Divide Protestantism into two parts, and incorporate part of it into the Pope and the Orthodox sect, but the New Sect cannot end.

This is a plan proposed by the Secretary of State.

The new school cannot disperse, this is the spiritual pillar of the United States.

Although as a country of immigration and freedom, the United States embraces all religions.

But in fact, the foundation of the American spirit is Protestantism.

This has always been discovered from the New World that the sects that were born in the United States must not end like this.

Otherwise, the American people will feel that even the new school will end, and will the United States have an ending day?

"Even so, it will be a serious blow to the American spirit."

Chuan-Pu has a serious expression and a sad face.

The position he is now doing determines the fate of a country.

"There is always a blow, just go there."

The Secretary of State also knows how difficult the questions he raised are.

He looked up at Chuan-Pu, and the president was a strange profession.

In fact, the United States can actually operate normally without a president in daily life.

However, in the midst of such major changes and ups and downs, the president is an extremely important profession.

Every crisis in the United States is the president who turns the tide, which is why he has today.

But can he really do this most controversial president in front of him?

The Secretary of State does not know.

This is an unknown world.

Chuan Pu was silent for a moment, and then did not answer the Secretary of State's question, but asked another question instead.

“How many people have we entered over the Theology College?”

"It's rare, less than nine percent."

Less than 9%, but this is the result of the United States' efforts.

"How is the search in the Jiuzhou Empire and all the myths and legends?"

Chuan Pu asked again.

This is a secret mission to find the mythical heritage in these mythical kingdoms.

In this mission, any disclosure will lead to the United States not recognizing the existence of the mission team.

"The feedback from the military shows that we lost at least one thousand people because of this event. Each of our opponents is like the captain of the United States. They are very hostile to such things, which makes our actions not optimistic. Although the parts we have snatched back, we do not understand the things we have snatched back. Myths are a new scientific system and we need time to learn."

Secretary of State said.

If the United States wants to learn the inheritance of any kind of myth, it needs to cross language and cultural obstacles to explore a new system.

"It seems like this is the only way?"

Chuan Pu took over the documents from the Secretary of State and looked at the specific content above.

However, after Chuan Pu was silent for a long time, he still signed his name on it.

This transaction is likely to sign out the sinners of a country.

However, at this time, I had to write.

After signing his name on it, he turned to look out the window. There was still a view of the American white palace in front of him. There has been no change here for decades.

But the world has changed.

...

At this time, on the streets of New York, an Asian man wearing a black sweatshirt covered his eyes with a sweatshirt hat, then threw the map in his hand into the trash can on the side, and then walked towards the left.

He kept walking by the street.

Half an hour later, he walked into the street where the crowds gradually became remote.

After a turn, he walked into a dark street.

A warning voice came over.

"Hey, boy, you shouldn't have come here."

In front of him were two black men and one white men, their tattoos from their arms to their necks, their tall figure and strong muscles all showed that this was a group of extremely difficult people to mess with.

"No, you won't come."

Under the brim of the hat, darkness covered the Asian's eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the United States, myths still exist in rumors and myths from afar. There is no human-type machine that fights one hundred or one thousand, and there is no demon clan to baptize them with their lives.

So much so that the changes in the times seem to be seen only by the top leaders, but in the life at the bottom, everyone does not feel that life has changed much.

"Are you kidding? Monkey?"

The black man stepped forward, grabbed the Asian man's shoulder, and slapped his face with the other hand.

However, the hand was gently pressed into the air by an Asian man.

"There is no surveillance and no witnesses here. I think it must be a good corner for crimes."

He raised his head and smiled.

"You really will choose a place."

In the corner of the street, there was a clear sound of hitting the wall.

This is definitely not a rare thing in the corner of this sinful city street.

What's more, no one hears it now.

Sun Yanfeng slowly walked out of the end of the street.

"This is a world you have never seen before, please enjoy it."

Sun Yanfeng raised his head and the light shone into his vision for the first time.

He came to the United States from Kyushu eight years ago.

As for this method of practicing Taoism, he got it eight years ago when he was a child.

"I am very satisfied with my world, why do you ruin it?"

Sun Yanfeng's parents died in a gang battle three days ago.

His parents' talent in practicing Taoism is not good.

And he is older.

Therefore, I have never practiced with him.

But he didn't expect that farewell would be so sudden.

The theme of this night is revenge.

In the dark, Sun Yanfeng gradually walked into the more remote streets.

But there are more and more people in the streets.

They are all people full of gangster atmosphere and costumes.

As soon as Sun Yanfeng walked into it, he became the focus of his sight.

No ordinary people would walk to them calmly.

“This is not where you should come.”

"You're wrong, this is where I should come."

Sun Yanfeng took off his hood.

The light shone on his black hair, rendering a strange halo.

"Are you... ready to die?"

Sun Yanfeng's voice was very cold.

But in the eyes of everyone, it is extremely funny.

If it was in Kyushu, no one would laugh at this time.

When a practitioner exists in the world, the world is already different.

"I'm not ready, but it seems you're ready."

"Click!"

This is the sound of the bullet loading.

The whole street was in a unified manner.

The loading sound is extremely neat.

In an instant, Sun Yanfeng looked up.

They were a pair of murderous eyes.

"Boom!"

The entire cement land was trampled in an instant.

Cement debris splashed everywhere.

Sun Yanfeng flew out like a cannonball.
Chapter completed!