Chapter 11 The Gathering

　　Yi Chen considered for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Mr Phil, please tell Mr Wiggins, just say that my body suddenly feels very uncomfortable, so I don't want to receive guests, please ask for his forgiveness ... that's it, and also, find out for me which country those several Asians are from! ... No, no, no need to check, I don't want to have anything to do with them, that's all." Phil nodded and retreated. Easy Dust 'saw' the disappointment on Wiggins' face as well as the indignant looks on the faces of the several black suits, the moustache guy leading the way turned around without saying a word and walked away, Wiggins spread his hands helplessly, and after ghosting with Phil for a while, he also walked away.

　　Asterix has secured his position, while several of his political rivals have had a series of bad luck in the country, probably because they have run into the plague, their men and related businesses have had a series of accidents, and Asterix has used his power and control of the media to attack them frantically, and quite simply, Asterix has succeeded to the post of the administrator of that region with little or no decent resistance.

　　Extremely excited Yali is grateful to Yi dust, full of promises to let Yi dust share the profits of the sniper operation, that is, Yi dust can get 50% of the overall profits. Yi dust of course understand, this is Yali for their own repayment as well as a disguised sense of buy, Yali understand the strength of Yi dust on hand, naturally will not be satisfied with Yi dust to become their ordinary allies, he will find ways to enhance the relationship between Yi dust and their own.

　　Fattadio began to sit in LD, directing a staff of men who began to prepare to take advantage of the shakeout when B's currency system was merged into the Eurozone to make a profit. Chekov rented a house on the outskirts of LD in his personal name, gathered a group of experts from his circle, gathered in that small villa, and began a crazy and absurd attack campaign. These hackers, whose brains were intoxicated by marijuana, had a powerful destructive power, and some of the most secret information of the B government was stolen by them bit by bit, which made Yi Chuan cry out for more than just enjoyment.

　　For the time being, let go of these money makers, easy dust for these matters although interested, but he is really not proficient, so the can do a whole coordinator, and can not really join, so have to worry about other matters.

　　Fabio's side of the wind is calm, under the instruction of Yi Chen, he began to deliberately ingratiate himself with his elder brother Baffatti, according to Fabio: "I am now like a slave in the ancient Roman Empire serving the boss of the Senate ..." He was very dissatisfied but He had to admit that Baffatti seemed to be a little more at ease with him, and that he had secretly transferred, or embezzled, tens of millions of dollars to a special account opened for him by Yi Chen.

　　Phyllis had forced Phil and Gore to bring someone to accompany her on a shopping spree, picking up a few tiny handbag accessories and other trinkets along the way; she was in a silver leotard all year round, but she was definitely not sloppy about other trinkets, and that was one of the biggest headaches for Phil as well as Gore.

　　Yi Dust was bored and sat in his office on the twenty-third floor, 'supervising' the few female clerks who were 'working hard'. In fact, they didn't have anything to do at all, the steel produced by Manchester's steel factory was directly sold to the construction sites in the country, this was the old channel from before, there was nothing worth importing or exporting at all. Of course, these female clerks were still very useful, and basically became Phil and Gore's lovers, when the two of them recruited candidates, they had only considered their looks, not their talents.

　　Yi Dust was bored as he watched three men in black priests' robes slowly walk past the street, about three minutes later, a few more priests passed by. Yi Duan grunted, ''Damn, these foreign monks, what are they doing running around with nothing to do?Are there so many churches in LD City? Strange, today is Saturday, aren't these damn priests going to preach?"

　　Hurrah, again a few priests smiling from the opposite side of the street came over, hands also carry a few bags, bulging loaded with a lot of things, from the side of the exposed label, Yi dust keen eyes saw the above small words: "Advanced jacquard blanket. made in China."

　　Yi Chuan felt a little bit wrong, his divine thoughts moved slightly, and began to fire out radioactively, instantly enveloping most of LD City, although he couldn't precisely locate everyone, but where the divine thoughts reached, presumably those with supernatural abilities could be perceived by Yi Chuan. Yi Chuan jumped up violently, bringing his boss chair over, frightening those female clerks in the outer room with a jolt, but they were smart enough to pretend that they hadn't heard anything.

　　From the range that Yi Chuan could perceive, there were at least three hundred or so individuals who possessed not-so-weak abilities and whose bodies were swirling with divine power. Certain powerful individuals among them even sensed this faint divine thought of Yi Chuan and immediately hid their aura. Yi Chuan muttered, ''Damn it, what are these guys doing here in LD? Could it be that because of what happened last time, their Holy See is coming to seek revenge? Damn, what is the current Pope called? He wouldn't want to go head-to-head with the Dark Council, would he? Damn, this is hilarious."

　　He dialled Chekov's mobile phone quickly, "Chekov, you bastard, what's Jester doing at your place?"

　　Chekov's giddy voice came through: "Boss, celebrate for us, the code for Blizzard's newest online game is more than 50 per cent up by us ... Ah, my God, boss, it's you? Jester, Jester is smoking pot, and drinking heavily, and found a few chicks to have a SEXY party last night, oh, boss Jester is bringing us down ..." Chekov who found himself saying the wrong thing started to frantically pour sewage on Jester, anyway, now lying like a dead dog on the sofa, Jester would never have a problem with it.

　　Easy Dust said a little nervously, "Shut up, can you drive now? I hope promiscuity and drugs haven't drained your energy ... Hurry up and drive Jester over to my place, and tell your gang of friends to be honest in the last few days, understand?"

　　Chekov stammered, "Driving? Oh, no problem, no problem, boss, I'm still wide awake ... Shit, send Jester to your place? Is it the old house? Yes ... well, don't worry, boss, in an hour, I'll send him there, promise nothing will happen, don't worry, I'm in good spirits now." He hung up the phone with a crash, making Yi Duan's heart tense for a moment.

　　After thinking about it, Yi dust dialled Philie's accompanying mobile phone: ''Baby, I. Tell Phil to take someone to Chekov's right away, pick up Jester and bring him back ... If you see them crashing on the road, take out the cops as well as the witnesses, and send Jester back to his old place for me properly, and if he dares to make a move, you'll just knock him out for me ... Well, they're two are of similar strength, as usual, baby and Gore go over there together, well, that's it."

　　Yi Chuan was a little depressed as he looked at the street with a much greater density of priests and ministers than usual, occasionally there were one or two cold-faced young men of the Inquisition walking slowly, looking at them, they didn't have any special purpose, probably similar to the kind of casual shopping that students do after school. Yi Chuan smiled bitterly, "These experts of the Inquisition, what are they doing here now?"

　　Yi Chuan calculated the strength comparison between himself and them, seriously speaking, Yi Chuan's realm is far beyond the point that these priests can imagine, but really want to look at the absolute strength ratio, twenty priests can put Yi Chuan down, after all, the good man can't stand up to the crowd, Yi Chuan's strength is strong again, was twenty priests of the 'Holy Light Cross Sword' wildly chopping words, still can't stand up to it, unless let go and kill each other, maybe can even fight off more than a hundred people. After all, if Yi Chuan was strong enough, he would not be able to withstand the 'Holy Light Cross Swords' of twenty priests, unless he let go of his hands to kill, he might even be able to fight off more than a hundred of the other side. But Yi Dust was not stupid enough to risk letting the entire Holy See chase after him, thinking of the hundreds of thousands of priests, deacons of the Inquisition or members of the Crusaders directly under the Holy See chasing after him with swords waving in the sky and the earth, Yi Dust's scalp could not help but start to tingle.

　　Yi dust shook his head, picked up the trench coat on the ground, also lazy to hold up his big chair, put on his clothes and walked out, extremely irresponsible to drop a sentence: "All of you have worked hard lately, you can rest for three or four days if you're too tired, it's considered that I, the boss, have given you a holiday.... Well, rest assured that the wages must be As issued." Several girls face happy, and so Yi dust out of the office five minutes later, one by one cheeky pick up the accompanying small bag walked out, off duty.

　　Walking to the car park and starting up his BMW, which he rarely touched on weekdays, Yi Duan slowly drove towards Ludgate Hill at the western end of LD. After driving along the road for a while, when Yi Duan could see the cross top of St Paul's Cathedral from afar, sure enough the figures of the priests on the road were getting more and more numerous.

　　Yi Duan nodded slightly, "Sure enough, ah, worthy of being the church where the Archbishop of the LD District is located, the decision to scout towards this place was the right one."

　　Yi dust far from the car stopped, on foot towards the main hall of the church, the small square in front of the church, a lot of tourists as well as priests mingled together, but the tourists can only in the doorway to wander a little bit, because some courteous but absolutely not emotional young priests guarded the entrance to the hall, no non-clergy can enter. Yi dust stopped in front of the statue of Queen Anne on the square, smiled and looked around for a while, slightly bowed to the main hall entrance herringbone wall statue of St. Paul, and then full of piety asked one of the priests on the side of the said: "Praise God, may the Lord bless us ... May I ask what is the big deal? ? Why ..." He looked at the hampered travellers.

　　This priest answered him courteously, "I am sorry, pious people, the Holy See is having a gathering here that is very important, so, because it was decided on an ad hoc basis, all did not issue any notice."

　　At this time, many police cars drove over, it seems that at the request of the church, these police officers also came to help maintain order. However, to put it bluntly, they were just establishing a few police lines to 'invite' all the travellers outside.

　　Yi Chen was naturally invited out without exception, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled as he got into his BMW and sped back.

　　Jester was bouncing around the room where the weekday proceedings were taking place, cursing at Chekov, "Fuck, you actually drove your car into three poles and a police car in a row, oh god damn it, why didn't the fucking Virgin Mary use a holy light to split you, you bastard? I can't believe I almost got detained by the police ... What the hell is going on?"

　　Phil and Gore stood inside the bar watching the action, one desperately scrubbing a wine glass, the other desperately scrubbing the coffee pot, smiles on their faces as they watched Chekov shrink into a tight ball under the Jester's wrath, not daring to make a sound at all. Kane was still sitting in his usual spot playing with his violent items, and Phyllis was grinning and fiddling with a bunch of knickknacks spread out on the couch. None of them were willing to talk Jester down, so Jester, who had just gotten out of the marijuana situation for good, became even more reckless and arrogant, cursing at Chekov.

　　Seeing Yi Dust enter the door, Chekov as if he saw his dearest old mother, flying like a fly, pounced on Yi Dust's lap, yelling, "God ah, my most adorable boss ah, you finally came back, quickly stop this damned Jester it ... I just drank two bottles of vodka. slightly bumped into something, he actually blamed me like this ... Anyway, he didn't hurt a piece of skin, on the contrary, it's me, the driver, who bumped his head ah."

　　Yi dust looked at Chekov, sure enough there is an egg-sized piece of lump on his forehead, together with his snotty and tearful mournful appearance is even more comical. Yi dust could not help but laugh, "Fuck, all stop talking ... Well, something strange has happened, everyone confer to see what is the situation."

　　Yi Chuan detailed what he had found out, then pretended to be unconcerned and said, "I have estimated that those who can sense my divine thoughts and converge their breaths most likely have the status of bishop of a diocese and are not good to be dealt with, what on earth do they want to come to LD for? Do they want to turn against the Dark Council?"

　　Jester had stopped yelling a long time ago, he sat on the sofa with an iron face, subconsciously stroking the sword marks on his face, his eyes raging with murderous rage, as if he was about to rush out and cut someone.

　　All of them did not say anything for half a day, for a long time, Phyllis said a little hesitantly, "Last time, when Big Dog Bear and the others were finished, it seemed that there were two people from the Inquisition present, could it be them ..."

　　Jester said dryly, ''Impossible, if it's the senior clergy of the Holy See, they'd only make a big deal out of looking for a fight if they were being pushed back hard. The Inquisition never does useless work, for the sake of two second-rate deacons' face-saving, not a single hair on their head would be deployed, unless it was those old ghosts of the Inquisition with the most power who were raped, they might only deploy so many men."

　　Easy Dust asked him, "So, what do you think is so important? Could it be that the Pope is coming to LD? By the way ah, the current Pope seems to be quite young, what is he called?"

　　The Jester grunted a few times without speaking, gently stroking the scars on his face one finger at a time, his blood-red tongue flicking his lips, a hint of something sinister and deep slowly issuing forth.

　　One of Kane's men knocked softly on the door and Kane called out, "Come in."

　　This big man respectfully saluted Yi Chen before saying, "Boss, a very interesting matter. A man claiming to be Earl Whitegard wants to see you."

　　Yi Duan laughed, "Oh? Earl Whitegard? Really interesting, an earl, to visit me as a titular lifelong Sir, really funny, visit a Sir like me, then the identity of this Mr Earl, I'm afraid that he is also ... very good, very interesting, tell him to go to the parlour on the first floor to wait for a while." The big man walked out, Yi dust gestured and said, "Phil, Gore inquire about the news related to those religious gatherings, but do not show too obvious traces ... Chekov continue to do your thing to go, Fili baby and I go to meet that earl sir."

　　After a pause, Yi Chen said sinisterly, ''Mr Jester, now please go to the underground practice room to retreat. If you cause trouble because of you, you know, what kind of punishment you will receive ... Remember what I told you, when you have a certain strength, you can do whatever you want, but for now, please be quiet and honest and go downstairs to practice. Mr Kane, keep a deadly eye on Jester for me, and if he tries anything, I won't mind if you place certain lovely chemicals inside his food as well as his drinking water."

　　...

　　Yi Duan and Phyllis hid in the dark compartment of the parlour, secretly surveying Lord Earl Whitegard inside the parlour, assuming that his title was indeed as he himself said. His black wavy hair was draped over his shoulders, his handsome and somewhat delicate face had a hint of wickedness hanging on it, and the clothes on his body were, how can I put it? It could be considered the embodiment of the most elegant style of Italy's finest tailors, including his lambskin boots, which were purely handmade.

　　At this moment, White Gard, is also doing certain things that do not fit the nobleman's identity, he is holding a small, flashy magnifying glass in his hand, carefully scrutinising the several oil paintings on the walls of the parlour, his mouth mumbling in Italian in a low voice: "Oh God, it's really fabulous, this forgery guy is a master... ...Well, this Water Lilies is a superb imitation, the best of the forgeries... ... Who could have this kind of craftsmanship, damn it, is it Jeeks or Hank? Well, it's both of them ..."

　　Yi Duan laughed softly, sneaking straight up, it looked like he was a specialised collector of elegant literary items. Well, this kind of person likes to put a noble name on himself, but his noble title is often the Polish kind of country hundreds of years ago, God knows whether it is still valid now. Of course, another not-so-elegant term for such a man's profession is "art thief or art forger." Anyway, it's just not out of that category.

　　Yi Chen pulled out the jade pendant of his own, gently playing with it in his fingers as he opened the secret door and walked out with Fili.

　　Hearing the ringing, Bai Jiade flew back to the centre of the room with a long jump, the magnifying glass in his hand miraculously disappeared, and a graceful and noble smile hung on his face, slightly bowing to Yi Chen, then seemed to be ready to kiss the back of Fei Li's hand, but was unfortunately stopped by Fei Li's extremely icy cold eyes.

　　Yi Duan smiled up, "Dear Lord Earl, please sit down, please sit down, there is nothing to entertain, just drink a bit of rum from the Mediterranean, I think you should prefer the flavour of this kind of wine ... I have ten years old good rum here."

　　Smiling, Bailgaard graciously sat down on the sofa opposite Etsy and took the glass of wine that Gore handed him.

　　Yi Duan and him shot each other a keen look, carefully observing each other before Yi Duan said indifferently, "What can I do for you, Mr Baekgaard? I don't have too strong an interest in collecting literature."

　　Bai Jiade looked left and right, "I was recommended that Mr Yi Chen is a very powerful person, and we want to be taken care of by a powerful boss, of course, there are benefits to working with us."

　　Yi Chen gently turned the jade pendant in his hand, and Bai Jiade's greedy eyes flew onto the snow-like crystalline transformed jade pendant, greedily forcing himself to avert his gaze and said, "Mister Yi Chen, I do have some small matters to discuss with you this time."

　　Without showing much interest, Yi Chen said lightly, "Oh? Is that so? That's good then, please tell us."

　　Bai Jiade said in an exaggerated tone, "Mr. Yi Duan, our organisation is an entire world-wide, professional artifact collection agency, our aim is to rejuvenate those ancient artifacts in the world of man, we are a group of elegant artists, and we share the same goal, so we have come together. Now, we need an agent in LD ... and we have been introduced to Mr Yi Duan who would be the ideal partner."

　　Easy Dust said indifferently, "But I only need those partners I recognise, and, as I can't trust the gentleman who introduced you, may I ask, who told you that I was a reliable partner? Wiggins or ..."

　　Whitegaard froze for a moment, and Easily Dust said quickly, "Perhaps you didn't have any referrals and just found ours through some wind?"

　　Bai Jiade smiled awkwardly, ''You see, Mr Yi Chen, I don't intend to have any intention of deceiving you. We just need a little boost from you, a little assistance. We have a lucrative business, and certain buyers in the Middle East are very, very interested in some special commodities. With just a little help from you, we can make back tens of millions, hundreds of millions of dollars."

　　Yi Duan yawned and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Earl, I'm a decent businessman, I never do anything illegal. The British Museum as well as the LD Tower are not so easy to touch in ... I am a decent businessman."

　　白嘉德如簧巧舌飞快的接上易尘的话,鼓动他说:"易尘先生,没有风险,没有任何风险,嘻嘻,这直到现在还是一个秘密,秘密...嘿嘿,秘密...嗯,有 buyer offered $200 million to buy it, know what? Two hundred million dollars, we can give Mr Easy Dust 25% profit."

　　Bai Jiade looked at Yi Duan slyly, with the single-minded expectation that $50 million would impress Yi Duan.

　　Where did Yi Dust look at 50 million dollars in his eyes now? Not to mention that Fata Deo's plan for them had the potential to bring in tens of billions of dollars, and even Fabio's side of the plan could get more than a billion dollars at any time, and to cooperate with Bai Jiade and his organisation for a mere $50 million, Yi Duan didn't feel that it was a wise idea.

　　Yi Dust owed his body, stood up, smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Earl Whitegard, I, Yi Dust, am a proper businessman, I never do anything outside of my duty, I'm really sorry."

　　Bai Jiade was a bit anxious and said quickly, "Mr Yi Duan, there is no risk, there is no risk.50 million dollars, and we still have a large number of projects ready to cooperate with people like you ... Ah, are you interested in the LD Tower? We can have a good negotiation ... "Phil had already pushed Bai Jiade towards the door with extreme nonchalance.

　　White Garde had been pushed to the door of the room, and he finally shouted in desperation, "Mr Easy Dust, it's just something guarded by some priests, there's no danger, think about it, just go into St Paul's Church and take out that item, it's $50 million."

　　Yi Chen's heart moved, and he laughed fiercely and coldly, there is no danger? Breaking into the current St Paul's Church is called no danger? This Lord White Garde is still really ... cute ah ... But, what is that in the end? Could it be related to this unusual gathering of the priests?

　　Easy Dust smiled up, "Mr Phil, ask Lord Earl Whitegard to come in, I think, we can talk about it in detail ... Of course, Mr Whitegard, I don't want you to deceive me in any way, otherwise, your body will appear in the Thames tomorrow ..."

　　Bai Jiade rushed into the parlour with an ecstatic look on his face, not caring at all about Yi Chen's last threat, and automatically sat down where he had been just now, picked up his own glass, and made a toast ...