God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Jiang Fan's saliva splashed.

The three of Gustav are bloody, and the suffocated are going to lose their breath!

They are the Big Three!

In this world, even the Pope has scolded them like this!

I don't know how long it took, and Gustav was the first to stand it, and suddenly he slapped the coffee table!

"Enough! What do you want!"

"What do I want? You asked me to come, ask me now?"

Jiang Fan sat down on the sofa and pointed at the three of them one by one:

"Quote!"

The three open their mouths!

Shameless!

This guy is simply a bummer!

No!

Said that the rogue had praised him!

It's just a...

The three of them thought for a long time, but they didn't think of any words to describe Jiang Fan.

The point is, awkward!

They were originally threatening Jiang Fan, but why did Jiang Fan threaten them?

Clarence took a deep breath:

"One hundred billion! Great knife! You resigned from your status as a saint!"

Jiang Fan nodded:

"Can!"

The three of them looked loose.

However, Jiang Fan has already looked at Gustav and Barkley:

"what about you?"

"we?"

The two of Barkley were stunned!

"Don't you give you 100 billion?"

Jiang Fan smiled and didn't smile:

"Hehe, that's just Clarence's!"

Barkley slapped the coffee table abruptly:

"Jiang Fan! Don't be greedy enough!"

"Okay, I would support Clarence for 100 billion dollars!"

"you!"

Barkley let out a sudden, angrily low voice.

But Gustav barely held his breath:

"Jiang Fan, what do you want?"

The expression on Jiang Fan's face gradually returned to calm. He knocked on the handrail and finally spoke slowly:

"God corpse!"

"God corpse?!"

The expressions of the three suddenly changed!

The Council of Light believes in the God of Light, and everything else is a Cthulhu!

Jiang Fan is already guilty of asking for a corpse!

Jiang Fan was expressionless:

"The Council of Light has eradicated dissidents for many years. It is impossible to have no corpses in your hands. Give me those corpses. I will withdraw from the battle. However, the title of a saint is my amulet for facing you in the future. I cannot resign. condition!"

The trio's complexion returned to calm.

At their level, faith is only for profit.

After looking at each other, Gustav said softly:

"Although the council has eradicated many heretics and killed many evil gods over the years, the battlefield is changing rapidly. Many evil gods have been destroyed during the battle. I only have two **** corpses."

Barkley shook his head directly:

"What is the purpose of the trial house? You know very well that even if the corpse of the gods arrives, it will be destroyed immediately, so there is no corpse of the gods in my hands."

Clarence frowned slightly:

"The same goes for the temple. There will never be anything like this left in the holy city, but I know that there is a deal on the black market, and there seems to be a corpse in it. I can help you get it out."

Jiang Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Gustav:

"Who are those two corpses?"

"Eris, Sujero."

Divine corpses are an important source of causality, so Jiang Fan has read a lot of records about deities a long time ago. These two names are not unfamiliar.

Eris is the goddess of discord in Greek mythology. It does not sound very good, but it is she who provokes the queen Hera, the goddess of war Athena, and the goddess of beauty Aphrodite to fight for the golden apple.

Sukara is the lord of Venus in Indian mythology, the grandson of Brahma, and the adopted son of Shiva. It sounds like the background is not small, but the Indian myth is the same as Ah San, which is pretty awesome, but it's actually the same.

However, according to Jiang Fan's experience, the value of these two gods should not be low.

He nodded:

"There are not enough corpses, and blood is okay, is there?"

The three shook their heads at the same time.

"The Illuminati Council is all cultivating the divine power of light. Divine blood may be useful to others, but for us, it is the opposite."

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment:

"Three corpses, almost meaning."

Barkley thought for a while, then suddenly said:

"A lot of things have been seized at the trial, you can go and see if there is anything useful."

Jiang Fan knew the truth of accepting as soon as they saw him. The three of them are now just afraid of the Pope. Once the Pope passes away, even if he is a saint, the three of them have ways to make him disappear!

A smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Fan's calm face:

"Several people, it's good to mail the items directly to China. Of course, it's better to be faster. In addition, I should have no trouble going to the courthouse, right?"

Buckley smiled:

"You came from a trial office, who would trouble you?"

"Thank you, then, let's say goodbye?"

All three laughed:

"Mr. Jiang, have a good journey."

Seeing Jiang Fan's departure, the expressions of the three of them all changed.

The sullen eyes that had previously been angry and gloomy all disappeared.

Instead, it is a kind of calmness.

Gustav glanced out the window inadvertently, and suddenly spoke:

"Do you feel it?"

He said this for no reason, but the other two looked up at the same time, and then shook their heads.

Gustav showed a relaxed expression:

"Jiang Fan... is really a smart man."

Clarence also relaxed:

"Offended the three of us at the same time. This is indeed the best choice."

Barkley's expressionless face:

"It doesn't matter if we offend us now. No matter who is the last leader, we will not retaliate against him. This is the point."

The eyes of the other two flickered, and no one answered the call.

Now that Jiang Fan is dead is the best choice. Even before trusting the Pope, Jiang Fan will only be relieved if he is dead!

But no matter who is in the position among them, Jiang Fan will become a treasure in an instant, because in the early days of ascending the throne, no matter who it is, Jiang Fan, a saint, is needed to stabilize the situation!

Killing has the benefit of killing, and if you don't kill, there are also uses for not killing.

This is also the reason why the three have never reached a consensus, because no matter who it is, they feel that they are the final winner!

Jiang Fan left the villa until he got into the car, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

The Big Three are not joking, especially if he is so crazy that he yells at the nose of the Big Three, it is almost dead.

Even if the other party can't do it, this courage is definitely not something normal people can have!

However, I always feel that the meeting today is a bit strange.

There is a kind of unspeakable taste, like...

Jiang Fan closed his eyes and turned his head, remembering constantly in his mind, and finally opened his eyes suddenly:

"acting?"

Yes, the Big Three look like they are acting!

If it is really acting, who will it be shown to?

Own?

No!

It doesn't make sense for yourself to act.

Except for yourself, there is only--

Pope!

Are you using yourself to test the pope?

Why should they test the Pope?

Jiang Fan looked gloomy.

The answer is obvious, they can't wait.

The Pope is right, the Council of Light, I am afraid it will be messed up.

But all this has nothing to do with himself and the Pope.

The legend is about to end, and the new legend is about to be staged, no one cares about a few jumping clowns.

When the car drove to the dock, Dylan, who had been waiting here, greeted him immediately.

"My lord, Theodore is calling, everyone is here."

Jiang Fan nodded:

"Let's start, it's time to improve the strength of those guys."

While talking, he unconsciously scratched his arm.

Dylan, who was following behind him, suddenly changed his expression:

"My lord, are you hurt?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Fan was taken aback, but found that Dylan was pointing at his sleeve, where a blood stain was being poured out.

Jiang Fan frowned and opened his sleeves. Then, his entire face changed.