While Zheng Dong was still looking for helpers in the four-dimensional space, the commander of the French government was hiding in a safe house not far from the presidential palace, listening to the work reports of his staff in all aspects, and at the same time paying attention to the real-time broadcast of TV news, which is the main channel of his information source, and the latest news was filmed by some dedicated reporters who risked their lives.

"The unification is ahead of the world, and about 70% of the people in Paris have not escaped from the city, and these monsters have locked people in separate buildings." A middle-aged woman dressed in professional attire and delicate makeup holds a folder in her hand and reads a briefing on the current situation.

"Impossible, hearsay." Macron leaned back on the soft and comfortable leather sofa, rubbed his brow and pursed his lips disdainfully.

"I think it's possible." A burly, gray-haired old man in military uniform stood up from his seat, "I strongly recommend that the Foreign Legion be transferred back from the home and overseas bases, after the 23rd Army was eliminated by the monster formation, the 5th Army basically lost its combat effectiveness when it retreated, and the Foreign Legion has been in the war zone for a long time, and their combat capability is many times stronger than that of the well-pampered Wehrmacht." ”

The "Foreign Legion ------" commander tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair, and in his other hand he held a cigarette while flicking the ash in the ashtray.

"Well, transfer them back to guard the presidential palace, yes, if conditions allow, you can send them to rescue those hostages." The Grand Commander made a decision.

"Okay, I'll bring back two more Marine Aviation Divisions. Those monsters are extremely mobile in the air and have almost mastered air supremacy. The general continued.

"The troops will first assemble in our vicinity and send out reconnaissance units to gather as much information as possible for us to refer to when drawing up our battle plan."

"Yes, Your Excellency, Grand Commander." The old general gave a standard military salute and prepared to leave.

"Datong is the leading student, there are two people from the religious circles outside who want to see you." The secretary said as he looked at the folder in his hand.

"No, if it was useful, I wouldn't need the army."

"They say they can help us eliminate the war and restore peace." The secretary's words aroused the interest of the commander, and even the old general who was about to walk out of the door stopped.

"Let them in."

In the office came an old man in a gray robe and a burly middle-aged man, the old man was dressed in the robes of an ordinary priest, and walked with a limp, the middle-aged man was dark-skinned, looked like an Indian, and wore a suit that did not fit well, and his body was bulging.

The gray-robed old man had sharp eyes, and when he looked at others, his eyes were like an invisible sword that was sharp and sharp, which could pierce the other party's heart, and when Macron and him looked at each other, his heart was so cold that he regained his composure, and asked in an official tone: "Can you solve the current situation?" ”

The gray-robed old man glanced at the middle-aged man, "You come first." ”

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, spread his hands, and said something in his mouth, and suddenly pointed to the goldfish bowl on Macron's desk, which contained four or five precious goldfish, which were his pets, and he did not forget to take this tank of goldfish with him when he fled.

The goldfish in the tank stood up from the water, and then an amazing scene happened, all the goldfish spewed out a thin column of water from their mouths, and accurately hit the cigarette butt that was still burning in the hands of the commander, a puff of white smoke rose, the smoke was extinguished, and several goldfish returned to normal and dived into the water.

"Isn't this magic?" The secretary couldn't help but speak.

"Then it depends on whether mine is magic."

The gray-robed old man popped out an almost invisible silver wire in his hand and shot the secretary's head, the secretary was surprised to find that his body walked uncontrollably towards the wall, and then, raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, she had a premonition that this hand would hit the wall, and tried to withdraw her right hand, but a huge force controlled her hand to death, and the secretary was so frightened that she was disfigured and screamed loudly. The old general standing at the door took out the gun in his hand, and pushed the door outside the door and rushed in two security guards.

With a "boom", the female secretary's fist hit the wall firmly, but there was no flesh and blood, broken arms, and the one-meter-thick reinforced concrete stone wall against nuclear explosions and ground-penetrating missiles was smashed into a hole, and her well-maintained, white arm was intact, a false alarm! The female secretary fainted in this extremely nervous emotional transition, the old general put away his gun, waved his hand, and two security guards carried the female secretary out.

"I trust you, can you tell us about yourself?" Seeing that these two people were equipped with unique skills, the sun of hope suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to keep them by his side.

"My name is Urizi, I'm from Russia, I'm a shaman." The middle-aged man stepped forward and shook Macron's hand.

"I, Marcel, Senior Elder of the Blood Spirit Sect, am willing to assist the Grand Commander in quelling the rebellion."

The Grand Commander, the old general, and several other staff members present couldn't help but be stunned, how could this war against the monsters turn into quelling the rebellion.

"Our common enemy should be the Knights Templar and their leader, Zheng Dong."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was surprised.

The corners of the Blood Spirit Sect's Elder Marcel's mouth raised, and he continued unhurriedly: "He is the same as the last Grand Master hundreds of years ago, greedy and lustful, and wants to use this crisis to return the Templar Order to the secular world, and take the opportunity to collect money, the Hell Legion was actually summoned by their Templar Order, and the Vampire Race attacked Paris in order to eliminate them, but the army obstructed it layer by layer, arousing the dissatisfaction of individual members of the Vampire Clan, the original enemy was the Templar Order, but the army fired, So there have been a lot of incidents of manslaughter of soldiers and civilians. ”

The staff looked at each other, unable to accept this explanation for a while, and whispered there, but the old general at the door rolled his eyes directly, and Macron tried his best to suppress his excitement and said: "I believe in you, fully support you, Zheng Dong and his knights must be punished as they deserve." ”

He and Zheng Dong have too deep grudges, not long ago his son Hubert was beaten by Zheng Dong himself, he was very aggrieved, after the monster invaded Paris, as the commander of France, he had to cooperate with Zheng Dong and others, and now someone pointed out that the Knights Templar was the source of the rebellion, he agreed without thinking about it, not only to eliminate Zheng Dong, but also to restore order in Paris, killing two birds with one stone. As for whether the words of the Blood Spirit Sect Elder Marcel were reasonable, he couldn't help but think about it, he didn't need it, and hatred blinded his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" The Grand Commander couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Don't support the Knights Templar, send troops to help us attack their defenses in the square, and when that's done, we'll withdraw from Paris."

"Okay, that's it, let's sign an agreement." He beckoned another male secretary to come over and draft the agreement.

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Four-dimensional space

Zheng Dong asked the two gods to help issue a missing person notice, and after waiting for a while, there was no feedback on the Internet, worried about the battle situation in the nether realm, he resent a message, to the effect that Chen Duan was asked to make a move, the disciple was at a critical juncture of life and death, anyway, how could he win sympathy How to write, and stuffed some blue crystal to the two gods, asking them to pay attention to the reply, and then left the four-dimensional space.

Returning to his silversmithing workshop in Paris, he harvested tons of silver beans and packed them all into bags, and as the sky grew brighter, the gunfire began to fall, and the sun was about to rise from the horizon, which the vampire feared the most. Zheng Dong saw the countless discarded weapons, artillery and boxes of ammunition scattered across the two lines of defense, and he had a plan.

When the morning sun had fully risen, the vampire army had completely stopped attacking, and it was quiet, and a gust of wind was blowing, and a garbage bag was untied, and a can left over from a drink was brought out, and the wind clanked and drifted forward in the direction of the wind.

Zheng Dong found the werewolf commando, one of them returned to human form, and was making improvised time bombs and ordinary explosive packs, the common feature is to wrap silver beans in it, and distribute the finished ones to each werewolf.

"Are you ready?" Zheng Dong observed the movement around him, turned his head and asked Simon who was beside him. Heyer.

"Almost, almost two explosives packs and a time bomb per person, and the place where they are resting is basically clear."

"You're in charge of the commander-in-chief outside, I'll go in and look for the duke, let's get started."

All the werewolves ran into the buildings around the defense line of the square in groups of three or five, Zheng Dong took about ten werewolves into a luxurious hotel, this hotel is the most luxurious hotel in Paris, Zheng Dong entered, stunned, there are still humans working normally. And when they saw Zheng Dong and the werewolf behind him, they didn't think so, and asked with a smile, "Have you booked it?" ”

It seems that there is a market for luxury services at any time, and Zheng Dong asked, "Does Duke Herbert live here?" ”

"Sorry, we can't provide guest information."

"He was the one who summoned us here, I'm just checking to see if he's here, we'll be waiting for him in the hall." Zheng Dong said as he took out a roll of euros and stuffed it into the hands of the front desk attendant.

"He is." The waiter said with a smile, and they immediately went to the elevator, ready to search layer by layer, and when they pressed the elevator door, the voice of the waitress came from behind: "The seventh floor." ”

Zheng Dong said to a small leader of the werewolves: "Just follow me, and the rest of you will search room by room to see if there is a place for the ghost clan to gather and rest, and do what needs to be done." ”

After the elevator stopped on the seventh floor, Zheng Dong was ready to fight and walked to the front, there was not even a guard in the corridor, a beautiful eldest sister who did sanitation passed by, Zheng Dong stepped forward to deliberately talk, took the card door lock, pushed open a few rooms to see, countless bats hung upside down under the crystal chandelier in the room. The werewolves planted time bombs directly in the hallway and room, and Zheng Dong came to a large gate and opened it.