Chapter 500 Infatuated Woman!

Quicksand flying, clear sky, after a night of storms and earthquakes, the pyramid became a mess, the tour area was temporarily closed, a mysterious middle-aged man, looking at the weathered pyramid from afar, as if after the catastrophe, still standing on the land of Egypt.

The man was silent for a long time, his expression was a little complicated, this qiē, as if the dust had settled, he seemed to be really late.

"The heavens are restored, the earth is restored, it seems that everything is still in the master's hands, and there are no big fluctuations, but after all, it is still a step too late."

The man was quite helpless, last night the master watched the sky at night, the heavenly court changed again, and the three stars were about to return to their places, it seems that there should be something wrong in it, and it will suddenly become complicated, but it's okay, the world is chaotic, this is a scene that the master wants to see.

On top of the pyramid of Khufu, a man in a mask, looking down at the surroundings, his appearance, not seen by anyone, behind him, a huge golden eagle fell, constantly flapping its wings, dusty.

"If I really make a move, maybe I will die in the pyramid like that stupid King Qin Guang, ten halls of Yama, hehe, from now on, it seems that this name should also disappear from the world. Let's go too. ”

The masked man stroked the golden eagle beside him, and the golden eagle hissed, carrying the masked man, leaving this dusty, yellow sand-covered place.

However, in the Vatican's Holy See, Serrani, who was cold and arrogant, was surprisingly silent, as if waiting for punishment. The swaying ancient bell rang twelve o'clock, melodious and trembling, and the cold-faced pope was always praying sincerely, and had not yet recovered from the chanting. This is the Pope's daily compulsory lesson, confessing to God the sorrows of the world, as if the most devout believer is complaining to his Lord with irresistible sorrow, and after each recitation, the Pope seems to be sad.

"Kill Su Chen, failed."

Serrane's voice was indifferent, without much self-blame, failure is failure, there is nothing to be ashamed of, and this is the first time she has failed to do things.

"Failure is failure, it doesn't matter if Su Chen doesn't die, it's not a big deal for us Holy See. Besides, if he recovers, I don't think you should be his opponent. Don't force things to do, this is the most important thing in life. If everything is too exhausted, fate will inevitably end early. ”

The Pope said with a smile, and became a kind believer again, without any love of killing and rage.

"Let's go back first, there is news about this matter, I will call you. You're tired too, so go back and rest. ”

The Pope retreated, and a man appeared behind him again, with white hair, white clothes, and white eyes. No one knows how many shocking backhands this pope has, and Thranie is her pawn, but there are chess pieces behind the chess pieces, one link after another, interlocking, forming the strongest control force of this pope standing at the peak of faith. In front of him, no one dares to claim to be noble, no one dares to be arrogant, the Pope, is the master who controls a qiē.

"She didn't kill Su Chen, because Su Chen caught her seven times before and didn't kill her."

The white-eyed man said.

The Pope raised his eyebrows and muttered:

"Oh? And such a thing? It's a little interesting, hehe, it seems that this Su Chen is a little interesting to Serrani. It's okay, you continue to be incognito, it's not the time for you to make a move, a lot of things have just begun, I don't believe it, that old guy can really sit on the bench. ”

"Also, the body of Pharaoh Khufu was destroyed. Su Tianting is not dead, but his strength should have long since lost its peak, and even Su Chen was able to defeat him. ”

The Pope's expression suddenly became solemn, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a rare smile.

"Now I guess the old guy must have jumped to his feet. The destruction of the Pharaoh's body meant that the curse he had been so proud of might be completely nullified. Hahaha, it's a little interesting, as for Su Tianting, he should have been overestimated all the time, a person who should have died, not to be afraid. But it's best not to take it lightly, he's probably just a bait thrown by that old guy, I don't believe that after thousands of years, that old thing will have no means to press the bottom of the box. ”

The Pope seems to be calm and unhurried, everything is under control, and he is still high and untouched by anyone. It seems that outside the transcendent things, everything is determined by heaven.

The fog in the sky comes carelessly, the fountains are as quiet as oil paintings, the doves of peace walk lazily through the square in front of the St. Petersburg Cathedral, the heroic Janissaries, the immobile guardians of the Holy See.

The white doves hit the ground, the spring gushed out, and on the square, two teams of tireless privates patrolled day and night, surrounded by people in twos and threes, walking here. Serani squatted on the ground, gently stroking the white pigeon, pure, clean, without a trace of variegation, the pigeons here, are not afraid of people, Serrani held a white dove in the palm of her hand, the white dove fluttered twice, no struggle or fear, shaking her head, constantly blinking her eyes, as if watching leisurely.

"White dove, white dove, you know what? He was the first person in the world who cared about me. ”

"From the time I was born until now, no one has treated me well, I am like an orphan in a beautiful world, my heart is cold, my blood is cold, until I meet him, he makes me no longer so cold."

"What the hell am I going to do? I don't want to hurt him, and I don't want him to get involved in this strife. ”

Serrani said affectionately to the white dove, whenever she was alone, she would come to talk to these white doves, the white dove, the only friend she could confide in, but unfortunately, they could not speak.

In the north of China, an undercurrent is surging across the country, and almost every big city will have a fierce battle every night.

South of Nanyang, Shanghai, Hangzhou and other places, the wind is calm, north of Nanyang, the wind is loud, and the smoke is filled.

Harbin, in this mysterious northern city, black clouds are always shrouded. Since the nineties of the last century, after the old man Qiao was destroyed, a generation of Tianjiao made waves again, that is, today's northern giant, Sun Xing, the king of black gold. Eagle strikes the sky, Sun Xing has been in the northeast for 20 years, entrenched in the northeast, willing to be a king of the northeast, just like Zhang Dashuai back then, not that he has no ambition, but Sun Xing is very aware of the difficulty of the general trend of the world, if you want to control the world, it is impossible without a sharp blade, first of all, you have to have a life to enjoy, because Su Tianting was an example back then, and he and Su Tianting are not the same kind of people, so Sun Xing knows what is the contented person Changle, the king of the Northeast, for him, is the peak of his life, is the limit, If you want to go further, it's not impossible. However, the price to be paid is not what he can imagine, one step of heaven, one step of hell, what to do, he has been silent for so many years, how can he not count in his heart?

In the huge office, Sun Xing put his hands on his cheeks and stared out the window. Behind him, a majestic and imposing picture of eight horses, five meters long, gives people a taste that no one can stop under Malan Mountain. Aoki tables and chairs are not luxurious, but quite elegant. On the opposite side of the office, there are a column of books, there are thousands of books, from ancient classics to modern literature, ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, Sun Xing's favorite is "Thick Black Learning", the despicability of human nature, the sinister of people's hearts, and the perversion of personality, for him, are the best interpretation of a person.

"Knock knock—"

There was a quick knock on the door, Sun Xing said 'enter', and a beautiful woman in a red capable work uniform walked in, with a solemn look on her face. The slender beautiful legs are exposed, fair and delicate, and a delicate face that can be broken by blowing bullets, so that people can't tell her age at all, and a seductive professional outfit is worn on her, which is definitely a human shirt, and the beauty is incomprehensible. A pair of exploding twin peaks were about to come out, revealing distress in her eyes.

Behind every successful man, there is a woman who silently supports him, Xue Jiajia is the woman behind Sun Xing, seventeen years old, she followed Sun Xing's side, fifteen years have passed, and now Xue Jiajia, who is thirty-two years old, has always been Sun Xing's right-hand man, but she is unwilling to be only a woman like a maid by his side, Sun Xing refuses to give her a name, although she is unwilling, but love is love, fifteen years, she still survived silently, it may not be smooth sailing, but in Xue Jiajia's heart, This qiē is worth it, and one day, she believes that Sun Xing will know who is the woman standing behind him. From the moment she handed herself over to Sun Xing at the age of seventeen, Sun Xing asked her, and she didn't regret it, Xue Jiajia shook her head firmly, and she had no regrets in her life. This is her, a woman who is in charge of Sun Xing in the shopping mall, the eldest sister who is feared by everyone in the underworld, she never gives orders, but everyone treats her as a sister-in-law.

Xue Jiajia didn't know whether to tell him or not, but if she didn't say it, this moment would come sooner or later.

"Shenyang, Changchun generation, all lost, north of the capital, the pressure is too great, the whole line is defeated, now thirteen people, only seven roads remain, four roads were all killed, and the other two roads were also scattered. There was also infighting within the group, and the four subsidiaries of Beijing and Changchun were all facing a comprehensive attack from their opponents, and the stock market fell again and again, and the market value was ...... in a week's time The market value has shrunk by a third. If this continues, we will be dragged down alive, the economy of the north is not as good as that of the south, and now it is in a sensitive period, and I am afraid that there will be a big chaos. Hey, you should be prepared. ”

In terms of feelings, Xue Jiajia is a fool, but in other fields, she is the kind of person who makes people look up, and she has lost to this man all her life, she has no regrets, everything she has done is for him.

"I know, you go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

Sun Xing said calmly, this qiē was all in his expectation.

Xue Jiajia knew that at this time, she really shouldn't bother Sun Xing, his character couldn't be clearer, if he blindly admonished, it would only make matters worse. She believes that the perfect hero in her mind will be able to make a perfect decision, and in her heart, he will always be the best. At the moment when Xue Jiajia opened the door and was about to leave, she finally couldn't help but turn around and say:

"I'll be there for you no matter what time it is."