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When the sound drifted into the ears of the two people in the room, a faint smell of blood was also swept into the room in the night wind, and passed into the noses of Truther and Florence.

Smelling the faint smell of blood, the fear and tension in the hearts of Durusser and Florence spread infinitely, becoming more and more intense, and at the same time, Durusser's body began to move, moving as fast as possible, trying to hold the gun hidden in the office drawer in his hand.

Florence's reaction was not slow, but instead of moving, he stood up and shouted a man's name outside the door: "Sander, Sander...... Damn Sander!"

"So he deserves to die, it looks like I didn't kill the wrong person. The voice from before entered the room again, and the door opened, and a figure walked in through the door.

As the door was pushed open, a strong smell of blood rushed into the room.

Durusser had already rushed to his desk and pulled out a pistol from his drawer. As the supreme ruler of the Hell Dead, the young Durusser was also a battle-hardened warrior, and although he was used to being in a high position and pampered over the years, he was still able to reach out quickly.

However, when the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the figure at the door, the man at the door waved his hand, and a silver light appeared in front of Duruser's eyes like lightning.

"Poof!"

A throwing knife was stuck in Duruser's wrist with the gun, and blood splattered out.

"Ahh

A scream of pain came from Durusser's mouth, and the entire wrist of his right hand was pierced by a knife like a skewer of mutton, and the pain can be imagined.

"It's you, Dongfang Qinglong!" Florence couldn't help but shake when he saw the appearance of the figure who walked into the room, and his face showed a look of surprise.

At the door stood a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and fifties, with a standard oriental face, not handsome and chic, but very attractive and charming, with his unique charm.

The Eastern powerhouse called the Oriental Green Dragon by the Western powerhouse, an Oriental man who is on the top of the god list.

Zhang Wenqing.

"President Florence, I'm really sorry, I just came to kill Durusser today, I didn't expect you to be here, so I frightened you!" Zhang Wenqing stood at the door, dressed very neatly, but his clothes were not particularly clean, and they were stained with a lot of bright blood.

Durusser's home is the most heavily defended place among several U.S. senators and ministers, and Zhang Wenqing can appear here without alarming Trusser and Florence in the room, and his horror does not need too many words to exaggerate.

Of course, the enemy is not a vegetarian, so it is impossible for Zhang Wenqing not to be contaminated with even a little blood.

At least he had a little bit of a hard time dealing with the two masters of the Inquisition who had come with Florence.

"Damn, why did you come to kill me, when did I offend you?" Durusse was in a cold sweat, the door of the room had been blocked by Zhang Wenqing, and he knew better that Zhang Wenqing could appear here, proving that those bodyguards and guards in his mansion had been killed cleanly, so he was not stupid enough to shout.

Zhang Wenqing shook his head: "You really didn't offend me directly, but you offended my junior brother." His name is Xiao Qiang, a guy you wanted to kill when you were in the island country a month ago. Of course, you may not know who he is, in the eyes of a big man like you, he is just an insignificant small character, but he is my junior brother. ”

He's just a small character in the eyes of you bigwigs, but he's my junior brother.

I, Zhang Wenqing's junior brother, you all have to attack him, that is disrespectful to me Zhang Wenqing, I naturally want to kill you.

This is what Zhang Wenqing means, and it is also his truth.

"Qinglong, do you know what today's move means?" Florence calmed down after taking a deep breath, he is the president of the Public Affairs Council of the Holy See, a high-ranking member of the religion who has direct dialogue with big people like the Pope, he is a highly respected and courteous existence wherever he goes, and naturally he has his uniqueness.

Zhang Wenqing looked at Florence and said calmly: "Forgive me for being stupid, what does this mean?"

"You will offend the Holy See, offend the entire religious world, those ignorant ordinary people don't know what the entire religious world means, as the Eastern Qinglong, you should know who we are. Durusser is a partner of our Holy See, and if you kill him, you declare war with the Holy See. Florence's tone was threatening and intimidating, and he tried his best to use a tone that tried to frighten Zhang Wenqing to make Zhang Wenqing think about the serious consequences of doing so.

"It's a question worth pondering. Zhang Wenqing nodded, not denying that Florence's proposal was important.

Florence looked at Zhang Wenqing's expression, and listened to the tone of his words, but his heart began to sink, and he hurriedly said: "Since you are thinking about your junior brother, then it should be even clearer that offending the entire religious world is equivalent to all your relatives and friends becoming enemies of religion, and then your junior brother, as well as your wife and friends, will pay a heavy price because of your reckless actions today." ”

Zhang Wenqing nodded and said, "I know." ”

"If you leave now, I guarantee that no fourth person will know about tonight's events except the three of us. And, as long as you live, there will be no one, at least religion and Mr. Durusser will no longer be disrespectful to your brother. Including your friends and loved ones. Florence continued to persuade.

"But I know that you will wage a dark war, so even if the religion will be jealous of me, it will spare no effort to send your strong men to hunt me down in the days to come. Zhang Wenqing still had that flat tone.

Florence's heart began to sink and sank to the bottom, he didn't expect that this time he would meet Zhang Wenqing to seek revenge, if he had known this, he would never have come, even if he had to come, he would have asked His Majesty the Pope to send those two strong men on the god list to protect him.

"But you should know that if you kill me, the dark war will only break out early. Florence's voice began to tremble, and he roared loudly at Zhang Wenqing in a roaring tone.

Zhang Wenqing was slightly silent, nodded and said: "The religious side has been preparing for decades, and the outbreak of the dark war is inevitable, since this is the case, why care about it sooner or later?"

As he spoke, Zhang Wenqing began to walk towards Duruse, he came in to kill Duruse, so even if Florence, an important member of the Holy See, was here, he would kill Duruser first.

"Since I'm here to kill, I can't leave empty-handed. Zhang Wenqing said that he had come to Du Ruser's side, and after his sword was slashed out, Du Ruser tried his best to dodge, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being cut off his head.

With his bloody head rolling on the ground, Zhang Wenqing looked back at Florence and said, "When I want to kill you, even if you stay in the Vatican Cathedral in the country of the city, you will only have a dead end." For me, today is just to kill Durusser alone. As for you, I want to spare your life for you to bring a message to your Pope Majesty Snow. ”

Florence's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, Zhang Wenqing could easily kill Durusser, a high-level official of country M, naturally he would kill him, a person from the Holy See, without mercy, and now he said that he would spare his life, Florence naturally felt lucky for this.

"You say. Florence said.

"When the dark war really breaks out, the Holy See will not usher in a higher glory than when it unified Western Europe, but will only fall into an unprecedented catastrophe. After Zhang Wenqing finished speaking, he put his sword into the sheath and turned around and walked to the door.

As he reached the door, he looked back at Florence, whose heart beat suddenly, and he felt deep fear again.

"Remember His Majesty the Pope who brought the words to you as they were. ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely reply to His Majesty the Pope in your tone. ”

Zhang Wenqing smiled and said, "You should remember that it was not your God who blessed you today, but Dongfang Qinglong who forgave you." ”

Zhang Wenqing left, and Florence stood alone in this ancient castle full of dead people, only feeling unprecedented cold and fear.

He knew that the dark war was bound to start in advance.

His Majesty the Pope is not a person who can be easily intimidated, especially when faced with provocations.