People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The fire line on the Pacific cliffs stretched for dozens of kilometers, and the rolling fire clouds in the night sky illuminated the Los Angeles beach luxury residential area as if it were daytime.

The wind speed continuously pushed fresh oxygen into the core of the fire, causing the dying embers to burst out with terrifying energy again.

The flames, driven by the wind, formed a flowing waterfall of fire, climbing wildly along the outer wall of the building.

These wealthy people from around the world, who were originally enjoying the beautiful scenery and sunshine of California beaches, are now standing in the distance in shock and vain.

Just watch your wealth turn into nothing.

Powerless.

Paris Hilton of the Hilton family looked at her luxurious villa from afar with trembling eyes.

The courtyard where my son took his first steps is now only left with collapsed agate walls.

Her knuckles turned white as she covered her mouth, unable to believe what was happening suddenly.

Not far away, Oracle CEO Larry Ellison silently gazed at the scattered luxury homes on Carbon Beach.

The ocean breeze carried sparks across his multi-million dollar Zen garden, which also contained the various pets he cared for as family.

Financial tycoon Robert Revani was making a phone call with a serious expression, hoping to urge the fire rescue team to arrive at the scene quickly.

For them, wealth is secondary and is just a number on paper.

And they really care.

The mansion contains many treasures that I have spent half my life collecting.

Those treasures that can be seen by the public and those that cannot be seen by the public.

Those treasures that I have spent most of my life to collect.

From this moment on, I will never see you again...

A hundred meters away, 87-year-old Anthony Hopkins.

He trembled as he picked up the half-burned Oscar trophy stand. It was the only thing he could grab. The gold foil peeled off and turned to ash in his palm.

Every one of the unique vinyl records he collected is an out-of-print collection.

Each one of them is his favorite.

after.

There will never be another one in this world.

These wailing rich people all showed miserable expressions.

Either kneeling on the ground or cuddling each other.

Either crying or cursing.

The mansions built by ordinary wealthy people with all their wealth were reduced to ashes.

The top tycoons, even though they only lost a few numbers, for them, something more important than money is gone...

No amount of money can buy it...

And the location where Fang Zuo and Wang Jianguo were located was opposite each other across the entire Los Angeles beach.

Michaela Cohen and Demi Blackrock were watching everything happening with a smile.

To them, the flickering and spreading fire in the distance looked like a gorgeous firework display.

"These wealthy people will find out... that the fire department's arrival is completely useless. All the fire hydrants are empty." Demi Blackrock's pupils reflected the inferno in the distance. She smiled, revealing her white teeth, and a chilling chill in her words was incongruous.

"Furthermore...after this fire, they will find that the insurance companies they purchased insurance from have filed for bankruptcy one after another..."

"Eventually, they will discover that this most expensive piece of land in the world will be worthless, and they will still have to pay high property taxes. Ultimately, they will have no choice but to sell it cheaply to our BlackRock consortium..."

"We will use the lowest price to buy the most luxurious location, rebuild it completely, and then sell it to other wealthy people..."

“What a great miracle this is…..Lord Almighty….Amen!!”

Michaela Cohen smiled and said nothing beside her, raising her hand gently.

The two maids behind him immediately handed over wet wipes.

Michaela Cohen took it and wiped her hands gently: "The air on California beaches is really dirty... Tell the governor of California not to allow anyone to enter their homes after the fire is extinguished."

"They were not allowed to clean up and rebuild their burned-down homes."

"As for the reason... I've already found one for him..."

"Of course it's for their safety, and also to count the property damage and casualties..."

"As you wish..." Demi Blackrock said with a smile, "He'll be happy to do so... He'll be looking at the numbers in his Swiss bank account tonight and won't be able to sleep happily..."

"Now we can deploy the so-called rescue team to search for our holy relics..." said Michaela Cohen.

But just as he finished speaking, the golden ring on his arm suddenly vibrated continuously.

She and Demi Black were stunned, and both looked into the distance with joy.

“It appeared, there!!!”

Then the next second they both frowned and looked down...

Ice-cold words tumbled out from Michaela Cohen's sexy red lips: "All the forces from North America are here. Who leaked the news? Damn it..."

At this moment, Fang Zuo and Wang Jianguo were watching all this.

Suddenly, they all looked towards the ruins engulfed in flames.

"Interesting..." Fang Zuo looked at the thing in the flame and smiled slightly.

Then people from various forces appeared from all directions.

"Wang Jianguo..." Fang Zuo said lightly.

"Master, I'm here!" Wang Jianguo replied in a deep voice.

"Does your natal banner dare to swallow the souls of these monsters?"

"Why not? With Master Fang here, even if the Heavenly Dao falls, I dare to swallow it." Wang Jianguo stood behind Fang Zuo and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid these guys aren't worth my help. I'm afraid they'll stain my hands..."

Chapter 362: Shiraishi Nagiko and Fang Zuo's respective enemies

The two of them were watching from high up in the air.

In the distance, I could see police lights flashing and armed sirens blaring.

A large number of military vehicles arrived and stopped on the side.

Many California National Guard troops came down.

They kept using loudspeakers and asked these wealthy people to leave for their own safety.

Drive all the rich people out of the burning area of ​​dozens of square kilometers.

Many wealthy people were arguing and didn't want to leave, but the National Guard mercilessly hit them a few times with the butts of their guns.

There were several more rounds of "da da da da" warning strafing fire into the air.

These wealthy people could only leave in anger.

The National Guard, a local armed force, is directly commanded by state governments. Even the Department of Defense in Washington only has guidance but not command over the National Guard.

Once you encounter these wild guys.

There is no place to seek justice after death.

at the same time.

Figures flashed from all directions, and a lot of forces gathered.

Fang Zuo took a quick look.

They were all the supernatural forces from various parts of North America that he had seen in the underground black market of the Rift Corridor.

then.

on the road.

Dozens of modified Hummer riot control vehicles drove into the flames with the roar of their engines.

They passed through the wall of fire and lined up neatly in the open square.

The heavy car doors opened at once.

A well-organized group of Protestants came down.

Quickly take formation.

Not one step more, not one step less.

Far better trained than those National Guardsmen.

All were dressed in the simple black wool Christian robes.

But he was wearing a modern titanium neck brace.

Each alloy neck guard has a flashing indicator light on its surface.

As they walked and assembled quickly, the level III bulletproof tactical suits underneath were faintly visible.

Each man also carried a SIG MCX Rattler short assault rifle on his back.

He wore night vision tactical glasses and a red St. Andrew's Cross tattooed on his forehead.

After gathering, they formed a diamond-shaped team.

Everyone placed their right hands, wearing tactical gloves, on their chests, waiting for orders.

His left hand hung down, holding a heavy Bible.

His eyes were cold.

No emotion.

"This is the Protestant divine weapon array..." Wang Jianguo whispered behind Fang Zuo. "In today's world of religious decline, this is the Protestant Church's most powerful armed force against psychics."

"A total of one hundred and twenty-four people, consisting of twenty-four Divine Law Priests, twelve Disciple Knights, and eighty-eight Combat Ascetics."

"I heard that these things appeared in the early years and fought on par with the Taoist soldiers in the East at that time."

"My followers discovered this by stealing some ancient Protestant texts," Wang Jianguo added. "But even if they hadn't split up and all joined Judaism, it would have been much later. How could there be such a record?"

Fang Zuo did not explain.

Originally, after Tang Xuanzang went west to Mount Lingshan to seek Buddhist scriptures, the history of breaking up the four continents had disappeared in the middle.

From that time on, the spiritual energy began to fade.

I guess it has something to do with these guys.

at the same time.

Several Black Hawk attack helicopters flew low in the sky.

Several psychics wearing various tactical uniforms jumped down from above.

They looked at the surrounding forces and Protestantism from afar.

"Dr. Blair told us to find the thing and bring it back to him." said one of the psychics holding a shield.

"So many forces are looking for him, and now even the Protestant divine armed array has arrived." Another psychic carrying a bow and arrow said with a frown.

"Don't worry, we represent the government. They won't dare clash with the national security department. Whoever finds it will own it." Another slender woman in a tight leather jacket said:

"In situations like this, everyone has a tacit understanding: whoever gets the item first will hide it and deny it even if beaten to death."

"As for those troublemakers, the Protestant Church will chase them away... Look, bishops from several nearby states are here."

"Even Fran Scott, the Saint's Messenger, is here."

These psychics looked over.

Five interstate bishops in silky white robes and tall double-pointed mitres emerged from several armored Humvees.

One of the old men walked in front, and he was the only one holding a shepherd's crooked staff.

There are some differences from the Archbishop's jeweled scepter.