Violators Club

Chapter 729 Damn it! ! !
In a word, stir up the situation.

With burning eyes, the imposing Dracula froze.

Pope False, who was helpless next to him, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a shortcut to success, he quickly said:

"I like young people who are open-minded and ask for advice."

Chen Changqing cleared his throat, subconsciously intending to push the gold-rimmed eye sockets on the bridge of his nose, and then he threw away the gold-rimmed glasses after remembering Europe, although this will affect the subsequent emotional mobilization.

But in general, it doesn't really hurt:
"It's not a big problem, I just have some doubts. As Scotty's godfather, if you take the child away, whose godfather will I be?"

Pope Falsa's eyes lit up, he seemed to understand what Chen Changqing meant, and quickly said:

"Spas False, how about being her godfather? Roman means hope, the goddess of hope in ancient Greek myths and legends."

In the view of Pope False, the worst situation is that Dracula rushed up to stop him, and Chen Changqing took advantage of this time to take Scotty away and destroy the Red Oak Castle, even if he finally killed Dracula, It's also a chicken-and-egg fight, and nothing is gained.

The world is big, but it's also small. It's impossible for me to attack human cities on a large scale. Even as a noble pope, this kind of behavior will bring disaster.

But if Chen Changqing is willing to talk to himself?

The previous Pope False never thought of wooing Chen Changqing. He didn't think he had any advantage. The bargaining chips he could give were not much different from Dracula's, and even worse than the other party in some aspects.

For example, the knowledge information of Red Oak Castle.

Of course, the power of the Holy See is definitely stronger than that of the Blood Race, but Chen Changqing, as a member of the ancient eastern country, seems to have no difference between the power of the Blood Race and the Holy See in the eyes of the other party.

But at this moment, Pope Falsai really wanted to win over Chen Changqing.

On the contrary, Dracula next to him frowned slightly, looking like he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, as Pope Falsa's voice fell.

Chen Changqing shook his head, frowned slightly, with a look of dislike:
"Spas? I don't think that's a good name."

Spas is indeed the goddess of hope, but this goddess of hope seems a bit miserable.

It is rumored that after Pandora was created, Zeus ordered Hermes to bring her to Epimetheus, Prometheus' younger brother, in order to avenge Prometheus for stealing fire.

Under the command of Zeus, the gods each gave Pandora a gift.Including curiosity, ignorance, lies, vanity, etc. are all hidden in a box, and this box is called Pandora's box.

And when the box was opened, all kinds of disasters came one after another.

The panicked Pandora was terrified, and quickly closed the box, but it was too late, all the terrible things ran out, only hope was locked in the box, and this is the goddess of hope - Spas, a locked up Goddess in a box!

And as Chen Changqing's voice fell, Pope Falsai also realized that the name was not very good.

Of course, as a knowledgeable Pope, he can even remember the name of an extremely unpopular ice and snow goddess like Scotty in Norse mythology, but he can't remember the famous hope locked in Pandora's Box?

Did you say that on purpose? Only the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see wisdom.

But anyway, since Chen Changqing doesn't like this name?

Pope False didn't force it either. Instead of being angry, he said with a smile: "Well, this name is not very good, what do you think? Say it boldly, I believe it will be great!"

Chen Changqing glanced at Pope False, and although he felt a little funny in his heart, he still said solemnly:

"Scotty, I think this name is very good, what do you think?"

After the words fell, Pope False's face darkened, and as his eyes changed for a while, his expression became very scary:
"Are you kidding me?!"

Chen Changqing shook his head, cleared his throat, and said solemnly:

"No, I've never had this kind of thought. It just feels a bit wrong. Have you noticed that the current situation is like a fairy tale? There are protagonists, villains, and a supporting role who has no name and is only responsible for promoting the story. "

Dracula next to him frowned, looking at Chen Changqing with a bit of joy and worry:
"so?"

There is already one irrational idiot now, and he doesn't want Falsai to become like himself. Adding fuel to the flames is definitely an extremely dangerous thing for a false god who is a level above himself .

Chen Changqing, who was not far away, didn't seem to realize that he was dancing on the tip of the knife, and said seriously:
"An excellent story, in addition to dramatic conflicts, also needs ups and downs of the plot, the overall coherence, as silky and smooth as breathing."

Dracula next to him curled his lips. Although his eyes were filled with deep worry, he continued following Chen Changqing's words:
"Without your interruption, the story will advance to a climax."

Chen Changqing nodded and gave the old vampire a look of approval.

In fact, if this is a stage play, Dracula chooses to fight Pope Farsay to the end for his daughter Scotty, and finally dies heroically. This scene is definitely the highlight of the tear.

The tragic character, the once insidious, cunning and ruthless devil finally completed self-salvation under the influence of his daughter.

Although it is a bit vulgar, the story should have drawn the curtain here.

It's just that the appearance of Chen Changqing changed the direction of the plot. Looking at Dracula not far away, he said seriously:

"Having said that, in the story just now, you are the protagonist."

The subtext is that he doesn't like the arrangement.

And standing in the snowstorm, watching Chen Changqing and Dracula acting quietly, Pope Falsa.

At this moment, his emotions are approaching the critical point of eruption, his eyes are gloomy, his expression is gloomy as if dripping water, his deep voice is like a volcano about to erupt, full of danger and smoke:
"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Chen Changqing shook his head. Following his gaze, he looked around. The howling cold wind rolled up countless snowflakes, which made the corners of his mouth curl up, and his eyes flashed with excitement:
"Any supporting actor who doesn't want to be the leading role is not a good actor!

Alright, everyone get out of the way, the real protagonist is about to appear, the director is gone, the lighting is ready, the BGM starts, the master is going to add a play to himself! ! ! "

What are you kidding, why, as the strongest self, can only condescend to be a supporting role?
There is also Dracula's funny self-movement, and Pope Phalsey's arrogant arrogance. Do these two old guys really think that they are the protagonists?
The voice fell, and the roar of the sky sounded——

"Boom!"

There was a violent roar, and the ground trembled crazily. In the horrified eyes of others, it was like a huge monster waking up from the depths of the permafrost!

Accompanied by heat waves one after another, the snow on the ground began to melt, and the frozen lake next to it, because of the sudden rise in temperature, cracked one after another, like a round of brilliant sun, and like a spewing super volcano.

The woolen sweater on his body spontaneously ignited due to the high temperature, and the surrounding radius was five meters, and the terrifying heat rose.

Let alone falling snowflakes, even firewood can be ignited.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or Chen Changqing deliberately caused a hole in the dark clouded sky, and the golden sunlight fell on Chen Changqing's strong body like a marble sculpture.

The six-pack abs have clear water chestnuts, and the muscle lines are graceful and masculine. Under the sunlight, they exude a light golden brilliance, really like a god in myths and legends!
Dracula: "?"

Staring blankly at Chen Changqing who was not far away, he felt the sense of crisis in the other party that was no less than, no, stronger than that of Pope False, and he only realized Chen Changqing's true strength at this moment.

Although the chest is as wide as the sky and the earth is wide, and the belly is full of poetry and calligraphy, but at this moment, thousands of words are finally gathered into one sentence——

"Fuck!!!"