Who is Crete?

He was the well-deserved ruler of the entire Black Hand Party, known to almost the entire European underworld, and established his position as a godfather by virtue of his iron-blooded wrist and ferocity that he did not recognize his relatives.

It can be said that he is not only the godfather of the black hand party, but also the unsurpassable myth and legend of the European underground world.

It's just-

After Chu Shuntian mentioned the word 'Satan destroys the gods', Crete actually lost his temper to such a point, and in such a situation, Chu Shuntian faintly felt a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Half an hour later.

Crete lit another cigar, took a deep breath, looked at Chu Yitian suspiciously, and seemed to be a little hesitant, not knowing how to speak.

"Man, that's a bunch of crazy people who are inviolable with us, so I refuse to give you their information. Crete said dryly.

Chu Shuntian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Crete was a little crying and laughing, shrugged helplessly, and said: "Chu, even if you kill me, I will not betray the 'Satan God Annihilator', because I have interests with them, although you have helped me, but this is not enough for me to choose to betray my partner, it's as simple as that." ”

Chu Qitian stared at Crete, as if he wanted to see the slightest clue from the depths of Crete's eyes, but unfortunately, this domineering underground world king was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he behaved impeccable after the initial gaffe.

"Perhaps, the only thing I can tell you is that you can go to the Holy See and find the Pope, the Vatican, yes, the Holy See of that small country surrounded by our great Italy, who may know something. Kerry said pointedly.

"Well, then, I don't think I need to bother you, old friend, and I think our friendship is still there. Chu Qitian stood up and said.

"Oh, no, Chu, you can't do this, at least, you have to let me set up a feast for you, enjoy the food that God has given you, believe me, I have the best chefs in the world in my house, soon, believe me buddy. Crete said, and then personally instructed the housekeeper at home to make breakfast for Chu Shuntian.

Chu Shuntian was not stupid, from Crete's eyes, he saw another layer of deep meaning.

It was a deep and undisguised fear.

At the moment, inside an old European castle.

An old man wearing a black mask sat in one of the darkest rooms of the castle, an ancient castle with a long history, and the mottled marks on the walls seemed to tell its unknown history.

The castle glows golden in the morning light.

But who knew that this ancient castle is home to one of the most evil organizations in the world?

A criminal organization that rivals the biggest headache for the government since Benla.

It is home to some of the world's best criminal geniuses.

It's a hellish castle and, of course, the most enviable luxury.

In the Dark Castle.

The old man wearing a black mask stared at a middle-aged man with yellow hair and white skin in front of him like a torch, the middle-aged man had a bloodthirsty aura all over his body, and there was always a deep killing intent in the depths of his eyes, and those eagle-like eyes made people dare not look directly.

He is the leader of the 'Satan's God Destroyer' organization, codenamed 'Satan', one of the four princes, Ogura.

The room was filled with a dark aura, which made people feel uncomfortable, especially the eyes of the masked man who looked like nine hells, which made people feel eerie and terrifying, and people did not dare to look at it directly.

Ogholas stood in the dark room, not daring to look up, the aura emanating from the masked man sending chills through his body.

"Dear Ogura, has that Chinese man Chu Shuntian already arrived in Italy?" the masked man suddenly spoke, his tone was cold, and his tone was erratic, very eerie and hairy.

"Honorable lord, Chu Shuntian has arrived in Italy, according to the latest information, it is not surprising that at this moment, that poor Chinese is sharing breakfast with this old fellow Crete. Oguraa spoke.

"Hmph!" the masked man snorted heavily, not loudly, but there was an inexplicable majesty in it, and then his cold and faint voice came again: "Crete, a very good partner, I hope he is not a stupid person." ”

When Ogura heard this, he only felt a chill in his bones, and said: "According to the news from the eyeliner we planted in the Black Hand Party, Crete refused to reveal all the information about us to that Huaxia man. ”

"Those who oppose me are either those who discuss the value of life with God or those who are ready to discuss the value of life with God. The masked man whispered.

The sound was not loud, but it was chilling, like God announcing the death of the world.

Ogoura didn't answer, but his body trembled slightly.

"It's time for the Holy See to make that move. Speaking of this, the eyes of the masked man revealed a palpitating weirdness, and said: "Huaxia is a mysterious place, what Ben La did not accomplish back then, I believe that the great me will be able to realize his dream." ”

This voice, like a ghost crying, resounded throughout the castle, making this originally golden castle even more deep and terrifying.

At this moment, the clock in Italy points to eleven o'clock.

Chu Qitian said goodbye to Crete and went to the Vatican Pontifical See.

When Chu Shuntian arrived at the Vatican, the time was two o'clock in the afternoon, which had something to do with Chu Shuntian's schedule, because, after coming out of Sicily, Chu Shuntian more or less learned some unknown secrets from Crete's hints.

In this world, only interests can be intertwined with permanent interests, which is a more ancient truth.

It's just-

Chu Yitian didn't know that a long-planned conspiracy was waiting for him.

The horror of 'Satan Destroying God', Chu Shuntian didn't know, or knew very little, since nineteen years ago, after Chu Shuntian caused that turmoil in Zijin City, he completely disappeared from the public's field of vision.

Since then, he has been just an ordinary husband, an ordinary father of children, nothing more.

It was a sunny day, and Chu Shuntian slowly walked into the Vatican Holy See.

Inside the church.

The Holy Woman of the Holy See celebrates Mass.

No one noticed Chu Shuntian's arrival, he found a random place to sit down, and listened quietly, like a devout believer, drawing a cross on his chest.

The doors of the Holy See, at this moment, were suddenly closed, as if heaven separated hell.