Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 176 Assassination ([-])

Little Naughty walked in the buffet area, holding a plate in one hand and a shelf in the other, picking up his favorite delicacies.

People who come to this cocktail party are naturally not here for eating, so except for some people who occasionally come to this buffet corner to get two pastry cakes.

It's not like people are like little rascals, looking at the many hearty delicacies and getting entangled.

"Don, you try this, cheesecake, I tried it, it tastes good!"

Like a hard-working bee, Little Naughty shuttled through the buffet area, holding a plate from time to time, and handing some delicacies that he thought were delicious to Tang Song.

"Hmm! It tastes good!"

Tang Song looked at the dinner plate that Little Naughty put out in front of her eyes, picked up a plate with a fork, put the cheesecake dotted with bright red cherries into her mouth, and gave her a warm smile.

Seeing that Tang and Song ate it in his mouth, the little rascal happily took the plate and went to the buffet area to pick something to eat.

"Are you also interested in Wakanda's vibration gold technology?"

Tang Song watched Little Rascal leave, and continued chatting with Bishop Hyde.

"Vibration technology? I was just invited to a reception. As for vibration technology, I'm not interested!" Bishop Hyde said with a smile:
"Perhaps Wieland is more interested in these technological products, but our base is still in the Holy See!"

"Forgive me for asking, is the Holy See all members of our Sacred Shield Brotherhood?" Tang Song asked curiously after taking a sip of champagne.

Bishop Hyde thought for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "It's not such an exaggeration, the Inquisition is ours now, and four of the twelve holy knights are ours. As for the archbishop in red, only two stand on our side Here, together with some diocesan bishops, we have at most one-third of the top of the Holy See."

At most, it was only one third. Hearing Versailles' speech, Tang Song raised his eyebrows and said with a secretive smile, "That means the Holy See is the Sacred Shield Brotherhood?"

Hearing Tang and Song's words, Hyde responded with a smile: "That's not true, at least we have to wait until our own person ascends the position of pope!
And we can only be regarded as the largest branch of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, and there are some old friends who are loners, just like Wieland!
Everyone's position is to fight against alien invasion. West should have told you that this is the purpose of our Sacred Shield Brotherhood. "

Tang Song looked at Bishop Hyde, and poured down the cocktail in the glass: "Mr. West is my guide, and I am also a member of our Holy See!?"

"Of course!" Bishop Hyde looked at Tang Song approvingly: "West has praised you many times in front of us, saying that you are the future of the Sacred Shield Brotherhood, that old-fashioned old man, I rarely heard him praise someone like that !"

"The election of the pope begins. I think I can contribute!" Tang Song said to Bishop Hyde as he put an empty wine glass on the plate served by a passing waiter.

"Well, the election of the pope is done through a closed-door meeting among several cardinals. It is difficult for outsiders to participate. This is different from the presidential election. There is no way to win votes!"

Although Bishop Hyde appreciated the young people's desire to contribute to the Holy Shield Brotherhood, he still explained to Tang Song.

"Then how do you predict the outcome of this election, what are our chances of winning?"

The most influential religious leader in the Western world should also be the most extraordinary force. If he is one of his own, many things will undoubtedly be much more convenient.

If it weren't for the fact that the pope had to be born from the cardinal, Tang Song might even want to push West, the deputy chief referee.

After all, the relationship between the two was paved with boxes of silver-plated gold crosses, much closer than ordinary brotherly relationships.

"Our chances of winning are not high!" Hyde's expression fell, and he smiled wryly, "The next successor designated by the Pope is not ours, so there is some trouble!"

"Mr. West should have told you that I have some people in the underground world!" Tang Song said, "It's easy to find some gunmen."

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Bishop Hyde gave Tang Song a weird look. He was silent for a while, but he was thoughtful: "Gunners, ordinary gunners, are useless to those archbishops in red clothes. They all wear defensive sacred weapons.
These are all holy artifacts passed down from the Middle Ages, although they are not as good as those few holy relics, ordinary hot weapons are useless to them..."

"Ordinary firearms won't work. We can use RPGs and Stinger missiles. There are some desperate desperadoes in the underground world. It's really not good. I know some mutants, and I can hire them at a high price. I have some friendship with Magneto." Listen At Hyde's words, Tang Song smiled like a demon tempting people to go to hell.

"Magneto, his power, should be able to."

Bishop Hyde did not feel disgusted, but seriously considered Tang Song's proposal.

After World War II, the Sacred Shield Brotherhood was severely damaged, and some insightful people fell in love with the big tree of the Holy See.

It just so happened that there were several members of the Holy Shield Brotherhood in the Holy See at that time, and they originally wanted to defend against His coming.

So by the way, some members of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield were introduced into the Holy See, and after nearly a century of redness.

Just like Hyde told Tang Song, nearly one-third of the top officials of the Holy See were replaced by members of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield.

But only when the Pope is their man, the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield can be considered to have completed their plan to occupy the magpie's nest,

You must know that only the Pope can grasp and display the strength of several holy relics of the Holy See.

Tang Song was about to continue talking to Bishop Hyde when there was a sudden noise not far away.

Tang Song turned his head, just in time to see two black women surrounded Xiaoniao, scolding something loudly.

Little Naughty picked up the shell spoon, scooped a spoonful of caviar from the dinner plate and put it in his mouth. The moment the caviar exploded in his mouth, it brought a salty taste of light nutty fragrance.

The White House holds a reception of this size, and the ingredients are naturally not much different.

Although the caviar used for the buffet is not the caviar of the expensive great white sturgeon, it is also the caviar of the Russian sturgeon worth thousands of dollars per kilogram.

Little Naughty's family is nothing more than a middle-class family, and even when she was at home, she had never eaten this kind of luxury caviar.

After she took a bite of the caviar, she learned how to eat it on TV, picked up a piece of bread, spread the caviar evenly on both sides of the bread, and bit it down. The delicious feeling made her eyes Suddenly narrowed into a crack.

Just as Little Naughty picked up another box of caviar from the buffet and was about to show it to Tang Song, a black woman with a spear stopped her.

The reception invitation letter issued by the White House in person, the people who can attend the reception are naturally not ordinary people.

There are very few young people, and the ones who come are old men who hold the real power of the consortium. Their purpose of coming to the reception is also very clear, and they all come for Wakanda's Zhenjin technology.

Even if the people attending the reception are not of the same class, they all have good backgrounds.

These old men are people who have been in the mall for a long time. In such a situation, it is generally impossible to have a plot where people look down on people with dog eyes and pretend to be forceful.

So even though a lot of people saw the out-of-place kid in the hoodie eating in the buffet area, no one said anything.

Most of them are smiling and casting good-natured glances. After all, no one knows that this is an old guy's junior who makes enemies for himself for no reason. No one will do it.

But brain damage is like probability, as long as it is not [-]%, he may appear with a small probability.

"Ma'am, this is a reception for His Majesty. As a minimum of respect, you should take off your hood!"

The tall, bald-headed black woman stopped Little Naughty, and spoke to her in a condescending tone.

Little Rascal raised his head, his mouth was bulging, like a little hamster stuffed with dried fruit.

"Well, I'm sorry!" Although Little Naughty didn't know the origin of this aggressive black man, she didn't want to cause trouble for Tang Song.

Hearing what the black woman said, she hesitated for a moment, and took off the hood on her head, revealing a slightly immature face, shoulder-length auburn hair, and two strands of silver-white hair hanging down from her temples.

Little Naughty didn't want to cause trouble for Tang and Song, but for the black female guard from Wakanda, Little Naughty's weak behavior confirmed her guess even more.

She glanced at the obviously cheap clothes on Little Naughty, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

A guy who sneaks in for free, these federal people are really useless, but it just happens to make these federal people make a fool of themselves.

For the Wakanda people, especially the king's female guards guarding T'Chaka, they don't have much favor with the Federation that provoked the war.

If you can make a big fool of the federal people at the reception, that would be the best.

"Ma'am, I doubt your identity. For the safety of His Majesty the King, I need to check your invitation card!"

A trace of panic flashed in the little naughty eyes: "I didn't sneak in, I came with my companion, he has an invitation card!" Xiao naughty said and pointed to Tang Song who was standing not far away.

However, the black female guard, whose eyes were above the top, didn't believe the little rascal's words because she had preconceived ideas. Instead, she grabbed her by the arm, intending to grab her to question the person in charge of the security.

Little naughty panicked and his own physique was afraid of hurting others, so he hurriedly backed away.

The movement between the two quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Check who this girl is?"

Natasha, who also changed into a red dress, patrolled the venue, and quickly noticed the movement here. Looking at the two people who were arguing, she contacted the internal security officer of the reception security work through the headset, and walked this way. come over.

At this time, another black female guard had already walked behind Little Naughty, and two black female guards surrounded Little Naughty.

"Excuse me! She's my girlfriend, what's the problem?"

Seeing the two black women getting closer and closer, Little Naughty was afraid that his abilities would burst out and hurt them. Just when she was about to cry, Tang Song walked over in time and stood in front of her.

The black female guard stared at Tang Song: "Sir, I suspect that she is an assassin lurking into the hotel, threatening the safety of His Majesty the King. I need to take her away for investigation!"

"Are you deaf, I said she is my female companion, can't you hear me!?" Sensing the malice of this black woman, Tang Song said with a flat face:

"If you have a problem with your ear, I can contact the nearby ear hospital and give you a new cochlear implant!"

"You! Disrespectful Confederacy—"

The black female guard was eager to try and winked with her companions, as if they wanted to go up together to give Tang Song a little strength.

"Head of Renata's bodyguard, this is Mr. Tang, a guest invited by the White House Secretariat!"

At this time, a voice came, and Natasha, who was wearing a red dress, came over, seeing the tense atmosphere on both sides, she hurriedly made a rescue.

"Mr. Tang, there must be some misunderstanding!" Natasha explained to the female guard and smiled at Tang Song.

Tang Song glanced at Natasha, turned back to Little Naughty and said, "Are you full? I'll take you to relax when you're full!"

Little naughty nodded, looking at the handsome Tang Song in front of him, there seemed to be a light shining in his eyes.

Tang Song took her hand and walked out of the hall.

"She can't..." A female guard just wanted to stop her, but Tang Song scowled coldly with a straight face.

The two black female guards only felt that Tang Song's cold snort was piercing into their ears like an awl. Their brains felt a sharp pain, and the golden stars flashed in front of their eyes.
He staggered and sat down on the ground, unable to move a little for a long time.

Following Tang Song's cold snort, his huge spiritual power turned into invisible long thorns and hit the brains of the two female guards. They were just ordinary guards, how could they stand Tang Song's tricks?
"Two people, someone here is uncomfortable..."

Natasha looked at Tang Song's back holding Xiaonaughty's hand and went straight away, and then looked at the two black women sitting slumped on the ground. She had no choice but to call for Neibao to carry them away first.

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At this moment, outside the Blair State Guest House, it was raining heavily.

Little Naughty stood on the stone steps, took off his gloves, and carefully caught the rainwater with his hands, with a heartfelt happy smile on his face.

Tang Song was standing not far away, chatting with Hyde, watching the scenery in the rain with Little Naughty...

The splashing water sparked up the vast rain and fog, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by a rain curtain.

A few agents in black suits looked at Tang Song fearfully not far away,

Although they had just seen the invitations from Tang and Song Dynasties, they still remained [-]% cautious.

Opposite the White House, a convoy of black cars drove out, plunged into the rain, and drove towards this side.

"Using bulletproof vehicles at such a short distance, it seems that our Mr. President is very afraid of death!"

The White House convoy is very close to the Blair State Guest House in a straight line, but there is a tree-lined road in the middle.

At this time, on this boulevard, more than a dozen tough men in gray windbreakers were patrolling the intersection. When they saw the convoy approaching, they immediately straightened their already straight waists.The wind blew up the hem of their trench coats, exposing the large-caliber automatic firearms under their clothes.

"Huh?" Tang Song looked at these big men in gray trench coats, then looked at Hawkeye who had been dangling beside him and smiled, "You guys from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Hawkeye shook his head and said, "It's from the Secret Service!"

Tang Song looked at the gray-clothed men in front of him, and he found some interesting things about them.

There are energy fluctuations in these people, and they are somewhat similar to the holy power of the Holy See.

Tang Song cast doubtful eyes on Bishop Hyde who accompanied him to see the rain scene.

"I think these people have the shadow of the Holy See!"

Bishop Hyde seemed to see Tang Song's doubts, he nodded:

"Well, these people from the Secret Service were indeed trained by people from the Holy See, using the method of training paladins!

Here's a deal that's been going on for over 100 years! "

After a pause, Bishop Hyde shrugged his shoulders: "You know, the Federation has only been established for 300 years. If it weren't for the help of our Holy See, these criminals with superpowers, mutants, and dark creatures would not be able to deal with the Federation!

We help the Federation train manpower, and the Federation helps the Holy See build churches and spread faith. It's a fair deal! "

"Mr. Bishop, our federation has its own department to manage these superpower crimes!" Hawkeye retorted from the side.

"Are you referring to your Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency or the Supernatural Observation and Defense Administration, how long have you been established, 70 years, or 80 years?

If it weren't for the manpower we trained, relying on you, not four federal presidents would have died in assassinations, but forty! "

Bishop Hyde glanced at Hawkeye, and mocked: "The Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, I have to say, Howard Stark and the others are really average in naming!"

Hawkeye was mocked by Hyde and wanted to give him an arrow, but it was obvious that Agent Patton, who was the bodyguard, did not bring a bow and arrow with him.

Just at this time, the president's motorcade drove over. After Hawkeye gave Bishop Hyde a look, he angrily led people to greet him in the rain.

Bishop Hyde winked at Tang Song, who smiled knowingly.

As a member of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, Bishop Hyde will not have a good impression of SHIELD or Hydra.

Here comes, Tang and Song spiritual knowledge swept through the rain!
"Someone is here!"

Tang Song suddenly let out a soft cry pretending to be surprised. He pointed to the rain curtain and shouted: "It's very windy and rainy today. Why are there so many people?"

Hyde followed Tang Song's eyes to look into the rain curtain in surprise, and he saw that something was wrong.

Although Pennsylvania Avenue is an important traffic artery, all kinds of vehicles are not prohibited from passing here on weekdays.

But today there is martial law here, and there are strong winds and heavy rains this day.

How could there be so many people.

Also found that something was wrong were the secret service guards in charge of security and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents led by Hawkeye. Looking at dozens of looming figures in the rain,
Although Hawkeye didn't know how these people broke through the blockades, the keen sense brought about by life and death made his hair stand on end.

He suddenly pulled out the pistol at his waist, and while firing several shots at the figure in the rain, he shouted loudly at the secret service who was escorting the president out of the car: "Protect the president into the hotel!"

Several secret agents hurriedly pulled the president up, and they didn't bother to hold an umbrella for him. One person supported him, and several people stood by his side, and moved away from the hotel.

They had just escorted the president to the hotel gate,

An ear-piercing scream came from the rain curtain, and two armor-piercing rockets whizzed and fired, accurately hitting the armored vehicle the president was riding in. Number three shuttle-shaped prefabricated shrapnel exploded,

Several special agents standing by the car and the vice president who was about to get off the car were torn to pieces by the explosion!

In the rain, Kane was wearing the invisible camouflage of the Cobra organization. His burly figure was looming in the rain. He threw the rocket launcher in his hand aside.

He glanced at the familiar figure standing at the door of the hotel, exchanged glances with the boss, and retreated quietly into the rain curtain.

The curtain opens, and a good show is on stage!

Tang Song looked at the federal president who was surrounded by a group of bodyguards and walked by, as if he was drowned,

He picked up the frightened and screaming little rascal, with a panicked expression on his face, and ran into the hotel behind them.

(End of this chapter)