Zhou Chen returned to the room to rest, but how could he sleep peacefully? Over the past few days, Zhou Chen has seen too many miracles, and at the same time, he has also seen the real masters in this world, if he is proud and complacent, how can he survive? He recalled the routine when he was watching the sword, and inadvertently chose to fall into a deep sleep, and the energy consumed in the afternoon was too much, even Zhou Chen couldn't resist this deep sleep.

However, not long after Zhou Chen fell asleep, Hong Lei had already confirmed the location of the old pope, only to see him yelling at the phone, and the two ghost-faced soldiers who were in charge of guarding Zhou Chen's door just didn't allow it, so angry that Hong Lei had to put down the lookout goggles in his hand with hatred.

"What the hell is the King doing? How's the action? Hong Lei was pacing eagerly in the room, and on the other side of where Hong Lei and the Ghost Face Army were located, it was the location of the old pope, Hong Lei was able to be sure, firstly, because he caught the "tongue", and secondly, because his judgment would not be wrong, this is definitely the nest of the old pope's forces.

Opposite is a four-story bungalow, with a huge manor, in which there are bodyguards and personal guards, but after Hong Lei's observation, they don't seem to be familiar with each other, as if they are doing their own thing.

Hong Lei smiled faintly, so he didn't twist into a rope, this is really the end of life.

The owner of this house is called Alfonso, it is said that his ancestors were the popes of the Holy See, and the reason why they provided refuge for the old popes was because they had been a community of interests since ancient times, and now that the old popes have lost power, Alfonso has naturally been affected, how can he tolerate this?

As night fell, under Hong Lei's anxious waiting, Zhou Chen finally woke up, Zhou Chen looked at his watch, and was surprised that his rest time was so long, which had never been before.

Zhou Chen called softly, and the Ghost Face Army soldiers guarding the door entered, "Sect King, you're awake." ”

Zhou Chen nodded: "Is there any news from Hong Lei?" ”

The Ghost Face Army soldier said respectfully to Zhou Chen: "An hour and a half ago, Instructor Hong Lei had already reported the prescribed position, and determined that the opposite side of the location was the old Pope's lair, and asked the king to give a battle order. ”

Zhou Chen waved his hand: "Let's start, be sure to capture the old Pope alive, and kill all the others, regardless of them!" ”

With the issuance of Zhou Chen's order, at the same time, the moment Hong Lei received the order, he almost fainted with joy, only to see him spit in various ways, and then said: "Brothers! Capture the old pope alive, and kill everyone else! ”

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers of the Ghost Face Army had quietly touched the manor with Hong Lei's order, only to see Hong Lei take the lead all the way, and first touched the back of a bodyguard, and then used a dagger to open the neck of the baby watch, and in an instant, the blood on the bodyguard's neck spurted instantly, and then fell to the ground and convulsed, without even making a sound.

And looking at the other Ghost Face Army soldiers, just like Hong Lei, they quietly touched it, and then stabbed the back of the bodyguard's heart.

After silently putting these people, Hong Lei and the ghost face army behind him finally touched the periphery of the four-story western-style building, and the private guards who stood outside the western-style building to patrol the night, in order not to cause trouble, Hong Lei and the first echelon of the ghost face army made tactical adjustments, each person was responsible for killing two guards, and they also used a quiet and silent killing method, and they could not use guns resolutely.

There is only Eh, Hong Lei took the lead to follow, and then came behind a guard, patted the guard's left shoulder, and the guard subconsciously looked to the left, but at this moment, Hong Lei's hands had touched his cheeks, and his hands twisted, and in an instant, he heard a "click", and the guard's neck was torn off by Hong Lei.

Immediately followed by the next one, Hong Lei dragged the body of the guard into the lawn, and then bypassed the second guard on the other side of the lawn, and then jumped high from behind him, and the dagger was inserted into his skull.

The same is true of the other ghost-faced troops, at the moment when Hong Lei ended, they almost completed the task at hand at the same time, and quickly gathered together again.

As early as before, Hong Lei and others had used thermal imaging to investigate, in this four-story western-style building, there were a total of 23 enemies, and the Pope lived in the most secret room on the third floor, with no doors and windows, let alone a channel to enter. The only way to do this is to shoot the door the moment it opens.

Just look at Hong Lei stretched out a hand, and it fell heavily, which represented the beginning of the battle, at this moment, the screaming Ghost Face Army soldiers seemed to have been waiting for a long time, waiting to rush into the building and take down the old Pope's head.

At the moment, the old pope still knew nothing, his secretary was in front of the coffee machine, cooking coffee for him, and the old pope did not even know that all the elites he sent to France had died, and one of them had exposed his secrets before he died.

The old pope looked at everything in front of him lightly, since he lost power, he has been hiding here to control everything, except for a few cronies, almost no one can know where he is, and these believers loyal to the old papal court are gradually losing patience with him, fifteen years, he has not been able to regain his authority, in this four-story western-style building, hiding in the dark, he can't remember how many years he hasn't walked out of this room, let alone whether he can regain everything that originally belonged to him.

It seems that he has lost confidence in himself, but fortunately, he still has people who are willing to follow, and there are people who are his attendants, he is no longer the powerful pope of the past, and now he is full of silver hair, old and long-looking, he will hide in Tibet for a few more years, and maybe this life will have nothing to do with the throne of power.

"Urta." The old pope spoke faintly.

His secretary heard the call, put down the churning coffee cup in his hand, and walked towards him: "Pope, what is there to serve you?" ”

Urta had always called him Pope, a title he had been calling him for so long that even he himself felt that he was still the supreme ruler of the past.

I only heard his old sigh: "Urta, how many years have you followed me?" ”

Urta said respectfully: "I have been following Mr. Pope for sixteen years. ”

"Hmm...... It's been sixteen years, and even the shining light you were sixteen years ago now have gray hair. ”

Urta didn't pay any attention, only watched him ruffle his long hair and smile apologetically at the old pope: "I'm going to make you laugh." ”

The old pope was uneasy today, and he only felt a little more comforted when he saw Urta, and then he listened to him say: "Urta, you were Bishop Siluo by my side back then, and when I was in power, you had the opportunity to enter the center and become a cardinal, and after I lost power, you could have relied on your past achievements to enter the new papal court, why did you choose to continue to follow me?" ”

Urta did not hesitate: "Mr. Pope is the real Pope, and Julius is just a dove and a magpie's nest." ”

The old pope shook his head: "Urta, I want to hear the truth. ”

Urta hesitated slightly this time, but seeing that his brows were tightly locked, he finally stretched his brows, and opened his mouth to say: "Mr. Pope's kindness to me is something Urta can't repay, I just entered the core of the Holy See for a year, that incident happened, and my sister also died in that battle, the remorse in my heart is unsettled, this is the purpose of my insistence on staying with you." ”

The old Pope pondered for a while, and when he raised his head again, he seemed to have let go of everything, his eyes were blazing, and he looked at Urta and said, "Urta, do you want to avenge your sister?" ”

"Yes! I dreamed of it! I can't tolerate the loss of my sister and the only relative in this world! Urta was reminded of the old pope, and the flame of anger in his chest finally erupted at this moment.

The old pope looked at Urta lightly: "Then I will give you this opportunity, and it can be regarded as the honor you deserve for following me for sixteen years." ”

Urta was puzzled, but soon he understood, and he was too excited to help himself.

"According to the rules of my Holy See, non-cardinals are not allowed to enjoy the power to elect the pope, but these are troubled times, and extraordinary means should be used in extraordinary times, and now, in the name of the Pope, I appoint Bishop Cero as my successor, Urta III!"

After that, the old pope took off the crown that symbolized the power of the church and the pope from his head, and put it on the head of Ourta, who bowed his head and trembled, this is a supreme honor, the Pope, the greatest authority in the Holy See, and now it is his turn to Urta!

Just look at the old pope looked at the excited Urta and said: "Urta III, please swear with me, be loyal to the Holy See, loyal to the believers of the Holy See, do what they want you to do, be a servant of God's servants, and a lifelong servant of Saint Louis I." ”

Trembling with excitement, Urta followed the old pope and finished taking the oath.

At this moment, when the old pope handed over the scepter in his hand to Urta, he had already become the new pope of the Western Holy See "Urta III".

Immediately, the old pope said to him: "It is up to you to restore the Holy See, I have been too much in this life to be worthy of being a servant of Saint Louis I, Urta, this is all the secrets of the Holy See, and now it is also in your hands, I hope you can bring new glory to the Holy See and pass on the hope of the believers." ”

Urta was overjoyed, in fact, he knew that although the power of the old Pope was decreasing year by year, he believed that it was still a force to be reckoned with, and if he had this power, he would definitely be able to avenge his sister!

Urta looked carefully at the secret documents of the Holy See, and at this time, the old pope was gone, and he thought to himself: "Maybe he has gone to rest." ”

When Ulta saw the papal robe hanging in the closet, he could not resist the urge of joy, reached out and took it off, dressed neatly, and looked at himself in the mirror, sixteen years was enough to make him from a young man in the prime of life to a middle-aged man, even so, he was still proud of himself, because in the Holy See, it was unprecedented to become a pope at the age of forty-two!

Then, he walked back and forth twice in this small room, and it seemed that outside the room, thousands of devout believers were kneeling down to greet the arrival of the new Pope Urta III.

But at this moment, Hong Lei's ghost face army had all occupied the first floor, and launched a general attack at this moment, and the old pope also went up to the fourth floor after giving Urta all the glory, and then went down again from another entrance on the rooftop, and went straight to the secret passage, which is about three kilometers long, and he wants to escape!

He already felt that invisible pressure, something big must happen tonight! Just like sixteen years ago.