The aura of luck is too strong, is it also a sin?

Xing Jie was a little confused.

But now that it's here, there's not much to say. It's a matter for my uncle to do what I have to do.

Xing Jie didn't interfere very well.

"Your Majesty, if you still want to continue chattering, I think it's better to change places, such as the sixth basement floor in eight places, where there are not only sofas but also your favorite red wine. Of course, if you want to eat stinky mandarin fish, there are also special chefs who will take action, believe me, Lao Fang's craftsmanship is definitely better than mine. After eating the guillotine, I will personally send you on your way. It's all an old relationship, don't look at me with gratitude. ”

The Pope smiled and slowly pulled an iron rod from his waist.

About a meter long, the steel rod body is already light.

This is the Pope's stick.

It is also an exclusive weapon for ascetics.

"Jay, you've always been so confident, and I appreciate that. So I want to ask you one last time, do you agree with my terms?"

Xing Jie also stood up again, and the knife in his hand casually played with a knife flower.

After checking the ammunition and safety of the gun in his hand, he stood with his head held high.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you are old and have a bad brain? I remember that I have answered this question countless times. I want your life today!"

The Pope smiled slightly, and with a slight wave of the inheritance stick in his hand, it directly tore through the air, making a sound comparable to a ghostly roar.

The Pope was completely murderous.

Xing Jie knows this!

Without saying a word, he took a step forward directly, and the knife in his hand was like a poisonous dragon going out to sea.

However, the gun in the other hand rang out at a moment and angle that no one expected.

Just now, they were talking to each other like a spring breeze, and in the blink of an eye, they began to fight desperately. Such a change made Lao Wang feel relaxed and happy, and the other team members were also amazed.

He is worthy of being the leader of the shameless Black Five.

This level of blackness is really not something that ordinary people can do.

This is the demeanor of a warrior in the Eight Divisions.

Any state of great power interests and etiquette, that is all for others to see. On the battlefield, killing the enemy is really the first ingredient.

Du Te is an enemy, and what kind of righteousness do you talk about?

Got your brain kicked by a donkey, right?

The Pope's attack was one of great force and majesty. Xing Jie's attack is like a black mamba hidden in the woods, with stealthy movements and small and exquisite.

Fast, too fast.

Those who have never faced the Pope head-on will never be able to imagine how fast the Pope seems to be slow. Often the Pope is like a casual blow, seemingly frivolous. But before the two could hit each other, Xing Jie's muscles began to contract extremely quickly.

It's an instinctive reaction that can effectively avoid more damage!

Unstoppable!

As long as it is hit on the body, the bones and tendons are light.

It was obviously an iron rod, but in Xing Jie's eyes, it was not much worse than a sharp big knife! As long as he took a hit, he would definitely be beaten into two sections!

"You have a saying in China that says it very well, that is, in the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing. I give you this sentence, the perennial smooth sailing makes you lack the momentum of indomitable, which is why you will never be able to surpass Basang and Han Zhongxuan to become first-rate masters!" The Pope pointed out the shortcomings of Xing Jie's attack as he fended off the attack.

And the tone is relaxed, the breathing is not chaotic at all, and there is no tension at all, as if he is playing with a child.

That's absolute crushing.

However, Xing Jie did not have the slightest fear, and still fought with the other party with a knife and a gun.

To turn a blind eye to the gap between himself and the Pope.

After a long back and forth, the smile on the Pope's face was gone, replaced by a serious face. And Xing Jie was panting like a cow at this moment, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down his body.

"You don't have any effect in attacking like this, do you want to die at my hands, to boost the morale of your friends, do you think it's useful to attack me even if they attack me together?" said the Pope.

"Don't you think you're talking too much?" Xing Jie said with his hands on his knees, panting

The Pope was stunned for a moment, and for a while did not understand the meaning of Xing Jie's words.

Xing Jie glanced at the Pope meaningfully, and the meaning contained in that gaze was very strange, with a kind of sadness and a taste of remembrance.

"My dear Pope, I have a question for you. As long as you can answer my question satisfactorily, I think it's not impossible to even agree to your request!"

Xing Jie's words were like a bomb, shocking the Pope and the eight places to reveal incredible eyes.

But what followed was the fanaticism in the eyes of the Pope and the vigilance in the eyes of the old king.

What the hell does Xing Jie want to do?

"You can say it, I have absolutely nothing to say!" said the Pope with a smile.

"Very good, I was thinking, if I follow you to the Vatican, will the charge of killing the Pope be charged to me?" Xing Jie tilted his head and asked.

This question is very realistic, after all, everyone knows that after this incident, the relationship between the Pope and Xing Jie is like water and fire. When the time comes, once the Pope has three longs and two shorts, then the first object of everyone's suspicion is Xing Jie. In that case, the Vatican will easily put a big hat on Xing Jie.

At that time, let alone the papal position, it is one thing whether or not you can leave that place alive!

"You can rest assured that you ...... this question"

The Pope was about to say something, but Xing Jie interrupted him again.

"No, you haven't understood what I mean. I mean, if you are pronounced dead as soon as you return to the Vatican, then I will be the scapegoat for your legitimate departure from the papal office. ”

The Pope's face changed drastically, and he frowned and looked at Xing Jie for a while before he asked gloomily, "How do you know?"

Xing Jie's expression was extremely gloomy.

"How long has Mr. Salvatore been dead?"

"It's been a year. ”

"You killed it?"

"That's right, if you get in my way, who will you kill if you don't kill him?"

"Even at such a price?"

"It's nothing compared to what he once did, and it was much more cruel than this in Okus!"

"But he's your father after all! Natasha is your sister after all!"

"So what? He also killed my grandfather back then, and almost all of his brothers and sisters died at his hands, otherwise how could he be worthy of the position of sect leader? ”

Xing Jie nodded, and after glancing at the 'Pope', he shook his head helplessly.

"You're so far from your father. If Mr. Salvatore were still alive, he would never let you use this ability. Can you tell me your name before you die? Xing Jie said coldly.

"Maxim, now can you tell me where you see my flaws, and I think I can fool everyone with my looks!" said Maxim.

"It's very simple, if you look closely at Natasha's report, you will know that there is an island in the far Pacific Ocean, called Phoenix Island, and there is a tribe on it, and the strongest warriors of that tribe have adopted an extremely special method to make themselves extremely powerful.

However, the method they use is relatively simple, and they still engrave the pattern on their body, but your method is much more clever, and it usually shows nothing, and once you fight with all your strength, it will automatically appear. And in order to hide this, you deliberately put on the papal robe, but this kind of clothing is not a combat suit, you can look at your arms, and use what I'm talking about?"

After finishing speaking, Xing Jie took out a pill, rubbed it in his hand for a while, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth!