Why do people like to be superior?

Don't deny it, there's no one who doesn't want to do that. Even children who have just started kindergarten think it's great to be a group leader or something. Not to mention the workplace, officialdom.

As for the pinnacle of human power, it is now called the president, or the chairman, or the chieftain or something. But in ancient times, it was all the same word, called emperor!

What is the benefit of being an emperor?

A lot of people laughed, damn it, isn't this just nonsense?

There is a line in the movie "Big Names" that says that China's imperial palaces have two colors, red and yellow. Red represents blood and yellow represents money.

Who would dare to do this? Only the emperor!

Of course, You You's sentence 'The emperor has many women who are still raised by the imperial court, and I only have one woman who ran away with someone, and my life is a tragedy.'" That's a fitting phrase.

What are you talking about?

The main thing is to talk about Xing Jie's current mood. Can you imagine a Vatican pope informing the Chinese Foreign Ministry that he is seriously ill and wants to see Xing Jie. So Xing Jie put down the urgent digging, and then flew thousands of kilometers to see him for the last time, only to find that the Pope's red wine steak was eating in the same mood?

Dear old Mr. Salvatore, are you too leisurely to come to the Vatican to make fun of me?

Anyway, you're also a generation of popes, right?

Before the Industrial Revolution, it was the master who said the same thing, and said the truth, right?

Even now, nearly a billion people around the world regard you as God's spokesman on earth, right?

Pope, what can't you say explicitly? Why do you have to resort to such a childish method? Now I'm here, but when I go back in a few days, you won't always lie in bed and pretend to be sick, right?

Looking at the white-haired Pope, Xing Jie was no longer polite, and sat on a chair by himself, looking at each other directly.

The Pope, on the other hand, took it slowly, cut the steak into small pieces, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently, as if the steak was a God-given meal. Even now, when he is wearing civilian clothes, he still reveals the nobility, grace and elegance of the exclusive pope, and the gentleness and elegance of the exclusive pope.

It's just that who is it to look like this? It's good to do this during the day or at banquets, but Xing Jie has worked with the Pope in Kiber Quinland. When this old thing grabbed delicious food, it was not much better than a wild boar, and even Dima's strong man couldn't rob him!

Needless to say, it is really a big trouble to force the Pope to use the mentally retarded excuse of being unwell!

What will it be, is it money?

What a joke!

The first, or the only recipient, of the various Golden Cubes is the Pope. Well, it can only be the Pope, so to speak. For this, whether it is the NO.9 of the US imperialism or 1945, or the uncle-in-law. Even among the cultural relics that Xing Jie found abroad, once there was that thing, the first one to trade would only be the Pope.

This was tacitly agreed upon by all the upper echelons of the various teams.

Power?

That's what the Pope is all about!

It's quite possible, but I haven't heard from Britta or my brother-in-law so far, so we can rule it out.

He knows what Xing Jie's strengths are, but the Pope knows it too.

It's okay to be a lone ranger and cooperate with others, but if you're alone, that level is far from that of your uncle.

"Dear Jay, come with me for a walk outside. The Pope put down his napkin and said.

"Okay!" Xing Jie stood up.

There is a garden not far from the Palais des Popes. Covering nine acres, the view is ok, and although it bears the title of the Pope's private garden, it doesn't look particularly exquisite. This is also very normal, because the last pope was more unlucky, and during his reign he encountered the unification of Italy, and as a result, he was confined to the city and not allowed to go out, and he did not set foot in this garden for sixty-two years. The last generation of popes didn't like this garden very much, so it was basically unuse.

I thought that this generation of martial arts popes would also give up here, but I didn't expect it to be picked up, so until now, the repair has not ended.

Facing the breeze, Xing Jie and the Pope strolled on the lawn together. The dark and tall pine trees on both sides of the road rattled, and the holly, which had just been repaired, also exuded a slight bitterness.

There were still a lot of people in this garden when I last visited, because although it was the Pope's private garden, but the old man thought it was too boring to do so, so he opened it to the general public. But now, Xing Jie can say without hesitation that there is absolutely no civilian here except for the bodyguards hiding in the shadows.

"Someone's going to see you. ”

The Pope said lightly.

But this sentence was like a thunderclap, and Xing Jie couldn't turn it in for a long time. Old man, can we stop being so scary? Who are you? Pope! You are also an emperor-level existence when you say it, and it will be a shame for you to jump out like this and use that person as a mouthpiece.

A middle-aged man, of European and American descent. The eye sockets are deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and the blue eyes are matched with a pair of gold-wire glasses. He is about 1.85 meters tall, wearing a white casual suit, looking quite elegant. But Xing Jie can also feel that this person is not simple, although he doesn't look particularly strong, but Xing Jie knows that this person is definitely a master. It exudes the aura of Aziz when he has not yet erupted into a rogue state, and in short, it is like mixing pianist 1900 and Wolverine Logan together, which is indescribably weird, but it feels very comfortable.

Another thing is that this person has a very familiar feeling.

Although Xing Jieming knew that he had not seen this person.

"Isabel is about to give birth. In the end, I'm still married to that bastard. ”

The Chinese dialect was fluent, about the same as Aziz's Chinese level, and his voice was soft, but the tone was very unpleasant to Xing Jie. What's wrong with my brother-in-law? After all, you can be regarded as the dragon and phoenix among people, a rare elite, which onion are you?

Wait, this face is very similar to Aunt Isabel. Thinking of the conversation between Basang and Aunt Isabel in the Forbidden Mountain, Xing Jie's heart moved. Could it be that this is the person that Basang and Instructor Zhao Lei teamed up to catch back then? The person who has a special relationship with Aunt Isabel?

"You are?"

"I'm your Aunt Isabel's brother, according to your Chinese way of calling, you should also call me uncle, my nephew Xing Jie!"

Looking at the other party's playful smile, Xing Jie felt annoyed and angry. I went, and it had only been five minutes since I arrived, and this generation fell off with a thud? Not only did I not reap any benefits, but I also found myself an uncle? What the hell is going on?