Chapter 369 Chapter Camouflage
Han Jin put the last bottle gently on the table, then the legs were high, and the eyes closed and the interest rate was getting thicker and thicker. I learned the energy of the Longcheng elder Maxwell, the prison. The dragon in the series also provided several dragon blood, which allowed his total energy to break through five hundred mysteries. This also means that he can learn the energy of the eighth-order magic crystal! Although it is far from the Wan Xuan realm of Jin Jin, it is still far away from the current speed. However, in a few years, he can go to the extreme of the extraordinary sanctification. If it is a coincidence, he has killed more than a dozen. Or dozens of dragons, the time will be shorter.
Dragons... Han Jin’s mouth smiled, then slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, held the Yuan Shouyi, and entered the setting.
I don't know how long it took, the door was lightly ringed, and then the sound of Harley sounded outside: "Master? Master??"
"Harley, is there something?"
"Master, are you convenient now? Master Amy Jie wants to see you!" Harley called.
Han Jin slightly moved his body and moved to the bedside. He whispered: "Let him come in." In fact, he already saw Amy Jie when he was having breakfast, but he was eager to learn the energy of dragon blood, although Yalinna The method of storing dragon blood is very effective, but it can't completely eliminate the dissipation of energy. It just makes the speed of dissipating very slow. Other things can be put away, dragon blood can't wait, so after eating breakfast Han Jin let the mountain soldiers move those big boxes to his room.
Han Jin also understands that Amy Jie will stay on the Ares and see that he has not come out for a long time. To Harley is looking for himself. It is definitely not a trivial matter.
Outside the door, Amy Jie smiled and walked in from the outside. A faint **** scent floating in the house caught his attention. Amy Jie couldn’t help but sniff it, looking away from the stacked bottles. Sweeping, although Han Jin poured out all the dragon blood as much as possible, there are more or less red things on the bottle wall.
However, Amy Jie is a man of proportionality. He turned his eyes away from the traces and smiled. "Adult, I hope I didn't bother you."
"It's okay, sit down." Han Jin pointed to the chair: "Is there something? The magic scrolls I gave you are running out?"
"How is it possible? I am very satisfied with one day." Amy Jie said: "Adult, I am not complimenting you, the magic scroll you made, it is amazing, really, amazing."
"Oh... isn't this complimenting me?"
"Of course not!" Amy said while sitting in a chair: "This...adult, some words, I don't know if I should say..."
"Don't you say that." Han Jin smiled: "Look at your look, it seems to be a lot of pressure?"
"It's not my stress, it's the Pope." Amy Jie sighed.
"Jedice? What happened?"
"The two forces in the world, one is the sword in the hand, the other is the money, huh, huh, adults, maybe you think I am too superficial, but I always think so." Amy Jie laughed.
"You are not wrong." Han Jin nodded.
“Since we rebuilt the Holy See in the Holy City, many things require money, a lot of money! And these are all provided by you. It is reasonable to say that we should be grateful to you, but in fact...”
"You said, I won't mind." Han Jin paused for a moment and added: "I am very happy, you will come and talk to me."
"In fact, some cardinals are very dissatisfied with you." Amy Jie smiled bitterly: "They are not greedy people. The reason is... Before the sun did not fall, our Holy See had a tax source and was quite rich. But when we get here, we have nothing, and the contrast between the front and back is too great. Some people will inevitably feel lost. No matter what we want to do, we must ask for your permission, because this is your territory, and your son is here. People, let alone our hurriedly escaped and carried a lot of things. Without your support, what can we do? So... a few cardinals have put forward very sharp opinions, they said, our throats are all People are in their hands, and time is longer. The Holy See can only be your vassal. This is the greatest insult to all believers, even the insult to the gods of light, the spokesperson of God... How can you surrender to the feet of a human being? What?"
"Go on." Han Jin whispered.
"The two cardinals proposed to re-enact the decree of God..."
"God's grace?" Han Jin intercepted.
"Do you know?" Amy Jie.
"know."
"The idea is too stupid. They are like a group of spoiled children. They always vent their grievances and dissatisfaction, but they never think about why and why." Amy's eyes were full of helplessness: "It's a pity." I am too young to be qualified to participate in the academic affairs. Among the three paladins, only Adunis can come forward to say a few words. The Pope only has the support of several cardinals, even if they add Yadunis, their voices. Compared with the opposition, it is still too weak."
"You mean, Jedice can't control the situation?" Han Jin said slowly.
"Yes, but no one knows how long he can control." Amyjie grinned. "I am afraid... on that day, there will be a massive **** conflict."
"Since you can come to me and prove that you already have some ideas, are you?"
"I know you can't," Amy Jie laughed.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Adult, can you give us a parish in the Holy City?" Amy Jie said while observing Han Jin's look: "This way, you are putting down a big bag, the Holy See has a sense of security, I think ... I personally think that this is good for both of us."
However, Amy Jie was disappointed. He observed for a long time and could not catch the changes in Hanjin’s mood.
After a long while, Han Jin whispered: "Do you think... will I promise this?"
Amy Jie stunned. He indulged for a moment and smiled bitterly: "The possibility of promise is very small." Although the size of the parish is flexible, the essence of this problem cannot be ignored. Han Jin has become a holy crown city. The supreme master, drawing a parish, means that Han Jin can no longer control the area. This is undoubtedly a big nail in the body of Han Jin. Which king will allow the existence of the country?
"Since you know, then we don't have to continue to discuss."
"But..." Amy Jie was still somewhat reluctant.
"Amy Jie, I really want to be friends with you, but this does not mean that I must give up the flesh of my own body, to please the friends, to tell the truth, to unilaterally sacrifice the friendship created, to maintain It’s not long before.” Han Jin smiled: “And, people’s desires are endless. I made sacrifices today, satisfied you, satisfied Jedisi, and satisfied all the cardinals, but very Fast, some of you will make new demands, and the feeling of getting something for you is wonderful. Moreover, my concession also exposes my weakness and deception. Do you really think they will be satisfied?!"
"Adult, I can guarantee this..."
"You can't guarantee it!" Han Jin intercepted: "You can master a person's life and death, but can you master a person's desires? Ha ha ... can completely control themselves, just control themselves, it is very valuable."
Amy Jie was silent and quietly looked at Han Jin. He did not expect that Han Jin’s attitude would be so determined.
"If you say that I am determined not to give in, it is very likely that the contradictions will break out. Then I can understand this. The friendship you said is just trying to force me to give in." Han Jin said slowly: "This kind of Friendship... can be abandoned!"
"Adult, I think you should have misunderstood what I meant." Amy Jie said with a wry smile: "We only want a small parish, the population is not much, even if there is only one street, we are satisfied."
"Amy, come to me, Jedice knows?" Han Jin smiled and shifted the subject.
"The Pope does not know."
"Why didn't Jedice come to me?"
"The Pope is..."
"Because he knows me, I know that I can never promise!"
"Adult, just a small parish, don't need such tension?" Amy's face became more and more bitter.
"The principle is that there is no difference in size. Just look at whether you can persist." Han Jin whispered: "And, there were a lot of cardinals who supported Jedice to hold the Pope's coronation ceremony. Now? He became the Pope??"
Amy Jie sighed out, he understood this thing, and also agreed with Jedice's low-key. If there is a pope in this holy crown city, then what position should Hanjin be placed on?
"Amy Jie, not only do you have the right to give up friendship, I also have it." Han Jin smiled: "Do you understand what I mean?"
Amy Jie can't speak any more, Han Jin's attitude is very sharp, and even hints at himself, there is the possibility of completely turning his face! When he came to the Ares, Amy Jie’s goal was to negotiate, not to completely anger Han Jin. In the face of the deadlock, he could only remain silent.
Han Jin still wants to say something, his look suddenly stiff, and immediately stood up: "Amy Jie, talk later, or you wait for me for a while."
Amy Jie looked at Han Jin's look wrong and hurriedly said: "Adult, what happened?"
"You can't help me." Han Jin said while striding toward the door.
Harley was talking loudly on the deck. Suddenly seeing Han Jin shot from the stairs and reaching for a move, Harley’s figure instantly disappeared without a trace. Then Han Jin had jumped out of the ship’s side and fell straight down, etc. The figures of Guevara and Gael are not clear, so Han Jin’s figure has disappeared.
"Adult, go here." A thin middle-aged man in front of him held a torch and said it back.
"You are careful." Schumann glanced nervously around. He never imagined that an ordinary residential house actually hides underground passages and reaches the abyss world. They have been away for a long time, and the torches have changed a few, but they still have not seen the end.
More than a dozen mountain warriors were surrounded by Schumann. Everyone had a cold sword in their hands. They were ordered by Hu Jin personally to Schumann to protect Schumann’s safety. On the one hand, he assisted Schumann in conducting investigations. .
"Adult, rest assured, I have already explored, those people are not there, uh... we just quietly copied their old nest!" The thin middle-aged man smiled.
"David, how long will it take? Are you sure we have not taken the wrong path?" Schumann asked.
"Walk the wrong way? Adult, you are questioning my professional skills!" The middle-aged man in front shook his head and walked past a fork in the road. The middle-aged man suddenly stopped and groped carefully on the wall. A dent, then turned around and put his index finger in front of his lips and snorted.
Schumann and the mountain soldiers could not help but lower their voices and move forward step by step. The middle-aged man slowly poked his head out, glanced at the road, nodded hard, and then placed the torch in the hand on the ground. With a foot on a step, the torch has been quietly extinguished.
Other mountain warriors also learned how to extinguish their torches, and the world soon fell into a darkness. At this moment, a sharp whistling sound rang, accompanied by people’s screams, snoring, There is also a physical impact. Although Schumann’s strength is very poor, he can sense that someone is rushing around him. However, he does not dare to move, loses his light, he loses his vision, and he does not know where to go. mobile.
After a few minutes, the surroundings became quiet. Schumann tried to reach out and stroked four times, but he didn't touch anything. He didn't dare to speak loudly, and his heart was scared and scared.
With a bang, something was lit up in front of him. David lit the torch again and saw David again. Schumann couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then his face suddenly became stiff. His feet were horizontal. Lying in the body of a dozen mountain warriors, just in the chaos of the past few minutes, the mountain soldiers were all killed!
If he didn't have a certain psychological quality, Schumann almost screamed. For him, this scene is really terrible.
David holds the torch in his right hand and smiles at Schumann. Schumann’s strength is not very good, but his mind is very flexible. This is why he is valued by Han Jin. “David! You... you are betrayed. I?!" Schumann finally couldn't help but screamed with anger.
David just smiled and didn't answer.
Keke... There were a few coughs behind him, and Schumann turned a little. He was seeing a white-haired old man kneeling in front of the body of a mountain warrior, carefully observing something, and then he had a dagger in his hand. Gently pierce the ears of a mountain warrior, then draw down and pick up again. The dagger draws a blood mark connecting the ears between the necks of the body. Then he takes out a bottle of medicine and sprinkles it on the blood. on.
Schumann didn't know what the old man was doing, holding his breath and watching, but his calves were shaking at the same time.
The old man took out a black cloth and covered it on the face of the mountain warrior. After waiting for a moment, suddenly he tried hard, and a scalp and numb tearing sounded. The face of the mountain warrior had become **** and fuzzy. The cheeks were all gone, and then the old man shook open the black cloth. It turned out that the disappearing cheeks were tightly attached to the black cloth.
Schumann couldn't help but scream like a pig, and even almost urinated. The mind is the mind, the experience is the experience. From small to large, he has seen some cruel killing scenes, but he has lived people. The skin was peeled off, but today I saw it for the first time.
"David..." Schumann yelled, not knowing if he was condemning his friend or asking for anything.
"I am not David." The middle-aged man put his fingers behind his ear and hooked a few times. As he grabbed a piece of skin, he slid forward and a vivid mask fell off his face.
It wasn't David, it was covered with haze on the cheeks. There was a pair of eyes that were not much bigger than the soybeans. They said that the smaller the eyes, the more gods they had, but the ones were too small, which inevitably gave people a vicious feeling, and his The lips are very thin, slightly curled up at the corners of the mouth, full of astringent taste.
"You..." Schumann stretched out his trembling hand. He finally understood that David did not sell him. Instead, he was discovered and miserable during the process of tracking and investigating!
"Schumann, we should talk about it, aren't we?" The person who faked David said coldly.
Schumann turned his head and ran away in the direction of the coming. In contrast, he felt that the white-haired old man was easier to deal with.
At this moment, Schumann has already exploded all his potential. In a few steps, he rushed to the old man and shouted: "Get out!" Then he punched the old man's head.
The old man slowly walked sideways and gave Schumann a punch. Schumann’s fist was still far from the old man. The old man had already hit Schumann’s heart, and Schumann suddenly hit the stone wall on his side. The cold sweat of the beans sprouted out, and the body shrank down a little bit, opening a big mouth, as if breathing desperately, like a dying fish.
"Want to run? Hehe..." The man who pretended to be David walked slowly and stood shoulder to shoulder with the old man: "In fact, you don't have to be so nervous. I ask you a few questions, as long as you can answer it truthfully. I will never hurt you."
"You...want...what do you know?" Schumann barely squeezed a few words out of his throat.
"It's very simple, just some trivial things." The man who pretended to be David said: "What do you like to eat for breakfast?"
When Schumann woke up, he reacted. Before David was killed, he certainly answered similar questions, so he never found out that David was a fake! Thinking of this, Schumann knew that he could not escape, his heart was calm and calm, and then spit out a saliva in front of each other.
"It's very bad." The man posing as David shook the fire with a torch, and blocked Schumann's saliva: "I advise you, or cooperate with us."
Want to pretend to be someone to deceive others? dream! Schumann had already stunned his heart, and his face suddenly showed a happy look, and his eyes fell behind the other two.
The two mysterious men turned their heads back at the same time, and Schumann jumped up and slammed into the stone wall.