Chapter 1468

Foley hills.

It's a real rich area.

As the main venue of the reception, the villa is more luxurious and spacious. It is four stories high and has more than 20 rooms. As long as there is no accident, it is basically enough to meet the needs of the guests.

On the way to find a room, you can hear every room with a do not disturb sign. Although the reception has just begun, many rooms have been occupied.

In a sense, this phenomenon can also show that the reception has been a success so far, and many guests have been happy to feel at home.

it was not until they went to the third floor that Dai and archbishop Leon found a vacant and relatively "quiet" room.

According to the rules, when she followed the revered Archbishop in Iowa into the room, Dai flipped the wooden sign hanging on the door and made the room one of the "do not disturb".

Along the way, although they heard a lot of strange voices, they were both calm.

In the west, this situation can be said to be common.

"Bishop Leon, is it convenient to say something now?"

Said Dai, closing the door and looking at Leon barogon, who entered the room one step ahead of herself.

It's true that she's a cleanliness addict, and she's a high cleanliness addict.

Pure handmade carpet, waterfall crystal chandelier, medieval style retro tables and chairs, and a large balcony outside. Although this room looks bright, clean and magnificent on the surface, I'm afraid I don't know how many people have done dirty business here.

Even though it was an "honor" opportunity to get along with the Archbishop alone, Dai didn't want to stay here long.

"Miss Dai, why worry so much? Why don't we have a drink first? Let's talk slowly."

It seems that the conversation is not a trivial matter. Leon barogon didn't go straight to the point and walked towards a round table nearby.

there is a bottle of red wine from the world's top winery on the table, and there are several crystal clear goblets beside it, which are obviously ready to be tasted by the guests. This shows the host's generosity.

Leon barogon opened the unopened bottle of famous wine, and seemed to know that Dai had a habit of cleanliness. Before pouring the wine, he carefully wiped the cup which was obviously cleaned in advance with a paper towel.

Looking at the Archbishop coming with two glasses of wine, Dai smiles, reserved and elegant.

"I didn't expect that bishop Leon was also interested in wine."

"It's just two drinks from time to time, and the Lord has never banned his servants from drinking."

Leon barogon handed over one of the drinks with a smile. Although he was a clergyman, he was not as pedantic, open-minded, friendly and amiable as most people think. He seemed to be a more agreeable type.

Dai glanced at the bright red wine.

There is no small cultural difference between the East and the west, but at least there is a consensus on one point, that is, don't drink the drinks of strangers indiscriminately, especially in such occasions as cocktail party. Although all the men are well-dressed, the upper class society is the lowest. How many women have suffered losses in this kind of situation, and there are countless.

Although she was very clear about the evil intentions of human beings, Dai still showed her basic respect and trust for the archbishop and took the wine cup.

“cheers。”

Leon barogon picked up his glass and touched it in Dai's hand.

He took a sip, but Dai didn't.

"Bishop Leon, this is our first meeting, isn't it?"

Leon barogon nodded and swallowed the drink.

"Of course, I haven't been able to meet Miss Dai. I didn't expect to meet her here today."

"Oh? I thought you were here for me

Dai made a joke and then looked into each other's eyes.

"Since I've met you for the first time, why do I always think your voice sounds familiar?"

Leon barogon was not surprised, holding his glass and smiling kindly.

"Do you think my voice sounds younger? Miss Dai is not the first person to say that. Many people have said that. I also hope that my youth is not just the voice, but the years do not spare people

Dai didn't seem to expect that the other party was so funny. She was dumbfounded when she heard that.

"You have served Allah for so many years. I believe Allah will protect his most loyal servant and make you live a long life."

Leon barogon shook his head and laughed.

"Miss Dai's words are not so good. If the Lord really likes someone, he won't let you stay in the world for a long time, because he will call you to serve him in advance."

Dai Yizheng, and then rippling smile, blooming.

She gently shakes the glass, and finally starts to look at the old man in front of her.

This temple is the highest level representative in Yokogawa. It's really an interesting person."Miss Dai, let's get down to business."

After so much preparation, Leon barogon finally stopped beating around the bush. Looking at the fourth in line successor of the Rothschild family, he said without hesitation: "I'm miss Yoda here just for one thing, cooperation."

"Cooperation?"

Dai's thick and slender eyelashes blinked, and her green eyes were subconsciously confused.

"Yes, cooperation."

Leon barogon nodded.

Dai surprised a smile, not without a good strange way: "I do not know what you mean by cooperation, specifically on behalf of?"

She and the Archbishop of the temple had never met before, and they would cooperate with each other when they asked. Anyone would feel strange.

Looking at Dai's blue eyes, Leon barogon's expression suddenly became solemn but serious.

"Just like the ongoing cooperation between your family and my temple, I want to cooperate with Miss Dai Divide up the hell. "

Dai's eyes shrank, and the smile on her face began to subside.

If the earth loses its master, the whole world will attack it.

In lirenyuan, Apollo, the sun god who worked for the Gongrong society, was one of the greatest meritorious officials who killed the Emperor Yan. After the fall of the Emperor Yan, the Gongrong society and the temple did not abandon the "battlefield love". Naturally, they cooperated with each other and became the two biggest forces in the many forces to encircle and suppress the underworld.

It is a well-known fact that the underworld is in danger or even in imminent decline. However, no matter how it is said, the struggle at that level involves a wide range and is not something that ordinary people can intervene in. Now an archbishop of the temple comes to tell himself that he wants to divide up the underworld?

Could it be that in less than a year, the most prosperous underground place was so sad that everyone wanted to drink from it?

"Carve up the hell..."

Demer read it, then looked at the amazing Leon barogon and asked quietly, "I don't know what kind of partition you are talking about?"