"Old Huo, these foreigners came for-"

The middle-aged man continued to speak, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo waved his hand and said contemptuously: "I know why it is for. They don't want to find people. Those four foreign devils came uninvited and dared to act recklessly in my Yanhuang realm. It's worth it if they deserve it. If they want to come and ask for an explanation, hum..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face was shocked.

Then, he lowered his voice and asked nervously: "Old Huo, do you mean, are the four messengers of the Holy See dead?"

"Um!"

Mr. Huo nodded slightly, with an expression of discontent.

"Who did it?"

The middle-aged man continued to ask, his expression getting even more nervous.

Others don’t know, but he knows how much the four foreigners are in the West.

It is said that those four guys were the four great envoys of the Western Holy See.

The status is still above the Pope, and it is more noble than the Pope.

Even the name looks exactly the same as the four great archangels in the Bible.

There are even rumors that they are the prototypes of the four archangels depicted in the Bible.

In order to find out the news about these four people, the Vatican Pope personally contacted the heads of Western countries.

This shows how high the status of the four foreign devils is.

When Mr. Huo heard the middle-aged man’s question, he did not answer, but just smiled faintly.

Seeing that smile, the middle-aged man seemed to understand something at once.

He raised his hand and pointed to it.

"Old Huo, it's not that who did it?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo nodded again.

"call……"

The middle-aged man breathed a long sigh of relief and said to himself: "I'll just say that, except for that one, who else dares to deal with the four foreign devils? If this is the case, then there is no need to worry about anything."

From beginning to end, he didn't dare to say that name.

Because those two words are a great taboo in Yanjing.

"Old Huo, since you have agreed, I will call you and have someone bring the messenger from the Holy See here to pay homage to you."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man slowly left the room.

...

Half an hour later, a car with a diplomatic license plate slowly stopped at the door of the Siheyuan.

The car door opened and diplomats led a white man into the yard.

Walking through the corridor, they came to the backyard.

The middle-aged man was waiting there. After seeing the visitor, he simply said hello.

Then, he took the white man into Mr. Huo's study.

"Old Huo, Mr. Schroeder is here."

Pushing open the door, the middle-aged man whispered.

"Um!"

At this time, Mr. Huo had already stood up, still holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and nodded.

"Hello, are you Mr. Huo? It is said that you met Lin Yu not long ago. Is this true?"

The white man couldn't wait to ask as soon as he entered the door.

Old Huo frowned slightly, and a sharp look flashed through his eyes.

The eyes were soaring that they were powerful without anger.

But the white man opposite seemed to be unaware of it and still asked endlessly.

"Old sir, please tell me where Lin Yu is? In addition, more importantly, what happened to our four great envoys of the Holy See in Yanhuang? There has been no news until now. Have they disappeared? Or something unexpected happened?"

His questions, one after another.

The aggressive momentum is like interrogating a prisoner.

At this moment, an angry look appeared on Mr. Huo's face.

He sneered and said slowly: "Your Four Holy Envoys are dead. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Upon hearing this news, the white man showed no shock.

Before coming to Yanhuang, the Holy See had already confirmed the deaths of the four great envoys.

"Who did it? You Yanhuang must hand over the murderer to us. I will take it to Europe and the Vatican for trial. God's believers will burn this demon to death."

"It is an indelible sin that dares to kill the holy envoy of our Holy See. It must be severely punished. The entire Western world will not let him go..."

The white man waved his fists angrily, furiously.

He looks strong and arrogant with his teeth and claws.

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Huo smiled and said, "The murderer is Lin Yu, and he admitted it himself."

Hearing Lin Yu's name, the white man was slightly stunned.

"It turned out to be him. I knew it must be him, this demon, this blood-stained Satan, who should go to hell, you must catch it, or tell me, he is there..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Huo smiled and continued, "If you want to catch him, you don't have to waste your energy, because he has left Yanhuang."

Hearing this, the white man couldn't help asking: "Leave Yanhuang? Where did he go?"

"Haha, I met Lin Yu not long ago. He told me in person that I would go to Europe and to take a look at the Vatican."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Mr. Huo's face.

"It seems that Mr. Schroeder doesn't have to look for him, because he will go to you."

Upon hearing this news, the white man was stunned.

His face was filled with shock, and an unconcealed panic appeared deep in his eyes.

“Buy it…”

...

Europe, Vatican.

In St. Peter's Basilica, the pope with silver hair was wearing a white robe and a short red shawl was covered with a shoulder.

He held a cross scepter in his hand and looked up at the huge cross in front of him.

Deep eyes, quiet and peaceful.

On the dome, rays of sunshine shone.

The soft light enveloped him.

A layer of misty light shines on the white robe.

Thumb...

The sound of rapid footsteps suddenly rang behind me.

A man in a bishop's robe hurried in.

"After the Pope's crown, my Holy Father, something happened. Just now the special envoy sent to Yanhuang came with the exact news. The death of the four great envoys can be completely confirmed."

Hearing this, the pope still raised his head and held the crucifix on the cross.

The expression on the face did not change at all.

It seems that I had expected this.

"My child, this news has no value to me. Did Mr. Schroeder, the special envoy I sent to Yanhuang, only found out about this news?"

The sound is neither fast nor slow.

It sounds like there is no emotional fluctuation.

Although the Pope did not express his dissatisfaction, the potential meaning of the words was enough to explain everything.

"Under the Pope's crown, Mr. Schroeder just paid a visit to an old man in Yanhuang. He was once a senior core member of Yanhuang. He just retired not long ago..."

The bishop said in a scattered manner, his eyes secretly looking at the pope from time to time.

Unfortunately, the Pope turned his back to him at this moment.

So much so that he could not observe his expressions and expressions.

Of course, I didn't see the impatience in the pope's eyes.
To be continued...