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Chapter 241

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At eleven o 'clock in the morning, dark clouds covered the sky.

A fishing boat appeared at the intersection of the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.

After a short while, three speedboats approached from three different directions and finally gathered on the fishing boat.

Of course, this boat was not a real fishing boat but a battleship of the Church of the Shattered God.

The first negotiation between the SCP Foundation, the Global Supernatural Alliance, and the Church of the Shattered God was about to begin.

According to the Church of the Shattered God's request, the SCP Foundation could not negotiate with more than three people.

Therefore, Zhang Jue brought Hansen and his disciple, Kerr, onto the boat.

Before boarding, he gave Old Smith, who was driving the speedboat, a look. Old Smith understood and nodded subtly.

On the GOC side, the first commander, Fulvio, claimed that he was sick and did not come. The person who came was his deputy, Boronat.

Boronat might be the deputy, but he was also famous.

His name was even more famous than Fulvio's.

Boronat had served in the GOC for more than twenty years and participated in more than one hundred and thirty abnormal projects.

In order to eliminate the enemy, he would do anything. There was even a precedent of killing more than a hundred soldiers. He was known as the 'Cold-Blooded General'.

His right eye was a prosthetic eye. Legend had it that he had removed it himself because of an abnormal infection.

Hansen explained the other party's situation to Zhang Jue in a low voice.

Zhang Jue nodded with a smile.

Fulvio was a coward, but he had sent a general who was ruthless to the enemy and even more ruthless to himself. Zhang Jue would not believe that he did not have any bad intentions.

On the other hand, the Church of the Shattered God had sent an old man with glasses to negotiate.

It was Hansen's first time seeing this person, but the foundation's database had his information.

The old man's name was Makefall, and he was one of the core leaders of the Church of the Shattered God.

The Church of the Shattered God had three major branches under its supreme leader, Robert Bamaro. The first was the Church of the Shattered God, the second was the Church of Gears, and the third was the Maxwell Sect.

This old man, Makefall, was originally a high-ranking member of the Church of Gears.

After Robert Bamaro unified the Church of the Shattered God, he assumed the position of a diplomat in the church.

However, to Zhang Jue's surprise, most of the believers of the Church of the Broken God had their bodies modified by machines, but this Markfor looked like a normal old man with a stooped body. It was impossible to tell which part of him had been mechanized.

While Zhang Jue was sizing up the two men, their gazes also fell on Zhang Jue.

Supported by a waiter, Makefall walked towards Zhang Jue.

"I presume you must be Zhang Jue from the SCP Foundation. Zhang Gu, I presume."

Makefall's voice was a little hoarse, but it was very kind, like the grandpa next door.

However, Zhang Jue wouldn't be fooled by his appearance. The battle between the three major factions of the Church of the Broken God was extremely fierce. For the old man to be able to stand tall in the middle of the whirlpool without falling, it was impossible for him to not have some tricks up his sleeve.

After all, those who played politics had dirty hearts.

However, it was naturally hard to say this out loud. Zhang Jue said, "Old man, do you know me?"

Makefall smiled slightly.

"Since the establishment of the SCP Foundation, there have only been a few people who have received the title of Star of the Foundation. No matter how ignorant this old man is, he knows the weight of this title. However, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be so young. You really are a young hero. "

Makefall had already grasped the true meaning of not hitting a smiling person.

He praised Zhang Jue a few times, but it was all for free. If it could make the enemy relax a little, then it would be worth it.

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