Chapter 518: The Coats of Arms of the British Royal Family
Seeing that it was not early, Wang Hao looked around, there was nothing to be nostalgic about, so he planned to go back to the hotel to rest.
Originally, Paris is also a famous city that never sleeps, coupled with passionate and unrestrained French girls, it is simply a paradise for playboys, but for an "honest person" like Wang Hao, the attraction is not great.
Ahem, of course, the premise is that Wang Hao doesn't dare to be bold and presumptuous now, a group of women in the harem, under the leadership of Rosie and Tina, who love to make trouble, are definitely not easy to deal with.
Perhaps, other men see Wang Hao so blessed, this point, Wang Hao also admits that he is indeed very blessed, but while having blessings, he must also have a life to enjoy!
Now, Wang Hao regrets letting this group of women cultivate the truth, they don't cultivate the truth, it is enough to drink a pot of their own to deal with them, if they cultivate the truth, Nima, wouldn't it be that they will find abuse in the future?
No, no, this is absolutely not good, it seems that I have to pay attention to my cultivation speed, in this way, I don't know how to die!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Hao approached Charles de Gaulle Square, not far from the Chinese Embassy, Wang Hao suddenly frowned, swept the four directions, and felt a powerful energy fluctuation.
Wang Hao immediately stopped, his face was a little surprised: It is estimated that there are people with abilities or cultivators nearby, do you want to go and see it?
After thinking about it for a while, curiosity prevailed, so Wang Hao followed the embassy and quietly touched forward.
The vicinity of the embassy is a residential area, and there are many alleys, and it is not easy to find someone in general, but with the precise guidance of his divine sense, Wang Hao soon came to the vicinity of a dark alley.
The feeling is becoming more and more obvious, there are three fluctuations in energy, two seem to be quite ordinary, one is very cold and evil, and Wang Hao is somewhat familiar with this kind of aura.
It was here, Wang Hao nodded, sneaked closer, crouched on the top of a small building and quietly looked down.
By the hazy moonlight, it was clear that there were three people in the alley, two in black suits who seemed to be in a line, and the other in a checkered shirt seemed to be hostile to each other.
Suddenly, one of the black suits said coldly: "You can't escape, we are tracking you for half of France, and you should be captured." ”
The Black Suit II immediately added, "However, if you hand over what we want, we can consider sparing your life." ”
The checkered shirt quietly looked at the nearby terrain and refused without hesitation: "You want this holy weapon, don't think, unless I die, otherwise, it is impossible!" ”
Wang Hao was taken aback: No wonder I felt that the aura of this checkered shirt was more evil, it turned out to be a vampire, but what did these two black suits ask for from this vampire?
Hallows? What is it? Could it be that it is the best artifact?
No matter what it was, but Wang Hao could feel that it was definitely not broken, and as for the holy weapon, there was naturally a place for him to use it!
Wang Hao's eyes immediately lit up, his eyes turned around, and he immediately had the idea of seeing the situation, and he acted when he saw the opportunity, and he didn't do a halfway interception.
One of the black suits was furious: "Despicable dark creatures, since they don't know whether they are alive or dead, I will deal with you today, Luc, you go and kill it." ”
The second in the black suit nodded: "Don't worry, Nordy, this guy, leave it to me." ”
The man spoke, smirking and clenching his fists, as he walked over to the vampire.
The vampire also immediately became nervous, and the light on his face flashed, and the truth was suddenly revealed, and he was blue-faced and fanged, staring at this Luc with a pair of blood-red eyes.
"Die, trash." Suddenly, Luc roared in anger and leaped to his feet, kicking the vampire like a wind.
Luc is fast, but the vampire with long speed is not slow either, and on one side of his body, ten sharp claws directly and viciously grabbed Luc's thigh.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Luc unexpectedly spun in the air, and his right leg poked out from a strange angle and kicked the vampire in the head hard.
"Bang!" The vampire snorted and rolled sideways and flew out, a mouthful of crimson blood spurting from the corner of his mouth.
However, as soon as he landed, the vampire let out a low roar and jumped up again, and the vampire itself was super resistant to blows.
Yes? Wang Hao was slightly taken aback: This person named Lu Ke still has two brushes, but he doesn't know what his identity is and where he comes from.
"Do you want to hand over things or not?" Luc asked again coldly.
"Damn humans, don't think!" The vampire was also very hard-hearted, and he wouldn't give it to death.
Luc fire: "You look for death." ”
Luc's arms suddenly stretched out, and in an instant, a shining lightsaber appeared between his palms.
"One sword will solve you." Luc picked up the lightsaber, his voice confident.
"It's not that easy!" I saw that the vampire's arms were united, and in an instant, the blood was shining brightly, and he was waiting for the battle.
"Die." Luc roared and lunged at the vampire, a sword at his head.
The blazing lightsaber emitted a dazzling white light and slashed down hard.
The vampire roared: "Bloodlight destroys the world, break!" ”
A strange handprint formed in the palm of his hand, and a powerful blood light immediately rumbled out from the handprint and struck the fierce lightsaber.
"Boom!" The blood light collided with the lightsaber, bursting with colorful light and a powerful shockwave.
Luc and the vampire took a few steps back at about the same time, both looking a little embarrassed.
Hehe, chess meets opponents, this time there is a good show, Wang Hao snickered in his heart, and he was happy to watch.
"Luc, what are you doing, playing house? Why don't you solve it quickly and attract all the citizens? On the side, Nodi said impatiently.
Luc was immediately a little annoyed, his eyes glaring fiercely at the vampire, and suddenly, the lightsaber shone brightly, and there was a burning sound.
And the vampire was immediately vigilant, took two steps back slightly, and prepared for battle with all his might.
"With piety, grant me divine power, the wrath of Apollo, the god of light!" Luc roared, and in an instant, the lightsaber turned into a scorching sun, bursting out with countless powerful white rays that shot at the vampire like an overwhelming force.
Seeing this, the vampire was shocked and roared: "From the power of sin, the god of holy blood is with me!" ”
For a moment, a huge blood light rose from behind the vampire, as if it was a blood purgatory underground, boundless, and fiercely roaring towards the white light in the sky.
"Boom!" An earth-shattering loud bang rang out, and a pillar of colorful light pierced the sky, and a powerful shockwave swept in all directions.
Luc snorted, the lightsaber in his hand shattered, and he flew out violently, falling to the ground.
The vampire screamed even more violently, and instantly his whole body was on fire, turning into golden ashes.
Suddenly, in the midst of the golden ashes, a silver thing emitted a holy white light, silently pausing in mid-air.
Wang Hao's eyes also lit up, and his body rose like a storm, copying the silver object in his hand like a bolt of lightning.
Nodi on the side was anxious and roared angrily: "What people, put down things, we are Orthodox Christians!" ”
It turns out that these two French Orthodox people in black suits are also not a small sect.
Wang Hao was horrified in his heart, but he was very calm, and he didn't pay attention to his face, and when he returned his hand, he killed with a fierce vitality, and he flew over the N wall and fled.
Nordi was startled, reached out with both hands, and roared angrily: "The power of the golden tree, broken!" ”
With a deafening loud bang, a blazing lightning bolt struck the Yuan Qi wave, instantly shattering.
But when I looked for Wang Hao again, there was no trace of him.
In the distance, Wang Hao heard the crazy roar of Nordi and Luc behind him, and his heart was knotted with laughter: taking advantage of the fire to rob, this is what the Chinese are best at, alas, what a poor Frenchman
He rushed out of the distance in one breath, and it was not until he was about to return to the hotel that Wang Hao calmed down, looked at nothing wrong with his body, and then swaggered straight onto the elevator and returned to his residence.
After closing the door carefully, Wang Hao took out the small silver thing from his arms and looked at it carefully:
This is a square logo made of silver, with a badge printed on the front, Wang Hao used the computer to check it, only to know that this is the badge of the British royal family, however, looking at the color and handiwork, it should be some years.
At this time, Wang Hao was immediately disappointed: Nima, it turns out that this is the badge of the British royal family, although it is very valuable, it is not a holy weapon.
Those French 'Orthodox' people and vampires have robbed you to death, and your brains are rusty?
Wang Hao shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the badge in turn, and the words "George III, who ascended the throne in 1760" were engraved on the back.
Wang Hao thought for a moment and remembered: this is the coat of arms of George III, the third king of the Hanoverian dynasty of England, the longest-reigning British king (1760-1820), who has made a grand mark in world history.
During his reign: the United States became independent, Australia was established, diplomatic relations were established with China, and Britain was built into the world's factory.
As soon as he thought of this George III, Wang Hao remembered that in 1793, the king had sent Lord Magalny to China to establish formal trade relations, but because Magalny was unwilling to bow down to Qianlong, this may be the first time in Chinese history, Qianlong felt that this was a kind of contempt and challenge to the authority of the Chinese emperor, and the anger and dissatisfaction were self-evident.
For a while, Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh, and thought about it: If only Qianlong could be rational at that time, he would not suffer a hundred years of shame in the future because of his isolation and blind arrogance.
After sighing for a while, Wang Hao couldn't help but wonder even more: No, if this badge was only as simple as it seemed on the surface, the French 'Orthodox Church' would not have worked so hard to recover it.
Is there any mystery in this?