Chapter 822
The phone was dialed, and Thomas' cold words sounded over there: "What's the matter?"

Psychologically speaking, Ning Tao was too lazy to deal with this guy. He usually acted like a bully, as if everyone owed him two hundred and fifty, pretending to be a criminal.

It's just that this matter still requires the help of the other party. Although he is the leader in red of the Jiaofu, he is not qualified to mobilize the priests of the Jiaofu.

You don't have to be polite with this guy, Ning Tao rolled his eyes, and said directly: "I found a blood clan's lair, when do you think you can come over?"

There is no way, he asked for help, and his words softened a lot.

This kind of thing can't be done by anyone other than the other party. Ning Tao had already suffered a big loss in the Messard family last time. Now facing Momins, no matter how stupid he is, he will not fight alone.

"You found the old lair of the blood race?"

There was a slight silence on the phone, and then Thomas' voice slanted, with a little disdain, obviously very suspicious of his words.

Being despised, Ning Tao's words immediately became a little more serious: "Thomas, what do you mean? Since I joined the religious government, I was deeply afraid of disappointing the emperor's trust. I have found valuable clues, and now I seriously doubt whether you are loyal to the church, and I have the right to sue His Majesty for your inaction!"

Ning Tao's words were like machine guns, which was called righteous Lingran, as if he had been greatly wronged.

What kind of means should be used to deal with someone? For foolish and loyal people like Thomas, reasoning is useless, only means can be used.

Sure enough, after listening to Ning Tao's series of words, the words over there eased up a lot: "Master Ning, it's not that I don't believe you. The priesthood should not mess around. Now it's a country ruled by law. It's okay to have evidence. In case of nothing, it's easy. Give some people a hard time."

After all, Thomas still didn't believe Ning Tao, making the latter almost have the urge to strangle him to death, grabbed the cup on the table and took a sip, Ning Tao said again: "Thomas, I swear by the glory of the Lord, the clues are absolutely reliable .”

"You wait a moment."

After Thomas slowed down a bit, he dropped a sentence, and there was a complete silence on the other side, followed by a series of busy tones. After two or three minutes, the former's indifferent voice appeared on the phone.

"Master Ning, how about this, I will let the head of the William branch contact you, and you can discuss the specific affairs with him."

"What? You're not coming?"

Ning Tao raised his eyebrows, feeling the urge to scold. Seeing the other party like this, it was clear that he was looking for a small person to dismiss him.

"I still have things to do in the religious mansion. I won't go out to perform missions for the time being. Don't worry. Commander William has rich experience in fighting blood races and will definitely be able to complete the mission." Thomas seemed to know what Ning Tao was worried about, and finally added said a word.

"I warn you Thomas, something is going to go wrong this time, and I can't spare you."

Ning Tao was too lazy to listen to the other party, left a word with a gloomy face, and hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, the Pope's office, Thomas looked at the phone in his hand, the corners of his mouth froze, and he slowly put away the phone.

"Your Majesty, do you really believe in Ning Tao?"

Pope Peter supported the case with both hands. Hearing this, he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, slowly got up, turned his back to Thomas, and focused his eyes on the world map in front of him.

The map looks very old. It is different from the current map. On the Eurasian continent, there is a huge divided area. If you look carefully, it turns out that the site of the ancient church government in its most glorious period.

Looking at it with a little emotion, Peter closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and said to himself, "Thomas, do you know why my church is in decline?"

Thomas shrank his pupils slightly when he heard this, and then slowly lowered his head, his voice was a little weaker: "I dare not make wild guesses, but I believe that one day, the glory of the Lord will shine on the world again."

Peter shook his head, heaved a sigh of relief, looked up at the ceiling, and said: "Many people say that prosperity must decline, but it is not true. In the distant Xia Kingdom, it was once a giant, but it also weakened in the end. In the end, the reason for our decline is the same as that of the old Xia Kingdom, that is, sticking to our own opinions and being too blind and arrogant."

"Your Majesty, I..."

Thomas suddenly raised his head when he heard the words. He seemed to disagree with Peter's words. He was agitated and was about to refute, but Peter raised his hand with foresight and pressed it down. He raised his eyelids and watched the latter ask back.

"Thomas, how do you feel about Ning Tao?"

This topic was a bit jumpy, Thomas pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth and hummed: "Arrogant, treacherous villain!"

Peter smiled slightly when he heard the words, without refuting, he said again: "You Thomas, if you were Ning Tao, do you think you can do better than him?"

Thomas understood very well that Peter was talking about the series of events of Ning Tao in Yuanzhou. Thinking of this, he suddenly fell silent.

It is true that if I were Ning Tao, even his arrogance would not guarantee that he could do better than the other party. It was just the first meeting between the two, and this guy dared to tie a bomb to see the Pope, which is extremely arrogant.

"Hehe, I can still vividly remember the scene of the Qinglong rioting in Yuanzhou back then. This Ning Tao is a little less domineering than the previous one, and a little more mellow. The ancient Xia Kingdom is indeed full of talents."

Not to deny is to admit, Peter folded his hands, his eyes were deep, and his eyes were somewhat reminiscent.

"Does Your Majesty think that Ning Tao can copy Qinglong's model?"

When it comes to Qinglong, even Thomas, for the first time, looks a little more dignified, but seeing that His Majesty has such a high opinion of Ning Tao, it is still unbelievable.

"Do not."

Peter shook his head, but then he said something that shocked Thomas. Although Ning Tao could not become a green dragon, he might not exceed his height.

"what?"

This time Thomas was completely shocked, and lost his voice: "How is this possible?"

He is a generation that has witnessed the growth of Qinglong. Back then, the opponent turned his hands into clouds, and his hands turned into rain. It is difficult for people to remember.

Nothing is impossible. Peter put his hands under his stomach, his expression was very calm, and his eyes were full of wisdom. Although I don't know what agreement he reached with the Ross family, but looking at it now, the signals shown by the other party prove that they are helping Ning Tao, even the first family can use him, such a person should not be underestimated.

Thomas' face darkened a little bit, and he finally figured out what Peter meant, lowered his head slowly, and said, "Your Majesty, I understand."

"Well, I will help Ning Tao more in the future. At least here, he is still within our control. No matter how bad it is in the future, it is still a favor. We have the upper hand and can't play bad cards."

After Thomas' complexion changed for a while, he respectfully said, "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)

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