Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

What happened in the Vatican at this moment, to paraphrase this sentence, can perfectly present it, Lin Fan stabbed one by one.

Of course, Lin Fan said that if he didn't kill people today, he wouldn't kill people, but it was inevitable to break his arms and legs.

The Vatican's papal guards have all undergone devilish training, and even those elite soldiers in the army are not opponents in terms of strength, especially the killing techniques, which are even more superb.

It's just that at this moment, in front of Lin Fan, there is no power to fight back.

Rem, the holy knight who once fought for the Vatican in Europe, struck from the side with lightning speed, and the speed was jaw-dropping, even those Olympic track and field champions could not catch up with Rem's explosive power at this moment.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, these speeds are like snails, slow, too slow.

"For the honor of the Vatican, give me death." Rem roared, but fell to the ground with a thud and fainted, and if it weren't for a crack in the silver armor, he might never know what had happened.

Pope St. Peter, standing there at this time, looked at the Yiqi in front of him in amazement.

How is this possible, this Chinese man is really terrifying.

In an instant, one person fell to the ground, unable to see any movement, what the hell was going on.

Pope St. Peter shouted in his heart, and at the same time at this moment he had the idea of wanting to escape, if he continued like this, maybe it would not be long before it would be his turn.

Since the establishment of the Vatican, when has such a thing ever happened, and what is the origin of this Chinese people?

At this moment, Pope St. Peter suddenly muttered, "Isn't this an art?" ”

"That's right, it's an art, an art that only Lin Shao can embody."

I don't know when Lin Dali appeared next to Pope St. Peter, silently like a ghost.

"You ......." St. Peter's heart froze, and the hand holding the scepter trembled slightly, isn't this man standing there? When did he appear by his side.

Lin Dali looked at Pope St. Peter and smiled slightly, "Stand here and watch, don't run around." ”

"Can you sue me and why?" Pope St. Peter calmed his heart and asked indifferently, and at the same time gave up escaping, under the gaze of these two people, I am afraid that no matter where he runs, it will be useless, why not face it calmly, at least he will not die.

"Didn't you knowingly ask?" Lin Dali said with a smile, looking at this pope who was believed by everyone in the world.

St. Peter's dry brow jumped slightly, and he said hoarsely, "The Rothschilds? ”

At this moment, Lin Dali smiled, his eyes stared ahead, looking at Lin Shao's figure with great admiration, at this moment was Lin Shao's most domineering time.

Killing people is like slaughtering chickens, and dreams are both good and bad, at least there are a lot of benefits.

Pope St. Peter sighed, what kind of friend did the Rothschilds know, could it be because of this that they came to challenge the Vatican?

Could it be that the Vatican, which has a history of nearly 2,000 years, is so vulnerable in front of this Chinese people?

Pope St. Peter looked at the only dead Holy Knight and said with some sadness, "Do you know how much it costs to cultivate a qualified Holy Knight, if it is just because of this matter, there is no need to do it at all. ”

"Huh." Lin Dali smiled, and then looked at St. Peter's Pope, "You should feel lucky, this time it just made Lin Shao's friend lose face and killed you as a holy knight, if you did something irreparable to Lin Shao's friend, then I think you, the Vatican Holy See, don't need to save it." ”

When Pope St. Peter heard the other party's words, his face changed suddenly.

"Don't believe it, but I advise you not to be truthful." Lin Dali said.

Pope St. Peter did not speak, his facial movements were a little intense, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "The Vatican branch is ...... all over the world." ”

Lin Dali smiled shallowly and glanced at the Pope, "Only kill you." ”

Pope St. Peter felt like someone was being choked in the throat at the moment, and wanted to continue, but he couldn't say a word.

Kill only you......

With such strength, even if there are tens of millions of people to protect it, it is useless.

"With your strength, you are enough to stand on the top of the world." Pope St. Peter said in silence, a slight glint in his eyes.

In life, who doesn't want to stand on the highest and not be controlled by others.

As soon as St. Peter finished saying this, he felt a biting chill, raised his head slightly, and suddenly his heart was like a heavy blow, and he was sweating.

His eyes were so cold, and Pope Peter's body trembled, and for the first time St. Peter felt afraid.

"Be careful, don't sow discord, if Lin Shao doesn't kill you, it doesn't mean that I won't kill you, he is my god ......." Lin Dali's voice was cold and piercing, making people tremble.

Ever since Lin Fan gave Lin Dali his feelings from the system, Lin Dali has been like a human being, with rich feelings, but the only drawback can also be said to be an advantage, that is, his incomparable loyalty to Lin Shao.

Even if Lin Shao now ordered Lin Dali to kill Dai Qiuyao, the beloved woman, Lin Dali would not have any hesitation, but in the end, Lin Dali would definitely commit suicide.

Because Lin Dali can disobey everyone's orders, and he will not disobey Lin Fan's orders.

"All men have a purpose in life, I live for God, and you live for Him, and all the things in the world should be equal and live for themselves." Pope St. Peter said at this time, as if he had a great point, but only he understood why.

But St. Peter's Pope didn't notice that Lin Dali's eyes were getting colder and colder, and he was full of murderous intent.

Just when Pope St. Peter was about to return to the arms of God, Lin Fan's voice saved Pope Peter's life.

"Haha, ridiculous, full of nonsense, if your god hears your words, he has to come out and kill you, what, this Tang knife is stained with Vatican blood, oh...... No, it should be the glory of the Vatican. Lin Fan put the Tang knife that had been dyed red in front of Pope St. Peter.

St. Peter's Pope reacted at this moment, and hurriedly looked, but this look, St. Peter's was frightened, and St. Peter's Pope took a few steps back and muttered with a frightened face.

"How could it be ......."

At this moment, Pope Peter closed his eyes slightly, and tears flowed down his face, God shed tears for the salvation of the world when he was betrayed by the world.

"Don't worry, if I say kill only one person, I will only kill one person, and I won't kill half more." Lin Fan was dressed in black without a trace of blood.

St. Peter's Pope looked at the Chinese man in front of him, and no longer sat down solemnly on the ground, the scepter that symbolized divine power lay quietly on the ground.

What happened tonight is an indelible shame and disaster for the Vatican.

Seeing one hundred and thirty guards and eighty-eight holy knights being wiped out by one person, Pope Peter's heart was terrified.

These victorious warriors were so vulnerable in the hands of this terrifying Chinese people.

"Who the hell are you?" Pope St. Peter asked in disbelief at the moment.

"Huaxia, Lin Fan." Lin Fan said.

"Huaxia ...... Lin Fan. Pope St. Peter muttered.

"Give me the scepter." Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Pope St. Peter looked at Lin Fan, was silent for a while, and finally handed over the supreme scepter representing divine power and faith.

"Yes, is it a problem to lend me a few days to play?" Lin Fan asked.

"There is no ......." Pope St. Peter nodded helplessly in agreement.

"Remember, the Rothschilds are my friend's family, and if anything happens to them, the next time will be the slaughter of the entire Vatican, understand?" Lin Fan said with a stern expression at this moment, that coldness swept the entire Vatican, and tonight's Vatican was completely shrouded in Lin Fan's shadow.

"Understood." Pope St. Peter nodded.

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and prepared to leave, but at this time he stopped, and with a flick of his hand, the Tang knife in his hand flew through the air and sank into the obelisk in the middle of St. Peter's Church.

"This Tang knife is left here, I hope I don't use it again in the future.

……。

At this moment, Pope St. Peter stared blankly at the Tang knife on the obelisk, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. (To be continued.) )