Violators Club

Chapter 726 The Pope
Chapter 725 His Majesty the Pope

handsome?
It's not that Chen Changqing has never seen a handsome man.

The 90s he lived in was the most glorious era for Xiangjiang.

There are countless handsome men and beautiful women, and the entire entertainment circle is full of volume. It does not mean how good-looking people in Xiangjiang are in this time period. In fact, the situation is the same everywhere. The key lies in Xiangjiang in the 90s. People from all over the world came here to develop .

For example, Zhang Jiahui, Hua Tsai's ancestral home is Lao Guang.

For example, the ancient costume ceiling on the next-door Bay Island is Jiao Laoda, whose ancestral home is the land of Qilu.

In fact, the 90s was really an era of incomparably brilliant high-value appearance.

Neon, who has a good life, has monsters like Takuya Kimura.

In Europe, there are even handsome guys like the young Depp.

But this is the first time Chen Changqing has seen such a handsome old man who can make people's eyes shine and even surprise him.

Wearing a black and purple windbreaker, his long white-gray hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

His eyes were deep, there were some wrinkles on both sides of his forehead, and a snow-white beard under his tall nose bridge, but he was not sloppy, but had a special aristocratic temperament, just like Nicholas II.

But because the facial features are too delicate, it is just like the perfect skill display of ancient Greek sculptors.

So the majesty of this kind of monarch is neutralized and replaced by a kind of God-like kindness, which makes people think of the old Berne Anderson, young is an angel, and old is God.

Even Chen Changqing couldn't help being amazed by this beauty and temperament.

With a magnetic voice, like a wandering poet singing in the Middle Ages, this super handsome old man looked at Chen Changqing:

"Of course, although I haven't seen her before, I can tell by her voice that she is a charming woman."

Chen Changqing's expression was somewhat helpless. Ever since someone saw him walking out of Zhaxi Liqi's house more than a month ago, such rumors have never stopped, because the frequency is too high, and now he has even given up explaining what up:

"Well, when I didn't say anything, you shouldn't be a local?"

The old handsome guy nodded, and he looked at Chen Changqing, his eyes were clear and deep like the Belize Blue Hole, full of mystery:
"That's right, I'm an explorer looking for the most important treasure in life."

The cold wind blows, and the town in December is as cold as ice skates.

Dark clouds shrouded the head, and heavy snow like goose feathers swept across the sky again. Chen Changqing patted the snowflakes on the blue sweater, and looked at the handsome old man thoughtfully:
"However, according to the law, the treasure you mentioned doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?"

The old handsome man shook his head, the wind mixed with snowflakes, blowing away his flowing white hair, the magnetic voice seemed to be singing a mysterious ancient proverb:

"Towering mountains, endless blue sea.

Boiling blood, nothing can stop an explorer's heart from pursuing treasure! "

Chen Changqing originally thought that this handsome old man would sing a poem, but the next moment the other party changed the subject. He shook the snow flakes from his hair, looking helpless: "Although in many cases, explorers and robbers behave differently. There is no difference."

Some things seem to be wrong, but they have a deep logic.

Explorers follow the law, but bandits don't listen to your lord.

Chen Changqing brought up the law, and the old handsome guy directly said that although I am an explorer who pursues treasures, I can also play the role of a robber by the way. This made Chen Changqing feel a little bit emotional, and said involuntarily:
"That's not like something a pope should say."

The old handsome guy, to be precise, should be called His Majesty the Pope False.

This may explain why his temperament is so outstanding, the old Pope is as majestic and kind as God.

Of course, this is also inseparable from his equally outstanding appearance.

As for Chen Changqing?

Pope Phalsai shook his head and smiled freely. He changed from a kind and majestic God to a rascal but cute old urchin:
"It was all 200 years ago, and the pope is not me now."

I have to say, this is really a world that looks at faces. If you want to change to Dracula's voice and smile, even if Chen Changqing doesn't give him a big fight, you will have to spray a few words, but if you change it to Farr Pope Sai?

It has to be said that this man's appearance and temperament are so good that Chen Changqing has a good impression of him.

After thinking about it, Chen Changqing finally said:
"Let's go."

Pope Falsa was stunned for a moment, he looked at Chen Changqing with a surprised expression:
"Red oak?"

Chen Changqing understood the meaning in the eyes of the other party, which made him frown involuntarily:
"You don't want to do it now, do you?"

Pope Falsai's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands suddenly, and made a look of joy: "This proposal is very good, I am now with old arms and legs, I am afraid it will be difficult to hit two."

It is not far from the Red Oak base, but it is also 45 kilometers away.

If there is a real fight, it will be difficult for Dracula to find out the distance and the aftermath of the battle in the first place. Suppose Chen Changqing can really be solved here?
For Pope False, it is definitely a favorable thing.

After all, one-on-one and one-on-two, and everyone is still half-god, the strength of the former and the latter can be said to be very different.

As for Chen Changqing?
The forward footsteps stopped, turned to look at the pope, and couldn't help but look at the other's outstanding face:

"You can try."

The familiar gaze reminded Pope False of his glory days when he was young.

I have to say that with such a face, he is really a sinful man.

But compared to reminiscing about the past, Chen Changqing's eager expression at this moment made him a little helpless: "Are all young people nowadays so brave?"

Chen Changqing shrugged, looking very expectant:

"That's why they are called young people. If you are not brave, how can you do it?"

倒不是说自己的颜值差，青菜萝卜各有所爱，有喜欢老帅哥，自然也有喜欢小鲜肉，但出于同性相斥理论，陈长青真的很期待看到老帅哥被揍的一脸Looking embarrassed.

Speaking of Dracula back then, he couldn't help but fight with Pope False because he was so handsome, right?
On the other hand, Pope False, although his expression was a little moved, but he didn't know what was the reason for it?

With a huge advantage, he shook his head in the end, with a bit of regret on his face: "Forget it, peace is the most important thing. Anyway, I am also the former Pope. It is not good to fight and kill."

As he spoke, under Chen Changqing's slightly disappointed eyes, Pope Falsa gracefully made a gesture of invitation.

This made Chen Changqing a little stunned. He looked at the Pope False in front of him, and for some reason, he always felt that the Guang Zhengwei-looking Pope in front of him had nothing to hold back in his stomach. His smile brought With a hint of evil taste.

But when soldiers come, it will stop it, and water will come to cover it.

Chen Changqing didn't care about this either. With a gust of howling wind, under the gloomy sky, a bright and friendly smile appeared on Chen Changqing's face:

"Okay!"

(End of this chapter)