I didn’t know what Sophia’s purpose was in asking this, so I responded casually: “Just ordinary friends, what’s wrong?”
"Just ask."
She flipped her hair: "As far as I know, Mr. Zhuo has been active in the Far East during the Tsarist Russia, so she is at least over a hundred years old this year. Mr. Gu is her friend. Is it possible that Mr. Gu is also a centenarian?"
Sophia's hair color is relatively light, and it is not difficult to bleach it. She dyed her long milk-brown hair.
I should not say that this hair color really irritates me, especially when I lift my hair, I immediately look like a royal sister.
I looked at her hair and replied: "No, your sister and I are about the same age, not a few years older than you. We have been friends with Zhuo Yi for many years."
"Oh, that's it."
She seemed to realize that I liked her hair, so she tilted her head slightly to let her hair fall towards me: "There is another question. Based on the Holy See's understanding of you, Mr. Zhuo should be a demon cultivator.
Good and evil are incompatible. Since Mr. Gu belongs to the Taoist camp of the decent camp, he should be incompatible with Mr. Gu, the evil cultivator, but why did you become friends? "
"We have to talk about this."
I withdrew my gaze from her and glanced at the caravan in front of me that was getting further away: "Good and evil cannot be defined. Demons are not necessarily bad. Some people actually don't want to become demons, but they are just forced to become demons by fate.
Not all Taoists are good people. I have met a lot of scum. For example, you Orthodox Christians, who claim to be messengers of God, must think that you are the righteous party.
But aren’t there any bad people in your team? Not necessarily. If the Pushkin family is not bad people, then why are you, the Romanov family, so hard on others?”
Sofia shook her head slightly: "This is a normal power struggle. We just want to beat the Pushkin family and have no intention of killing them all.
Including the Suvorov family in the south, three families have been competing for power for hundreds of years, but we are still loyal believers in God. Once we encounter an invasion by pagans, we will still unite to fight against the outside world."
I always feel like her words are hitting me hard.
The pagans invaded. Aren’t Zhuo Yi and I just pagans?
But I don’t accept this either: “Then it can only be explained by cultural differences.”
Seeing that I was not interested in continuing the conversation, Sophia started to find a topic again: "By the way, Mr. Gu, as I just mentioned your identity, I can ask my friends at the Immigration Bureau to help you get the long-term residence procedures.
Normally, it takes three to five years to apply for it, but as I say hello, Mr. Gu can get it within three days if everything goes well, and there will be no need to enter the country illegally in the future."
She said that, why can't I understand what she means?
Not bothering to pretend to be confused, he asked her directly: "Miss Sophia has helped me so much, tell me, what do you want from me?"
"It's nothing, I just want to make you a friend."
She even leaned closer to me as she spoke: "My uncle and I both admire young and promising people like Mr. Gu, and hope that we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future."
As the saying goes, showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
I don't believe that I have such great charm that Sophia, a saint, and Alexander, a bishop, can take the initiative to make friends with me.
So I decided to reject her: "Miss Sophia, there is an old saying in China: No reward for no reward. You are so good at Chinese, you should understand what this sentence means.
So if you give me a green card for no reason, I definitely can’t take it. You’d better tell me what you want to do.”
She still insisted on what she just said: "I really have no other meaning. To say the least, Mr. Gu and Mr. Zhuo just gave my uncle such an expensive gift. Since you two are good friends, I will use this long-term residence procedure
Is it reasonable to think of it as a return gift to the two of you?"
"Hmm...that's okay if you want to say it."
I was quite thick-skinned, so I followed her words and said, "Well, I won't be polite to you anymore. With this thing, at least your sister won't have to catch me when we meet again in the future. We don't owe each other anything."
"My sister is also responsible. Don't be offended, Mr. Gu."
Sofia nodded slightly at me. With this little episode, the distance between us has become much closer.
But I didn’t want to give her a chance to take advantage of me, so I kept chatting and asked her why her Chinese was so good and whether she had studied in China before.
Then she told me that she actually never went to college and received education within the family.
One of the two sisters majored in Chinese and the other in English. The family originally wanted one of them to be responsible for Europe and the other for the Far East.
But Anna was rebellious and hated the life in the Holy See, so she chose to leave the family and go far away, hiding her name and working as a police officer in Hailanpao.
The Far East has always been controlled by the Pushkin family, and the Romanov family could not reach out. In addition, Sofia was recognized by God during her coming-of-age ceremony, so she became a saint of the Orthodox Church.
I have a question: "I heard that you saints don't live long. Very few of you can live beyond thirty. The world is so beautiful, don't you want to live a few more years?"
When answering this question, a pious look appeared on Sophia's face: "No, we are much luckier than others. We can be led to heaven by God in our twenties. This is a great honor.
We are born with sin, but it is God’s persistence that allows us to receive grace; believe in God, praise God, dedicate everything you have to God, and let God wash away our sins and save our souls. This is the ultimate salvation.”
Good guy, I can't stand her fanatic's remarks if they are true.
There was no way to debate the Bible with these religious lunatics, and I was too lazy to continue. Just as I was about to change the subject, the glass on Sophia's side of the car suddenly made a loud bang, and a circular spider web of cracks appeared.
"What?"
I frowned and reached out to touch: "It was broken by a stone..."
'Bang!'
Another crack appeared on the glass. Just when I was confused, Sophia suddenly exclaimed: "Get down quickly, this is the mark of a bullet!"
"bullet?"
I had never seen such a battle before. I heard dense sounds appearing in all directions, like exploding beans. After a few seconds, the car glass was covered with spider webs, and I couldn't see clearly what was outside.
Just when I was confused, Sophia rushed up to me and pinned me down: "Wait a minute, I'm calling for backup now."
"Call backup?"
I was even more confused: "Aren't you a saint? Can't you deal with a few broken guns?"
"The ritual of borrowing divine power takes time, and I don't have time to pray now."
As she explained, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed: "Don't worry, this car is bulletproof, we..."
There was a "crash" sound, which was the sound of glass breaking.
Before I could finish saying this, a bullet flying from the front left shattered the window of the car, hitting the priest sitting in the driver's seat directly on the head. His brain mixed with blood spattered both of us.
I was numb: "Didn't you say this car is bulletproof?"