The King of Special Warfare

You sit on a boat and watch the scenery.

The viewers are upstairs watching you.

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The line of sight passed through the misty misty rain of the West Lake, the rippling surface of the lake brought dense mist, and the bells sounded from the temple not far away, and the bells spread in all directions, distant and empty.

The West Lake in the rain is extremely beautiful.

In a trance, there are scenery everywhere.

West Lake, Mingyue Tower, he was sitting in an elegant box filled with the fragrance of tea, through the window, his eyes were always looking at a lone boat on the lake.

The lonely boat is very far away from the Mingyue Tower, so far away that the lonely boat looks very small, and the people on the lonely boat are even smaller.

The boats on the water appeared and disappeared, floating aimlessly.

Sitting on the bow was a somewhat vague figure.

He seemed to be fishing, motionless, looking extremely silent.

In the private room, he watched quietly, took a sip of the cool tea at the table.

There was a sudden wind outside the window.

As the strong wind passes through, misty rain is rolled up, the lake surface is wrinkled, and the ripples and lonely boats that spread leisurely all over the lake are disturbed.

The boat was swaying in the wind, and it was a little closer to Mingyue Tower.

His tea-drinking palm paused slightly, and he narrowed his eyes looking at the blurred figure fishing on the boat.

"It's still too late after all."

He put down his teacup and whispered to himself.

"What's late?"

An old voice sounded.

The door of the box was pushed open, and an old man about sixty years old walked in.

He stroked the teacup lightly, without speaking.

He doesn't like to explain,

And I don't want to talk too much in front of my own people.

"What is Your Majesty looking at?"

the old man asked again.

There are only two His Majesties recognized in the world.

One is in the Holy See.

One is in Beihai.

Nowadays, few people know that apart from these two, there is another person in the dark world who thinks His Majesty.

Almost no one knows his identity and origin.

And those who know will not speak out.

Therefore, His Majesty is simply a perfect secret figure at present.

He was sitting in the corner of the box, and the dark light enveloped his figure. He smiled, knocked on the table, looked at the lake outside the window, and said softly, "I'm looking at the night."

His voice was calm and indifferent, neither fast nor slow, and it sounded very magnetic.

The old man stared blankly out of the window.

Lin'an is cloudy and rainy.

But when Eastern Europe enters the night, it happens to be day here.

Although the weather is gloomy at the moment, where does the night come from?

The boats on the lake came closer.

Following His Majesty's line of sight, the old man finally found something, he frowned, and suddenly lost his voice: "Wei Kunlun?!"

"Should be a saint."

His Majesty said calmly, his gaze was steady and firm looking at the lake: "The night is too bright, and he is not a threat during the trip to Eastern Europe."

"You want to kill him?"

There was still shock in the old man's eyes, but the brilliance of thinking began to surge in the depths of his eyes: "If I try my best..."

"As I said, it's late."

His Majesty shook his head.

The old man fell silent, and after a long while, he smiled wryly and shook his head: "I never thought that the strongest sword master in Shushan would be the number one heavenly king of the Palace of Reincarnation."

"It's nothing surprising. No one would have thought that the deputy head of the Holy See Holy Disarmament Corps would be my disciple."

His Majesty stood up, poured a cup of tea for the old man, pointed to the opposite side of himself, and said casually, "Sit."

The old man stopped, and looked seriously at His Majesty's somewhat blurred face in the shadows: "The disciples are still in the Holy See... Do you really want to get involved in the Holy See?"

"Um?"

His Majesty paused, then smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. The Pope is unfathomable, and the Holy See has a transcendent status and powerful power, but there are too many restrictions. I have no interest in the Holy See. The reason why the disciples stay there is because When I found him, he was already there. In fact, how to get the disciples to leave the Holy See is one of the things I have thought about the most in the past few years. If this thing is not done well, it may be a trouble in the future."

"The status of the Holy Disarmament Corps is sensitive. If you want a disciple to leave the Holy See, you must first let him leave the Holy Disarmament Corps..."

The old man frowned.

"I know."

His Majesty said calmly: "Let's wait until the matter in Eastern Europe is over. Eastern Europe is an opportunity. If possible, I very much hope that the disciples can kill Aresis."

The old man raised his eyebrows with a dazed and puzzled look on his face.

"I had a feud with Aresis back then."

His Majesty's tone was cold.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak.

It has been more than thirty years since the Pope of the Holy See was elected.

Aresis has also been in charge of the Holy Disarmament Corps for more than twenty years.

Aresis in the crowned state can be said to be second only to Sword Emperor Wang Tianzong, and even better than a god.

He really didn't know what kind of feud his Majesty had with Aresis.

"When I was passing through Europe, I wanted to invite their saints to have a meal. Listen, it was just a meal to discuss some things, nothing else. But Aresis thought that I had blasphemed the inviolable glory of the saints. , Hey, two Invincible Realm, hundreds of high-level holy warriors, chased and killed me for nearly 600 kilometers, of course this account must be recorded carefully."

His Majesty sneered, his tone full of indifference.

"this..."

The old man hesitated.

The disciple is still in the Holy See, and he really doesn't want to fight against the Holy See. If possible, he still hopes that His Majesty can let go of these grievances.

"Your Majesty, the Saintess of the Holy See has a very high status in the Holy See. As far as she is concerned, she really would not eat alone with a strange man. What you did..."

The old man said in a tactful tone.

"I know."

His Majesty interrupted him: "It's just that, I don't care about it. You know, I also have faith. Although I don't believe in Christianity, no one can deny my piety. You say, a firm faith will be defeated by a strong one." Is the power completely shattered?"

"Absolutely not!"

The old man shook his head resolutely: "So, Your Majesty, it is understandable that Aresis chased you down."

"I don't understand."

His Majesty shook his head and said with a sneer: "If the pious belief can't be crushed, then why couldn't I invite their saints to have a meal? But it didn't take long before Aresis and the Pope handed over their hands. Giving their saint to another man? The Pope even intends to officiate the wedding for them himself, and even retain her status as a saint, ha, a married saint? How ridiculous?"

The old man opened his mouth, looked at His Majesty dully, and did not speak for a long time.

Let the pope and the head of the Holy Disarmament Corps hand over their saints, and even allow married saints to continue to retain their status as saints.

In the impression of the old man, it seems that there has never been such a powerful and frightening character in the dark world.

This is tantamount to overthrowing the entire Holy See by one's own power.

How small does the Holy See have to be in front of the other party to compromise like this?

"I..."

The old man's tone was difficult: "It seems that the Holy See has never married a saint..."

"certainly."

His Majesty said expressionlessly: "The saint who they regard as a treasure has no value in the eyes of the other party. The Holy See wanted to marry, but that person was too lazy to marry, so in the end, the name of the so-called saint was still retained, but it is unknown Bai followed that person. When I met that person back then, the so-called saint poured me a cup of tea, saint... oh... saint."

He took out a cigarette, lit it slowly, and said calmly, "Let me tell you a story."

"You say."

The old man spoke respectfully.

"Twenty years ago? Thirty years ago? There used to be a proud man in Central Continent."

The old man listened in silence, not saying a word.

"It's just that Tianjiao also has a woman he likes. Unfortunately, that year, the Jiang family in South America spent countless resources to kidnap that Tianjiao's woman."

"In order to resist the tremendous pressure brought by Tianjiao, the Jiang family in South America invited the Pope, Aresis, the Heroes Association, and the Fantasy World to fight against each other."

"Just for that woman..."

His Majesty smiled: "That man who didn't know whether he was a fool or a proud man went all the way from South America to Eastern Europe, swept through the six secret bases of the Jiang Clan in South America, and slaughtered nearly 13,000 elite Jiang Clans in South America, and finally died in Eastern Europe. Find that woman in the secret base."

"Then what?"

The old man couldn't help asking, feeling like he was listening to a story.

"Then?"

His Majesty said indifferently: "Three invincibles who were enough to rank among the gods fell on the spot, the entire secret base fell apart, thousands of elites were lost, Aresis was seriously injured, and the Jiang family in South America suffered heavy losses."

"As for the Pope... He avoided the Tianjiao five swords in a row, and finally couldn't hold on at the sixth sword, and took the initiative to compromise. Even the so-called saintess did not dare to bring tea and water to warm the bed. Cancel her title of saint."

The old man has completely shut up, his eyes full of fascination.

When the nobility and honor of the stunning saintess is associated with serving tea, pouring water and warming the bed, a little reverie in it is enough to stimulate any man.

including old men.

"Just listen to the story."

His Majesty extinguished the cigarette butt and smiled: "It's just a story."

The old man nodded with a dry smile.

"You're going to Eastern Europe now."

His Majesty said calmly: "The Ulan Kingdom is in chaos. If nothing happens, Li Tianlan will win. With Lin Fengting at Qin Weibai's side, it is impossible for the Qin clan not to help Li Tianlan. Jiang Qiansong has no hope of making a comeback. Withdraw to his secret base in Eastern Europe. I can know the location of the secret base. Qin Weibai has no reason not to know. I have already sent someone to watch over there, and everyone will be at your disposal. Don't have any conflicts with Qin Weibai , there is only one thing you have to do, if Jiang Qiansong can escape the blockade of Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting, and if we are sure that we will not be exposed, then saving him will be of great use to me."

The old man froze for a moment and looked at the time.

It should be around seven o'clock in the evening in Wulan Kingdom.

It would take him at least ten hours to rush from Lin'an to Ulan Kingdom.

"Can you make it?"

asked the old man.

"It's just a free hand. If Jiang Qiansong's life is big, it will be in time. If he falls, just follow the original plan."

His Majesty shook his head, and said calmly.

"I will also go to Eastern Europe later. But it is worth the money, I have to determine the status of some people who may affect the situation."

When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Wei Kunlun.

"Wei Kunlun...no, the saint..."

"He may pose a threat. But at present, he has no hope of breaking through, so there is nothing to fear."

His Majesty shook his head.

"Who is the military division?"

the old man asked suddenly.

"how could I know?"

His Majesty asked back. Seeing the old man's unbelievable expression, he smiled: "I know a lot of things, but it doesn't mean I am omniscient. Some things are secrets, just secrets. How can I know who is a military adviser? "

"But the saints are nothing to worry about, and the military division's current state is not much better, neither of them is anything to worry about."

The old man was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Since the two strongest heavenly kings in the reincarnation palace are nothing to worry about..."

"Who told you that saints and military divisions are the strongest heavenly kings in the Palace of Reincarnation?"

His Majesty said calmly.

The old man froze in place suddenly.

"Qin Weibai contributed a lot to the reincarnation palace today. This is a remarkable woman, but you should remember that when she is your enemy, every word she says, every thing she shows You can't believe it."

His Majesty talked about Qin Weibai, with undisguised admiration in his eyes: "This is an awesome woman, so in the chaos in Eastern Europe, I will help her, and I will kill her, this is the only..."

"Maybe not the only one."

A deep voice suddenly sounded at the door, and a middle-aged man in a white shirt walked in with a calm and majestic demeanor.

The old man looked up and was stunned.

The middle-aged man was also taken aback when he saw the old man.

The next second, the two laughed at the same time and shook hands with each other.

"Secretary Wang..."

His Majesty greeted with a smile: "Welcome."

The person who came to Mingyue Building at such a delicate time is the current member of the Central Continent Policy Bureau, a core member of the Beihai Wang family, and the leader of Wuyue Province Wang Jinglei!

Wang Jinglei waved his hands with a smile, sat opposite His Majesty, and said with a smile, "We are all our own people, so why be polite?"

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