Zhang Dabiao gave the order, and several people immediately jumped down from the tree.
Shigang stood at the front and took care of the two little guards at the door first.
Then the group of people entered the manor without any scruples.
The guards scattered throughout the manor were all in a daze. They only came to their senses when they saw Zhang Dabiao and the others.
"Who are you?" the correctional leader glared at Zhang Dabiao and shouted.
"It's really sad that the people in the Holy See are so lax!" Zhang Dabiao replied with a smile.
"Shut up! How dare you insult our Holy See?" The leader yelled angrily, took out his dagger and stared at Zhang Dabiao fiercely.
"I don't want to embarrass you. Go call the Pope and tell him that we want to see him!"
"What the hell are you doing? You dare to order our Pope?" one of the young guards said angrily.
Zhang Dabiao snorted coldly and shot out a silver needle.
The silver needle went straight towards the little guard's neck, and then the little guard fell to the ground without breathing.
Seeing Zhang Dabiao's skill, the leader of the discipline was excited all over.
Needless to say, these people can't beat each other at all.
"What exactly are you going to do?"
"I told you, let your Pope come to see me!"
"The Pope is not in the Holy See at the moment!"
"I know this," Zhang Dabiao glanced at the other party, "Now that the pope, saints, and archbishops are not in the Holy See, isn't it a good time to bring the Holy See under control?"
"You!" The discipline leader was speechless for a moment.
However, he knew in his heart that this man was very skilled, and if the Pope came back at this time, he would not get anything good from him.
"We are just small guards, how can we know the Pope's whereabouts? If you want to see him, just go find him yourself!" The leader of the guards turned his head sideways, not daring to look at Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao was about to speak when he was stopped by Shi Gang beside him.
"Team leader, leave these minions to us!"
"Okay, let them teach you a lesson!"
"yes!"
Shi Gang smiled secretly and came to the guards in black.
"I'm warning you, you'd better obey our team leader's instructions, otherwise, your life will not be saved!"
"Threatening us with this? Do you think we in the Holy See are greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"Otherwise? Your core figures are not in the Holy See, so what confidence do you have to compete with us?"
"It's really too much!" The leader of the discipline waved his hand behind him.
Immediately afterwards, several young guards took daggers and stabbed at the stone hillock.
The two men were very fast and soon approached the stone hillock.
Shi Gang did not move, only staring at these two people.
To ordinary people, the speed of these two people is indeed amazing, but their enemy is Shigang.
In Shi Gang's eyes, the speed of these two people was not worth mentioning.
Just when the daggers in the hands of the two men were only a few centimeters away from Shigang, Shigang suddenly jumped up and kicked the two men hard in the face.
There was a loud bang, and the two of them were kicked several meters away. After that, they both vomited blood and fell silent.
When the leader of the discipline saw this scene, his heart palpitated, but he still had the courage to shout: "You are such a bully! We in the Holy See are not all soft persimmons!"
Shigang landed firmly on the ground and smiled sarcastically, "Okay, then call out your hard persimmons and let me squeeze them!"
After hearing his words, the discipline leader did not dare to take any action for a while.
This man's kung fu was terrifying, and the young guards behind him were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Although he was the leader of the guards, he knew that his fate might be the same as the two people just now.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are everyone silent now?"
Shi Gang put away the smile on his face and looked at the discipline leader with sharp eyes, "Now that we have reached this point, why don't you call your Pope back?"
"We have been loyal to the Pope for generations and will never let him come back and be put in danger now!"
"In other words, are you willing to exchange your lives for the safety of the Pope and are you willing to be killed by us?"
Shi Gang looked at the correctional leader. Although there was a smile on his face, he looked sinister.
The discipline leader was also hesitant.
He has been a member of the Holy See for a long time, so he knows how much the Pope values the Holy See.
But the group of people in front of them are very strong. If the Pope really comes back, he may not be able to do anything good.
Zhang Dabiao glanced at him, then flashed, and the next second he was standing in front of the discipline leader, holding his neck tightly with both hands.
"What are you going to do?" The correctional leader felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then had difficulty breathing.
"Send the news to your Pope immediately. If he doesn't come back, I will burn this place to the ground!"
"Okay, okay, let me go first..." The chief of discipline's face was swollen and red because of difficulty in breathing.
Zhang Dabiao let go of his hand and threw the man several meters away.
The head of discipline covered his neck, breathing heavily while his mind was rapidly thinking of ways to deal with it.
A few days ago, the three bishops sent news that they would return to the Holy See tomorrow. As long as the bishops come back, the Holy See will be saved.
All he has to do now is delay.
"I will contact the Pope now, but the Pope is far away and won't be back in a short time. Why don't you wait in the Holy See?"
"Wait a minute?" Zhang Dabiao sneered, "Isn't your procrastination technique too obvious?"
The head of the discipline laughed a few times and said, "It's not that I delayed on purpose, it's just that the Pope really can't come back. You can stay here and we'll wait for the Pope together."
Zhang Dabiao snorted coldly, came to the Pope's seat, and then looked around like an ant.
"Contact the Pope now, I will wait for him!"
"I..." The correctional leader's face darkened and he didn't know how to respond.
At this time, a man came over and whispered a few words in his ear, and his expression improved.
"Can this situation really bring the Pope back? Are you sure?" the head of discipline asked again worriedly.
"Just tell the Pope the truth. He will definitely think of a countermeasure. Besides, you should know the purpose of the Pope's trip."
These words were like a reassurance, filling the discipline leader's heart with confidence.
He was frightened by Zhang Dabiao and others just now, so he forgot about this.
Isn't the Pope going out this time to help rescue the soldiers? Besides, the three bishops will also return to the Holy See tomorrow, and the core figures have returned one after another. What else does he have to worry about?
And he is contacting the Pope now. Presumably when the Pope returns to the Holy See, the bishops will also return.
Until then, why should we be afraid of these people in front of us?
Zhang Dabiao had clearly heard the conversation between the two men, and he said impatiently, "Contact the Pope quickly, don't make me impatient!"