"The girl named Alyssa, she's dead."

"I, Yang Ning, said it."

Yang Ning's voice was smooth and gentle, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, and it didn't seem like he was pronouncing a person's life and death at all.

And this person is also a blood relative of the most powerful and wealthy person in the world.

For a while, the candlelight and shadows in the Lingwa store were quiet and silent.

The wind and rain at night on the pedestrian street suddenly became urgent, and the big raindrops hit people's faces.

The entourage of several guests stood on the edge of the street, one by one wearing black raincoats, standing steadily in the wind and rain, standing still.

Suddenly, one of the tall figures was crooked, and wanted to fall to the ground.

But the other people around him were quick and hurriedly supported him.

The icy late autumn night wind carried down the rapid raindrops, and the man's raincoat and hat fell, revealing the face of an old Western man.

Walking Street Parking.

Qi Mian sat in the car, holding a telescope and looking at the dynamics of the Lingwa store.

In the passenger seat, Han Yi looked at him with disdain: "You still have to use a telescope at such a distance?" ”

Qi Mian ignored him, just stared at the door of the Lingwa store with a telescope.

Han Yi followed his gaze and wondered, "Is it that good-looking?" ”

Qi Mian was like a statue, holding a telescope and keeping a motionless posture and said, "Archeryman, do you know how many people there are in this world?" ”

Han Yi: "......"

"Ahem, that, I feel offended, and twice."

Qi Mian said to himself: "Eight billion, there are eight billion people in this world. ”

Han Yi: "......"

Qi Mian asked again: "Archeryman, do you know how many believers there are in the Holy See?" ”

Han Yi: "I feel offended this time. ”

Qi Mian: "Two and two billion, on average, one in every four people in the world believes in God and the savior of the Holy See. ”

Han Yi: "It seems that you are not very good at math, strictly speaking, there are less than four people." ”

Qi Mian: "Now, the spiritual * sleeves of those 2.2 billion people are standing in the rain on this pedestrian street in front of you. ”

Han Yi: "Oh, then this pedestrian street is really a special honor. ”

Qi Mian sighed and said, "Yes, His Majesty the Pope has to stand outside the door in the rain when he comes in person, this pedestrian street is really a special honor." ”

Han Yi snorted and asked puzzledly, "Then why doesn't His Majesty the Pope reveal his identity?" ”

"Or do you say that His Majesty the Pope understands human affairs?"

Putting down the binoculars, Qi Mian rubbed his eyes and said: "Think about it, when the godson recognized by the Pope comes over, Zhou Zhi, the second-in-command of the Foreign Affairs Department, has to go over to greet him, and the Pope himself will come over, who will greet him?" ”

"When the time comes, the Pope will not be the only one standing in the rain on this pedestrian street!"

Han Yi thought for a while and said, "That's not necessarily, I think it's better for the Pope to come over alone to get drenched in the rain." ”

Qi Mian opened his mouth to refute, but he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yes, this time you can see clearly, indeed, this Yundu Road, too many people dare not come." ”

There was silence in the car for a while.

Han Yi asked: "You say, who has more influence between the Pope of the Holy See and the Speaker of the Stars?" ”

Qi Mian: "......"

Han Yi: "Huh? ”

Qi Mian let out a sigh, "Damn, if you don't say it, I forgot it, I guess the speaker of the stars will not be having a good time at this time." ”

......

Federation of Stars, Blue House.

The white-haired Speaker of the Stars stared at a letter written in blood-colored words in front of him, his expression stiffening.

His hand holding the letter was trembling slightly.

"I'll be arriving in the Federation of Stars next week, stepping foot on a land I've never been to before, and you, along with your companions, will feel the horror of death."

Reading softly what was written on the letter paper in Xia Guo's script, the speaker's expression did not change, but his hands trembled even more.

He has known no more than ten Xia characters in his life.

But for some reason, he could clearly understand every word of the letter.

It's as if someone has instilled some knowledge of language in their minds.

In fact, compared to the threatening content expressed in the bloody words on the letterhead, what scared the speaker more was the way the letterhead appeared in front of him.

It appeared unknowingly, unknowingly.

At this time, beside the speaker, the secretary of affairs came over and whispered: "Mr. speaker, the latest information, the European Holy See is deflated on Yundu Road." ”

The speaker nodded slightly, his expression softened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "So, we have friends?" ”

"It should be, Mr. Speaker."

"What's going on in the lab right now?"

"Well, Mr. Speaker, you just asked an hour ago, and now the experiment has been preliminarily successful, but it will take a little time to test it."

"How long?"

"A week."

"A week......

Mr. Speaker looked at the letter paper with blood-colored words written on it in his hand and whispered, "Just a week? What a coincidence......"

The Secretary of State looked a little reluctant to speak, "Mr. Speaker, it may be that one deliberately-"

The Speaker raised his hand to stop him, "Shut up! ”

"Don't say it!"

......

In the Lingwa shop, listening to Yang Ning's words, Collison returned to his seat and sat down in despair.

From time to time, he looked at the night rain outside Lingwa's shop, and his eyes were red.

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Yang Ning, who was sitting behind the desk on the floor, looked at the British countess as if nothing had happened.

Miss Windsor smiled and stepped forward to show her gift.

It is three islands the size of Ning Island that was given to Yang Ning by the Lord of Huhan Buddha, one each of the Western Ocean, the Great Flat Ocean, and the Celestial Ocean.

They are all British colonies, and there is even an indigenous kingdom with tens of thousands of people and belief in the god of the sea.

With Collison as a comparison, the Earl of Windsor's gift was much inferior in comparison.

But it's a real gift.

It's not Collisson's kind of exchange that requires some kind of condition.

Therefore, Yang Ning smiled and accepted the map handed over by Windsor and the corresponding official documents of Britain.

In return, he also gave the Earl of Windsor a baby.

The gifts given by Elder Ulan and Priest Aguilael were similar, which made Yang Ning a little interested.

Elder Ulan from the Kinta Federation sent a small, tattered pyramid that was said to contain the remnant of a Pharaoh of the Kinta Pagoda.

The priest of Aguilael, who had no part of the Federation, gave him a book of Srans that no one had ever opened, and the legend sealed the remnant of a Slanc Templar prophet.

Yang Ning held the tattered pyramid in one hand and the Slan in the other, and looked at the three dragon egg fossils that the Yunzhou holy monk had placed in front of his desk before, and he smiled slightly-

Click!

Fossilized dragon eggs are broken.

Three tiny heads emerge from within.

He glanced at the tattered pyramid.

Airplanes!

The pyramid is full of light, and there seems to be an ancient god chanting in the middle of it.

He glanced again at the Sran, which no one had ever opened.

Whoop -

The scriptures are as if they have been passed through by a strong wind, and the hula is constantly turning the pages, and there seems to be a West Asian god whispering in the middle.

.....

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