Chapter 4 The man in black

It was late at night, and Ouyang Xuan, who was reluctant to leave, walked out of the French National Library, still full of shock and regret.

This is the world's largest library with a total area of ​​350,000 square meters and a construction cost of more than 10 billion yuan. The single main reading room has the size of a football field, which shows its majesty and costly.

However, the real charm of the French National Library is not only its majesty and cost, its architectural art, the application of high-tech, its high degree of automation and digitalization, especially its philosophical content and cultural taste, which makes people linger.

It’s a pity that I can’t stay here forever! Ouyang Xuan sighed softly, and finally took a look at the four giant main buildings in the French National Library, which were still brightly lit, and then walked away.

Not long after, Ouyang Xuan was thinking, suddenly three young French men of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed out of an alley next to the road, all holding daggers, dressed like hippie, and said viciously: "Take out all the money and money in Chinese."

Ouyang Xuan was stunned for a moment. Although he had heard of the news that Chinese people were often robbed abroad because they liked to carry a lot of cash with them, he didn't expect that he would have such a day.

However, it seems that Ouyang Xuan also carries a lot of cash on his body, which is a terrible folk custom.

"Hahaha..." Ouyang Xuan laughed immediately and thought to himself: It's really a problematic young man in any country.

"Hurry up, don't be too slow, hand over the money, or you will be killed." A French boy waved the dagger in his hand fiercely, revealing his fierce look.

"I have money, I have more than a thousand euros, but can you take it away?" Ouyang Xuan suddenly laughed jokingly.

Three French young men were furious and roared: "Bleed him and beat him up!" They shouted and rushed over.

Ouyang Xuan turned sideways and punched the big man who was in the lead.

The big man felt his eyes blurred, and a big fist had been imprinted on his nose. He couldn't help but scream with a sharp pain, and flew backwards. He lay on the ground with blood on his face, with only moaning.

The remaining two questions were shocked. As he was hesitating, Ouyang Xuan jumped up and swept across the army beautifully.

"Bang-Bang-" The two of them rolled and twitched at thirty-six degrees, and fell heavily to the ground.

For a moment, my cheeks were red and swollen, and I spit out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with a few broken teeth.

"Come again!" Ouyang Xuan put on a classic staircase with a smile with a smile on his face.

"God, Chinese Kung Fu! Flash." Three young people with French problems knew the goods. When they saw that they were famous Chinese Kung Fu, they immediately realized that they had kicked the iron plate. They were so scared that they were scattered and struggled from the ground staggeringly, and ran away without a trace.

"It's so boring. I thought French hooligans would be better than Chinese hooligans. It turns out that they are all the same, and they are vulnerable." Ouyang Xuan shrugged regretfully.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ouyang Xuan walked back.

Originally, Paris was also a famous city that never sleeps. Coupled with the passionate and unrestrained French girls, it was simply a playboy paradise, but for honest people like Ouyang Xuan, it was not very attractive.

In a blink of an eye, Ouyang Xuan approached Charles de Gaulle Square and suddenly felt a powerful fluctuation of supernatural power not far from the Chinese Embassy.

Ouyang Xuan immediately stopped, his face a little surprised and confused: There are people with superpowers nearby, should you go and have a look?

After thinking about it, curiosity prevailed, Ouyang Xuan followed the embassy and quietly walked forward.

There are residential areas near the embassy, ​​and there are many alleys. It is not easy to find people at ordinary times. However, with precise guidance from spiritual consciousness, Ouyang Xuan quickly came to a dark alley.

The feeling became more and more obvious. There were three fluctuations in energy, two seemed to be positive, while one was very evil.

It's here. Ouyang Xuan nodded, sneaked quietly, crouched on the top of a small building and looked down quietly:

With the hazy moonlight, we can see that there are three people in the alley. Two in black suits seem to be a front, and the other in a plaid shirt seems to be an enemy. The three people are eyeing each other, as if they dare not act rashly.

Suddenly, one of the black suits said coldly: "You can't escape. We'll track you half of France and it's time to surrender."

Black Suit Two immediately added: "But if you hand over what we want, you can spare your life."

The plaid shirt quietly looked at the nearby terrain and refused without hesitation: "You want this holy weapon, don't think so, unless I die!"

Ouyang Xuan was shocked: No wonder he felt that the plaid shirt was more evil, it turned out to be a blood clan. However, what did these two black suits ask for from this blood clan? Is the holy weapon one of the thirteen holy weapons of the blood clan?

Ouyang Xuan's eyes immediately shone brightly, his eyes rolled around, and immediately he had the idea of ​​seeing the situation.

One of the black suits was furious: "The despicable dark creature, since I don't know how to live or die, I will deal with you today. Luc and kill it."

Black suit No. 2 nodded: "Don't worry, Nuolin, leave it to me." As he said that, he clenched his fists with a grim smile and walked towards the blood clan.

The blood clan immediately became nervous, and a light flashed on his face, and the truth was revealed. He had a green face and fangs, staring at Luke with blood-red eyes.

"Go to die, trash." Suddenly, Luke roared, his body jumped up quickly, and kicked the vampire like a strong wind.

Luke was fast, but the blood clan, who was known for his speed, was not slow either. On one side of his body, ten sharp claws grabbed Luke's thighs fiercely.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luke's figure turned strangely in the air, and his right leg quickly poked out from a strange angle and kicked heavily into the head of the blood clan.

"Bang--" The blood clan groaned, rolled and flew out, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed out of the corner of his mouth.

However, as soon as it landed, the blood clan roared and the fish jumped up. The blood clan's super strong ability to resist strikes is really not a big deal.

Yes! Ouyang Xuan was slightly surprised: Does this person named Luke have two brushes? I don’t know what his identity is.

"Whether to share things with each other?" Luke asked coldly.

"Damn humans, don't think about it!" The blood clan was also very tough and refused to fight.

Luke was furious: "Looking for death." His arms suddenly stretched out, and in an instant, a shining lightsword appeared in the middle of his palms.

"One sword to solve you." Luke picked up the lightsaber, his voice very confident.

"It's not that easy!" The blood clan's arms were united, and the blood was shining brightly in an instant, waiting for the battle.

"Go to die." Luke roared angrily and rushed towards the blood clan, with a sword in his head.

The blazing lightsaber emitted a dazzling white light and slashed heavily.

The blood clan roared: "Blood light destroys the world, breaks!" A strange handprint formed in an instant, and a powerful blood light immediately rumbled out of the handprint, hitting the ferocious light sword.

"Boom--" The blood light collided with the lightsaber, bursting out colorful lights and powerful shock waves.

Luke and the Vampire took a few steps back almost at the same time, and their expressions were a little embarrassed.

Huo Huo, if you meet the opponent, you will have a good show. Ouyang Xuan laughed in his heart and was very happy to watch.

"Luke, what are you doing? Let's play house!? Why don't you solve it quickly? Do you want to attract all the citizens?" Nolin said impatiently.

Luke immediately became a little angry and stared at the blood clan fiercely. Suddenly, the lightsword shone brightly, and it was a bright sound.

The blood clan immediately became alert, took two steps back slightly, and prepared for the battle with all his might.

"With my pious heart, I will give me the sacred power, the God of Light - the Wrath of Apollo!" Luke roared angrily, and in an instant the lightsaber turned into a scorching sun, bursting out countless powerful white lights, shooting towards the blood clan like a covert earth.

The blood clan was shocked and roared wildly: "The power from original sin, the blood clan god is with me - the summoning of Cain!" At the right time, a huge blood light rose from behind the blood clan, as if it was the blood sea purgatory underground, boundless, and fiercely roaring towards the white light in the sky.

"Boom--" A earth-shaking loud noise came out, and a colorful column of light pierced the sky, and a powerful shock wave swept across the world.

Luke groaned, and the lightsaber in his hand was shattered, and he flew out violently and fell heavily to the ground.

The blood clan screamed shrillly, and his whole body caught fire in an instant, turning into golden ashes.

Suddenly, among the golden ashes, a silver thing emitted a holy white light, quietly in the air.

Ouyang Xuan's eyes lit up, his body blew up like a strong wind, and he copied the silver object in his hand like a flash of lightning.

Nolin, who was standing beside him, roared angrily: "Who, put down your things, we are the French 'men in black'!"

It turns out that these two French psychics in black suits are actually members of the highest French psychic institution, the 'Man in Black'.

Ouyang Xuan was shocked, but he was very calm and did not meet. He turned around and killed him with a fierce flame. He flew over the n walls and fled.

Nuolin was startled, and he stretched out his hands, roaring: "The power of thunder is broken!" With a loud loud noise, a blazing lightning strike at the 'Samadhi True Fire', which instantly broke.

But when I looked for Ouyang Xuan again, there was no trace of it.

From afar, Ouyang Xuan heard the roar of Nolin and Luc from behind him, and his heart was filled with a knot: Take advantage of the situation and robbery, this is the best thing the Chinese are at, the poor French.

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He rushed out a long distance until he was about to return to his residence on Longshang Road. Ouyang Xuan calmed down and looked at the place where there was nothing wrong with it. Then he swung straight into the elevator and returned to his residence.

After carefully closing the door, Ouyang Xuan took out the silver thing from his arms and looked at it carefully:

This is a square silver logo with a badge printed on the front. The knowledgeable Ouyang Xuan recognized it. This is the badge of the British royal family. Judging from the color and handicrafts, it should be a while.

Ouyang Xuan was immediately disappointed: Shit, this is the badge of the British royal family. Although it is very valuable, it is not a holy weapon. Those French ‘men in black’ and the blood clan are fighting to the death. Are they rust-fighting?

Ouyang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the badge in reverse, and the words "George III, ascended the throne in 1760" were engraved on the back.

Ouyang Xuan thought for a moment and remembered: This was the badge of George III, the third king of the Hanover dynasty in Britain. This British king who succeeded the throne for the longest time (1760-1820) had made a grand move in world history. During his tenure: the United States was independent, established Australia, established diplomatic relations with China, and built Britain into a world factory.

When he thought of George III, Ouyang Xuan remembered that in 1793, the king sent Lord Macalny to China to establish a formal trade relationship, but he was driven back because Macalny was unwilling to kneel down to Qianlong.

For a moment, Ouyang Xuan couldn't help but sigh: It would be great that Qianlong could have been more rational at that time, and he would not have suffered a century of shame because of his closing to the country and being blindly arrogant in the future.

After sighing for a while, Ouyang Xuan couldn't help but wonder: No, if this badge was only as simple as the surface, the French "Man in Black" shouldn't have worked so hard. Is there any other mystery?

Ouyang Xuan's eyes flashed in his eyes. He looked at the badge carefully and looked at it for a while, but no abnormality was found.

While he was confused, Ouyang Xuan suddenly patted his forehead and laughed: "It's so stupid, you can use your spiritual sense." Zhu Rong's inner alchemy started to activate, and his keen spiritual sense surrounded the badge and penetrated it hard.

This time, I realized that Ouyang Xuan found that the badge was hollow and something was hidden inside.

Huo Huo, there is indeed something good! Ouyang Xuan was secretly happy, grabbed the badge and thought about it carefully: Where is the mechanism?

After searching for a while, Ouyang Xuan finally found it. He gently pressed the lion's head on the front of the badge, and the "click" inside the badge sounded gently, and the bottom opened.

Ouyang Xuan hurriedly looked up and borrowed light to look inside. It seemed that a small note was hidden inside. He quickly hooked it out and opened it carefully.

The small note has turned yellow very yellow. It is obviously a few years old. It is probably made with badges, and it may be about two hundred years old.

The note was drawn with a painting and a floor plan of a huge tower group. Ouyang Xuan looked carefully and saw that there were thirteen attached towers around it, and six middle towers on the outer floor, well towers and prisms as defensive facilities.
To be continued...