"Hurry!" The pope shouted in anger, no longer having the image of the past. He looked as if he was ashen. His face turned pale and his eyes were anxiously staring at the gate in front of him, constantly urging the destructive engineering team ahead.

"Is there no other way?" The pope turned his head and asked the Archbishop beside him. "Can't you bump into it with a construction car?"

The Archbishop smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty! The transportation channel is blocked by thirty-six half-meter-thick steel gates. The connected steel gates are connected by top bars, let alone construction vehicles! Even missiles may not be able to blow up!"

"Damn it!" The pope's blood pressure continued to rise, his ears beeped and his headaches were not only abnormal, he said angrily: "You wastes! But have you never considered this situation? You are still helpless?"

Another archbishop in charge of engineering construction stepped forward and looked at the pope who was about to faint from anger, and argued carefully: "Of course we have considered this situation. We have reserved back doors in the supercomputer in the laboratory!"

The pope was overjoyed when he heard this, kicked him hard to the ground and roared, "Then why don't you go quickly!"

The Archbishop seemed very aggrieved and said silly: "We have tried it. They don't know what method they used. All our instructions did not respond, and even the signals did not respond!"

The Pope was furious and kicked him far away step by step, cursing with hatred: "What are you talking about here?"

A man wearing a black robe with a large rusty cross hanging on his chest and a cold face stepped forward, with a strange smile on his face, saying, "Then we can only make up a reason to ask the Italian government to throw a nuclear bomb over and destroy everything!"

When the Pope saw this person, his anger slightly restrained and shook his head and said, "My Catholicism has been working hard for more than a thousand years here. I cannot let them bury these hateful bed bugs!"

"But that would at least destroy them!" The man in black robe suddenly lit up his eyes, and he drew a cross on his chest with a fanatical look, and said excitedly: "Let all these pagans without faith go to hell!"

Everyone looked at him crazy and his face looked a little bad. The Pope waved his hand impatiently and said, "Herethical Judge Huo Yi, it's not the Middle Ages now! You must recognize our current situation!"

The heretic presiding judge was a little unwilling to take a step back, trying to suppress the murderous aura that kept emitting in his heart, and trembled all over his body and raised his hood and recited the Bible quietly!

Grand Sister Clarice's face turned pale, her old face trembled slightly in anger, and her eyes were revealed. The information had been questioned. As soon as Saimen, who had entered the palace, had already been scared by the blood-stained torture instruments, his face turned pale.

Before the old nun could ask, he said it all like a bean. But the old nun, whose ominous premonition was getting stronger, instinctively thought that he was lying. Various torture instruments were used to move towards Saimen in different ways. When the alarm came, Saimen was already dying. Poor Saimen did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of his own people.

The invader swaggered into the secret laboratory in front of her, causing her to lose all her face. The Saimen, who was mistakenly captured by the sub-car, was now left behind! Now the old nun's heart was full of murderous intent.

The violent demolition process lasted for three hours. During this period, all the Catholic leaders nearby arrived. Everyone did not dare to speak behind the old pope whose faces were getting darker and darker, and they all prayed silently in their hearts.

Click!

boom-!

As the last steel gate fell down, the Pope rushed forward quickly, and with a ferocious face, he ordered loudly: "I will all live in the people inside, I will let them taste the Lord's anger!"

Everyone's eyes were fierce and they agreed loudly.

The guards rushed forward quickly and rushed into the laboratory before His Majesty the Pope. They hoped to use the enemy's blood to wash away the Catholic shame. The Pope arrived immediately! Seeing the guards standing still at the door, he scolded in surprise: "Why are you stunned? Why don't you catch people quickly?"

The captain of the guard turned his head stiffly, reluctantly curled the corner of his mouth, and said with a stern voice: "Your Majesty! You can see it yourself!"

The pope's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed away the captain of the guards and saw that he finally fainted with a uh! The thousand-year-old dream suddenly became ruined and no one could stand it!

The old nun directly ran away several guards blocking the way and rushed into the laboratory like lightning. Looking at the empty scene in front of him, his pupils turned bloody, his silver teeth chewed and he slammed his penis and punched him on the wall.

At least fifty centimeters thick, it was like a project hammer, and a large spider web suddenly sank into it. All the guards looked at the old nun in a silence, not daring to make any sound.

The heretical judge Huo Yi gently touched a line of words on the steel gate frame, unable to suppress the murderous intent in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Dark Council is here!"

Everyone paused suddenly, their scarlet eyes mixed with cold eyes, which deeply engraved the word in their hearts.

The Paladin's boss, Utred Caslake, glanced around with a calm face, and said in his tone of ice slag: "Mind Transmitter!"

At this time, someone from the guards who had spilled out first came to report that they had discovered the Archbishop Will.

The old nun laughed loudly, his voice shrill and harsh, making people feel extremely heart-wrenching: "Okay! I have never missed him like this!"

The heretic judge smiled strangely and snorted in a muffled voice: "I will let him speak!" Everyone left with the guards.

The provocation of the Dark Council, the fainting of the Pope, the mistakes of the old nun and the murderous intent of the heretic judge were all added to the Transmitter Alliance. The comprehensive retaliatory torture is about to begin. Under such a catalysis, I wonder if our protagonist David can still be ashamed and slutty as a shameless eight years?

No matter how miserable David's subsequent life was, it had nothing to do with Wang Zheng. He is now sitting on a bunch of gold jewelry and rummaging around happily. These are unexpected surprises. He didn't expect to find such a bunch of medieval gold things in the laboratory.

"The statistics are complete!" Jin Liuniang said happily: "We have gained a lot in this operation. There is a gene of the transmitter, a t-4 bacteria and his research and development. Nine scientists from different aspects and a one hundred and three-dimensional experimenter in the secret laboratory of Rome. Fifty-nine mature experimental products that are more useful to us in the twenty-two scientific research laboratories. They are..."

"Okay!" Wang Zheng interrupted, "Okay! Don't tell me, I can't remember even if I tell me. Just collect the information!"

"Okay!" Jin Liuniang agreed to skip this paragraph and continued: "In addition to the large amount of drugs and military food that were plundered, the most valuable items this time are the transmitter's genes and T-4 viruses. There is still a lot of room for development in the tuxedo. It just so happened that among the scientists we plundered this time, it is a better choice to give it to him for research and development."

"How do we guarantee their loyalty? After all, they are scientific Catholics with firm beliefs." Wang Zheng asked, and he was still a little resistant to putting hundreds of outsiders in his lair.

"There is no way, but we can build a mind control tower now. As long as there is enough gold reserves, we can control them!" Jin Liuniang waved her small fist, looking full of confidence.

"Where did the spiritual control tower come from?" Wang Zheng was surprised and asked quickly: "When was it unblocked, why didn't I know?"

"Where is the unblocking?" Jin Liuniang gave him a blank look and said, "The three buildings of the base barracks' biochemical reactor have been built, and the defense Gate cannon and the mind control tower will naturally appear!"

Wang Zheng burst into tears of his hand excitedly and said, "So good! Hehe, how much does these two cost?"

Jin Liuniang looked over the board like a professional secretary and said, "Gate's machine cannon costs 1,000, and the mind control tower is 1,005. Hehe, you can't afford any of them!"

"Who said it!" Wang Zheng immediately retorted, pointing to the pile of gold jewelry under his feet and said, "Isn't there a lot of them? Calculate how many?"

Jin Liuniang said: "These gold jewelry are old and their artistic value is far beyond their own gold value. Are you willing to transfer your gold reserves like this?"

Wang Zheng waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, don't talk nonsense!" Wang Zheng knew that these things were hot potatoes. When there was no certain open force, he would seek death if he took action. In less than two days, the agents from various countries and even their own countries would check your information! He didn't want to cause trouble for himself!

Jin Liuniang curled her lips and waved her little hand. The places where the gold piled on the floor suddenly rose slowly, and it reached a hole of the same size on the ceiling.

The ground returned to its original state, Jin Liuniang said: "A total of 11,000 golden points were converted."

"Ah!" Wang Zheng felt a little difficult to accept and complained: "There are only a ton of such a large pile?"

Jin Liuniang had a little eyes and said, "What do you think! The medieval gold extraction technology and various hollow designs are good enough to have so many!" She paused, and saw Wang Zheng not speaking, "It's enough now! Would you like to build a spiritual control tower?"

Wang Zheng pondered for a moment and waved his hand and said, "No more construction! All the gold reserves will be produced in Yuri recruits. We must make plans for the next world!"

Jin Liuniang naturally had no meaning, so she quickly entered the instructions and returned to: "There are 110 people in total, and the childbirth can be completed in 22 hours."

Wang Zheng stretched out and said, "I took advantage of this short time to rest and have a big sleep!"

Jin Liuniang reminded: "We spent seven or eight days on the spiritual plane. Now the main plane is already eight o'clock on Saturday morning. We only have 24 hours starting at 6 o'clock tomorrow, which means we only have twelve days to use for action. Is there no problem?"
Chapter completed!