Chapter 91 Big Man
"But you still have a chance to become a small steak." Pan Hongsheng looked at him indifferently, suddenly twisted the other party's wrist and threw it out horizontally!
The long-faced man's body broke the window and was taken away by the train on the opposite parallel line.
The woman took a few steps back, and several reversals were quite sharp!
In the process of her rolling, several small needles shot, and the routine was a little similar to that of the flower demon.
This kind of pediatric thing is really not enough for Pan Hongsheng. He is not even too lazy to resist with his hands; he walked straight to the other party...
The woman kept retreating and scattered small needles in vain, but those sharp poison needles were all twisted at the tip and fell to the ground feebly!
Pan Hongsheng grabbed the woman's neck with one hand. The other party stared at the blue eyes, and his two calves kicked hard!
"Who? Who sent you here? Now he is much smarter. He directly grasps the upper and lower jaw joints of the other party. There is no way to bite the poison capsule on his teeth when he is caught in this place.
But a steel knife directly pierced the carriage and pierced the woman's body - there was actually a killer of the other party in the train control room!
Pan Hongsheng grabbed the bloody blade and pulled it fiercely like a steel pliers!
A giant man was pulled out of the front control room by him, and the iron carriage was like a tofu.
At this time, the train suddenly lost control. The track in front of it clearly reached the end, but it did not mean to slow down at all.
Pan Hongsheng's hands were suddenly grasped by the other party's bloody hands - the big man smiled ferociously and strangely: "Hey hey, come with me to see the big owner!"
"Sorry, I'm not free." Pan Hongsheng answered with a blank face, and the train then hit the wall of the tunnel with a bang.
In the violent explosion, in the sky-high fire, Pan Hongsheng slowly walked out.
But a large group of Moshes with live ammunition has surrounded the tunnel.
It is undoubtedly a good choice to start here. As the darkest and most closed corner of the city, it is almost isolated from the world on the ground.
But in fact, that's not all. He saw many ordinary people behind these people with blade sticks in their hands.
It seems that this is not only the place to sniper yourself, but also the base camp for the secret gathering of the other party!
Truney's so-called Paris branch seems to be only a small part of the local church power.
In this isolated world, these cults gather to form a new society.
There is no police and no order here, because the underground passage of the subway is as complicated as a spider web, so even if there is any vicious incident, it will not be over.
Many illegal immigrants, villains and murderers gathered here to form the main force of the Mosaic religion.
Pan Hongsheng noticed that these people wore a black cobra logo on their clothes.
It seems that what old Truny said is absolutely right. He is just a small role, and the real giant controls so many ignorant people on the road of no return.
"The Pope has ordered! Kill the devil's spokesperson immediately!" With an order from a red-robed believer, the weapons in the hands of the gray-robed believers began to breathe flames!
All kinds of bullets of various calibers keep hitting the body gas. The gas shield absorbs a little energy and suddenly breaks out! All the energy bounced back!
The huge energy is divided into countless small strands, cutting the bodies of believers into various shapes.
The rest of the people cried and fled. The believers in red clothes forced people to rush forward with guns, but the morale that had collapsed was irreparable. He was grabbed by Pan Hongsheng.
"What did you just say about the Pope? Should he show up? It gave me so many surprises..."
"You, you can't see him! But he is looking at you all the time!" The red-dressed believer's eyes showed fanaticism, and suddenly pulled the detoner, and the hidden explosives on his body sounded.
Pan Hongsheng walked out in a fire, and a lingering believer on the ground couldn't help: "I need a doctor...doctor..."
Knowing that you need a doctor, there should be help.
He squatted down and slapped the man on the face: "Hey! Are you alive?!"
"Good sir, God bless you... I'm deceived... Almighty God forgives me..."
"Hey! Hey! Stop, stop, you are bleeding much faster than your repentance. Do you want to live? Pan Hongsheng interrupted him impatiently: "I'm a person with no faith. I'm not proud of this. Would you please skip these insignificant details?"
Pan Hongsheng's attitude towards religion has always been disdainful.
Of course, for people who are not strong enough, it is a kind of psychological hint and sustenance, but none of China's countless religions, large and small, can save everyone from suffering over the years, so it is really meaningless to believe in those unreliable and purely subconscious things.
Many countries say that Chinese people have no faith. Nowadays, many problems are because they have no faith. In fact, this is not the case.
Do those Catholics really respect the will of God? Don't do anything immoral? True evil is often covered by piety.
What Chinese people lack is the spirit of public morality, not faith.
Everyone has been deceived by the ups and downs religions in the past 5,000 years for thousands of years, and they are tired of that thing.
"God bless you, kind sir... I can tell you where the Pope is, as long as you can guarantee my safety..." The injured believers are very aware of the current affairs. Looking at Pan Hongsheng looking at himself with a black face, he took the initiative to hug: "I believe you will not believe anything, the Pope is..."
"What!" When Pan Hongsheng heard the name, he trembled and sweated: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Yes, I can guarantee it with my own life! If it's not him, why can we Moses have such a relaxed environment to develop and grow? He gave us a safe area, and the police here will not come. Over the years, the Mosaic religion has had so many believers in France. How can it be done without a backer? The injured believers showed serious despair: "I am different from these people. I have no choice but to join the Mosaic religion, because I am an illegal immigrant from Greece. I have no job or financial resources. I can only make a living by begging... I joined mainly to eat..."
Hearing these words, Pan Hongsheng immediately laughed.
This is the truth. In fact, people's behavior is rarely completely out of purpose. If there is really that kind of behavior for ideals, it is really nothing.
This guy's hand was cut off, and there was something wrong with one of his eyes, but his mind was still clear.
On the way to the hospital, he told Pan Hongsheng that he had handed over to Todd. He was a little British but of Greek origin. He fled to France a few years ago because of the financial crisis.
Since France and Greece are both EU countries, they can only receive these refugees, but use the minimum standards.
As an illegal immigrant, he can't even enjoy these minimum treatment.
So Todd was in a daze and joined the Mosaic for a dinner.
Due to his proficient in Greek and French, he was appointed as a clerk and was usually exposed to some simple academic management.
But suddenly one day, he found that the paper used in one of the documents actually carried the Congressional logo.
You should know that the supplies management of these administrative organs in France is very strict, and people in this system will not be exposed to those things at all.
The paper used by Congress to draft documents and decrees is made of dark gold Europa paper, which symbolizes power. Of course, those who are also illegal immigrants do not know this detail, but Todd, who has a certain cultural level, immediately realized this relationship.
After settling Todd down, Pan Hongsheng took a taxi directly.
"Good afternoon, where are you going, sir?" The taxi driver is a black man, quite simple and honest.
"Congress." Pan Hongsheng said with a calm face, and at the same time, a large bill was handed over.
"Congress?" The black man was stunned for a moment and confirmed it.
"That's right, it's Congress. There's no need to change."
Pan Hongsheng put a toothpick in his mouth with an expression as if nothing had happened.
The French parliament building is not as gorgeous as imagined.
It is not even as face-to-face and aura as some township government buildings in China. Surrounded by those high-cloud hotel commercial buildings, it looks so small.
He repeatedly confirmed whether he had made a mistake. This time, it was the driver's turn to confirm repeatedly: "Yes, sir, this is indeed the French parliament!"
It seems that Pan Hongsheng is still used to the domestic ideology. Facing the parliament building, which is only six stories high, he shrugged his shoulders and loosened the buttons on his shirt.
"Do you have an appointment?" The guards at the door were quite strict, and there were soldiers in bulletproof vests and submachine guns behind them.
After all, it is a country's power agency. Although it is not standing in front of the stage like the president, it still needs to ensure absolute security.
Pan Hongsheng showed his identity as the Anguo Group, and the guard immediately called Senator White.
A few minutes later, Pan Hongsheng appeared unimpeded in the office of Congressman White, who was the Deputy Secretary-General of Congress and was surprised by the unexpected visitor: "Mr. Pan! Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"
A famous director came to the congressman? This doesn't seem logical.
The two have almost nothing to do with each other.
"I'm here for an important thing..." Pan Hongsheng did not sit down, but looked around, sometimes looking down under the sofa, and sometimes under the other party's desk...
White was puzzled by the other party's behavior: "Excuse me... what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Pan Hongsheng stopped. He found a small and exquisite device at the bottom of his desk and put it on the table.
White was stunned, but the ** nature of his profession made him not speak, but made a gesture: What's going on?