Carranci hurried to the airport in Kuli, he now has no master, and only wants a "leader" to stabilize the morale of the army.

The Holy King of the Maple Leaf Country Temple is the leader!

Calanci's actions also attracted everyone's attention, and now the spies and killers are also confused, their brains are no longer enough, and the unexpected situation has taken many people by surprise.

As Carranci made his way to the airport, the focus shifted to the airport, and it was only then that everyone remembered that the Third Templar was about to arrive in the city.

In just half an hour, the airport was already overcrowded, and even the security checkpoints were kicked through - at night, there were few passengers, so the killer spies simply ignored it and rushed in one swarm, all of them had to "pick up the plane".

The eyes of the world's major powers have also converged on the airport.

The upper echelons of the temple have been severely hit, and they can only rely on the Holy King to preside over the overall situation at the moment, at least for tonight.

Soon, the planes flying from Chiba Airport to Bori Airport landed, and hundreds of temple members walked briskly through the terminal among the sparse crowd of passengers.

These people are the third temple.

The Holy King is a native of the Maple Leaf Country, Frank, who is tall and big, very fit, and has handsome facial features, very much like European and American stars.

At first glance, he was completely normal, but no one knew that one of his men was not functional, and there was no rightful majesty under his strong torso.

Therefore, Frank had low self-esteem from the beginning of his contact with women, and later, he was completely distorted and became a member of the temple, and I don't know how many perverted things he did.

"Mr. Frank, the whole airport is full of killers, and it looks like there's an accident in Mulley. A holy envoy next to him spoke, looking around with some vigilance.

"Liberty is also dead, it's really amazing, I heard that it was an Oriental girl who did it. The corners of Frank's good-looking mouth raised, "I'm going to capture her alive and enjoy it slowly." ”

While speaking, the group had already walked out of the terminal and saw the crowd of people "picking up the airport".

There were too many people, and the first of them was none other than Carranci.

He looked nervous and tired, and at this moment he trotted over to greet him.

"Dear Mr. Saint King, my name is Calancie, and I am from Rossdelock, and I have come to meet you on the orders of Mr. Libery. Calanci had rehearsed this in his mind many times, and he spoke it fluently.

Frank nodded, didn't speak, and walked straight out.

The people around him immediately got out of the way, and none of them dared to stand in the way.

Carrancie led the way respectfully, and said the current situation as he walked: "Mr. Frank, I estimate that the person who set the fire is the same person as the sniper, both are Oriental girls, I'm afraid it's Chu Yuan's people." ”

"I don't like to speculate, I'll know everything if I capture her alive tonight. "Frank wasn't interested at all, he was a guy who didn't like to talk.

Carranci didn't dare to say anything.

But he was at peace, and Frank gave him a sense of security.

A holy king, in terms of force alone, he is definitely above Libery.

In the current situation, force is the most important, and the commander is not important.

The spies and killers around him also think the same way, although Frank's status is not as good as Liberty, he is the Holy King, what does the Holy King represent?

represents force against the sky, that oriental girl will definitely not be able to run!

People have preconceived notions, the Oriental girl is arson and shooting, eighty percent is not strong enough, otherwise why would she engage in these things?

Therefore, the Oriental Maiden is definitely no match for Frank.

However, who would have thought that the wolf girl had so many bad tastes?

"Mr. Frank, the car is outside, and we'll go to the castle at once. At this moment, the group was already about to leave the airport, and a large number of people from the rear followed and were about to leave the airport.

Frank still didn't speak, and strode out.

But then a petite beggar came in, wrapped in shabby clothes, with her hair disheveled, her face dirty, and she walked staggeringly, and she looked like she hadn't eaten for days.

Everyone was stunned, thinking that this little beggar was really unlucky.

The airport is very large, and the entrance aisle is usually the home of the homeless, after all, it can be sheltered from the wind and rain.

The little beggar entered the airport late at night, afraid that he would have to come back to sleep.

"Get out of here!" Calanci hurriedly ran over and scolded, telling the beggar to get out.

The little beggar was so frightened that he instinctively squatted down with his head in his hands, not daring to move.

"I'll let you go!" said Calancy, furious, as the little beggar crouched in the middle of the aisle, blocking Frank's path.

Many killers and spies in the rear had different looks, some smiling and watching the show, while others shook their heads again and again.

"Right...... I'm sorry......" The little beggar was already crying in fright, and raised his face to apologize, but did not dare to move.

She is dirty, and her height of 1.6 meters is considered petite among Western women, and her high face is even more pitiful.

Because it was an oriental face, although it was not clear to see, it also had an elegant bright color.

Carranci was stunned for a moment, such a beautiful little beggar?

Frank's eyes also lit up, and due to the abnormal male functioning, he liked little girl type women all year round, which would make him more eager to conquer.

"Forget it, take her back without delay. Frank walked forward, already thinking crookedly.

It immediately became clear to Calancy that Frank wanted to play with the little beggar.

"Good. Carranci grabbed the little beggar by the wrist and lifted it up, "Come with me, I'll take you to your family." ”

"Don't ......" the little beggar shook his head in fear, his big eyes sparkling and full of aura.

Frank stepped forward, beaming.

He has played with too many women, and there are countless types of little beggars, but none of them have such aura as little beggars.

I found a treasure myself.

"Don't be afraid, my brother is not a bad person. Frank bent down and smiled softly, his handsome face was full of smiles, and he was full of lethality to the girl.

The little beggar bowed his head shyly.

Frank smiled again and leaned closer: "Do you want my brother to hug you?"

The little beggar hurriedly shook his head and nodded embarrassedly.

Frank stretched out his hands in a gentle big brother look: "Come." ”

At this moment, where did he have the horror of the Holy King?

It was also at this moment that his vigilance with his hands open was reduced to the minimum.

The little beggar looked up indifferently, swiped his slender fingers, and then shook off Carranci and turned away.

It all happened like lightning, and no one saw it clearly.

Even Calancy didn't see it clearly, he only saw the little beggar raise his hand, and then he shook himself off and left.

"Eh, you little beggar came back, didn't you hear Mr. Frank?" said Calancy, who was still in pursuit, but after taking two steps, he suddenly heard a pop sound.

He looked back, his pupils constricting.

Frank stiffened upright, his chin held high, his hands seemed to touch his throat, but all his strength was drained as his throat was spurting blood.

And on the ground, a bank card was dropped, which was the murder weapon that slit the throat.

Carranci was stunned and took a few steps back, while the crowd was shocked, and a chill ran through their hearts.

Frank, dead!