Viscount Rosbury, sitting at the desk, calmly tidied up his collar. He was wearing the traditional British aristocrat's ceremonial outfit and wig cover. His face was full of arrogance and meanness. The pretentious behavior of the traditional aristocrats could be vaguely seen in his behavior, but he could feel the awe-inspiring atmosphere emitted from his body.

He put his hand on the noble foil sword beside his legs, his eyes turned around Chen Ang's face, and suddenly sneered, turned to ask the black-clothed blood clan beside Chen Ang and said, "Who is your lord? Why treat my guests with such an impolite attitude?"

Viscount Rosbury stood up from his seat, and Shi Shi walked to the side of the desk to stand. This position was just right. It could not only use the terrain of debris to block the attacks of most people, but also retreat behind the desk to resist at any time. It was also very close to the window. When the situation was not good, it was also convenient for Viscount Rosbury to escape at any time.

This exquisite approach is indeed the tradition of British aristocrats. On the one hand, we must hold on to it, but on the other hand, we must not suffer losses.

This delicate pragmatic attitude is only a tasteful old fox like Viscount Rosbury, who was fabricated in a noble dye vat, that it is absolutely not unreasonable that this country can colonize the world for hundreds of years.

At this time, more than a dozen British soldiers wearing bright red and white uniforms and high black leather hats rushed over from the corridor. Viscount Rosbury quickly pulled out the flower sword, and the tip of the sword quickly picked up like a poisonous snake, and then drilled into the throat of a black-clothed blood clan closest to him. Even Chen Ang did not expect that a nobleman who was pampered in his rank would have such fast, accurate and ruthless sword skills.

The black-clothed blood clan reacted very quickly and quickly shrank backwards.

But Viscount Rosbury's sword tip seemed to grow three inches out of thin air. With a slight shaking on his wrist, he made the flower sword play a sword flower, increasing its speed by half, and sending the sword tip into the throat of the blood clan.

The sharp sword tip pierced the throat of the man in black.

The British soldiers quickly rushed forward, ready to respond to Viscount Rosbury. They used bayonets to attack, and in a group of two or three, they tacitly focused their strength at one point, preparing to break through the encirclement of the black-clothed blood clan led by Chen Ang. Judging from the situation, they seemed to have won the initiative.

But Chen Ang even gave them a little attention and was stingy. He walked calmly to Viscount Rosbury's desk, looking through some documents and reports on it thoughtfully.

Viscount Rosbury felt the abnormal movement coming from the tip of the sword, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he whispered to the guards: "Be careful! They are not humans!" But it seemed too late at this time. The black-clothed blood tribe pulled out a row of sharp sword lights from behind the waist, and their bodies popped out several times faster than the British soldiers. They seemed to be a mysterious shadow, often passing by in an instant.

The scimitar in his hand drew a curve, and the British soldier pressed his throat with his hands tightly, and blood flowed from his throat. The body fell to the ground, his eyes still had an incredible complexion.

This was almost a massacre. In the narrow corridor, more than a dozen black-clothed blood tribes came and went as freely as shadows. The blood tribe who was cut by Viscount Rosbury's throat swung a scimitar and opened the sword of Viscount Rosbury's flower sword. The scimitar in his hand turned into a ball of sharp sword light, slashed out sparsely, and rushed towards the vital points of Viscount Rosbury with the sound of tearing wind.

At this time, Viscount Rosbury suddenly chanted a word loudly. The silver ring he carried with his right hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling holy light. He followed his right hand to the foil sword. He pulled out the foil sword. The sword body trembled rapidly like a tough willow branch, and several sword flowers bloomed in his hand. The holy light stinged the eyes of the blood clan opposite him.

Viscount Rosbury took the opportunity to thrust a flower sword, and a shrill light flashed by, piercing the heart of the opposite blood clan.

At the critical moment, Chen Ang kicked the blood clan dozens of steps, then his right foot quickly bounced up like a poisonous dragon, thrusting heavily on Viscount Rosbury's face, thrusting him out like a ball, and falling on the wall behind. Viscount Rosbury's neck tilted and he fell into a coma.

Chen Ang slowly lowered his right foot and sighed: "I haven't had any trouble with anyone for a long time! I've become a little unfamiliar with my skills..."

Skipping the blood clan that he rescued, Chen Ang yelled coldly: "Baste!" The blood clan in black showed extremely fearful eyes. He trembled under Chen Ang's indifferent eyes. At this time, the other blood clan in black who had already cleaned up the British soldiers who came to support could only look at this person with sympathy. No one said a word during the whole process.

Chen Ang pointed to the relevant information on the desk and said, "Please pack them up and search for this manor for me. I want all the information of the Suez Canal Company, as well as all the documents of Viscount Rosbury's contact with the British mainland. Take all the others here, and anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Although everything went well, Chen Ang's face was not relaxed at all. He stared at Viscount Rosbury who was unconscious on the ground solemnly, frowned. It was not because Viscount Rosbury's strength was too strong, which was beyond Chen Ang's expectations.

On the contrary, the protection power around Viscount Rosbury is too weak. Viscount Rosbury's own strength is not inferior to Hong Fan before strengthening. With more than a dozen elite British soldiers who protected him, it is enough to compete with Hong Fan. Zhang Ziqiang and the other two joined forces, and even accidentally, the Reincarnation will capsize. But if this is the power around the Egyptian head of the Suez Canal Company, it would be ridiculous.

As Chen Ang knows, Suez Canal Company and the local church have always worn pairs of pants.

Viscount Rosbury has always been surrounded by three priests and several health servants who are proficient in Indian yoga. There is also a team of black wrestlers who are extremely powerful and proficient in throwing skills, but Chen Ang has not seen these people today.

But it doesn't matter. Chen Ang looked at Viscount Rosbury and thought to himself, and when Viscount Rosbury also became the Eye of Horus, all this is no secret. Chen Ang took his men to calmly withdraw from the manor, leaving only an empty building and many unknown powerful people. What happened today is like a huge rock thrown into a pond. The powerful people of this country can no longer convince themselves to turn a blind eye to everything that happened in Cairo. They must face up to the changes that are taking place.

The huge force of the Eye of Horus slowly offset the huge undercurrent like a sponge, swallowing up the huge undercurrent. Their power and influence quietly calmed the matter like a bottomless abyss. The next morning in Cairo was still calm.

When Zhang Ziqiang saw Locke and Viscount Rosbury who were transformed into a blood clan, he burst into laughter. He said proudly: "What else do they fight me now? Doctor Terence, the second person of the Pharaoh's tomb guard, is our man. Among the priests left by Imoton, Locke is still our man. Even the hidden forces, the head of the Suez Canal Company, Viscount Rosbury is still our man."

"We are already invincible! When your three-party planning is successful, it will really lead ** back to the team battle. At that time, we are actually the ones who issued the mission to them! Hahaha!"

"I'll ask you, is the Lord God stupid?" Chen Ang asked him with his head tilted.

Zhang Ziqiang said in surprise: "Of course the Lord God is not stupid."

Chen Ang said calmly: "The Lord God is not stupid. It will leave us so many loopholes, so that you can cheat people if you want to cheat? I can guarantee that if you plan to put them back and indirectly control these three organizations, the time and main task of the Reincarnation will be beyond your imagination."

Zhang Ziqiang was stunned: "Then why are you catching them?"

Chen Ang smiled and said, "Do you think I am really weakening the other two parties? In fact, I am increasing their strength. After Viscount Rosbury disappeared, the British side learned about the relevant news, especially when they knew the existence of the Eye of Horus, they would inevitably send people to regain the situation. I believe that the power they sent again is definitely much stronger than before, and is strong enough to gain an absolute advantage."

"After Locke, the second-person figure of the Pharaoh Priesthood organization, disappeared, the number one-person figure Havz could not sit still. In addition, I vaguely revealed the news about the capital of the Dead, he should set off to Cairo immediately."

"Cairo is our home court. This time, the transformation of Locke and Viscount Rosbury into blood clans is enough to help us gain a very proactive intelligence advantage and further strengthen the infiltration of the other three parties. I will eat all these three parties and a group of reincarnationists in Cairo. Promote the official founding of the Eye of Horus!"

Zhang Ziqiang was stunned by the hearing, and he said horrifiedly: "Jianguo? You want to control Egypt!"

"Yes, we have done so much work in the world of mummies. Is it just for a plot mission?" Chen Ang asked back: "Based on our current intelligence investigation, look..." He pushed some documents over, Zhang Ziqiang hurriedly looked at the title of the document, 'The Zhong** Valve tried to dig out the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang's''Report reporter experienced the zombie injury incident'''The legend of the Holy Grail and the Templar'''Mayya Crystal Skull'''The British government has been sending people around the world to investigate clues about the ark'''Dr. Indiana Jones''Related Investigation''

Zhang Ziqiang's breathing became rapid as he saw it. He held the relevant information tightly, and then heard a big piece of information that Chen Ang shook: "I have locked the location of the Egyptian tomb where the Ark of the Covenant is buried..."

Zhang Ziqiang could no longer hold it back, and he roared excitedly: "Then go dig! I'm still waiting to care about what Imodon does... The Ark of the Covenant is much higher than the Golden Sutra of the Sun and the Black Sutra of the Undead. With the Ark of the Covenant, who cares about the broken scriptures in Egypt! It is at least a level S-level artifact, which contains at least ten stars of power!"

"What then?" Chen Ang asked, "It's just the difficulty of Imoton to kill you. Start the side mission of the Ark of the Covenant? Can you play with the Lord God?"

Chen Ang held his hands on the table and said slowly: "Even without these, the mummy is a trilogy main world. Next, there are two main tasks of Scorpion King and the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Time spans decades, it is worth our management and waiting for it. For the business trend, what is more powerful than creating a country and controlling the development of a country?"

Chen Ang's voice tempted Zhang Ziqiang like a devil: "Think about it, as the center of the story, Egypt. If we use the Eye of Horus to establish a country and independence in Egypt, how powerful we will have in this plot century? What side missions cannot be completed? We can even use this as a springboard to go to China..."

"Go to China!" This voice was like an irresistible temptation, and it suddenly penetrated Zhang Ziqiang's crumbling defense line, and he fell into this huge painting cake.

Chen Ang still felt that it was not enough, so he continued to tempt him: "After the mummy is completed, the next plot is Mummy 2, which is 1933. Thirteen years later, if the Eye of Horus was successfully established, how terrible power it can accumulate in thirteen years of development, if Hong Fan really advances to the Vampire Allah, what extent will his descendants expand to three to one in thirteen years?"

"At that time, Xiu said it was the main plot of Mummy 2, which is the Ark of the Covenant's side plot. We want to start. Is there any possibility of failure? Mummy 3 was in 1947, 27 years away from now. What about that time? There is also the side plot of Indiana Jones, and even the plot of Maoshan Taoist Priest in China... This plot world will be your home court."

Chen Ang asked solemnly: "Isn't such a big benefit worthy of certain risks for this?"
Chapter completed!