Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"What!"

Thor was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed: "The 88th Angel of Destruction was destroyed by that little guy from China. It seems that he is more powerful than we thought, but how could he resist the transformation of the Angel of Destruction? Could it be that he is related to the Renaissance Society and the Skull Society, or that she is from the ancient Chinese immortal sect, so she can resist the transformation of the Angel of Destruction."

"You need to verify all these!"

Judgment's expression was as majestic as a god, and his eyes were as fascinating as lightning: "No matter which party he is related to, he destroyed one of our Angels of Destruction, and he must pay it back with his body and soul. If they want to interfere forcibly, then let's go to war again. Heaven is closed, and we can no longer communicate with God , we have lost the ability to create angels of destruction. If we continue to let them eat away at us, our strength will only become weaker and weaker, and it will be difficult to maintain the glory of the Lord. "

"Subordinates obey your orders!"

Thor's right palm was close to his heart and he bowed his head again, hesitating and frowning slightly, saying: "Lord Judgment, I have wanted to ask a question for a long time. Do heaven and God really exist? We are already demigods, the creatures closest to God and God, but why have we never felt his existence? If we can't feel God, then who can feel his existence? Relying on those weak preachers and priests with weak bodies and souls, they are just a group of liars. "

Speaking of this, Thor's eyes were a little angry and confused.

Because of faith, he gained strength, but he stood at the peak of strength and was close to the so-called God.

But suddenly he found that God might not exist, and everything he did was for a lie, some disgusting ants.

All this seems meaningless.

"God exists. If you are strong enough, you will feel his presence!"

Thor's eyes were firm and his voice was unquestionable: "If God does not exist, then who created the Angel of Destruction? Even if modern technology is so advanced, there is no technology that can create an Angel of Destruction. What else can do this except the power of God? Don't question God, otherwise you will never be able to feel his presence, let alone that great power! As for whether heaven exists or not, isn't the existence of hell enough to prove it!"

"Hell!"

Thinking of that horrible place, Thor's heart trembled, and then frowned and said: "Even if we save an Angel of Destruction, it will not help the overall situation; the Renaissance has made great progress in strength in recent years. In just 20 years, it has been on par with us, the Skull and Bones Society, and the Immortal Alliance. The potential for explosion is even far greater than ours. The fourth-level gene potion they have developed is already comparable to the power of a demigod, and we haven't even heard of their leader, 'Donghuang'. Find out, if we continue like this, we will only become more and more passive. "

"Complete your mission!"

Judgment's eyes were like lightning, revealing an indescribable coldness: "As for how to deal with the Renaissance Society, the Elders and I have our own plans, and we will not let them be arrogant for too long. Remember, this mission can only succeed, not fail, otherwise you will go to hell and bring back a God Knight to add strength to God's Hand!"

"A trip to hell!"

Thunder God was calm when he thought of going to that terrifying place. A trace of fear flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but bow his head solemnly: "Yes, Lord Judge!"

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"In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and chaos, and darkness was over the deep; the Spirit of God moved on the surface of the water!"

In the Holy Trinity Church on Wall Street in New York, Su Qi, dressed in a suit and a tall hat like an English gentleman, sat on rows of benches in the auditorium, listening to the priest telling the story of Genesis on the high platform, staring at the cross in the middle of the church, the human figure tied to the cross, his eyes revealing surprise, confusion, and doubt.

Since that night, he and the princess have gone through three days and followed Bai Feifei to the Wall Street Jindeli Financial Company.

After just a rough look at the people in the financial company, Su Qi left instructions on how to operate the foreign exchange, gold, stock market, and bond market in the next month, and came to this famous American church, staying for seven days.

As soon as he entered the Trinity Church, as Harry said before his death, the soul of the angel of destruction fell asleep immediately and never eroded consciousness again.

However, Su Qi had no way to deal with the cold, murderous, and crazy consciousness, so he could only let it stay in his mind.

Moreover, once he left the church, the cold, murderous, and crazy consciousness of the angel of destruction awakened again, and continued to madly erode his consciousness, forcing him to continue to fight with the Lin character secret.

As a last resort, he could only stay in the Trinity Church.

In order to figure out what kind of power made the power of the angel of destruction sleep, Su Qi's powerful mental power spread around, and finally felt a vast and majestic mental power on the cross carrying a human figure, as bright as the sun, and the burning mental power was about to burn.

And the cold and crazy killing consciousness seemed to sense this group of spiritual power, and then it was afraid to fall into intoxication.

"Could this be the power of God!"

Su Qi's heart flashed with doubt, and his expression was also doubtful:

At his current level, regardless of personal ability, insight, and knowledge, he has already stood at the highest level in the world.

Although he has not delved deeply into religion, he does not reject it.

The human heart is fragile, and religion came into being.

But he has never really believed in the so-called religious gods. According to science, he is an atheist.

After all, the miracles and the power of God in the legend can be surpassed by his current means.

Even in the eyes of some people, he is also an omnipotent god.

If there are gods in this world, then the so-called gods, in his eyes, are just some more powerful creatures, who are pushed to the altar by a group of weak people because of envy, fear, greed and selfishness to achieve their own goals.

But now, facing one of the largest statues in the legend, and discovering that terrifying spiritual energy, he was a little confused again.

Where did this spiritual energy come from, and why did it appear in every church? But the strange thing is that the priests in these churches are all ordinary people.

If this is really the power of God, all gathered together, then God's power is too terrifying.

No matter what kind of existence God is!

But those legendary figures once existed, and occasionally leaving a trace of them, it makes people fascinated.

For a moment, Su Qi wanted to go back to the long river of time and see those sages and see how romantic they were.

"Mr. Su!"

Unknowingly, the sermon ended for the day, and the people in the church dispersed. The tall priest with blond hair and blue eyes on the high platform walked straight towards Su Qi, and said humbly and respectfully: "Are you satisfied with today's sermon?"

This young Chinese is very strange. Every time he comes to the church to stay for a day, he leaves a check for a million dollars before leaving.

Donating so much at one time, the super-rich in the United States occasionally do it, but not every day like this.

So they met this big customer, and now all the priests and missionaries in the Trinity Church are extremely amiable.

"Very satisfied!"

I didn't listen at all, but after staying in his place for a day, Su Qi took out a check, opened another one, stood up and smiled, "Father Michel, your sermon today is very good. This is my little thought for the church. Let the church help more people in need."

"Mr. Su is so generous, the Lord will definitely protect you!"

Father Michel's expression was calm, but his eyes were bright in vain:

The church has cashed every day's check, all of them are genuine. I really hope that such devout believers of the Lord will come to the Vatican to listen to sermons every day!

"May the Lord be with us!"

Swallowing a cross with one hand, Su Qi smiled slightly, glanced at the more than ten people left in the church, and turned to walk out.

Without waiting for Su Qi to leave, those people came up one by one, men and women, blacks and whites, all kinds of skin colors, introduced themselves and took out stacks of documents.

Su Qi flipped through them carefully, asked in detail, and then took out his checkbook and wrote a check for each of them, with different amounts.

Everyone thanked them one after another, and they were all grateful.

Another hour or two passed, and when everyone was sent away, Su Qi walked out of the Trinity Cathedral under the escort of the priest.

"Hmm!"

As soon as he left the Trinity Cathedral, the consciousness of the angel of destruction awakened and invaded. Su Qi frowned slightly, and then walked forward as if nothing had happened, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips.

These people regarded him as a money-giving boy. After seeing how generous he was to the church, some strange organizations came to ask for donations every day.

He also accepted all of them, and donated some after screening.

Basically, in the Trinity Cathedral, 5 million Mi Dao was donated every day, which made him famous in just seven days.

It's not that he really wants to help the American people.

The main reason is that Jindeli now relies on the Eye of the Universe, and the money he makes every day in the free financial market of the United States has reached an appalling figure.

Through the Eye of the Universe predicting the global financial market, hundreds of millions of dollars of income are earned every day.

This terrifying figure is not a big deal in the big pond of the global market, and it will not be discovered.

But the pond is so big, and every fish in it has an owner. If you catch one more, others will have one less.

If there are fewer, it is not obvious, but sooner or later, it will be revealed.

Nowadays, it is not too late to do charity in advance.

Let Jindeli's big rice slip through his fingers, participate in some public welfare activities in American society, and win over some politicians, civil groups, andInfluential figures, thereby improving Jindeli's ability to resist risks.

Otherwise, if you make too much money, once those big chaebols open their mouths, all departments will come to make trouble, and there will be no one to help speak, and it will be easy to cut off the money.

Therefore, this behavior of throwing money will continue to expand in the future, and a group of minions must be fed in the United States, and they must rush out to block the hungry wolves at the critical moment.

Those who come to get money now will all become my minions in the future.

"It's time to go back!"

Walking on the streets of Wall Street, looking at the dim lights and narrow streets around, Su Qi frowned unconsciously and still felt surprised.

Wall Street, the center of world finance, is where the US financial trading market, major banks, major insurance institutions, and major chaebol headquarters are all located.

Most people think that there are skyscrapers everywhere and everything is magnificent. In fact, it is a narrow street with a total length of only one-third of a mile and a width of only 11 meters. There are some old buildings, which are not even as good as some third-tier small cities in China.