In the summer, the weather in the south is like a child's face, changing as it says, one moment the sky is clear, the next moment it is stormy. The sea breeze was howling, and the smell of the sea in the heavy rain became more and more intense, and the already small island seemed to be submerged in the pouring rain in an instant. The island is heavily guarded, with constant sentry posts, and in the rain, guards at ten paces and one sentry are armed with submachine guns, and sabers and grenades are standard at their waists. In the middle of the island, a huge castle in the middle of a tropical rainforest resembles a fairy tale black witch's lair, and in the heavy rain of thunder and lightning, the gloomy hair looks eerie. Lightning and thunder, a violent storm, and suddenly, a terrible scream was heard from the castle, followed by begs for mercy and wails.

In a hall in the castle, mottled frescoes loomed in the flickering candlelight, a blood stain scratched the religious scriptures that originally looked extremely sacred, and what was even more mysterious was that a naked body was lying on the fresco of the Virgin, and behind him was like a poisonous snake, a long whip hunting sound, and each time, there was an extra blood mark on the naked body. Wielding the long whip was a shirtless young fat man with a hideous smile, and with each whip, the frenzy in his eyes became clearer and clearer.

"Please, don't fight ......" Lying on the wall, it turned out to be a handsome man with a rather delicate appearance, but at first glance, it looked more like a woman, especially with every extra blood mark on his back, the eyes of pain and despair, and the expression of tears, every detail could make the fat man who was frantically whipping behind his back even more crazy.

The young fat man waved his whip and shouted, "Don't beg for mercy, don't ......"

I don't know how many times I swung the leather whip, the handsome man had already had no skin on his back, and after fainting in pain, the fat arm of the whip was slowly put down, his eyes were dull and empty, and he muttered words in his mouth: "No, you are not him, he will not beg for mercy like this, you are not him...... You're not him......" he roared like a madman, and his blood-stained whip struck the classic Renaissance painting, in which the Virgin Mary was still loving.

He slowly walked up to the naked handsome man, squatted down, turned over the faint body, stared at the face that was more like a woman as if admiring a work of art, and he suddenly laughed like a child: "Hehehe, it turns out that you also have today's ......"

There was a faint sound of footsteps in the hallway, and in a moment the wooden door in the hall was three people high. I don't know when, the candle in the hall has already been extinguished, and a long oblique black shadow envelops the fat man squatting on the ground.

Suddenly, the hall was brightly lit, and the golden chandeliers dispelled all the darkness. The fat man subconsciously covered his eyes, turned around and took a long time to see the faces of the people who came, and the madness in his eyes suddenly extinguished like a spark in a flood, replaced by endless fear and awe.

"You...... You...... How do you ...... Suddenly...... Suddenly?" the fat man seemed to be frightened.

The visitor was dressed in a red robe, and the huge hat covered his face, but Sihao couldn't hide his tall figure. The man walked slowly up to the fat man like a ghost, and slowly stretched out his hand, which was also covered with a red veil.

The leather whip was in his hand, and the red-robed man did not hesitate to swing two loud whips, leaving two shocking blood marks on the fat man's fat chest, like a cross that crucified the gods.

The fat man didn't even have the courage to glance at the other party, so he only received two lashes silently, and was slightly relieved when he saw the red-robed man throw the leather whip aside.

"Handled. The red robe suddenly spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, as if it had infinite magical power, but it didn't seem to carry any human emotion.

The fat man hurriedly grabbed one of the legs of the naked man on the ground, and on the way out, he didn't forget to pick up the leather whip full of resentment. The dragged body left an incomparably clear black blood stain on the smooth black marble, and when he went out of the door, the fat man first threw the half-dead corpse in his hand out of the door, then turned around and bowed slightly to the red-robed man, and retreated backwards to cover the hall door. From beginning to end, he didn't dare to look up at the red-robed man, even if the cross blood was drawn from his chest. Resentment? He doesn't even have the courage to look at it, so how can he talk about resentment? Not to mention the betrayal that I'm afraid he won't be able to make enough chips in his life.

Throwing the corpse that was not a corpse to one of his men, he went back to his room to quickly bathe and change his clothes, and ten minutes later he returned to the brightly lit hall, still prostrate at the man's feet as respectfully as he always did, like the most devout believer.

The man shrouded in a crimson robe was like a god, and slowly spoke: "Just because of Beijing?"

Zhu Gongzi, who could degrade the Jiang family to worthlessness in front of Jiang Qingtian, was as frightened as a slave, and the red-robed man only asked one sentence, and then he took the initiative to slap himself twice before he fell to the ground and said, "Bishop Mingjian." ”

The red-robed man let out two sounds that seemed to be laughing but not laughing: "Mingjian, what?"

Zhu Zixiao only buried his forehead deeper, almost sticking to the cold marble, and did not dare to say a word of rebuttal.

The red-robed man stood in front of the window and looked at the sky in the rain curtain - outside the fort, the purple lightning almost blew the night sky on the sea to pieces, which was amazing, and the sea was stormy and magnificent.

"This is the charm of God!" he said suddenly, and after a pause, he continued, "God is equal and loving. After saying that, the hall fell silent again, and only thunderstorms outside could be heard.

Zhu Zixiao, who was crawling on the ground, didn't dare to come out, and waited for a long time before he heard the man ask as if he didn't care: "The chips are not enough?"

Zhu Zixiao struggled with all his strength before he could hold back a "um" word in his throat.

The man sighed: "The Zhu family has no successor in the end." ”

Zhu Zixiao, who was prostrate on the ground, subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, but it was fleeting, and when he looked up again, his eyes were still gentle and respectful.

The red-robed man sneered: "I never mind that someone betrays him at any time, as long as he is willing to bear the consequences." ”

Zhu Zixiao hurriedly said: "Zixiao doesn't dare, the Zhu family doesn't dare!"

The red-robed man glanced at him nonchalantly, then turned to look out the window at the pouring rain: "The rain will stop after all, just like those people, they will eventually fall, this is the law of God's creation." ”

"Yes. Zhu Zixiao said tamely, thought about it, and then said, "Bishop, can you ask the ruling to make the party go north?"

The red-robed man sneered: "This is scared? No wonder, they are so frightened that they hide thousands of miles away." ”

Zhu Zixiao was silent.

The red-robed man sighed: "You go first." ”

Zhu Zixiao didn't dare to stop for a moment, got up and bowed, and stepped back.

After Zhu Zixiao left, the red-robed man stood by the window for a while, and then said slowly as if speaking to the air: "Go north with him?"

Suddenly, a shadow-like figure appeared behind him, and the whole person seemed to be enveloped in a layer of darkness, and the figure cast from the chandelier said, "Don't forget that agreement." ”

The red-robed man laughed: "Are you talking about that ridiculous agreement?" As if listening to a big joke, he laughed for a long time before he said, "If you have to abide by the agreement, what is the point of you and me coming here?"

The shadows were silent.

The red-robed man smiled: "Are you afraid too?"

The shadow said, "I'm afraid." ”

The red-robed man sighed softly: "Alone." ”

After a pause, he said in disbelief, "Is it really that scary?"