Volume 2 The Emperor Descends on the World Chapter 215 St. Paul's Jedi Counterattack (I)

Whether it is the changes in the outside world or the movement of the sea not far away, São Paulo does not know.

During this period, he also came out, but he just arranged for someone to send blood into the basement. He didn't know or want to know about the in the outside world, and the only thing he wanted to do now was to open the gates of hell as soon as possible.

Of course, the people who helped him get the blood in were not spared, and although the three holy dogs were now gone, these people could not live either.

Again, the holiness of the Holy See needs to be covered up with blood behind the back.

"You're a big guy." Seeing that St. Paul was so decisive, even Yuan Chunfeng couldn't help but admire.

"Thanks for the compliment."

"By the way, your papal relics must also have a way to capture the power of immortality, right?" Yuan Chunfeng stood beside the pool full of blood at this time, holding a cane, and asked with a sideways face.

A look of panic flashed on St. Paul's face, but unfortunately, Yuan Chunfeng was blind and couldn't see Shengbao's face. He just smiled and pursed his lips.

Naturally, St. Paul found a way to seize the power of immortality, but he didn't want to tell the blind man.

"Actually, we can be allies not only because we have a common enemy, but also because we have different purposes and no conflict in interests, don't we?" Yuan Chunfeng said suddenly.

"And what is your purpose?"

"The purpose of our Hall of Eternal Life is naturally to study immortality. Know what it is, and why it is. We are like the difference between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, Western medicine only needs the patient's temporary comfort, while Chinese medicine is to reconcile the human body from the root and use the method of yin and yang to achieve the best effect. So, we don't have any differences in interests, we just take what we need."

São Paulo did not speak, as if thinking about something. z.br>

"Principal St. Paul, you're probably not familiar with the magic circle, right?" Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, Yuan Chunfeng could only ask with a smile.

St. Paul's face froze, he was a smart person, he naturally knew that the other party was threatening him, so he could only immediately squeeze out a smile on his face, and then said, "Of course, I have no conflict of interest with the Hall of Eternal Life, so I can naturally give you the method of seizing the power of immortality, my friend."

Sao Paul said, in order to appease Yuan Chunfeng, he also stretched out his arms and gently hugged Yuan Chunfeng.

"Then you give me the original, and I'll take it back to study." Yuan Chunfeng's words immediately made the smile on São Paulo's face solidify.

He had planned to fool the blind man by saying something about it, but now it seemed that it didn't work.

"Of course, I'll immediately video call with someone from our Hall of Eternal Life and ask him to help determine the authenticity of what you gave me!" Yuan Chunfeng's caution directly made St. Paul lose his mind of cheating, and he could only hand a piece of sheepskin from the old pope's relics to Yuan Chunfeng.

"My friend, there's no need to do this, we're partners, I can't lie to you." Yuan Chunfeng's extreme caution made a look of embarrassment appear on St. Paul's face, and he hurriedly shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yuan Chunfeng didn't care about him, he just took the sheepskin and turned away, and then dialed the video of the people in Guanlan Mountain, and after confirming the things, he walked back.

"If my guess is correct and I want to get the people of hell out immediately, the amount of blood is not enough. If you used a pool of blood to activate the formation before, it would take at least three days for the people of hell to come over." Yuan Chunfeng said slowly.

"That's right." São Paulo said hurriedly, and was a little glad in his heart, if he had made a small move, I am afraid that this old thing would not have told him these things.

"Now you need to find two more copies of the same amount of blood, I have a way to activate the magic circle so that the people of hell can come out immediately."

When St. Paul heard this, he did not dare to slack off, and ran out in haste. The sooner the man from hell comes out, the sooner he will be safer.

He immediately mobilized his subordinates and went to tie up many ordinary people to bleed.

And just as he was carrying out the bloody massacre, Li Nanshan and their actions also began.

In a safe house in the suburbs,

It's full of surveillance, with all kinds of high-tech weapons on the upper floor, and there are many strong men in suits guarding the door.

These people are the forces that St. Paul has secretly cultivated, and they do the things that kill people and sell goods on weekdays, and purge dissidents. St. Paul gave a name to this group of people who were loyal only to themselves, the Men in Black.

Most of these men in black were ordinary people with strong physiques, and São Paulo did not dare to use magicians. For him, he had to make sure that this force was absolutely safe.

The men in black were patrolling the door, though no one had dared to trouble them for so long. But their professionalism tells them that they must be on high alert at all times.

Sadly, they came across the Weeping Blood Rose.

Not to mention that the Weeping Blood Rose has high-tech weapons, the members are either cultivating dark magic, or they are cultivating the exercises left by Li Nanshan, no matter how experienced these men in black are, they are not the opponents of the members of the Weeping Blood Rose.

Inside the safe house, a woman heard gunshots and screams, and huddled in a corner, hugging her son tightly.

Soon, Eli, dressed like a cowboy, directly blasted open the door with the laser weapon in his hand, and with a toothpick in his mouth, he stretched out his hand to the woman holding the child, and an old and magnetic voice sounded.

"Madame André, you are safe!"

In the high-end villa, an old man with thinning hair and a kind face lay down for not long, and suddenly felt thirsty, in order to avoid disturbing his wife, he got up cautiously and came to the living room, when he turned on the light and was about to receive water, he suddenly saw a person sitting in his house.

The man had white hair, but he looked young and had a black puppy in his arms.

"Mr. Ackerman, the main helmsman of the Sword of Damocles, and one of the greatest living scientists in this world. You love life and are a scientist worthy of respect."

The old man named Ackerman took a step back, and with a defensive look in his eyes, he immediately asked, "Who are you?"

"A peace-loving man, I want the Western battalion to abandon the Sword of Damocles program. Mr. St. Paul is not worth your life, and Mr. André will tell you why."

"All I hope is that this sword of Damocles will never be activated. I can assure you that the Eastern Battalion will never take the initiative to invade the West. You ruined ground, you don't look down on it." Li Nanshan sat on the sofa, let Xiao Hei lie on his lap, and said softly.

Ackerman thought for a while, then took a glass of water and said to Li Nanshan: "What kind of goods is Sao Paulo, I naturally know, you should be lighter, don't wake up my family."

The old man returned to his room with water, and then crept into the drawing-room.

"You have to tell me, what are you going to do with St. Paul?"

"Kill him."

To Li Nanshan's surprise, Ackerman actually nodded and said softly: "Then you have to do what you say, if you can't do it, my family will have to be buried with you."

"Trust me!"

"If you have the strength, now immediately mobilize your strength and send my family to the northern camp. As soon as my family leaves, I'll accompany you to destroy that boring, technologically unskilled Sword of Damocles project!" The old man said without hesitation.

When Li Nanshan heard this, he immediately looked happy.

He didn't expect that the people around São Paulo would help him so easily.

However, it's normal to think about it.

He suddenly thought of a sentence: There is more help for the righteous and less help for the unjust!

Two hours later, under the leadership of Mr. Ackerman, Li Nanshan came to the scientific research department of Shenting Academy unimpeded!