Northern Europe in spring, the scenery is good, the sea and the sky are blue.

Although it carries the cold, but the cold makes the world more silent, it is no wonder that in the eyes of many poets, the Northland is always described as a quiet girl.

On the deck, Qin Kun said into the phone: "I am." ”

The other end of the phone said eagerly: "Dear exorcist, the Viking Sea People will be your loyal friend!" Believe me, it doesn't matter how Priest Bell died, we came to him to ask him to solve a problem. If you can help us, we will also offer you a good treatment. ”

Qin Kun hesitated.

The reason why I left this phone number was to see if there were any people from the Black Soul Sect to contact.

Who knew there would be customers coming to the door?

Li Shenling drank all the chicken blood, saw Qin Kun thinking, and asked carefully, "Are we in trouble?" ”

Qin Kun turned his head: "That's not true, someone came to send money." ”

"Then what are you hesitating about?"

"Probably not a decent person."

Li Shenling smiled and licked his fangs: "What about me?" ”

Qin Kun was suddenly, yes.

"I'm on a cruise ship right now."

"What a coincidence, sir, I'm here too!"

……

At 12 o'clock in the evening, in the bar next to the deck, Qin Kun was drinking cocktails.

Next to it was a gambling table, where Li Shenling and a group of gamblers played 21 points and won a lot of chips.

Everyone is out to have fun, and the passengers who can come to the luxury cruise ship are not interested in the Nordic daytime, and the nightlife here is their purpose.

Some gamblers put their hands into the clothes of the business escorts and touched their white rabbits to ease their luck, and the business partners were drunk and slightly shy.

Qin Kun saw Li Shenling next to him swallowing vigorously, it was impossible for him to be lustful, that job was estimated to have been dehydrated for a hundred years, and this dignity should be hungry.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Qin?"

A middle-aged man in a suit interrupted Qin Kun's train of thought.

Qin Kun turned his head, and the middle-aged man suddenly took two steps back, and his palm unconsciously touched his waist.

"You're the one who contacted me?"

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Kun, young, wild, calm, and a normal looking oriental, and even his tone was extremely gentle, but it made his hairs stand on end.

Just now he felt an inexplicable danger!

This is an instinctive consciousness, and people will have this reaction when they experience more life and death scenes.

The middle-aged man calmed down, pretended to be calm, straightened his clothes, and sat opposite Qin Kun.

"Yes, I'm Odaham, and it's an honor to meet you."

The hands of the two were clasped together, and the middle-aged man had palpitations: "Please forgive me for being rude just now, it was just an instinctive reaction." The evil aura on Mr. Qin's body is a bit big. ”

Odaham, who introduced himself on the phone, is the lead lawyer for Viking Haimin.

The Vikings, the most secretive mafia in Northern Europe, have a fearsome name in the underworld: Vikings.

This group of people claimed to be descendants of pirates, and their ancestors ruled the seas of Europe during the period known as the Viking Age.

It doesn't matter who they are, it doesn't matter what industry they have, it doesn't matter who their ancestors are, in the past dynasties, since the Chinese have never had conflicts with the Vikings, the two have no ethnic hatred, only business.

"Mr. Odaham, I am surprised at your sensitivity, but it is an honor to meet you." Qin Kun raised his wine glass.

Odaham grinned and drank a glass of wine with Qin Kun: "I like Eastern culture very much, especially the giant 'Pangu', in the belief of the Vikings, the world is also transformed by a giant, and all spirits are born from this. ”

Odaham is a good diplomat, he knows Pangu, and he uses this as a starting point to bring the relationship closer a lot at once.

After chatting with Qin Kun a lot, Qin Kun also rarely relaxed, and chatted for a long time with this half-bottle swaying Huaxia Tong, and after repeatedly testing that Qin Kun had no hostility towards the Viking Sea People, Odaham finally said what he meant.

"Dear Qin, after talking for so long, it's time for us to talk about business. Alas, in fact I came for my godfather, Arnold Gvasily. That's the greatest godfather of the Viking Sea People, and something happened some time ago, probably because of the evil spirits. You know, we don't choose to go to the Holy See for help, it's all a bunch of hypocritical liars, that's why we found Priest Bell, but unfortunately Priest Bell died. ”

"Well, I'm busy, now take me to see your godfather."

Odaham was stunned for a moment, and explained with a smile: "No, no, no, you should have misunderstood." The Godfather doesn't meet strangers easily, so you can't go to him directly, we need to test you. After all, we understand that Bell Priest spent half a year and don't know anything about you. ”

At the door of the bar, a group of people in black suddenly walked out.

Suits and sunglasses, the momentum was violent, there was silence in the bar, and then there was a riot, some gamblers and drinkers saw that the momentum was not right and left in a hurry, and the other part of the people who had a background hugged their female companions, smashed their chips on the table, and walked away angrily.

"Please?" Odaham made a respectful gesture.

Qin Kun saw that there were twenty people in total, and there should be a gun hidden under the suit, so he smiled helplessly: "Ginseng Li, it's troublesome." ”

"No trouble!"

Li Shenling's gambling was on the rise, and the arrival of this group of people ruined his nature, and he was very unhappy, and when he heard Qin Kun speak, he got up and walked towards the twenty people.

"I'm sorry, sir, please sit back in your seat."

A leading white man, tall and burly, held a gun in his hand and pressed it against the abdomen of Li Shenling.

Li Shenling turned his head to look at Qin Kun, and Qin Kun shrugged: "If you provoke you, kill it." These people don't trust me anyway, and I don't need to show mercy. ”

Odaham was stunned: "Mr. Qin, you ...... Crazy? This is a gunner's ......."

From beginning to end, Odaham had a very respectful attitude towards himself, and Qin Kun didn't need to slap him in the face, but he didn't like the pomp and circumstance of this godfather.

If you are on guard, why bother?

When Odaham was stunned, he heard a gunshot, and suddenly, Mr. Qin's subordinates changed, no longer an oriental man with a national character face, but his cheeks were collapsed and dry, his arms were pitch black, and he was wearing a navy blue official robe with braids.

In many film and television images, Oriental people look like this, and Odaham has also seen it, but he has never seen such a strong Oriental man!

Three bodyguards fell down one after another, and almost instantly, Li Shenling grabbed the shoulders of the fourth bodyguard, bit the other party's neck, and tore off a piece of meat.

"Roar—"

Boiling blood into his throat, Li Shenling went crazy, the tiger entered the flock, and the bullet hit the meat, which would only make him slow down for a moment, but it hurt less than half of his skin.

"The Devil !!"

"He's the devil?!"

"Kill him, shoot him in the head!"

Bullets flew wildly, Qin Kun came to the bar with Odaham in his arms, and poured a glass of wine: "Don't be afraid, you are my friend, and Ginseng Li will not hurt you." ”

Odaham trembled and held the cup in both hands, his eyes were wide open, the bar was full of blood, and more than 10 people had fallen, Odaham cried: "Is he the devil?" ”

Qin Kun shook his head: "In your words, it should be called a ghoul." ”

Odaham was about to break down, the smell of blood had drifted over, this was olfactory perception, saliva would become bitter in despair, this was taste perception, those terrible and painful sounds, this was auditory perception, the blurred sight of flesh and blood, this was visual perception.

Among the five senses, the four senses brought Odaham's spirit to a critical point because of the hellish scene in front of him, the painful sound, the pungent taste, Odaham's muscles twitched a few times, and the crotch of his pants dripped.

"Qin ...... The godfather has no ill will towards you......" Odaham limped and slipped out of his chair.

Qin Kun smothered the wine with ice and bit the ice: "In France, I also know Benoit, the godfather of the Gallic Brotherhood, who treats exorcists as much pomp as your godfather. ”