A man wearing a small red round hat and a red-robed clerical uniform like Murat walked into the room, he was full of silver hair, his face was thin, although he was in the grade, he was on crutches, his eyes were still bright, "I am sent by the Pope to investigate the situation, please calm down." ”

Zheng Dong withdrew the knife in his hand first, Macron looked at the bishop in shock, he was pressed to death just now, the black blade left a touch of coldness on his neck, the feeling of escaping death made him sober up a lot, helping him recall the scene he saw underground, thousands of ghouls died under Zheng Dong's knife, after coming back just now, he saw a room of security guards and agents, thinking that he had the initiative, and wanted to take a look, without considering the consequences of provoking the other party, if it wasn't for the appearance of the red-robed bishop, he almost lost his life.

He waved his hand to signal the agents and security guards in the room to put down their guns, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said, "You were sent by the Pope?" ”

"Yes, we have received a report from Bishop Murat that a large number of demons have appeared in the catacombs of Paris, and if it is true, we will not sit idly by." The old man's voice was slow, and his voice was clear, with an invisible majesty.

"I am the new Grand Master of the Knights Templar, my name is Zheng Dong, I need your help, the number of ghouls is estimated to be in the millions, and at the moment we have recruited two regiments, and the weapons need to be opened."

Zheng Dong's words attracted the bishop again, and when he was at the door, he heard the conversation in the house, so he pushed the door into the house to stop the two sides from using force, and after the young man in front of him revealed his identity, he looked him up and down several times in surprise, and said slowly: "Young and promising, speaking of which, the Knights Templar were also related to us back then, and it is difficult for you to be able to not forget your original intention." ”

"Lord Bishop, time is pressing, I need to quickly equip these two regiments with weapons that have opened the light, the Hell Legion may counterattack at any time, now Bishop Murat is too slow to do the ritual alone, please consider sending more priests who can do the ceremony of opening the Holy Light to help."

"I first have to determine the authenticity of this matter, for thousands of years, these demons only appear occasionally, but we have an exorcism department, with fifty members, distributed all over the world, dealing with the evil spirits that harm the world, what evidence do you have that anyone dares to break the current balance?" The bishop's sharp gaze looked directly at Zheng Dong.

"Mostima used the Hell Legion, as for the evidence, you can ask the Grand Commander, if you don't believe me, I can also take you over to see, but the corpses of the ghouls you saw, they were just repelled by me, but I have reason to believe that they will come back soon, so we need to hurry."

"Murat mentioned in the report, is it really the 'condemner' Mostima? Can you confirm his words, Archon? The bishop looked at Macron.

After a few seconds of silence, Macron nodded and said, "Yes, it's true, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"Grand Commander, you may have really not been to church or read books about religion for a long time, you don't know how powerful the Legions of Hell are, according to ancient records, once they set foot on the land of the living, it will be the beginning of the Last Judgment, no one will be spared, the Grand Commander of France will be the last, and the whole of France, all of Europe, Asia, America, Asia and Africa will be shrouded in the shadow of death."

Macron had another fine bead of sweat on his forehead, and asked humbly: "Your Excellency, what does that require me to do?" ”

"Ask him." The bishop raised his cane and pointed at Zheng Dong.

Zheng Dong didn't go around the bush, "I need you to do two things, one is to provide me with heavy weapons for the military, and you can send someone to take me to pick them later, and the other is to send the army to blockade the entire 14th arrondissement of Paris, at least two lines of defense will be arranged, and the army's weapons will be opened to the priests later, and our two regiments will give priority to solving the weapon problem." ”

"Okay, I'll send General Luchel from the Logistics Department to take you there later." Macron reluctantly accepted Zheng Dong's proposal, and suddenly his eyes squinted, adding: "All weapons must be returned to us if they are not damaged." ”

"Well, I promise you, after the battle, return the weapons you provided. I also need an engineering unit to build fortifications, and I don't know how long this battle will take, so we have to be prepared for the long term. ”

Given weapons, and then given to people, Macron was unbalanced in his heart, he said perfunctorily: "Now only two engineering units are deployed overseas, and they will not be able to come back for a while and a half, well, the recent renovation project of the Paris metro is contracted by your Huaxia engineering company, you look like a Chinese, you can ask them for help." ”

Zheng Dong saw through his careful thoughts, and was able to ask him to provide weapons, as if he was reluctant to cut his love, the corners of his mouth raised, "Okay, Lord Bishop, I hope you can arrange for as many priests as possible to rush to Danfer-Rochelot Square in the Fourteenth District." ”

"It seems that it is the will of the Lord, recently all the members of our exorcism department came to Paris for a meeting, I will arrange it now, we will arrive as soon as possible. I hope that you, the Knights Templar and the Grand Commander, will put aside their past grievances and work together to deal with our common enemy. The bishop looked at both sides.

"Well, please fulfill your promise and send that general to take me to the munitions storehouse." Zheng Dong stretched out a hand and made a gesture of shaking hands.

Macron glanced at Zheng Dong arrogantly, did not stretch out his hand, but said to an agent beside him: "Take him to General Luchel in the logistics department and provide him with all the weapons he wants, but make a list, and all weapons except bullets must be registered." ”

"I'll go first, Lord Bishop," Zheng Dong withdrew his hand and followed the agent about to go out.

"Tell General Luchel that only he can take weapons, any weapon, but only he can take weapons, no one else can, in order to show the sincerity of our cooperation, I can provide you with a jeep to help you haul weapons." Macron wants to disgust him, and in his opinion, Zheng Dong alone can take away a few bazookas and some grenades at most.

The bishop understood Macron's intentions, his face was displeased, and he was about to say a fair word for Zheng Dong, but he said: "You are the commander of France, and your words must count, please give an order, sign it, and I will handle the handover." ”

Macron thought he had a plan, he was very happy, called a secretary, quickly drafted an order, and signed his name, Zheng Dong got the document silently, waved the piece of paper in his hand when he left, and smiled, "Goodbye Grand President, Lord Bishop, see you in the square later." ”

Following the agent, Zheng Dong went to a military camp near Paris, where he met with General Lücher, and before they arrived, he received a call from Macron, specifically telling him to register the requested supplies. After understanding the meaning of the commander, Lücher sent a servant to lead Zheng Dong to the quartermaster store, and as a general, he disdained to run errands for Zheng Dong.

After a while, the orderly ran back to the general's office out of breath, and General Lucher was drinking coffee and chatting with the agent who brought Zheng Dong, he glanced at the orderly, "Is the list listed, has he signed?" ”

"All, all taken." The orderly wiped the beads of sweat from his head.

"What did you take it all?" Lychel frowned and asked impatiently.

"All the supplies." After saying this, the orderly let out a sigh of relief.

"You talk nonsense!" General Lücher jumped up from his comfortable chair and his eyes widened.

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Zheng Dong drove away from the barracks at this time, he found the company in charge of the Paris subway renovation project, Zheng Dong met the project manager, explained his intentions, the project manager was a thirty-year-old Tianjin man, warmly entertained him, made him a cup of hot tea, and the two sat down separately.

"My name is Zhao Bing, what do you call me?" As he spoke, he handed over a cigarette.

Zheng Dong waved his hand and said with a smile: "I came to discuss business with you." Can you build fortifications? And bridge engineering? ”

"Yes, but at the moment we don't have the funds to advance the materials, you have to give a deposit first, there is really no way, there is no money!" Zhao Bing took a puff of his cigarette, frowned and shook his head and sighed.

"The renovation of the Paris subway, this project is not small, how can it not make money?" Zheng Dong asked curiously.

"Hey, don't mention it, your mother's law---- the government is really not enough to beat it, we have paid more than 1000 million in advance, so that now no one has paid the knot, all kinds of inspections, to meet their EU standards, all kinds of unqualified, rework. One hundred or ten brothers, squatting on the construction site every day to drink porridge, the salary is almost unaffordable, at first I really thought that there was a problem with our project, we have strong high standards, strict requirements, but your mother is not qualified, and then inquired clearly, did not give the bureaucrats benefits, but do not settle the fees, where did I get the money to honor them, you say, what is your mother! The project manager complained.

"I'll give you $200 million, and another $100 million when it's finished, and help me build two fortifications and a bridge for war in half a day."

"Don't you make fun of me?" Manager Zhao looked at Zheng Dong's serious appearance, and he also became serious, "What you said is more detailed." ”

"The fortifications are five meters thick, ten meters high, and there are also people hidden underneath, one section is about fifty meters long, one section is about seventy meters long, and there is an iron chain bridge, I can find a way to connect the iron chain, you only need to lay steel beams on the bridge, the span is about thirty meters."

Manager Zhao secretly summed it up, it was too suitable, 200 million US dollars could be said to be a pure profit, and immediately slapped his thigh, "I'll do it, but buddy, how much deposit can you pay for the ugly words." ”

"You give me your company's account number."

Manager Zhao pulled a piece of paper from his notebook and wrote down a string of numbers.

Zheng Dong dialed a phone number, "Andre, you can help me transfer an account-----"

Ten minutes later, Manager Zhao's mobile phone rang.

"Lao Zhao, have you paid for the project? I just received a transfer of 200 million US dollars, how did the transfer place come from Russia? ”