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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0295_part_03
Chapter 682
chapter 0295 part 3
The disk flashed red light in the air. With a few beep beep beep alarms, an Explosion fireball about four or five meters wide suddenly exploded.
After throwing the Explosive Disc, Bucky didn't even look at the result of the Explosion. He immediately turned and ran away, simultaneously taking out a spray from his chest and continuously spraying it on his body, trying to cover his scent.
Whoosh! A great axe suddenly flew out of the thick mist, chopping towards the back of Bucky's head. If Bucky hadn't felt the wind behind his head and lunged forward, this axe would have directly cut off half of his skull.
In the thick mist, a furry Werewolf, at least two and a half meters tall, walked out.
Catching the Battle Axe that had returned, the Werewolf opened its large mouth, revealing four large fangs, and stared intently at Bucky.
Behind him stood over a dozen tall Werewolves. Looking at the fang necklaces hanging around their necks, if someone from the Underworld were here, they would be able to distinguish based on the number of fangs they wore that they were the most Elite Warriors of the Orc Race! Although Bucky was not from the Underworld, he was a Seasoned Assassin. He could feel that any one of this group of people in front of him could kill him.
Although Bucky was trembling all over, he was not someone who would easily admit defeat. He clenched his metal fist, and directly lunged at the leading Orc.
The leading Orc's muscles were like steel, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in its eyes as it faced the charging Bucky. It swung the great axe directly towards Bucky.
Vatican
Originally, the terrorist attack incident was given an official and reasonable explanation in the World Security Council's investigation. There was no terrorist attack incident; it was merely a meteorite that unfortunately struck the Central Cathedral in the Vatican.
The Pope and four Cardinals were martyred in the natural disaster caused by the meteorite.
As soon as the matter was announced, the Believers throughout The West fell into a period of mourning.
For the funeral of the former Pope, tens of thousands of devout Believers came to the Sacred Place to pray.
Even Tang Song, the President/CEO of the Tang Group, who rarely made an appearance, came to the Vatican despite his busy schedule.
The hastily crowned new Pope Hyde arranged a grand Honor Guard to welcome Tang Song and his entourage.
Two thousand Papal Knights formed a formation on the Ground. Everyone held their ceremonial swords in front of their chests. When Tang Song walked down the airstair of his private jet, the two thousand Papal Knights simultaneously knelt on one knee.
Pope Hyde, wearing a pure white robe and the Papal Tiara, slowly walked towards Tang Song. From a distance, Pope Hyde opened his arms: "Welcome, esteemed friend."
Boss Tang smiled and opened his hands, laughing as he walked towards Hyde.
Under everyone's gaze, Tang Song and Pope Hyde embraced each other tightly.
Pope Hyde began to introduce the High-Level Vatican Officials who had come with him to welcome Boss Tang. They were all newly promoted Bishops. There was nothing else to do; the true Vatican Core had long been buried in the Ground along with that unknown meteorite. And at this time, Boss Tang's Acquaintances from the Inquisition couldn't openly and honestly show their faces, as the Inquisition, as an organization, was not very popular in the Middle Ages.
Tang Song sighed and hugged Bishop Hyde tightly:
"My condolences!"
After the embrace, he and Bishop Hyde faced the Believers together, their expressions solemn and serious.
Beside them stood a Mature Woman in a long dress with long hair. On her forehead was a circle of scattered, crushed gold-like plum blossom marks, looking very beautiful. However, this good-looking Woman kept a cold face throughout.
However, when the Vatican's Photographer turned the lens towards her, the Observers watching the live broadcast all remembered her Appearance and classified her in their Files as someone not to Provoke.
To avoid subordinates getting into a conflict with Tang Song over a Woman.
During this time, in concealed locations unknown to Ordinary People, waves of bloody storms were stirred up.
Countless Wealthy Merchants had their homes confiscated and families annihilated, their assets taken over by the Tang Group and other Forces/Factions working together.
These ruined Tycoons were all members of the Freemasons.
Boss Tang was very busy. He made an appearance at the funeral and then left.
Bishop Hyde respectfully sent Tang Song off with a smile as he boarded his private jet and departed.
Afterward, the new Pope was crowned, and the first decree he announced was to summon all famous religious scholars and research Experts in Catholicism and Christianity from around the World to conduct a further revision of the Bible.
The reason was that many valuable Ancient Books had been burned down along with the meteorite.
"Boss, the person is dealt with. The one investigating our counterfeit money base was Bucky!"
On the Highway on the Outskirts of Detroit, a group of cleaners wearing one-piece raincoats were cleaning up the corpse pieces on the Ground with cleaning tools.
Not far away, Kane leaned against a Humvee, watching the cleaners under him clean up while talking on the Satellite Phone with Tang Song.
"The counterfeit money business doesn't mean much to us anymore. Find someone to shift the blame onto and add a record to Frank's performance!" On the Private Jet, Tang Song held the Satellite Phone in his hand, his left hand caressing Hela's stockings, which were pilling. Hela's face was as cold as an ice cube, and the crushed gold plum blossom imprint on her forehead continuously emitted golden radiance.
"How is Li Wen doing in Paris recently? I haven't seen him in a few years!"
"He's not very honest! Boss, the money we gave him is enough for him to live lavishly in France for a lifetime. Although he ostensibly opened an Art Gallery in Paris, our people have found that he has been secretly printing counterfeit money behind our backs! He partnered with the local Gangs in Paris and opened a Counterfeit currency factory!"
"He's The Painter, perhaps he's naturally fond of playing with simulation paintings. Then let's grant him his wish!"
"Yes, Boss!"
Kane listened as the call on the other end was hung up. He watched as the cleaners under him bagged and packed the corpse pieces on the Ground. After the Scene was cleaned up and the Garbage Truck left.
Only then did he open the Driver's Cab car door. In the Front Passenger Seat, a young man slowly sighed in relief after seeing Kane nod at him.
The thick mist that had covered this section of the Highway seemed to be thinning because the Sun had risen.
By the time the City of Detroit returned to its bustle, this busy Highway was no different from usual.
"That should have been Jehovah's Pasture just now. What exactly are you and Odin planning? The Heaven Dimension is not easy to provoke!?"
On the Private Jet, Tang Song hung up the phone. Hela, whose stockings had pilled from his caressing, slapped his hand away and asked.
(end of chapter)
The disk flashed red light in the air. With a few beep beep beep alarms, an Explosion fireball about four or five meters wide suddenly exploded.
After throwing the Explosive Disc, Bucky didn't even look at the result of the Explosion. He immediately turned and ran away, simultaneously taking out a spray from his chest and continuously spraying it on his body, trying to cover his scent.
Whoosh! A great axe suddenly flew out of the thick mist, chopping towards the back of Bucky's head. If Bucky hadn't felt the wind behind his head and lunged forward, this axe would have directly cut off half of his skull.
In the thick mist, a furry Werewolf, at least two and a half meters tall, walked out.
Catching the Battle Axe that had returned, the Werewolf opened its large mouth, revealing four large fangs, and stared intently at Bucky.
Behind him stood over a dozen tall Werewolves. Looking at the fang necklaces hanging around their necks, if someone from the Underworld were here, they would be able to distinguish based on the number of fangs they wore that they were the most Elite Warriors of the Orc Race! Although Bucky was not from the Underworld, he was a Seasoned Assassin. He could feel that any one of this group of people in front of him could kill him.
Although Bucky was trembling all over, he was not someone who would easily admit defeat. He clenched his metal fist, and directly lunged at the leading Orc.
The leading Orc's muscles were like steel, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in its eyes as it faced the charging Bucky. It swung the great axe directly towards Bucky.
Vatican
Originally, the terrorist attack incident was given an official and reasonable explanation in the World Security Council's investigation. There was no terrorist attack incident; it was merely a meteorite that unfortunately struck the Central Cathedral in the Vatican.
The Pope and four Cardinals were martyred in the natural disaster caused by the meteorite.
As soon as the matter was announced, the Believers throughout The West fell into a period of mourning.
For the funeral of the former Pope, tens of thousands of devout Believers came to the Sacred Place to pray.
Even Tang Song, the President/CEO of the Tang Group, who rarely made an appearance, came to the Vatican despite his busy schedule.
The hastily crowned new Pope Hyde arranged a grand Honor Guard to welcome Tang Song and his entourage.
Two thousand Papal Knights formed a formation on the Ground. Everyone held their ceremonial swords in front of their chests. When Tang Song walked down the airstair of his private jet, the two thousand Papal Knights simultaneously knelt on one knee.
Pope Hyde, wearing a pure white robe and the Papal Tiara, slowly walked towards Tang Song. From a distance, Pope Hyde opened his arms: "Welcome, esteemed friend."
Boss Tang smiled and opened his hands, laughing as he walked towards Hyde.
Under everyone's gaze, Tang Song and Pope Hyde embraced each other tightly.
Pope Hyde began to introduce the High-Level Vatican Officials who had come with him to welcome Boss Tang. They were all newly promoted Bishops. There was nothing else to do; the true Vatican Core had long been buried in the Ground along with that unknown meteorite. And at this time, Boss Tang's Acquaintances from the Inquisition couldn't openly and honestly show their faces, as the Inquisition, as an organization, was not very popular in the Middle Ages.
Tang Song sighed and hugged Bishop Hyde tightly:
"My condolences!"
After the embrace, he and Bishop Hyde faced the Believers together, their expressions solemn and serious.
Beside them stood a Mature Woman in a long dress with long hair. On her forehead was a circle of scattered, crushed gold-like plum blossom marks, looking very beautiful. However, this good-looking Woman kept a cold face throughout.
However, when the Vatican's Photographer turned the lens towards her, the Observers watching the live broadcast all remembered her Appearance and classified her in their Files as someone not to Provoke.
To avoid subordinates getting into a conflict with Tang Song over a Woman.
During this time, in concealed locations unknown to Ordinary People, waves of bloody storms were stirred up.
Countless Wealthy Merchants had their homes confiscated and families annihilated, their assets taken over by the Tang Group and other Forces/Factions working together.
These ruined Tycoons were all members of the Freemasons.
Boss Tang was very busy. He made an appearance at the funeral and then left.
Bishop Hyde respectfully sent Tang Song off with a smile as he boarded his private jet and departed.
Afterward, the new Pope was crowned, and the first decree he announced was to summon all famous religious scholars and research Experts in Catholicism and Christianity from around the World to conduct a further revision of the Bible.
The reason was that many valuable Ancient Books had been burned down along with the meteorite.
"Boss, the person is dealt with. The one investigating our counterfeit money base was Bucky!"
On the Highway on the Outskirts of Detroit, a group of cleaners wearing one-piece raincoats were cleaning up the corpse pieces on the Ground with cleaning tools.
Not far away, Kane leaned against a Humvee, watching the cleaners under him clean up while talking on the Satellite Phone with Tang Song.
"The counterfeit money business doesn't mean much to us anymore. Find someone to shift the blame onto and add a record to Frank's performance!" On the Private Jet, Tang Song held the Satellite Phone in his hand, his left hand caressing Hela's stockings, which were pilling. Hela's face was as cold as an ice cube, and the crushed gold plum blossom imprint on her forehead continuously emitted golden radiance.
"How is Li Wen doing in Paris recently? I haven't seen him in a few years!"
"He's not very honest! Boss, the money we gave him is enough for him to live lavishly in France for a lifetime. Although he ostensibly opened an Art Gallery in Paris, our people have found that he has been secretly printing counterfeit money behind our backs! He partnered with the local Gangs in Paris and opened a Counterfeit currency factory!"
"He's The Painter, perhaps he's naturally fond of playing with simulation paintings. Then let's grant him his wish!"
"Yes, Boss!"
Kane listened as the call on the other end was hung up. He watched as the cleaners under him bagged and packed the corpse pieces on the Ground. After the Scene was cleaned up and the Garbage Truck left.
Only then did he open the Driver's Cab car door. In the Front Passenger Seat, a young man slowly sighed in relief after seeing Kane nod at him.
The thick mist that had covered this section of the Highway seemed to be thinning because the Sun had risen.
By the time the City of Detroit returned to its bustle, this busy Highway was no different from usual.
"That should have been Jehovah's Pasture just now. What exactly are you and Odin planning? The Heaven Dimension is not easy to provoke!?"
On the Private Jet, Tang Song hung up the phone. Hela, whose stockings had pilled from his caressing, slapped his hand away and asked.
(end of chapter)
