Fang Lang patted the monk's arm with satisfaction, and walked out of the secret room with the other party, and the warriors restored the entrance to the secret room again, and at the same time pushed the bed back into place.

Then they all left the monk's room, leaving each other alone in their room. It was only after everyone had left the room that the monk let out a long sigh of relief, rejoicing that he had saved his life.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, all over the temple outside his room, these guys who had just transported the treasure away did not leave immediately, but were placing barrels of gasoline all over the temple, waiting for further orders.

Fang Lang took Qi Qingshan to the height of the temple, took out a flashlight and shone it at the confrontation scene outside King Travangol, three kilometers away.

After attracting the attention of some people at the scene of the confrontation, he turned off the flashlight. After a pause of about three seconds, the radiation was repeated again, and after repeating this three times, a gunshot of "Peng" was heard from the scene of the confrontation.

Then, some of the two sides who were still in a standoff threw their belongings at each other as if they had suddenly received an order.

However, it is said that at this time at the confrontation scene, everyone has been confronting here for nearly four hours, whether it is MSL who came early to believe in YSL, or the local Hindus who were anxious to come over by the Travangol royal family later, or the Travangol royal family, they are already a little exhausted.

Some of the old and weak have already sat directly on the ground, and some have even wondered if they should go home to rest.

But the war of scolding on the front line of the confrontation has not ended, it is just that different people are continuing.

Several people in the crowd saw this and knew that if no further action was taken, the crowd at the scene might have dispersed of their own accord.

Of course, it is both the end and the order, if the MSLs do not leave, the Travangol royal family will definitely not dare to relax, and if the Travangol royal family does not speak, the surrounding Hindu believers will definitely not be able to leave.

In the crowd of MSL disciples, several people looked a little anxious, they didn't expect that this operation would take so long, seeing that the time was about to reach the early hours of the morning, if they continued to confront each other in the form of scolding, the team might be dispersed.

But if they don't receive the signal, they can't make their own decisions and start acting in advance, after all, this may lead to all the efforts in the early stage falling short.

Just when a few people were secretly anxious, a bearded man dressed in MSL who had been paying attention to the direction of the temple noticed that a point of light seemed to light up in the direction of the temple in the distance.

In this era, the flashlight is not very good, so when the light is shining in this direction, it is already scattered, and if you don't deliberately observe, you may not notice this light spot at all.

When the MSL beard noticed this point of light, the anxious look on his face instantly disappeared. Quietly passing the two of them, he came to a man who was spraying opposite the Hindus, whispering in his ear.

Hearing this, the man's gaze inadvertently turned in the direction of the temple, and sure enough, he saw a small point of light flashing. This made his expression start to perk.

At the same time, there were about 30 people in the teams on both sides of the confrontation, and like the two of them, their expressions began to become a little excited, and their bodies that had been tense began to relax slightly, and they unconsciously moved their hands and feet.

These people began to slowly withdraw from the front line of the confrontation, consciously or unconsciously, and squeezed towards the edge of the crowd. About two minutes later, a gunshot rang out from the MSL crowd, and a gun-wielding guard in the ranks of the Travangol royal family fell in response.

The teams on both sides, which were already a little tired, seemed to have been instantly rekindled with passion, and everyone was stunned, and they all looked in the direction of the gunshots.

The soldiers of the Travangol royal guard, who had been highly nervous, picked up the weapons in their hands as soon as possible, aimed at the MSL camp and pulled the trigger.

How could the unarmed crowd have the ability to fight against the armed guards who were really armed, but the crowd hidden in the MSL did not immediately disperse, but began to show sporadic resistance, and from time to time gunshots rang out from the crowd.

These people's marksmanship is obviously very powerful, and almost every shot can take away a palace guard, which makes the palace guards have to quickly find cover to dodge.

The Hindus on the side were startled when they heard the gunshots at first, and before they could react to what had happened, the palace guards began to shoot at the crowd opposite.

Looking at the crowd of fallen people on the other side, the enthusiasm of the Hindus was instantly ignited, and as the first person rushed towards the MSL followers without hesitation, someone took the initiative to launch an attack on the MSL followers.

The MSL cultists, who were already at a numerical disadvantage, suddenly fell into chaos, some tried to resist angrily, others tried to flee in a panic, and for a while, the confrontation scene was like boiling water in a pot of oil that had been boiled, it exploded in an instant, and was ignited by the flames.

Once the conflict between the two sides began, it was impossible to stop at all, and the MSL, who was at the back of the crowd, began to run in the direction of the temple after the chaos began for a while, and when he saw that his side was beginning to be at a disadvantage, he began to run in the direction of the temple.

The evacuation of these groups of people made the MSL cultists, who were already at a disadvantage, discouraged, and most of the people who were close to them began to reflexively follow them.

But their evacuation direction is not the main road, but straight towards the Hindu temple three kilometers away, these situations, the people behind them did not react at first, and when they rushed into the temple with the chaotic crowd, someone reacted, it turned out that the people in front were not preparing to escape, but preparing to storm the Hindu temple.

This made the MSL cultists, who were still a little unwilling, instantly excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In particular, when the crowd in front of them found gasoline barrels in the temple and began to set fire to the temple to burn down, the crowd was even more agitated and joined in the sabotage operation.

The monks, who had been waiting in their rooms for an hour to hurry up, heard that the temple that had been quiet had suddenly begun to become lively, and they still didn't understand what was happening.

But he kept in mind the other party's request to stay in the room for an hour before leaving, so although he was flustered and nervous, he didn't dare to open the door and leave without permission.

But because of this, he missed the best time to escape, and the MSLs, who were already attacked by the palace guards and Hindus outside the palace of Travangol, were now filled with violent emotions that destroyed everything.

Rushing into the pagan temple at this moment, of course, the MSLs will unceremoniously destroy it, some are smashing it with various tools, some are knocking down the idols, and some people are discovering the oil drums in the temple,

Under the deliberate demonstration of the well-intentioned, people began to pour gasoline all over the temple and ignited it casually, and the flames successfully released the demons in people's minds, and as the first flames rose, people were instantly ignited by the enthusiasm for destroying paganism.

More people began to join in the destruction of the temple, and as more and more people rushed into the temple and smashed it everywhere, someone finally found the monk's room, and when it was discovered that there was a Hindu monk here.

The fate of the monks was already sealed, and the anger of the MSLs, who had just been attacked by the palace guards and Hindus, found a window of release in an instant. Before the monks could react to what had happened, he was dragged out of the room by a group of fanatical believers.

But he was beaten, and the monk put his head in his hands and cried out desperately:

"You don't keep your word...... Yes! ”

But when he saw that the crowd that attacked him was dressed as MSL, he felt a little uncertain, but the people who attacked him didn't listen to what he was saying at all, and they didn't give him any chance to speak, and in an instant he was overwhelmed by the frenzied crowd.

By the time the Hindus, who had followed the fleeing MSLs to the temple, arrived at the temple, the entire temple had turned into a sea of flames. The crowd could only watch as the temple burned down in front of everyone.

The MSL of the Temple of Destruction had already chosen to flee further away when the Hindus arrived.

Although some Hindus began to try to start extinguishing the fire, it was too late, and the fire at the temple was not completely extinguished until noon the next day.

The clash resulted in nearly 1,000 casualties, and the conflict between the two local sects in Kochi has reached an unprecedented level, and the streets are full of fighting between different sects.

Of course, this situation is not unique to Cochin, and the Indian authorities, who have just taken power, are also trying to suppress the MSL forces.

Newly independent India has erupted into unprecedented and fierce conflicts, and there have even been organized sand smears in many places, and a large number of MSLs have their property confiscated and expelled from their homes. Brought his family with him, he was forced to start migrating to Pakistan.

But it was too difficult to get from India to Pakistan, not to mention how the MSLs could get to other countries on foot without property and food, but also because of the hostile gaze everywhere in the country and the constant attacks along the way.

Finally, there are very few MSLs who can actually enter Pakistan from within India. This is also one of the reasons why the contradictions between India and Pakistan could not be reconciled later.

The conflict in Cochin, though deliberately guided by the Special Tactics Research Group, was more intense than the actual historical conflict and resulted in more casualties.

But for the disadvantaged MSL community, their actions in Cochin are far greater than the historical damage they have done to local Hindu forces.

Not only did it cause a large number of Hindus casualties, but it also directly destroyed the Padmanabaswamy Temple, which was enshrined by the royal family of Travangol, and completely destroyed this Hindu temple built in the 16th century.

All the monks who guarded the temple were killed, and to the confusion of the royal family of Travangore, all the treasures kept by their family in the temple were gone.

Of course, they found that the treasure had disappeared a few months after the destruction of the temple, and because the monk in charge of guarding the vault had died, the royal family could not find the location of the vault until a few months later, when it was time to reclean the ruins of the temple.

The workers discovered the existence of the secret room, but the entire secret room was empty, as if the existence of the treasure was just a legend.

At this time, Fang Lang had already led his men back to Brazil, and this operation, except for the two soldiers of the Navy Special Tactical Research Team who were in charge of finishing the operation, were slightly injured, the entire team did not suffer any losses.

But the value of the treasure brought back to Brazil is immeasurable, Fang Lang deposited all his belongings in the vault of the Brazilian Development Bank, and gave a reward of 20,000 US dollars to each soldier who participated in the operation, in Brazil in this era, 20,000 US dollars is enough for these soldiers to become local tyrants in Brazil one by one.

Natal Naval Base, Brazil, beach.

"Fang, I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful beach here, this is really amazing."

Audrey Hepburn was wearing a slightly conservative one-piece swimsuit, lying on the beach chair with Fang Lang on the beach, looking at Fang Lang on the beach chair next to him with a comfortable face.

Fang Lang, who was lying on the beach chair, looked at the girl who was smiling like a flower, and asked with a smile:

"Do you like it?"

"Of course, the temperature here is really comfortable, unlike Europe, where there are no long winters and no need to worry about freezing in winter."

As soon as he heard this, Fang Lang understood that the other party must have suffered a lot during World War II, you must know that in the German occupation zone of World War II, the life of ordinary people is very difficult, like Audrey's mother and daughter, people who are suspected of being suspected of Jewish blood by the Germans have a difficult life.

As far as Fang Lang knows, Audrey Hepburn and they can't even guarantee basic food, and the days in winter are even more conceivable.

Some distressedly, he got up and sat down next to Audrey Hepburn, grabbed the other party's palm and put it on his hand, and said gently:

"Don't worry! There will never be a day of freezing again. Since you came to Brazil with me, enjoy the sunshine! ”

"Well, well, but this kind of life is a bit boring now, I don't know if there is any suitable job for me near me, I want to go out to work."

Audrey Hepburn felt Fang Lang's concern, and very obediently reached out to hug Fang Lang's arm and rested her head on Fang Lang's shoulder.

"Oh! I don't really know if there's a job for you, but since your hobby is ballet, I suggest you don't give up.

If I could, I would like to set up a ballet training school in Natal for you to teach ballet, and at the same time build a theater in my hometown of São Paulo, where you can bring your own students to perform in the theater, what do you think? ”

For Audrey Hepburn's future, Fang Lang of course has an arrangement, first of all, he must respect the choice, if the other party wants to continue his ballet dream, of course he will fully support.

But Brazil certainly does not have the same ballet atmosphere as in Europe, which needs to be cultivated slowly, so Fang Lang is ready to build him a special ballet training school, so that she can continue to work on the career she loves, and if he wants to continue performing, he can also build a ballet theater for him to realize his dream.

If she had other ideas, such as becoming an actress as she did in history, he could set up a film and television production company in Brazil to train her to become a world-class movie star for generations to come.

"Really? Can I become a ballet teacher? Can I also lead my students to perform in our own theater? That's great, and I love it. ”