night.

A cruise ship is slowly coming from the quiet coastal international port.

That cruise ship was obviously not a domestic cruise ship, because the FTO pattern engraved on it was obviously a foreign cruise ship.

This cruise ship in the dark night sailed into the coastal international port like a ghost.

It did not flash the indicator light or honk the whistle, but it quietly approached the port like a "thief".

After slowly approaching, the cruise ship gradually stopped.

After the cruise ship stopped, it could be seen through the bright lights of the port. The sailors on the deck were foreigners.

These foreigners looked cold and cautious. After the cruise ship stopped, they first looked around the port with their gem-like blue eyes... After confirming safety, they were communicating in English.

After a brief exchange, the cruise ship's cabin door suddenly opened.

Gradually, I saw that the first man in a black and red robe walked out of the cruise ship cargo warehouse was a man in a black and red robe. He had a cross hanging around his neck and looked cold.

A believer?

Christians? Yes, they are those who come from the Vatican.

After the first Red Cultist appeared, then there were 5 black cultists who walked out one after another...

The five believers in black clothes had sharp and cold eyes, like wolves. After walking out of the cabin door, they guarded the Cardinal one left and one right.

One of the burly bald black cultists looked around the dock coldly, and then said to the Cardinal in English: "Biography, this should be the place to meet."

After hearing what the black-clad cult said, the Cardinal nodded coldly and said, "Prepare to get off the boat."

"Yeah." The other black-clad cultists nodded one by one.

"By the way, bishop, the Chinese who we are going to meet heard that it is extremely treacherous... So, Bishop, you must follow us later." The black-clad scholar in front of him reminded the Archbishop in the Red and said.

The Archbishop in the Cardinal heard his subordinates say this, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry."

Then he walked towards the port.

The five black-clad church members around them protect this important cardinal in triangle shapes.

I saw that the Archbishop in the cardinal was carrying a black leather case in his left hand. The leather case looked quite cautious because it was locked with handcuffs on it... as if he was afraid to throw it away.

Such a mysterious six Vaticans walked up to the dock of Binjiang City in the night.

After they walked up to the dock, they walked straight towards the front.

Along the way, I occasionally saw some sailors passing by...

Whenever they meet strangers, the black-clad scholars showed extremely cold murderous intent in their eyes. They did not relax their vigilance until the other party left.

After they walked towards the front, they saw a small restaurant in front of them flashing with lights.

After seeing the small restaurant, one of the black-clad churchgoers in front of him looked at the Archbishop in the Chronicle and said, "Bissar, let's go to that restaurant and wait for him..."

The Archbishop in the Cardinal in front of him looked at the surrounding environment, then nodded silently and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, six Vatican believers walked towards the small restaurant.

The small restaurant is not big, but it is very neat. Since it is already midnight, the waiter in the restaurant has already gotten off work early, and only a middle-aged boss in his 40s who is slightly fat is left there.

After the six Vatican rifles in front of him entered the restaurant, the middle-aged boss who was packing things at the counter was not only stunned, but looked up and saw these rifles.

Then he walked over with a smile.

"Several foreign friends, I'm so embarrassed. Our restaurant is closed..." The middle-aged boss said to the six Vatican believers who came in with a smile.

But the six foreigners didn't know if they didn't understand Chinese? Or they didn't understand the middle-aged boss' meaning, so they rushed in and then found a clean seat and sat down slightly.

What about the middle-aged boss? He said that when the restaurant is closed, why do these foreigners still have to go inside?

He not only wondered.

At this moment, he walked over with a smile and said, "Friend, my store is closed... Isn't doing business anymore? Do you understand?"

The moment the middle-aged boss said this again, the five black-clad church members from the Vatican suddenly raised their vicious eyes and glanced at the middle-aged fat boss coldly.

The middle-aged boss felt a chill surge from the soles of his feet.

Just when he felt that these foreigners were not kind, he quickly retreated.

Unfortunately it's too late.

But the burly Vatican on the far left had pulled out the gun he was wearing in his arms, and pointed the black and cold muzzle at the middle-aged boss.

With a "puff", the muffled gunshot from the muffler had already been heard.

The bullet accurately shot on the middle-aged boss's heart. The middle-aged boss's body tilted and fell to the ground and died with a bang.

After killing the middle-aged boss with neat hands and feet, the other two black-clad monks stood up quickly and dragged the middle-aged boss's body to the counter over there!

After leaving the body at the counter, the black-clad cultivators sat again in the deadly restaurant.

From beginning to end, they didn't say a word.

What about the Archbishop in the Cardinal? He closed his eyes slightly, and both hands tightly grasped the black leather box in his hand, as if there was something treasure inside the black leather box.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Almost an hour passed, one of the black-clad churchgoers finally couldn't help it. He whispered, "Bissary, why haven't that damn Chinese yet?"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the Archbishop's mouth and said, "Don't worry... wait a little longer."

"The transaction we are going to make today is only successful, not failure!"

"If it fails, we will never have the shame to return to the Holy City again." said the Archbishop in the Broken Palace in front of us.

After he finished speaking, all the five black-clad monks around him nodded there.

Just as these six Vatican believers were sitting in this deadly restaurant, a gloomy cold wind suddenly blew in from outside.
Chapter completed!