"Don't worry, my noble lady, that pesky Vatican lackey doesn't have the guts to challenge the rules of the 'dark world'. Moore knew what Jane was worried about, and shook his head slightly, "Unless he wants to be the public enemy of the 'dark world', he will never dare to do this." ”

Looking at O'Nele, Moore sneered with disdain, "It is definitely taboo to use ordinary people as shields and pull them into the battle of the 'dark world'. If he really dared to do this, then even the Vatican Holy See behind him would not protect him. With his ability, he only dares to play those shady little tricks. ”

"Fortunately, I'm worried that my efforts tonight will be in vain. Hearing Moore say this, Jane Er carefully sorted out the pile of Jane's contracts in her hand (or is the IOU more appropriate?), and breathed a sigh of relief, you must know that she served in advance tonight, and many of these things are just a blank note, if these people have a case, if his (or her) successor admits not to admit it, who will he cry to?!

Moore black line, we thought you were worried about the safety of these people, dare to worry about your own purse (Jane: Isn't this worrying by the way, besides, we have to pay, naturally we have to gain, this is a matter of course, what's wrong?).

"If you are worried about your harvest, then I have unfortunate news to remind you. Moore looked at Jane with sympathy in his eyes.

"What?" Jian Er's heart tightened, and a bad premonition came up.

"It seems that this guy is here for these miracle drugs in your hands today, so in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he should 'wash' away this memory of these people tonight. "Moore Dao.

What do you mean by that? "Jane'er's face has a tendency to pull down, not what she thinks, right?

"That's what you think, in order to prevent leakage, the fewer people who know about this miracle drug, the better, so if I'm not mistaken, after these people go out in a while, someone outside will be responsible for disposing of this memory of these people here. Moore shrugged. "As for our ......"

"But you will be cleansed from your iniquity with your blood. O'Neill suddenly spoke up and picked up Moore's unfinished words.

"Don't be afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away! Don't forget that you're just my men, or do you want to rely on the garbage out there? Moore sneered at O'Neill.

"I know you've made another breakthrough recently, but no matter what breakthroughs you have, you're still just a small viscount, and you're just an ant-like existence in front of that adult. O'Neill's face was full of triumphant pride, "I really have to thank you for that, if you hadn't stolen my Holy See's holy medicine, you wouldn't have caused that lord to take action." Of course, for me who provided this important clue, if I wanted to wipe out your nasty little bat as a reward, I think that the lord would definitely not be stingy with this effort. ”

O'Neill's face slowly became hideous: "My dear Viscount Moore Festia, I'm glad you're here, so that the grievances between you and me will be completely settled. Ah, fried little bats, that's a pretty good dish. ”

"Don't you dare? Don't forget whose territory this belongs to. Moore's face changed, this guy actually had murderous intentions? Wasn't he afraid of Prince Donald's wrath? And my lord? Could it be that there was some big man from the Vatican? Why didn't he receive any news?

"Hehehehaha...... "I know whose territory this is, and I know that Prince Donald is in country F now, but so what, when the grass grows, the horses are already starving to death (a Western proverb, equivalent to a distant water can't save a near fire), my dear Lord Moore Festea, do you think Prince Donald will risk war with my Holy See for the sake of you, a deceased, tiny Viscount of the Blood?"

The more O'Neill spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had seen his old enemy lying in a pool of blood. You must know that since he was sent here by the Holy See to guard here, he has been under the shadow of this filthy vampire, and he has been calculated by this cunning vampire bat in several conflicts, for which he has been ridiculed by his colleagues.

Well, now, soon, soon he'll be able to say goodbye to this pesky vampire bat forever. And with this great achievement that I have done today, I think that I will be even more appreciated by that adult in the future, and then ...... O'Neill's eyes were shining, as if he had seen a golden avenue unfold in front of him.

Looking at O'Neill, who was becoming more and more rampant, Moore's handsome face slowly sank, it seemed that things were far from being as simple as he thought, although he didn't know who the adult in O'Neill's mouth was, but just based on the information revealed in his words at this time, it could be imagined that it was definitely not a simple character, at least it was a figure that could make Prince Donald have some scruples.

And there are not many people who can make a blood prince have scruples. glanced at Jian Er with some concern, her eyes flickered and changed, and finally turned into determination.

And what about Jian'er at this time? The dissatisfaction in her eyes is getting stronger and stronger, you have an old grudge with Moore, that's your family's business, what does it mean to use us as a raft? Also, I said that you are too deep into the play, a mouthful of your Holy See's holy medicine, if you are not sure that the medicine in her hand is definitely produced by her Song Jian'er, and even the raw materials are absolutely domestic, and it has nothing to do with these hairs, she has to wonder if this medicine is of unknown origin and is a thief.

I remembered that the guy who said that he was a Vatican white-clothed combat priest before, it seemed that his name was Victor, when he broke into his villa, he also seemed to open the Pope's secret order, shut up the lost treasures of the Holy See, and in the eyes of these guys, as long as it is a good thing, as long as they feel that the owner of the good thing is inferior to them, then that good thing is their Holy See!

As for the owner of the good thing, the word thief, robber, and the like put a crown on their heads, and it was all over the matter if they were killed. And he can stand on the highest point of morality with a dignified face and say all the shameless words. Oh~, what a robber logic, I really admire, admire! )