Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Chaldea Reappears

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's expression froze. The middle-aged man touched the back of his head and said dryly:

"Hahaha, that Chaldean came to London on a mission to eradicate the heroic spirit of the American royal family who want to subvert the regime and those two unstable factors, we feel that we should not be too extraneous when we act, do you think?"

The middle-aged man said in front of Qin Zifeng with a threatening tone in his tone.

Qin Zifeng also responded with a smile at this, he spread his hands and said with a look of indifference: "Well, for this kind of thing, we are not in the mood to intervene." I just want to remind you that now that your country has a heroic spirit, it is unfair to other national forces.

Qin Zifeng deliberately did not control his volume, and those around him also heard it.

The representatives of other forces looked at this middle-aged man with hostility in their eyes, and the middle-aged man was also suppressed by countless forces. The middle-aged man was so frightened that he suddenly knelt on the ground, bean-like beads of sweat running down his fat face, and he slowly raised his head and smiled:

"Don't worry, don't worry, Tesla will definitely give you an explanation." We will create an opportunity for you to take it. After all, Tesla's strength is very strong!

Qin Zifeng clapped his hands at this and said with a relaxed face: "Don't worry, sir." For this modern Thor God, we have a way to deal with him. As for his powerful treasure, we also have a method. Of course, you can inform him if you want.

After that, Qin Zifeng and the others slowly left. The middle-aged man looked at Qin Zifeng with killing intent in his eyes, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Qin Zifeng led everyone to the door of the hotel arranged by the US cabinet, and Moriarty and Babbage were still arguing about Frankenstein on the way. Qin Zifeng looked at these two living treasures and sighed, he didn't plan to bring them over, who knew that as soon as they heard that Frankenstein was also coming, they rushed to join the team.

After Qin Zifeng and the others booked the room, the heroic spirits entered the state of spiritual transformation one after another. Qin Zifeng, on the other hand, entered the elevator by himself and ascended towards his floor.

After Qin Zifeng arrived at his floor, the elevator door slowly opened. Suddenly, several mysterious people wearing hats and sunglasses in front of them stood on the floor, and they immediately raised their weapons and fired at Qin Zifeng.

Seeing this, Qin Zifeng immediately closed the elevator door, and then retreated to the back. Qin Zifeng looked at the door in front of him, and several bulges appeared almost instantly. Qin Zifeng swallowed his saliva, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, even if he used some theories to strengthen himself, it was estimated that he would be beaten into a sieve.

The other party looked at this face, and could only throw away the gun in his hand, pull out the machete at his waist and prepare to rush up. At this time, Curse Hassan suddenly appeared in front of them, and Curse Hassan did not speak, but stretched out a hand holding a short dagger in the black robe.

Qin Zifeng only heard a few screams from outside, and then there was silence. Qin Zifeng tentatively opened the elevator door and found that Curse Hassan was standing aside, and those mysterious people were already lying on the ground, and there was a blood hole in the key place of each mysterious person.

Qin Zifeng nodded at Curse Wrist Hassan: "Thank you Curse Wrist."

"It's my duty to share the Master's worries." Curse Hassan bowed his head.

On one floor of the adjacent building, a strong white man in a black trench coat and a gentleman's top hat was watching it all with a cigar and a telescope. He put the binoculars down, took a sullen sip, and then spat out a puff of smoke.

Several people next to him looked at the appearance of this white man, and all asked: "How is the boss?" "

“Fuck！ Our people were all killed, and the guys on the opposite side didn't tell us. Tell the bosses to create opportunities for us, otherwise we won't be able to do anything.

The subordinates nodded, and then one of them pointed to the tied security guard on the ground and whispered:

"Understood, boss!" So what should this guy do? Do you want to dispose of him? The

strong white man calmly pulled out the pistol at his waist and raised it towards the strapped security guard.

Under the terrified eyes of the security guard, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang ——!"

After doing these things, the white strong man threw the pistol in his hand, and then said to his subordinates behind him: "Remember to deal with it cleanly."

"Yes."

After Qin Zifeng returned to the room, his face was a little ugly. How to say, I have also calculated several missions, this is the first time that someone else has almost killed here, but this matter must have something to do with the US royal family or the US cabinet.

At this time, Curse Hassan appeared next to Qin Zifeng again.

"Master, the US cabinet has given a message. It is said that a woman of the American royal family died at the hands of the murderer yesterday, and the death was very tragic. The American royal family also seems to be angry, there are two knight chiefs and Yingling Lance Slott in the patrol team, and the American cabinet hopes that all our forces will intercept and kill this once, and if they encounter the murderer, they will also be killed.

Qin Zifeng stretched his waist, slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery below, he is now very unhappy with these local forces, and Qin Zifeng is more suspicious of the cabinet, after all, Tesla's affairs were stabbed out by him, and the cabinet definitely wants to get rid of it quickly.

Qin Zifeng thought for a while and decided to send Mad Lan and Matthew this time, while Robin Hood and Curse Hassan were covering, and of course there was a guarantee - Bazette.

At night, on the streets of the city of London. Because of the recent appearance of murderers, there are hardly any people on the streets. Lancelot was wearing a suit of armor and patrolling with several Knights of the Round Table of the United States.

Lancelot frowned and swept around with the afterglow of his eyes, he felt that there were many auras around them aimed at their team, like jackals hidden in the shadows, ready to rush up and take a bite.

Although these people around are all coming in the name of the alliance, no one wants to fight with the American royal family, and they are waiting for a bird.

After a while, black smoke slowly rose from the ground, and a black knight appeared in front of them. Mad Lan looked at Lancelot on the opposite side and let out a beast roar:

"Arthur ——!"

Mad Lan rushed towards them, and at this time, several knights of the Round Table rode towards Mad Lan with weapons in hand, holding long axes and slashing towards Mad Lan.

Mad Lan grabbed a long axe in one hand and pulled the knight of the round table down, and the long axe was immediately covered with red veins. Mad Lan ran towards Lancelot with a long axe in his hand, jumped up, and slashed over with a long axe in his hand.

"Arthur ——!"