Night!

In the Cathedral of St. Luto, located in the western suburbs of Yanjing, a tall man wrapped in a purple bishop's robe sat quietly in front of a giant cross, holding a Bible in his hand, and praying with his eyes closed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A strange cross strung with a gold chain swayed back and forth on the man's chest, and the hideous skull pattern and blood-colored light on the strange cross looked out of place with the holiness of this church.

Knock knock!

A chaotic sound of footsteps came from the gate, and I saw two white men in black clothes and black pants walking in with a Chinese man with his hands tied behind his back.

Boom!

The Chinese man was brutally thrown to the ground, because his mouth was stuffed with rags, and the man could only whine in protest.

"Your Excellency. The person you want, we've brought. A strong white man said with a respectful face.

The bishop in the purple robe put down the Bible in his hand, opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"God says that all beings are equal, and they enjoy the right to freedom of speech." The bishop wore a wide hood over his head, making it difficult to see his exact face.

The white strong man nodded, bent down knowingly, and ripped open the rag from the Chinese man's mouth.

"I'm grass. Is there still a royal law, is there still a royal law, and is there still a royal law? Lao Tzu just drank a little more wine and was instigated to do a big health care. Is it necessary for you to drag Lao Tzu to this place in the middle of the night? "The Chinese man was a middle-aged bald man, with a big belly and a shiny face, and judging from his luxurious clothes, this man may have been a rich man with superior living conditions and a certain position of power.

The bald head was full of alcohol, and he staggered up from the ground, looking at everything here with a confused drunken curiosity in his eyes.

"You're a priest, aren't you? Hey, hey, hey......" The bald man staggered towards the bishop with his back to him.

"Although Lao Tzu is not religious, Lao Tzu still knows that people who wear clothes like you are called priests on TV. Hey, hey, hey...... Hey, that's not right...... How could a priest wear a purple robe? The bald man had barely taken a few steps before he fell to the ground, rolled in a circle, and laughed drunkenly.

"It doesn't matter who you are, whether it's a priest or a nun. It doesn't matter why you got Lao Tzu to such a hellish place. Before the bald man could speak, he hiccuped, laughed for a long time, and continued: "I advise you to send Lao Tzu back, do you know who Lao Tzu is?" The boss of Longhua Industry is Lao Tzu...... Remember Lao Tzu's name, Liu Zhengjun. Lao Tzu is a member of the Liu family in Yanjing. ”

"Hey, hey. Do you know the Liu family in Yanjing? Looking at the black and white of Yanjing City, how dare you not get along with the people of the Liu family. The bald man shook his head to himself.

"Yes. Have you forgotten all the nightmares of the Liu family some time ago? The bishop sneered, but instead of turning around, he slowly put on a pair of white gloves.

"Nightmare? Are you kidding. The bald man sneered and said disapprerovingly.

"Have you forgotten the name of the Sword of Punishment so quickly?" The bishop snorted coldly and turned around slowly.

"Sword of Punishment?" Hearing this name, the bald man couldn't help but feel excited, and he couldn't help but wake up half of his drunkenness, a few months ago, this name made the entire Liu family, everyone in danger.

"You...... Who are you? The bald man tried to keep his drunken eyes wide open, but in the dim light he couldn't see what the man in the robe really looked like.

"Who am I? My cousin Zhengjun. Have you forgotten me so quickly? The bishop shook off his hat and walked slowly towards Liu Zhengjun.

"You...... You are...... Liu Xiaojun. Liu Zhengjun looked like he had seen a ghost, and his eyes were round and pointed at the bishop and exclaimed.

"Don't come unharmed, cousin Zhengjun." The man in the purple robe was none other than Liu Xiaojun, who had returned from the United States.

"Don't come unharmed." Liu Zhengjun twitched the corner of his mouth, and at this time, his alcohol was almost awake. He glanced Liu Xiaojun up and down, and said with some embarrassment: "When did you come back, you are still here as a priest, and you won't let me know for a while as an elder brother." ”

"Let me know. I don't dare, I'm afraid you'll turn around and sell my information to your new master. Liu Xiaojun said coldly.

"Look at you. What are you talking about? What is the new master? Liu Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Am I not right? If you didn't have the strong support of the old man, would you be able to control Longhua Industry, one of the top 100 enterprises in China? Now, the old man's bones are not cold, you are good. Liu Zhengjun, Liu Zhengjun, I heard that your Longhua Industry is the first family peripheral industry to publicly support that bitch. Liu Xiaojun's eyes flashed with two grim looks.

Liu Zhengjun's heart jumped, even a fool could see what kind of situation he was facing now.

"Ahh Ha ha! I said dude. You really misunderstood me. Liu Zhengjun secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat, and pretended to be affectionate: "If it weren't for the intervention of the old guys in the ancestral hall, do you think my brother would have done this kind of thing?" ”

Liu Xiaojun shook his head and said, "I don't care about the process, I only look at the results." ”

Just look at the results!

Liu Zhengjun frowned deeply, the other party's words were all uttered, how else could he respond.

The conversation between the two suddenly became apparently deadlocked, Liu Zhengjun was looking for some topics to transfer the embarrassment, but he heard a crisp click, he looked up, and saw that Liu Xiaojun didn't know when he touched a shiny pistol.

"Xiaojun. You ......" A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out behind Liu Zhengjun, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"The old man has let you enjoy the glory and wealth for decades. He's gone, and it's time for you to go down and repay the favor. Liu Xiaojun's eyes were cold, and he took two quick steps on the soles of his feet, and then blocked in front of Liu Zhengjun at a ghostly speed.

"Nope! Don't. Liu Zhengjun couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Liu Zhengjun's whole body was restrained by Liu Xiaojun, and the shiny pistol didn't know when it fell into Liu Zhengjun's hand, and the muzzle of the gun was against Liu Zhengjun's temple little by little.

The cold muzzle of the gun was against him, Liu Zhengjun's whole body trembled violently, his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees.

"Xiaojun. I beg you, don't kill me, I can help you. No matter what you want to do, I can help you, if you want Longhua, I will give it to you. Don't kill me, don't kill me. Liu Zhengjun struggled hard, but found that it had no effect at all. Middle-aged, he has long been hollowed out by the sound of dogs and horses, but now it's too late to regret it.

"Your Longhua, I'm not interested. What I want is the entire Liu family. And you will be my first sacrifice to make an example of the monkey. Let your blood make way for my great cause. Liu Xiaojun licked his tongue cruelly, and put a finger on Liu Zhengjun's finger and pressed it on the trigger of the pistol.

"Liu Xiaojun. You're a lunatic. Don't forget the rules of the Liu clan and what kind of consequences will be faced by cannibalism. The desperate Liu Zhengjun pinned his last hope on the Liu clan rules.

"Liu Clan Rules!"

Liu Xiaojun laughed out loud with a crazy face.