God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

A haze flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes, but then he immediately returned to the original state.

In the villa, there is a quadrangular coffee table. There is only a bottle of wine on the coffee table. Surrounding the coffee table are four sofas.

Gustav sat in the four corners, only the sofa on the side of the door was still empty.

As Jiang Fan walked in, the three of them all looked at the door at the same time.

It's just that the eyes of the three are different.

Gustav's eyes were sharp, full of oppression.

Barkley's eyes were complicated, both admiring and a bit shameful.

Clarence's eyes were the most gentle, but deep down, they were all on guard.

Jiang Fan turned a blind eye to the eyes of the three, with a smile on his face:

"Unexpectedly, the three adults are all there, just practicing. Jiang Fan is really flattered."

Gustav stood up slowly.

When he was sitting, he looked like a lazy lion, but when he got up, it seemed as if a mountain was uplifted out of thin air, full of unspeakable pressure.

"Sit down, please."

Jiang Fan walked to the sofa, but did not sit down, just rubbed the slightly rough leather surface on the sofa, and laughed in a low voice:

"Master Gustav, this position doesn't seem to be a good place to sit."

According to the direction, the position of the opposite door is the highest, followed by the sides, and the one facing the door is often the lowest.

Jiang Fan is a saint. In terms of status, his status is still higher than that of the three. In any case, he should not be allowed to sit here.

Barkley and Clarence looked at each other, a sneer appeared at the corners of their mouths, and then their eyes fell on Gustav at the same time.

The two of them were also invited by Gustav.

As for what Gustav meant, the two couldn't be clearer.

There is no doubt that the Pope is running out of time.

Originally, according to development, the next generation of the pope would inevitably be selected among several people. Gustav was ambitious and had already regarded the position of the pope as something in his bag, but now, there is one more saint, Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan’s appearance is by no means as simple as four-quarters of power. He has a special status. The countless fanatics in the parliament are born his fans (three duns). It can be said that whoever Jiang Fan prefers will inevitably become the next generation. Pope!

If only this is the case, it’s even more frightening that if Jiang Fan’s ambitions are more than that, if he also participates in the Pope’s dispute, then for the three of them, that would be a worse result than favoring someone.

As early as yesterday, the three had already discussed it once.

According to the agreement, no matter what, Jiang Fan must be kicked out first!

Gustav called all of them today, obviously he was about to start the action.

Hearing Jiang Fan's words, Gustav's mouth suddenly evoked a sneer:

"Mianxia, ​​this position is reserved for you. Do you think sitting with us condescends, or do you want to sit in a higher position?"

As his voice fell, the atmosphere in the living room had been suppressed to the extreme.

Jiang Fan didn't seem to be aware of anything. Instead, he looked sincere and sighed:

"My lord has misunderstood. I just got better luck. This won your Majesty's favor. In terms of my contribution to the Council, what qualifications do I have to sit in front of several people? It's not that the position is not good, but it's too good. I just think , I’m ashamed to sit with a few adults!"

All of them were taken aback.

Gustav's breath stagnated, and the afterword he had prepared was unable to say a word!

At first they thought that Jiang Fan relied on the name of the saints, so he would have to fight with them a few words. Who could think of confession as soon as he opened his mouth!

You are a saint!

Whatever the answer!

Gustav opened his mouth and finally let out a dry laugh:

"Mianxia is polite, sit down, sit down."

Clarence also gave a dry cough:

"Haha, I'm all serving for the parliament. Sit down quickly."

Buckley nodded:

"Yes, it's my own people, why are you polite?"

"Then I would be rude."

Jiang Fan smiled ashamed and finally sat down.

Gustav glanced at each other, and Clarence spoke first:

"Your Majesty, I heard that you just came from the holy city, what happened to your majesty's body?"

The corner of Jiang Fan's eyes twitched, and he gave a guilty smile:

"Very good! Your Majesty ate a full three catties of beef for dinner! This kind of appetite, living for two hundred years will not be a problem!"

Clarence's mouth twitched!

Good guy, telling a lie is like telling the truth!

The faces of the other two were also stiff.

If the Pope’s health is so good, do they have the courage to meet here?

However, it is not difficult to see from Jiang Fan's response that the Pope's health is indeed not very good.

As for why Jiang Fan lied, it is not difficult to guess. Jiang Fan's position today depends on the Pope, so in front of a few people, he must be better!

However, Jiang Fan's reaction also illustrates another thing, facing a few people, he is guilty of conscience!

He knows very well that he is not qualified to fight against a few of him now!

In other words, it's easy to handle!

Several people looked at each other, and Barkley's face suddenly sank:

"My Majesty, how is your majesty's body, don't we know it?"

Jiang Fan's expression changed:

"Master Barkley, what do you mean?"

"Huh! What do you mean? Your Majesty is obviously ill, and you dare to talk about us here, do you think we are idiots!"

Jiang Fan shook his whole body, barely smiled and said:

"My lord, have you misunderstood something, I..."

"All right."

Gustav smiled:

"Don't be afraid, Barkley has always been like this, but you also know that we have been in business for many years and know everything about the holy city. If you are deceiving, it is better to say less, eh?"

"hehe."

Jiang Fan gave a dry smile and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his arm.

Clarence still had a gentle smile:

"Your Majesty, we all know that you were pulled by your Majesty’s hand, so you are most concerned about your Majesty’s safety, but the situation is different now. You were also present when the Dark Council raid yesterday. They have this time, maybe there will be a second time, and now you To learn to look at the big picture, you can’t just think about your own interests, but think about the future of our Bright Council, right?"

Jiang Fan's eyes moved:

"What does the archbishop mean?"

"Humph!"

Buckley said with a cold face:

"Jiang Fan, don't pretend to be stupid! You have the status of a saint, your Majesty, no matter what, you have a council to support you, but the dark council is different! What's more, we have been the dominant family for so many years, and our opponents are more than the dark council! Once they Get the upper hand, then everything you have in the council will be in vain!"

Jiang Fan's expression changed:

"Your Majesty is still alive, are they afraid that they don't have the courage?"

Gustav spoke slowly:

"Your Majesty is alive, of course they dare not, but what if your Majesty is gone suddenly?"

Jiang Fan's pupils shrank.

Gustav continued:

"If your Majesty suddenly returns to heaven, and there is no designated successor, if someone jumps out and makes troubles, and then internal and external troubles, won't you want the parliament to be wiped out?"

Jiang Fan opened his mouth:

"There are three adults hosting, who would dare to do this?"

Gustav's face sank:

"you!"