Female President's Protector

"Excuse me, is Mo Xiao there?" Zhang Yi walked to the bar and asked as soon as he walked into this Chinese-style bar.

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the bar attendant was startled, and looked at Zhang Yi vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yi frowned, and said displeasedly: "You just need to tell me whether he is here or not."

"No, go away quickly, don't hinder our business."

"you……"

Tang Wanru was about to lose her temper when Zhang Yi held her back and found an empty seat and sat down.

"What attitude, really." Tang Wanru said angrily, then patted Zhang Yi's shoulder and said, "Don't be angry, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person."

Zhang Yi said dumbly: "Now it seems that you are more angry than me."

"Who made him disrespect you? Really, this should be a bar opened by the Chinese, right? The Chinese don't know how to love each other when they come here. It is because of people like him that people bully them."

Zhang Yi looked at Tang Wanru who was filled with righteous indignation, smiled lightly and said, "Okay, let's wait here."

"Who is this Mo Xiao?" Tang Wanru asked puzzled.

"He's quite a righteous person, but he's a gangster here." Zhang Yi thought for a moment, then continued: "There is a small Chinese gang here. I had a mission two years ago that was entrusted by the leader of the Chinese gang."

"Is he the leader?"

"No, a vacated second in command doesn't have any power in his hands, but he often does things for the Chinese. It doesn't sound like a gangster."

"Oh." Tang Wanru lightened her pretty face, thought of something, and asked suspiciously: "Since he has no power, there is no need for you to ask him to help."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at Tang Wanru strangely.

He was indeed thinking about getting Mo Xiao to help, after all, he doesn't have enough manpower here now, even if the people from the Temple of Killing God come, they will probably have to deal with the Catholic people.

This time, it was a great test for the Temple of Killing God.

Since the establishment of the Demon God, he has almost never encountered such an opponent. He has been facing only ordinary people. Although the people in the Temple of Killing God are almost all high-level fighters, according to Sanniang, a group of breakthroughs have been made recently, and they have reached the acquired state. .

But not only are there many Catholics, but they are not ordinary people.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Yi looking at her strangely, Tang Wanru was startled for a while, then suddenly her cheeks turned pale, and she said dully, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"Didn't you say that smart women are not attractive?"

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a figure entering the bar, and smiled evilly: "Here we are."

Tang Wanru followed Zhang Yi's gaze, and saw a hulking young man, wearing a black vest, walking into the bar slowly.

"Mo Xiao." Zhang Yi called out loudly.

The man named Mo Xiao was shocked when he heard the voice, and immediately looked in Zhang Yi's direction.

"Death... God of Death."

Mo Xiao walked in front of Zhang Yi, and was so excited that he touched his wrists.

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, patted him on the shoulder and said, "How are you doing?"

"What else can I do, the same old way." Mo Xiao regained her composure and said with a wry smile.

"Death, why are you here?"

Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Zhang Yi pondered for a while: "I need your help."

"Me?" Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "It's not that you don't know what's going on with me, and you don't have any power in your hands. Besides, do you still need my help?"

I met Zhang Yi two years ago. At that time, he didn't even know what Zhang Yi's identity was. At that time, he only thought it was very mysterious.

Later, it was said that an organization called Demon God destroyed God's Punishment in South America, and then his own gang leader said that the person who accepted his commission was called Death.

Mo Xiao never expected to meet this famous Grim Reaper today.

Back then, the god of death had helped me a lot.

"Actually, you don't need to do anything. I will provide manpower, material resources and equipment. You just need to take them there."

"Uh."

"You may also know my identity. Asia is the weak point of the Demon God, and you are not familiar with the place. You have been here for so long, so you should know it well, so you just need to take them with you."

"To whom?"

"Boris Warren, Godfather of Bandung Black Tao, and his son Darnell Warren!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Mo Xiao's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

He actually wants to deal with Bandung's underworld godfather?

You must know that Boris has not withdrawn so far. With tens of thousands of troops and excellent weapons, it is not so easy to deal with.

Seeing the disbelief on Mo Xiao's face, Zhang Yi smiled lightly and said, "Why, do you think I'm joking?"

"Not really, but are you sure you can beat him with energy?"

"I think you also know what Darnell has done?" Zhang Yi changed the subject and said in a deep voice.

Mo Xiao nodded solemnly. He naturally knew what this so-called underworld master had done, but he couldn't stand alone. He wanted to avenge the shame of the Chinese, but he was powerless.

"Since you know, then you can just take them to wipe out these people, and you don't have to worry about everything."

"Then what should I do?" Seeing Zhang Yi speaking so confidently, Mo Xiao became agitated. If Boris, the godfather of the underworld, can be wiped out, it will be a great boon for the Chinese in India.

"Just wait for my notice." Zhang Yi pondered for a moment, he still didn't know when Guo Jiajing could come.

After walking out of the bar, Tang Wanru's eyebrows flashed with concern: "Can he be trusted?"

"This is an opportunity to avenge the Chinese. He has a strong sense of justice and can be trusted."

After speaking, Zhang Yi fell into deep thought.

His goal was to kill Boris and Darnell with [-] temple members, and he took [-] members, Shura and the others to destroy Catholicism.

But why do I still feel something is wrong?

Jakarta, in a basement.

The rebellious Qin Ying sat there with a smile on his face.

"He should have dispatched the Temple of Killing God and the Temple of Death?"

"Yes, the people from the Death Temple came to arrest me, and the people from the Killing Temple are probably trying to counter you and deal with Boris." Qin Ying smiled slightly.

"In this case, what are we waiting for?" The black man laughed and continued, "Mr. Qin, you are familiar with the headquarters of the Demon God. You and Mr. Noda took people to Europe to wipe out the Demon God in one fell swoop."

Qin Ying frowned slightly and said, "Just bring a hundred ninjas?"

"What? Isn't it enough?" Hearing Qin Ying's words, the black man asked with a frown.

"I don't know, except for Death God and her, no one knows how many people there are in the Temple of Killing God and the Temple of Death God."

"Then I'll give you three hundred more priests and one hundred archbishops. If you can't destroy the demon god, you don't have to come back." The black man said coldly.