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Chapter 943

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It's easy for us to ignore the pain.

The flowers outside the Municipal Opera House had already withered and been cleaned up, and the memorial words written by the mourners on the wall of the Opera House had also been erased.

There was an endless stream of cars on the street outside, and the renovation project inside the Opera House had reached the final stage. In about a week, the Opera House would be able to operate again.

At this time, San Francesco was standing on the third floor, looking around the stage of the Opera House. He was so silent that it was scary — he didn't find what he wanted.

That day, when Roger had hijacked the opera house, he had died in the hands of some unknown person. When he finally arrived, one of Roger's keys had disappeared, but the document that recorded the nuclear warhead was still found.

Since San Francesco could find the document, it meant that the fact that Roger had a nuclear warhead was not exposed — in that case, why couldn't they find the key?

Judging from the situation at that time, since he couldn't find it on Roger, and there was no possibility that the secret had been discovered and taken away by someone else, then San Francesco could only think of one possibility: Roger finally hid it somewhere in the opera house.

That was why he ordered his men to secretly monitor this place as soon as possible. He also used his identity as a philanthropist to fund the renovation of this opera house.

During this period, no one came. Later, the government used some means to interrogate the bandits on that day. Finally, they got the information and arrested all the remaining members of Roger's gang — it could be said that the possibility of the key being leaked was extremely small.

"Where the hell is it …" San Francesco put his hands on the wall of the stand, frowning.

Although the search of the opera house could not be said to have been thorough, it was to the extent that they had checked all the seats and chairs.

"Father."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind San Francesco. He turned around — it was Ke Sini.

San Francesco looked at his watch, and then said indifferently, "You're late."

Ke Sini apologized at this time, "I'm sorry, father. Something happened on the way, so I cleaned up a few small fries before coming here."

"Is it the people from the Drug Enforcement Agency?" San Francesco frowned.

Ke Sini said, "They've been very stubborn recently, but today I've already done as you instructed and stopped all business. I've also told those big shots not to sell anything for the time being … They've all agreed. I'll go into hiding for a while. "

San Francesco nodded, then sneered, "The country next to us is really good at framing people … They put the blame on me when something happened to them. It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, I will destroy their economy! "

"What should we do next?" Ke Sini asked seriously.

Saint-Franc continued to sneer: "Tell the people in the factory to work overtime and mass produce for me!"

Ke Sini was puzzled. "We've already stopped doing business. Why do we still need to mass produce?"

At this time, Saint Franco said indifferently: "Since they have already pushed the responsibility to me, then I can only make something that doesn't exist exist. Since they don't want to do business here, I'll do business with them … I'll just take it as collecting some interest first! A large number of zombie-like drug addicts appeared in hospitals? I'll turn their whole society into real 'zombies'! "

Saint-Franc suddenly laughed strangely, then walked to Ke Sini and reached out to lift her hair, "Go dress up. Next, accompany me to meet someone."

Ke Sini showed a puzzled expression.

Saint-Franc said, "To meet a faker who's been very popular in the upper class recently."

Ke Sini said, "Father, you mean the messenger of God from the 'Baki Cult'?"

Saint-Franc nodded, "'Baki Cult' … I'm looking for Baki, but a messenger of God suddenly popped up recently, and he doesn't show his real face … Interesting, interesting."

Ke Sini hurriedly said, "Father, do you think this messenger of God is Baki himself?"

Saint-Franc shook his head, "I'm not sure. I have to see him in person to know. If he is really Baki, with my understanding of this slippery guy, he can't hide — but, whether he is Baki or not, one thing is certain now. "

Looking at Ke Sini who was listening attentively, Saint-Franc said expressionlessly, "It is this cult that has an inestimable influence at present … Its believers are almost all members of the upper class. Recently, even some high-ranking officials have quietly joined in."

Ke Sini was stunned, "Even the officials … How can the government allow this to happen?"

Saint-Franc sneered, "That's the strange part. The government … especially the security department, doesn't seem to care about this matter at all. It makes me wonder who's behind the church."

"If this is the case, then it is necessary to make friends with this messenger of God." Ke Sini nodded, "Father, your ultimate goal now is to ascend to the throne of the country's president. If you have a large number of upper class people and high-ranking officials behind you …"

Saint-Franc reached out and stroked Ke Sini's face, then suddenly said, "I heard this messenger of God likes the devotion of female believers. Go dress up."

Ke Sini nodded in silence.





Manor.

It had been changed from the villa of Mr. Bezon, an ordinary rich man, to a magnificent manor — of course, this manor was also provided by another believer for free for the 'messenger of God' to live in.

Almost all of them were young and beautiful girls, like a country of women — especially the place for the believers' blessings, which had been remodeled into a temple hall.

At this time, in this temple of blessings, the 'messenger of God' was sitting on a specially built huge chair, surrounded by several beautiful girls.

These beautiful girls were selected after many rounds of selections. They were also required to wear gauze dresses as a symbol of purity.

There were all kinds of styles. Recently, they had even begun to write articles on etiquette. Even Mr. Bezon, who was the first to be appointed as a servant of God, had now begun to organize the daily words of the 'messenger of God' and began to edit the doctrine of the church.

"Unexpectedly …"

Sitting on the 'throne,' Buggy sighed. At first, he just wanted to live a comfortable life, but now, he had become a 'messenger of God' who meant what he said.

He didn't even need to do anything every day. He just needed to cast a blessing spell, and he could wait for the believers' faith to enter his account. Then, he just needed to use the faith and the club to buy something.

For example, he needed to buy the kind of meat that he couldn't stop eating. Another example was that he recently bought a charm spell, so that the believers could be more devout to him from the bottom of their hearts. However, it seemed that after using the charm spell, the believers' faith was still generated, but the quality seemed to have decreased.

But now, the number of believers was increasing. Compared to the increase in quantity, the decrease in quality was not important for the time being, right?

"I wonder if I can buy a demon to play with when I have more faith?" Buggy rubbed his chin, feeling a little restless.

Of course, he didn't want to play with the ordinary demons. Because he had a contract with Lucifer, Buggy had played exciting sex games with the descendants of several low-level demons and humans. But he was almost the same as them, and it took him more than half a month to recover.

If he wanted to play, of course, he wanted to play with Charlotte's level. It would be best if he could play with Charlotte herself.

At this time, Bucky stood up from his' divine throne '. Recently, it seemed that because he continued to buy that magical meat, Bucky felt that his body had become abnormally strong.

He didn't have any muscles, but now that he took off his clothes, his well-defined muscles could be seen.

At this time, several beautiful girls sat on the ground and leaned in front of Buggy's legs. There was only admiration left in their eyes … Anyway, there was no one here. Just as Buggy was thinking about how to properly study life with these beautiful girls here, very clear footsteps came from below the palace.

You Ye, dressed in a maid costume, walked slowly. The black leather shoes stepped on the floor with a sound.

Buggy glanced at the beautiful girls beside him and found that they were like petrified. Buggy shook his head, then took off the mask on his face and walked down from the 'throne.'

"Isn't this the most honorable Miss You Ye?" Buggy opened his hands. Of course, he didn't intend to hug the maid. It was just an expression of welcome.

'I don't know if I'll be able to earn enough Faith Power when I can no longer just buy Charlotte to play with …'

A trace of greed flashed in Buggy's eyes.

But in an instant, Buggy felt a sense of suffocation. Death seemed to be in front of him, making his heart beat wildly and his body break out in cold sweat.

You Ye looked at Buggy indifferently at this time, "Did you think of anything strange just now?"

Bucky suddenly shivered and hurriedly flattered, "I was thinking that your boss is really a lucky person to have such a beautiful servant by his side!"

Miss Maid smiled slightly and didn't look at Buggy. She just looked up at the decoration style here.

Buggy quietly wiped the cold sweat at this time. He rolled his eyes and said, "Miss You Ye, in fact, when you come next time, you don't need to freeze these girls. They are already my slaves. Even if they see you, they won't have any reaction … They are just my toys now. "

"I'm afraid the next time will be a long time later." You Ye shook her head at this time.

Buggy was stunned. He thought of something and suddenly said in surprise, "A long time later? Why … Miss You Ye, are you leaving? That won't do! If you leave, what should I do in the future? "

You Ye said indifferently, "My master just asked me to be your assistant. Now, with the development of your church, there are some results. And your fanatical believers will also help you very well, so I don't intend to give you any help for free in the future."

"This … this …" Buggy frowned. After quickly weighing in his heart, he finally nodded helplessly, "Okay then …"

You Ye continued at this time, "But don't worry, although we will leave here temporarily, we will never let you not buy anything."

With that, You Ye waved her hand. Then, a tablet suddenly appeared in front of Buggy.

Buggy took it and looked at You Ye with some confusion.

"It's just specially prepared for you. After you open it, there will be some useful things that I have calculated. If you want to buy, just click on it. This tablet can be regarded as a mobile purchase port of our shop."

"So convenient …" Buggy began to try to operate the interface of the tablet in surprise. At the same time, he found a series of numbers in the upper right corner of the screen. Buggy subconsciously counted, "One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand …"

"No need to count." Miss Maid said indifferently, "The numbers above are the faith units you have now. This tablet is linked to your Mitre. It can automatically calculate your faith unit quota. In addition, what you are looking at now is only the price list of general goods. There is also the interface of special goods — special goods need to be negotiated separately. "

Buggy fiddled for a while and suddenly found the magical meat that he liked to eat on the general goods. He immediately clicked on the icon without hesitation.

A box popped up to indicate the number of units to be purchased … The maximum number of units at a time seemed to be 99.

Buggy thought for a moment, directly bought two sets, and then pressed the button to confirm. In the past, this thing was sold for 50 units, so two sets of 100 units was not a problem.

After Buggy finished his selection, a halo suddenly appeared above his head, and then two pieces of fresh meat fell directly to the ground. Buggy caught them with one hand, and his face lit up with joy. "This is really convenient!"

But Buggy's face quickly stiffened, and he frowned, "Miss You Ye, is there a bug in your terminal? Why did I deduct 107 units of faith from my side? Two sets are obviously only 100 units! "

"The extra is the delivery fee," You Ye looked at Buggy and said coldly, "Buggy, have you heard of a free delivery service? Or do you have any dissatisfaction with me? "

"No, no! I promise not! "Buggy quickly shook his head.

"That's good." Miss Maid smiled sweetly at this time.

Buggy's breathing quickened again. It was not that he had any thoughts about this beautiful smile, but he knew too well how terrible this woman's smile was.

"Well, that's it for today. Use your mobile terminal well. If it is broken, the repair fee will be deducted. "

"I see." Buggy nodded.

Miss Maid turned and left at this time. Buggy breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, before leaving, Miss Maid suddenly turned around and said quickly, "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. That is, this terminal is not for you, but for you to rent. A month's rent is 800 faith units … Then, work hard. "

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