"Shadow ......"

"Shadow ......"

"Wake up!"

Shadow Fan sat up from his seat in a daze, "Hmm~ what's the matter?" The Shadow stretched and rubbed his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's coming soon~Don't you sleep~" Talon sat beside him and said angrily.

"I didn't expect you to have a private jet, it's so comfortable......" Shadow chuckled dryly, and said with a grimace.

Sharp Claw spread his hands and sighed: "No wonder, after all, you are working for Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen has always been low-key, if it weren't for a banquet held by the family, I wouldn't have known about his existence."

"By the way, you're not as arrogant as I imagined, and you're the kind of person who is very high." The Shadow glanced at Talon.

"There are those aristocrats, and I hate them, but I can't help it. The reason I'm different from them is that I'm different from his mindset, they're the kind of traditional thinkers who think that nobility is superior, and I think that whoever beats me in any field is someone who deserves my respect. Talon said lightly.

Talon: "Who do you fancy in this big battle?"

Shadow: "Preacher."

Talon groaned for a moment and said, "To be honest, I also think that the missionary has a good chance of winning, but his opponent is the scales..... Although he should be called the Apocalypse, everyone is used to calling him a preacher. ”

He glanced at the expressionless shadow and said, "The missionary is the most powerful person in France, he is a pillar of France, if he falls...... Then what will happen after France will be unimaginable! ”

"And who are your pillars in England?" Shadow asked curiously.

"I haven't seen it, I heard that it's a woman, or a capable person." Talon's answer makes Shadow slightly upset, but it doesn't matter, Shadow can get news through nightmares.

After that the Shadow stopped talking, quietly recalling the information provided by the nightmare the night before........

There are three major organizations in France, one is the "Apocalypse", that is, the missionary organization, organized by the church, and the other is a government organization, and the other is a large stronghold of the "Alien Alliance".

According to the news, it can be learned that the missionary's ability is similar to that of the popes in fantasy novels, with the so-called holy light, and the eyes are golden, and he has white hair, and he is an old man......

The entire "Apocalypse" organization is amazing, this organization only has the ability, there are no aliens, of course, I thought so before the news came, in fact.....

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"Are you ready?" A very distorted voice came from a telephone.

White Eagle held the satellite phone with a very respectful face, "Yes! My master. White Eagle's words seemed very relaxed, as if he was completely sure.

“........”

"You should be more careful~" After a long time, the last voice came out of the phone.

"Yes!" White Eagle slowly closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely hot light burst out from his eyes: "Missionary...... If you can't even beat a magic stick, what face will you have to see the master! But I would like to see you so high for your master! ”

"But," the heat in his eyes soon calmed down.

Then White Eagle put down his mobile phone and walked out of the room to greet the two guards outside the door, "Let's go, there is a guest to see ...... today."

"Remember to prepare everything when you come back, I'll use it when I come back."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two guards bowed their heads and saluted.

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"Finally got off the plane!" Talon couldn't help but stretch as he got off the plane, and the Shadow was curious about the new vibes around him.

"Don't look at it! Let's go! I'll let you see enough! Talon urged when he saw that the shadow did not move.

With Talon in the car, he came to a strange exhibition hall.

The strange thing about this gallery is that all kinds of artworks are placed in one gallery. There are paintings, there are carvings, there are porcelain, there are costumes and armor......

To be honest, according to the Shadow's idea, the artwork in this is estimated to be the same as the price of cabbage, if there are really so many works of art, and they are all genuine, then the people here are not making a fortune, and how many years will it take to collect so many works of art, not to mention the time, it is not enough to grab.......

As if sensing the confusion in the novelty of the shadow, Talon smiled and explained: "Actually, the exhibits here are all 'talents' who want to use the environment here to be noticed by others, so as to become famous, or someone can see that they can exchange some money, but unfortunately in the past few years, less than ten people have succeeded.

Do you see that abstract painting in the hall? The painting has been hanging there since I first came here three years ago, and it is said that it has been hanging for twenty years. Only then did the Shadow understand that Talon's smile was clearly a mocking one.

It's no wonder, after all, no one can really rely on this success, otherwise the artists in the world would really be like Chinese cabbage.

Following in the footsteps of Talon, he came to a delicate doorway, and Talon let him in alone, and the shadow couldn't say anything.

After about ten minutes, the shadow came out of it, and Talon didn't ask anything, and the shadow ........ The Shadow's eyes were a little glazed.

Talon softly called out to the Shadow, and the Shadow came back to his senses, and he asked in horror, "Talon!" What's wrong? ”

"Nothing." Talon breathed a sigh of relief.

Talon was about to say something more to the Shadow when he called, and Talon received it with a solemn expression, he just responded a few times and then hung up, he told the Shadow that he had something to go back to here, and let the Shadow take a look at it for now.

The shadow was helpless, he nodded, after all, he also knew, Talon actually came to France to come back by the way, otherwise his family would not let him watch such a dangerous duel casually.

Shadow's gaze as Talon left glanced at the delicate door, and he couldn't help but feel a headache, and he held his head to remember, but he couldn't remember what had just happened.

Walking in the opposite direction of the claw's departure, the shadow went all the way to the deepest part, and on the way he saw a lot of 'precious works of art', all kinds of magic completely opened the eyes of the shadow, and he finally knew why there are so many crazy people in the world who claim to be artists.

Walking to the deepest wall, he saw some strange patterns carved on the wall of white flowers, he looked at this pattern carefully and felt a little familiar, he thought about it for a while, and was surprised to find that the patterns on the wall were exactly the same as those on the stone slabs!

He followed the pattern and found that on the way back, they suddenly appeared on the wall on the left-hand side, and as he walked, he saw a humble hut.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva to soothe his heart, which was beginning to beat violently, and approached the door of the hut step by step.

The door was very shabby, the kind of wooden door from the seventies, and it looked a little decayed.

He pushed the door open and walked inside........

The hut was very dim, and there seemed to be no light.......

He turned on the light of his phone and shone into the room, wanting to see it more clearly, but the next scene was .........

It's mine! Oh, my God!

'Artwork' all over the floor! All sorts of things were discarded on the ground like real garbage, with no place to stay, everything smelled of decay in the dim light of the cluttered hut, every item looked at least decades old, and the house smelled of mold, even if you said it was a warehouse abandoned for the last two centuries, I think anyone would believe it.

Shadow cautiously dodged the rubbish and walked inside, where he found a hut, and the dim light came from the oil lamp on a rotten wooden table not far away, and the faint flame burned like the small moans of an old man who was about to die.

The Shadow stepped lightly on the floor, and the floor let out an overwhelmed wail, and he didn't bother with the sounds, for he knew it was almost broken.

Walking into the house, which was even smaller and almost identical to the outhouse, he saw that something seemed to be squirming inside.

Intrigued, he approached and saw an old man with sloppy hair and messy hair, and he didn't know what he was doing.

He seemed to see the shadow, and the moment he turned his head, the shadow saw his green and faint gaze, like a wolf, and he took a few steps back with palpitations.

The old man stood up and smiled at him in his old voice, "Hello sir, do you have a fancy for that great work of mine?" I'm a big artist here. ”

He deliberately put the sound on 'great' and 'great artist'.

The shadow looked at the smiling face in front of him full of yellow teeth and missing three or four of them, and he pointed at the old man in front of him with trembling hands.......

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