Chapter 89 The Great Master

When Pan Hongsheng woke up in the middle of the night, his lower abdomen was swollen and painful.

He walked slowly into the bathroom. As a result, Xiao Hongsheng's shooting line did not meet the standard at all, and his urine was everywhere!

"The foreign girl is tough..." Pan Hongsheng shook his head and remembered the crazy ecstasy scene just now. It seemed that the slick Camille was so wild...

It seems that as the philosopher said, when you look at a girl with hot eyes and think you are taking advantage of it, in fact, the girl is shooting you with ten times hot eyes.

Before Kalmi woke up, she lay quietly on her side, and a snow-white thigh stretched out.

Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but have some ideas, but the time was ruthless. It was time for him to meet his men better.

Leave a note for Camille, who hurriedly dressed and came to the street.

As soon as I went out, I felt a stream of cold air coming to my face, and my eyes were white.

It turned out to be snowing.

Switzerland is located in a relatively low temperature area, and the temperature is a little unpleasant when it snows.

Although Pan Hongsheng has been used to the cold in the north for many years, this exotic frost seems to be stronger.

People on the street looked at ease and were not surprised or excited by the arrival of heavy snow.

Just like the rain in London, England, it is common for snow here.

Pan Hongsheng waited at the agreed place, but did not see anyone.

This made him feel that something was wrong, because he was stuck and didn't come early.

His subordinates will never let the boss wait. There must be some trouble and changes. Thinking of this, he turned his head and left.

"Mr. Pan Hongsheng, right?" Suddenly, someone behind him said coldly, "Why did you leave? Don't you want to meet your friends?"

Pan Hongsheng turned his head and a familiar face appeared in front of him - it was the guy who shot him that day!

"You? It seems that they have fucking approved your bail," Pan Hongsheng licked his tongue with a smile: "My man is in your hand?"

"That's right! These guys despise our strength so much that they dare to break directly into our headquarters church... Ha ha! But don't worry, the Pope has decided to be more tolerant of you people, so they will receive the highest treatment - the tribute of the great owner!"

Pan Hongsheng's face darkened: "Do you know? This decision may have serious consequences. You and your so-called shit owners will become fertilizer because of this.

"Bastard! How dare you insult the great owner!" The bald man's facial muscles twisted in an instant, and there was a posture that was about to rush up.

But without waiting for his footsteps to move, suddenly there was a muffled sound!

Pan Hongsheng's nerves were as sharp as a steel wire, flashing in front of the bald man!

The bald man was so scared that his feet fell to the ground and kept shaking. He didn't know what had happened.

"It seems that someone wants you to die?" Pan Hongsheng looked in the distance, and a figure disappeared in a flash.

He spread out his palm and saw a shiny bullet, and the tip of the warhead had been bent.

The other party was scared and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly muttered, "How can it be! How can my churchmates do something that harms innocent lives? This is impossible!"

The scene of Pan Hongsheng grabbing the bullet with his hand scared him, and the surprise and anger of being betrayed by his own people made him lose his mind.

"Open the dog's eyes and have a look!" Pan Hongsheng pulled it up and said, "Where are my people locked up? Say it! Tell me, I can give you a set of passports to China!"

"It's ridiculous! Will I give up my identity as a citizen of the French Republic to a third world country? The bald head was still stubborn. He stared and shouted, "You must have used the blindfold just now! Yes! It's a low-rate trick!"

"Forget it, I'll see for myself!" Pan Hongsheng lost his patience, and his eyes suddenly flashed white!

The power of Changbai Mountain's state of mind instantly breaks through the other party's psychological defense and peeps into the other party's inner thoughts.

This person's mental strength is very weak, and at this time, he is more likely to expose his thoughts.

When Pan Hongsheng saw a fanatical scene, he saw countless people in gray cloaks gathered together and shouted loudly with torches: "Big Lord! The great owner! The great owner!"

"Quiet down..." Suddenly, there was an old man in a red cloak on the high platform, with ferocious white hair and white beard...

Ah! That's - Pan Hongsheng was stunned and suddenly woke up from the state of prying: It was actually old Truny! Is this guy the leader of these fanatics?

At this moment, his mobile phone rang.

The message was sent by Camille. She said that her father had apologized to her and she was ready to go home.

"Oh no!" Pan Hongsheng was secretly worried. With Camille in his hand, how did he attack old Trouni?

Is it... was the meeting between you and Camille deliberately arranged by the other party?

Pan Hongsheng shook his head and couldn't believe it.

Thinking of Camille's innocent eyes and his melancholy temperament, he felt that this idea was very fucking.

No wonder the old man was so happy when he saw him...

Pan Hongsheng understood that since the other party had grabbed his men, he naturally knew who he was and what he looked like.

Maybe he loses his temper in front of his daughter to avoid dating his daughter?

Everything is complicated and messy.

Everything will be revealed only when you see Truney.

He bought a rose and came to Trouni's house.

At this time, the wind and snow have become bigger and bigger, and the Truny's house in the wind and snow looks so gloomy and horrible.

In front of the door stood two believers in gray cloaks, obviously wearing weapons bulging around their waists.

"Mr. Pan, right? Our bishop has said that you can go in. A believer sneered and said, "But you can't carry weapons."

"I don't need that thing." Pan Hongsheng raised his hands to let the other party search.

Entering the hall, the warm atmosphere of the past has disappeared, and there are men in cloaks everywhere.

"You have the courage to come..." Old Truny wore a red cloak and smiled: "It seems that these people are very important to you?"

He proudly pointed to the sofa below, and saw Zhang Shao and others being tied up and thrown on the sofa.

Pan Hongsheng was a little puzzled: Although they are only ordinary people, they are all elites... It's not so easy to be...

"Ha ha, these little guys are so arrogant! How dare you break into our church with these people! We spent a lot of effort to catch them... They must die, because they killed more than a dozen devout believers! The sin is unforgivable!"

Old Truny stretched out his hands: "The great owner is the only god in heaven and earth!" Everything except her is a cult! They are all devils! Believers, let's offer her a new tribute!"

All the believers were excited, and a strange smell began to permeate the room.

Sea. Luo. Because? Pan Hongsheng helped the National Security Group solve several major cases and was very familiar with the taste of this kind of thing.

It turned out that Truny burned drugs into gas, making these people addicted to sacrifices, and then obediently obeyed himself!

And most of these people are from poor people, low-income people in France; Truny pulled them to the party with small favors, and then tried to make them addicted...

The cohesion generated by a religion based on drug addiction is really terrible.

These crazy guys rushed over in all directions with sharp weapons!

Pan Hongsheng smiled, and the air beside him immediately solidified.

The believers who rushed to him seemed to hit a wall and screamed and fell to the ground.

"Catch him! He knows magic!" Old Truney was a little panicked: "Kill this devil's spokesperson!"

Before he finished his words, Pan Hongsheng flashed like a leaf, gently sliding past the dull believers and pinched his throat with one hand.

Bishop? That's interesting. Isn't it good to be a black-hearted businessman? What are you doing with this?" Pan Hongsheng sneered and gradually increased the weight in his hand: "Your time is very leisurely. Maybe you can take this time to tell the truth."

"Quickly release, Bishop!" The believers rushed over crazily, but they didn't dare to come forward.

"We can die for Your Highness at any time!" Old Truny closed his eyes and said, "You don't understand!"

"Why didn't the great owner come to save you?" Pan Hongsheng can't laugh or cry: there are superstitions everywhere. These developed countries are said to have a strong level of education and national quality. Unexpectedly, there is this kind of ignorant behavior. This kind of magic stick is actually no different from those masters and jumping gods in China.

"Ah... ignorant and ignorant people! The big owner has been angry! She is looking at you with her blood-red eyes!" Truny suddenly smiled and said, "Let go of the altar!"

Several believers pressed the mechanism and saw the wall suddenly flipped... It turned out that there was a mezzanine in the room!

After the dark door, there is a black hole.

A fishy smell came, roaring and hissing, and it began to get closer and closer...

"The great owner! The great owner!"

The believers shouted excitedly and dispersed.

Pan Hongsheng couldn't believe his eyes - the huge figure standing in front of him, almost turned over the roof!