Chapter 639 [The war is coming, the demons dance]

Gang Rinpoqi is recognized as a sacred mountain in the world, which means "mountain of gods" in Tibetan. In Sanskrit, it means "the paradise of Shiva" (Siva is the Hindu god), which is known as the place where the gods live.

For centuries, Gang Rinpozqi Peak has been a place of pilgrims and explorers, but no one has been able to climb this sacred mountain, or no one dares to touch the center of the world.

Not only ordinary people, but even peerless strong people such as Zabzak and Linglong Bodhi have never climbed this divine mountain.

But...

As the master of Mo Bodhi, Linglong Bodhi has set the mountain gate on a mountain called Xumi Mountain not far from Gang Rinboqi.

Although it is the end of June, like Gang Rinpochi, Mount Xumi is surrounded by white clouds, and it is difficult to see its true appearance. The peak is covered with snow all year round. Above the majestic peak, it is very visually and spiritually shocking.

At noon, in a palace full of quaint atmosphere in Xumi Mountain, three women in white sat on the mat, surrounded by fragrant fog, and the gems on their foreheads emitted demonic light one after another, making them look full of mystery.

"Su Bodhi, are you sure you are going to participate in the so-called global special forces competition?" In the palace, a woman in a green robe turned her eyes to Su Bodhi, who went to Tianshan alone some time ago to find Pei Dong.

Su Bodhi nodded with a sneer: "At present, it has been confirmed that the little bitch is going to participate in the global special forces competition, and I must teach him a lesson!"

"Su Bodhi, the master was trapped by love for Pei Wufu for 20 years. After that, he finally waited until he went out of the customs, but finally suffered a serious injury for him."

Seeing Su Bodhi's resolute attitude, another woman in green clothes frowned and said, "Presumably the master cares about that guy very much. You don't tell Pei Wufu's son to teach Pei Wufu's son without telling the master, but also to teach him another lesson to participate in the global special forces competition. If you I will blame you."

"The old bitch hurt the master in those years. The master was seriously injured for the old bitch. The little bitch didn't feel it. He even said that the master and other strong men besieged the old bitch together. What's more hateful is that he actually said that he wanted to kill the master for revenge!"

Speaking of this, Su Bodhi trembled with anger, and his eyes were full of anger: "Even if the master blames me, I will teach him a hard!"

When the other two saints heard the words, they looked at each other and said nothing more.

They are all very clear that as Linglong Bodhi's favorite apprentice, Su Bodhi has always been grumpy and has some rebellious thoughts. Once they decide what to do, don't mention them, even Linglong Bodhisattva may not be able to stop them.

......

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the Gambino family manor in New York.

Anthony @Gampino, the temporary helm of the Gambino family and the Mafia parliament, sat in the study, holding a cigar, and the firelight reflected his face, so that people could faintly see the cold light and the cold expression in his eyes.

People who are good at observing words and colors can find that Anthony is in a bad mood.

In fact, it is true.

Pei Donglai's blood washing operation caused a sensation in the whole underground world and formed a terrible deterrent, so that the second person in the Mafia parliament, the patriarch of the Buano family, Fio, proposed to hold an emergency meeting, and proposed to make peace with Pei Dong in the meeting. Members of the Mafia Parliament are strictly prohibited from provoking

In a sense, Fio's sentence is specifically for Anthony.

Although Anthony was very angry about this, because his father had not yet left the customs and could not suppress Fio, he could only suppress his anger and reach an agreement with Fio and others - in order to take into account the face of the mafia parliament, the mafia parliament could not take the initiative to find Pei Dong for peace, but all the mafia, including Party and parliamentary forces and members are not allowed to provoke Pei Dong again!

In such a situation, Anthony's displeasure rose in a straight line, and then he hated Pei Donglai to the bone. He couldn't wait to let Pei Donglai kneel and lick him like a dead dog immediately!

Although he was very upset, because he reached an agreement with Fio and others, in the face of the overall situation, Anthony only fantasized about how to teach Pei Donglai in his heart and never took action.

Two days ago, he received a message from the U.S. intelligence agency, which allowed him to see the dawn of venting his anger.

According to the information provided by U.S. intelligence agencies, Pei Donglai will participate in the global special forces competition.

Although he didn't know why Pei Donglai, who was able to mobilize the Xi family and the strength of the whole Chinese alliance, went crazy to participate in the so-called global special forces competition, Anthony did not bother to think about the reason, but immediately informed a direct subordinate who trained the mafia parliamentary smage in South America to return to G Nuo family estate.

"Bun...Bun..."

I don't know how long it took, the knock on the door made Anthony recover from his thoughts. He threw the long-out cigar into the ashtray, then leaned back on the chair and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Cqueak!

The door opened, and a burly black man entered the study.

Originally, with the weight of a black man, he would make a muffled sound when he stepped on the wooden floor, but somehow, even if the black man was wearing war boots, he almost fell to the ground silently, and even... The distance he took every step was almost the same, and he did not do it deliberately.

Looking at the black man's burly body full of explosive power and his face without any emotion, and feeling the oppression brought by the black man's invisible, Anthony, as the master of the black man, and as the temporary helm of the Gambino family and the Mafia parliament, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

In addition to depression, more is [excitement]!

"Merk, it seems that your strength has improved again?" Seeing the black man stop three meters away from him, Anthony leaned forward and asked expectantly.

"Yes, distinguished Master Anthony."

The black man named Merck answered with a blank face. The voice was like a mechanical voice without any emotional fluctuations. It was cold to the bone and made people shudder: "I have touched the threshold of a level 9 warrior, and I am half a level 9 warrior."

"Very good, Merck, you didn't pay my strong support for you in vain."

Anthony heard the words, and the [excitement] color on his face was even stronger - although the Mafia parliament had more than 24 'ghosts' of more than eight-level warriors, only three 'ghosts' broke through the strength of level 9 warriors.

As one of the twenty-four ghosts, Merck has now stepped into the field of nine-level warriors, which means that the Mafia Parliament will have four nine-level warriors in the near future!

More importantly... Merck is the direct line of his Anthony!

In the face of Anthony's words of appreciation, Merck was silent and patiently waited for Anthony's instructions - he knew very well that Anthony urgently recalled him from South America, and there must be a task to give him.

"Merck, I'm coming back this time to let you perform a task."

Anthony's words confirmed Merck's speculation: "I will arrange for you to enter the U.S. Delta Special Forces to participate in the global special forces competition on behalf of the U.S. military. Your task is not to help the U.S. military compete for honor, which has nothing to do with you. You have only one task, how to kill this child in the fighting competition!"

When the voice fell, Anthony opened the desk drawer and took out a photo.

Merck silently came forward and took the photo. He found that the owner of the photo was an oriental. In addition, an English word was written on the photo, which was written with a red pen, which was shocking.

"Dirable Master Anthony, you need to make sure that I will play against him in the game." After casually glanced at the photo, Merck imprinted the appearance of the owner of the photo in his mind, and then opened his mouth indifferently.

Anthony rekindled a cigar and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll let someone arrange all this. You just need to kill him in the fighting arena. Remember, let him die as much as possible!"

Merck nodded and returned the photo to Anthony.

"Remember, Merck, he called Pei Donglai, [Zhong] Chinese." Anthony took the photo and added.

Merck nodded and strode out of the study.

"If this * son dies in the fighting competition of the global special forces competition, not only you, Fiore, have nothing to say, I'm afraid the Chinese League will also clamp your mouth, right? Well, I have every reason to believe that the China League, which advocates interests, will not do anything for a dead person!"

As he saw Merck leave, Anthony said to himself, and then lit the photo with a match while reading the words written on the photo: "death."

Death!

......

Europe, the headquarters of the divine network, in the ancient castle.

"Yuona lì, the noble daughter of God, according to the information collected below, Serena, the holy daughter of the Holy See, will go to the Kiev Cathedral in St. Petersburg, Russia for a mass ceremony in early July."

As one of the four princes, Dekula wore a black robe and stood in front of Yuna, who was as fat as a toilet, but did not dare to show contempt for Yuna's fat figure and ugly face. On the contrary, because of Yuna's identity, she was very respectful.

"Hey hey, Serena, you are finally willing to leave the Vatican."

Hearing Clura's report, Yuna laughed evilly. Even if the evil and disgusting smile fell into Clura's eyes, it made him a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't show it, but always looked respectful.

"Prince Dekula, do you know who followed Serena to St. Petersburg, Russia this time?" After the evil smile, Yuna's eyes flashed.

As one of the four princes, De Kula not only knows Yuna lì's perverted hobby, but also knows that Yuna lì has long wanted to catch Serena as a female slave. At this time, listening to Yuna lì's words, he knows that Yuna lì is going to take action. Now he replied, " Selina's trip to St. Petersburg will be from the Holy Knights of the Holy See.

"Dra, what I want to hear is should, probably, probably, almost. I need accurate information, do you understand?" Yuna's eyes were cold.

Dra quickly bowed his head: "Don't worry, Yuna, I will find out accurate information for you."

"Dra, I believe you can do this well."

When Yuna lì heard the words, she once again showed a goosebumps smile: "At the way, Dekula, I heard that the son of the Chinese martial god is going to participate in the so-called global special forces competition?"

"Yes, Yuna lì."

"Does Dish have any plans?"

Since Pei Donglai's blood wash [day], Dycy has told Yuna lì, Dekula and others not to meditate with Pei Donglai. Pei Donglai will be dealt with by him in person, but Yuna lì doesn't seem to give up on Pei Donglai - she really wants to experience the feeling of beating Pei Dong

"Yuna lì, according to the information I have received, many forces have participated in this global special forces competition because of the son of the Chinese martial arts god. However... the noble Son of God did not make any plans. When the words fell, Dekula couldn't help looking at Yuna and secretly speculated the reason why Yuna mentioned Pei Donglai.

"Don't you have a plan?"

As if to answer dkula, Yuna licked her lips disgustingly and smiled evilly, "If I remember correctly, the location of this global special forces competition is in Russia - should I consider getting him back with Serena?"

"Poor guy, the originally noble son of God still wanted to give you a chance to grow up, but now it seems that you are destined to talk to Satan about life."

Yuna lì's words sounded in her ears. Thinking that not only other forces participated in the global special forces competition, but also Yuna lì was moved by Pei Donglai, and she couldn't help but feel a moment of silence for Pei Donglai. ( To be continued