Tokugawa Totaro chuckled softly, "It's very interesting. The signature of this Shin Shuluo is actually the young master of the Oda family. Is that old guy Oda no Akira already old? Or he was scared and wanted to send his son to die. But it seems that our young master Oda has not yet grown up completely, what do you think?"
The elders of the Tokugawa family also shook their shoulders and laughed with a few ridicule in their laughter, "It's not just that I haven't grown up, I don't even have hair."
"The Oda family is going to be destroyed in the hands of this stupid boy."
"Let's cut off his head quickly and send it to his father as a gift."
Toyotomi Waxaki smiled tactfully, "We could have won more easily, but unfortunately, all of our blood friends have returned. It seems that we are the only ones who are facing the enemy. Brother Tokugawa, what do you mean?"
Tokugawa Kaede pressed his hand gently on the hilt of his waist and laughed in a low voice, "Is that going to say, in this case, we still rely on the blood clan, we are too lacking in the spirit of Bushido. Our number of warriors is twice that of the other party, and the ninja family also participates in the war. The ninjas of the Oda family have been destroyed by us. There is only a team of troops led by Master Sifu. That poor guy seems to be the master of one of the Muramasa. You and I work together to kill him, then kill all his troops, and then kill all the way to Kusanagi Castle. I told me, it's that simple."
Toyotomi Waxki clapped his hands, "Yes, that's it, so let's prepare too. After all, our ancestors fought for hundreds of years to a few days. Tomorrow is the end of the Oda family. Let's use the brightest blade to see off our old friends."
The candlelight was swaying and indoors, and another burst of laughter sounded.
Just as the midnight bell rang, a gray sedan parked near an ancient church on the outskirts of S City. Xiao Lin held a cigarette in his mouth and stretched his head out of the car window to look at the church in the night in the distance, and asked, "Is it this?"
"Yes, head." A secret agent replied, "This church was built in the Republic of China and was built by a group of British priests who came to China to preach. It was still the British concession. I have checked it. Until today, all the clergy in this church are British, and none of them are Chinese. The church cleaners were also hired from Britain."
Xiao Lin snorted, "It's strange, why didn't this thing be removed after the liberation of the ten years of turmoil? It's a miracle to preserve it until now. Damn, since these foreign monks are so arrogant, they will leave without having to put on the bed and leave. What kind of teaching will be taught to the Chinese nation?"
The agent continued to report, "I checked it. Nowadays, the churches in China that have been preserved for more than 60 years have been like this. They live in it. It is a bit too coincidental. Logically speaking, in that era, foreigners who stayed in China would be taken to the court as spies to be shot. How did these foreign monks keep their church?"
"Hehe, that's because with the weak power of you tiny humans, you can't move them."
A sinister voice suddenly sounded from outside. When everyone turned their heads, they saw three foreign elderly men wearing black robes, snow-white hair, black skin and wrinkled faces standing outside the car window, looking at them maliciously.
Hell! It was late at night, there was no one on the street. When did these three old men come over? A frightened agent was about to draw his gun, but Xiao Lin held it down with one hand.
Xiao Lin took his men out of the car and looked up. He saw that these three looked no different from ordinary old men. They were nothing more than shriveled figures and wrinkles on their faces. However, on the thin fingers of the three, their black nails were three inches long, and they were wearing strange black robes. They didn't know how many years had they been washed, and they emitted a heavy smell of mold.
In fact, it was the other party's intention to meet at this time, of course it was conveyed by Lin Chen. Xiao Lin also felt that it was OK. There were few pedestrians on the street at midnight. If something happened, it would avoid more witnesses.
Grieg looked at the young people with strange eyes, laughed a few times, and said fluently in Chinese, "You guys don't believe in the existence of the Holy See. Humph, for Lin's sake, we will help you. However, young man, there is a condition that everyone in this church will die later, you should not have any objection."
Grig's sharp voice and gloomy laughter were like an old ghost crawling out of the grave. Even though the agents were brave, they were so shocked that they could not speak at this moment. Xiao Lin hesitated and nodded. If the priest in this church really had some superpower, it proved that Lin Chen had no need to be polite to them anymore.
Grieg smiled with satisfaction and walked towards the church gate with Falkes and Fleck. Fleck smiled and said, "I didn't expect there were also lackeys from the Holy See here. It was really a fatty meat that came to my door."
Grig said, "Don't you know? The old bastard of the Pope's conspiracy is to make all human beings in the world his believers, otherwise why would they send so many missionaries around the world to proclaim God everywhere?"
Falx snorted, "It's a pity that there are at most some low-level priests like that. Any white-clothed bishop can at least be more fun."
Fleck giggled, "Satisfied, Falkers, it would be nice to find so many little lambs to relieve us. Thanks to Lin, we are almost bored these days, so we need to vent our best today."
The three of them stood outside the church gate. Falkes waved his hand and opened a dark barrier to seal the surrounding space. Fleck laughed sharply, "The lackeys of the Holy See, the great Lord Satan has come to purify your souls. Come out and die quickly."
A few seconds later, with the sound of a sing, the church gate suddenly opened, and white holy lights shot towards Falks and the others. The three of them immediately began to flee in a panic, pretending to be wiped by the holy lights, and shouted in panic, "No, it's a great priest! The other party's strength is too strong, retreat quickly! Who told us that there are only a few priests in this church?"
At the door opened, a priest held the cross in his left hand and the Bible in his right hand. He looked solemn, leading more than a dozen priests behind him who sang hymns sings, and walked out in great strides. The other party's "Great Father" made him feel so comfortable. There have always been only archbishops in white and archbishops in cardinals. No one has ever said priests to the great priests. It seems that his holy power is too strong, and they beat these pagans to cry for their parents. How can they let the other party go at this moment? They shouted, "You evil sinners dare to run to God's throne. Now accept God's punishment!" After that, he waved his hand and another holy light hit the other party.