mo and the sharpshooter said that day they were very good, he and the sharpshooter dragged the Pope and Romina and the others to save people, but is this really feasible?

Since the Holy See dared to release the news and wait for him to save people, he must have made sufficient preparations, plus the other party investigated the strong people around him clearly, Ji Mo had already understood that the other party would not give him any chance.

Rather than a group of people to send him to death, Ji Mo would rather face it alone, after all, he couldn't let go of the Holy Maiden.

Walking to Jie'er's side, Ji Mo bent over and kissed her little face.

Then Ji Mo walked in front of Du Siting again, for Du Siting, Ji Mo didn't know what the relationship between the two was, so complicated that Ji Mo couldn't tell it.

Looking at her, Ji Mo stretched out his hand to pull away a strand of hair in front of Du Siting's forehead, looking at the lovely Du Siting who was sleeping, Ji Mo smiled, looking at her at this moment, Ji Mo missed Du Siting even more, who always called herself an old lady, that female man.

Raising his eyes to look at the sharpshooters, the memories of the past appeared in Ji Mo's mind one by one, whether it was Zuo Han's or Ji Mo's after being reborn, these were all so beautiful.

"If I can come back alive, then I will do whatever you do, forgive me. ”

Just leaving such a sentence, Ji Mo walked out of the room and closed the door of the room.

Ji Mo rushed to the Vatican, the Holy See's lair, that night, although he was alone, Ji Mo had no fear at all, this time he had put life and death aside, no matter what the result was, Ji Mo would not regret it.

And when it was noon the next day, the sharpshooters woke up one after another, and then everyone found that Ji Mo was missing from the room, and they could guess where Ji Mo went and what he was doing without thinking about it.

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(Education 123 Literature Network)