Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

They didn't expect that this man who usually only spoke with his fists would actually rely on his brain at critical moments.

Old Zhang looked at Carson with a smile. He placed his beard-stroking hand on the conference table and tapped on it with his skinny but powerful fingers. The tapping was very light, but the sound echoed clearly in the conference room.

"Since Chief Carson has already made a plan, we will wait for Chief Carson's great victory. If you succeed in taking off the head of the 'Messenger of Law'."

"Then I will nominate you."

Mr. Zhang patted the vacant seat next to him.

"You sit here."

After hearing Mr. Zhang's assurance, Carson's lips curled up slightly, and he felt a little excited in his heart.

"I promise to live up to Mr. Zhang's expectations!"

After saying that, he turned and left, as if he couldn't wait to implement his plan for fear that someone else would get there first.

"Let's adjourn the meeting for now."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand.

The other gang leaders also stood up and left.

There were only three people left in the small conference room.

The gang behind these three people is also the oldest and most powerful gang in the slums.

of course.

Originally there weren't just three of them.

But the others were all killed by the Rat King for various reasons, leaving only the three strongest ones to huddle together for warmth and barely resist the Rat King.

In fact, these three people know it very well.

If you really use force.

Even though the three gangs are about to join forces, they are not qualified to challenge the Rat King.

But the Rat King's main worry was that they would give up.

People do extremely extreme things when they know they are about to die.

If the Rat King really did that.

At that time, civil unrest will immediately break out in the slums.

A large number of infected people will rush out of the slums and cause riots.

Without this biggest 'trump card'.

The three of them had also sent it a long time ago.

even so.

The Rat King is still trying to take back the power in their hands. The power behind them needs to exist in the slums, but there is no need for so many gangs. Just like the main city and the upper city, one guard bureau is enough.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't really want that clueless young man from Columbia to sit in the same seat as us, do you?"

Sitting on the right side of Mr. Zhang was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He looked very bookish, wore a pair of rimless glasses, had a small mustache, and looked very gentle.

His surname is Yi, and not many people know his real name.

His subordinates generally call him Master Yi.

I am also a master of magic.

in fact.

In this slum where the strong prey on the weak and whoever has the bigger fist competes, how could the leader of a super-large gang not have strong power?

Just like the Rat King.

If he didn't have the strength of a legendary hero, how could he be called the King of the Slums?

Zhang Lao smiled, his eyes narrowing even further as he smiled. "If he had the ability to kill the 'God of Order', he would certainly have the ability to sit in our position."

He was clearly saying some very ordinary words, but his tone was obviously sarcastic and even mocking.

"Just a stupid Colombian."

At this time, the person sitting on the right side of Mr. Zhang spoke.

He is also a strong man.

However, his strength was even more outrageous than Carson's. Wearing a vest, the biceps on his arms were as huge as a person's head, and he was over two meters and a half tall. Even if he just spoke casually, his voice made the conference room buzz.

"The plan seems perfect, but it's actually full of loopholes!"

Elder Zhang continued to smile. "We need someone to take the lead. If they succeed, it will benefit us all. If they fail, we can also find out whether the 'Messenger of Order' is really one of the Rat King's men."

"The Rat King may seem dead now, but his daughter is still at the peak of her powers. If we can't free ourselves from the Rat King's clutches as soon as possible, we'll inevitably follow in his footsteps!"

When he finished speaking, his narrowed eyes fell on the empty chairs next to him.

The other two also nodded.

It is clear.

The appearance of the 'Orthodox Church' had already made them somewhat anxious.

the other side.

After leaving the conference hall, Carson took a special car driven by his subordinates to his mansion.

Basically, when a slum leader reaches this level, he has already left the scope of the slum to a certain extent.

Just like being the best in any industry is awesome.

The same is true in the slums.

"Chief, do we really have to be the first to step forward?"

The driver for Carson was a bald man who was also his deputy.

"Of course we need it! Otherwise, how can we climb up? Now the Rat King doesn't allow gangs to have large-scale fights. If we want a bigger territory, we can only fight for it this way!"

"Only by owning more territory can we have greater power and more rights!"

Speaking of which.

A hint of viciousness flashed in Carson's eyes.

It is clear.

He was not very convinced by the gang leaders mentioned above.

In his opinion, this group of old guys have just stayed in Longmen longer and have no real skills.

He looked at the bald man who had started it and said, "I need you to provoke the 'Orthodox Church' for whatever reason. Turn up the heat and let the Envoy of Lawfulness see it."

"Isn't he known for being the culprit of all evil? Well, I want to see if he dares to come and slay an evil like me!!"

……

Special dimensional space.

"Hey! Ha!"

"Hey! Ha!!"

Shi Huaiya waved the black sword in his hand over and over again, practicing repetitive sword moves under Bai Yuan's guidance.

Although it is just a consciousness.

But in this space, the characteristics displayed by the consciousness body are not much different from the real body. It will sweat, blush, feel tired, and even feel pain.

Of course, the only good thing is.

When practicing here, your real body will not develop calluses on your hands due to long-term sword practice.

Another ten thousand repetitions of sword moves were completed.

Shi Huaiya lay on the ground tiredly, gasping for breath.

"I can't believe it. Changfenlong has trained so hard since he was a child to achieve his current strength. I've only been here for a few days, maybe half a month? My mind is already instinctively resisting."

Bai Yuan sat next to Shi Huaiya and praised her rarely.

"You're not bad, at least you can still hold on, even though your swordsmanship talent is really not that good."

"..."

"I'll die if you don't make fun of me for a day, right?!"

Shi Huaiya exerted force from her waist and stood up from the ground with a somersault. She imitated Bai Yuan and sat there with her hands behind her back.

After resting for about twenty minutes.

Shi Huaiya didn't even need Bai Yuan to tell her anything. She drew out the black sword and continued training. This was Shi Huaiya's perseverance.

Even if your talent is not that good.

But not many people have such perseverance.

Without this perseverance, she would not have become a senior superintendent of the Imperial Guard Bureau at such a young age.

Bai Yuan sat on the ground and watched Shi Huaiya continuously swinging her sword, with a slight smile on his face.

Perhaps because the "God of Order" appeared too frequently, many criminals in Longmen became more restrained than before, and some even found ways to escape from Longmen and go to other countries.

The Guards Bureau didn't let them flee in fear, not even the Rat King did it, only Bai Yuan did it.

After all, both the Guard Bureau and the Rat King operate within a framework of rules, but the 'Orderly Archangel' has no framework to restrict it.

The criminals fled or went into hiding.

As a result, Bai Yuan had a rare period of free time these days.

Although his popularity on the Internet is still quite high.

The increase in the number of believers and faith value has slowed down.

At present, the total number of believers in Bai Yuan has reached more than 15,000, and the total faith value has reached 24,000.

Some days ago.

Bai Yuan went to the underground of Longmen again and resonated with the special source stone at the core of the source stone vein.

It's a pity that this time, we only analyzed more messy memories, but did not extract any other "characteristics" from them.

The days seemed to become dull.

When he discovers a fugitive or other criminal, he takes action. If there is no crime, Bai Yuan chats with Shi Huaiya, watches TV series and movies, or goes to the library to read books about Terra to learn about the outside world.

The decrease in the frequency of appearances of the "Orderly God" in recent days has also caused quite a stir on the Longmen network.

Many self-media bloggers began to conduct in-depth analysis.

Most people believe that there are fewer criminals in Longmen now, so the "Orderly Gods" are gradually no longer appearing.

Some bloggers even wondered if Lungmen would be completely peaceful if the "God of Order" no longer appeared one day in the future.

In fact, when this idea appears in the minds of many ordinary people, it means that they subconsciously no longer regard the messenger of order as an ordinary person, but as a messenger of God with a mission in the true sense.

Although the thoughts in their hearts have not been transformed into the final form of worship, which is faith, the subtle transformation has brought them one step closer to this final form.

Two days passed in a flash.

Half past eight in the morning.

Ding dong ding dong.

The crisp doorbell rang.

Shi Huaiya, who was sleeping in the room, was woken up. She got up in a daze, and it seemed that her body was awake but her soul was not, and she staggered out of the room.

"Who is it?"

The reason why I am so sleepy is not because I transformed into a messenger of God last night.

It was because Shi Huaiya had recently become obsessed with appreciating various thriller and horror movies. Last night, she and Bai Yuan watched a horror movie in the living room until after three in the morning before going to bed.

I opened the door in a daze.

But he found that the person standing at the door was none other than Chen Sir, who was wearing the uniform of the Guard Bureau, and next to Chen Sir was Xingxiong.

"Hey~ Miss, it's already half past eight and you haven't gotten up yet?"