The size of Sori Port is slightly smaller than that of the towns of Country Z, but it is a huge city in the entire Soma. Since it avoids chaos and is a port jointly protected by several major warlords, there will be almost no war. Although the commerce is underdeveloped, every time the materials imported from abroad need to be scattered all over the country to meet the basic food and clothing problems of the Soma people.

There are three ports in Soma, namely Oberi Port, Baikuru Port, and the last port of Soma. The three ports are occupied by seven warlords of Soma, namely the seven major separatist warlords of Soma. As for the rest, they are not in a state of inequality. Except for the field of their own, the rest have no ability to occupy them.

As for General Berville, Zhang Xiaojian has been inquired about it. He was born in a military family in Soma Country. He studied in Country M. He graduated from the Locks Military Academy in Country M. When he returned to China, his father had just died and inherited the position of General.

Berville had ambitions, but unfortunately he was born in a chaotic world and was powerless in the domestic situation. When many warlords overthrew the government, he also followed the crowd and pulled up the tiger's skin as a banner and became a member of the warlord.

When Zhang Xiaojian saw the other party's experience, he had to admire the general. Although he was born in a military family, he started from scratch, from scratch, and now he has been involved in the seven major warlords who have been passed down for a hundred years. You can imagine his ability.

"This person is pretty good!" Zhang Xiaojian exclaimed, "By the way, as you said, he is quite powerful now. Using his wind power for me, spreading faith is a shortcut."

"Pope Crown, although this is good, but people's hearts are separated from their belly. When I deal with him, I think he is more cunning than a fox. Being careful is the way to be stable." Zhou Jue stood beside Zhang Xiaojian and gave him respectful advice. At this time, he was not very happy. Standing beside the pope's side, the breath that was unconsciously emitted from him made him feel like a giant beast in the abyss, and sometimes he was like an angel releasing blessing light. The two feelings intertwined, making him feel physically and mentally exhausted from his heart.

Zhang Xiaojian did not shake his thoughts because of this, "Stable? This is not necessary. My god can do everything and knows everything. All conspiracies and tricks in the face of Supreme Weili will definitely become false and jokes."

"Yes!" Zhou Jue responded quickly. The moment he saw the great God of Tuluo, the world changed color and its power was enough to shake the world. He firmly believed that if God of Tuluo wanted to destroy the earth, he would just wave his hand.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jue no longer had any worries, and all conspiracies would no longer exist under the power of the divine world.

He drank a cup of coffee bought from the store in the port that was specially provided for the best. "This coffee tasted pretty good." Zhang Xiaojian thought of this in his mind, and then threw the coffee cup he had finished drinking into a waste of money trash can.

Soma's environmental governance is not very good, and it is much worse than the poor environmental governance in Country Z. Although a large number of cleaners clean up every day, it will be restored to its original state in just a few hours. The major warlords did not increase their efforts to rectify this, which is conducive to increasing the employment rate.

Just then, noisy sounds came from the front, and the mixed shouting made the street heat up instantly, like a vegetable market.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaojian frowned. What's going on?

According to his knowledge along the way, this would not happen in Port Sori, and the Soma people did not like to speak loudly.

"Uncle?" Zhou Jue also looked at Pope Zhang Xiaojian in confusion. He was also very curious, but he couldn't go alone. This was really too illegal, so he had to ask Zhang Xiaojian's intention.

Zhang Xiaojian led Zhou Jue forward, Zhou Jue followed behind him, carefully maintaining a distance from him. He could not exceed the shoulders under the equal Pope's crown. This is the gap between status. People with insufficient status follow people with high status and cannot exceed the shoulders of people with high status. It is better to regard them as disrespectful.

This is the way to express identity that has been used in ancient times in the country Z to this day.

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A large group of people watched a young Soma man. He was pale, biting his lips, suffering tremendous pain, and was covered in rags. What was so shocking was that one of his hands was cut off at this time, and blood kept coming out, but no one rushed forward to stop him.

Amid the crowd's discussion, Zhang Xiaojian heard the reason. This man was a gambler. Gambling in a poor country, Soma, was simply a struggle, so civilians would not go gamble. He was originally a member of a wealthy family, but unfortunately he was in a gambling dilemma. His huge family business was ruined and he owed a lot of debts.

The law is not binding in Soma, and a group of debt-seeking murderers cut off their arms on the street.

Zhang Xiaojian carefully looked at the gambler in front of him, but in just three seconds he was full of doubt. The man's eyes looked empty, without a god, like a marionette and without a soul. Although the other party closed his eyes from time to time, his face showed a ferocious expression. To outsiders, it was the other party expressing his pain, but in Zhang Xiaojian's eyes, the other party was covering up something.

"Marion puppets have been brainwashed." Zhang Xiaojian came to the conclusion that brainwashing is very common in the church, but brainwashing is also divided into several levels. The highest level is just like the person in front of him, which washes away the soul, followed by pyramid schemes, and finally, it is the method used by the church now, subconsciously, implanting things into the human subconscious. Over time, the content implanted will come true, and it is also the best way to deepen the faith and piety of believers.

"Crown this?" Zhou Jue asked softly.

Zhang Xiaojian turned his head and looked at Zhou Jue, "Don't worry, just watch it like this."

"Yes!" Although Zhou Jue was puzzled, if the blood in front of him was flowing like this, he would sooner or later die. However, he was at the command and could not help the other party.

Suddenly there was a noise in the crowd. It turned out that a team of military vehicles were parked outside the crowd. A black man, about 1.9 meters tall, walked out of the car, wearing military uniforms and several badges on his shoulders.

Several soldiers followed. This man was General Burville as Zhou Jue mentioned.

Berville just heard the shouts coming from the front in the car, so he asked someone to drive over. Recently, in order to expand his strength, he had to promote his image, so that people could join him.

"You and you go and let the crowd make a way out." Berville commanded his subordinates, and then two soldiers holding guns pushed the crowd away and leaked the passage of a sufficiently large space.

Zhang Xiaojian glanced at the other party, felt a pressure coming from the other party, and nodded secretly. Indeed, the other party had some ability, and this aura alone was enough to shock many servants.

"What's wrong with you?" Burwell first saw a broken arm on the ground, and then saw the gambler, and was shocked. But when he thought of himself promoting his image, he calmed down and went up to ask.

"Ah?" The gambler was stunned and then was overjoyed: "General Burville, it is General Burville. Thank you!" As he said that, he reached out and grabbed the other party's boots with excitement.

"Berville is really friendly to the people and cares about people's livelihood, it's really good!" Zhou Jue sighed. It was also touching that a superior could pull down his figure and rescue a gambler.

"It's every time, it's a pity..." Zhang Xiaojian didn't say anything halfway through his words.

"What a pity for the Crown Master?" Zhou Jue was puzzled and thought of what a pity was.

"It's a pity that he is asking for help now is not the weak, but a god of death who wants his life!" Zhang Xiaojian snorted coldly. The moment he saw the other person's eyes, he had already learned about the identity of the so-called gambler - the human bomb.

There is something called a human bomb, which allows living people to tie bombs to approach the target, and then self-destruct and die together. And now this scene is going to be staged.

This was a carefully planned attack, and the target of the attack was General Berville, who was comforting the gambler. First, choose the route to enter Berville, and then let a gambler who had already laid out a chess piece, appear. After careful calculations, the murderer who borrowed money came out to cut off the gambler's arms and attracted the attention of the crowd, thereby attracting Berville, who is promoting his image today.

All this was done without any leakage, but it could not escape Zhang Xiaojian's eyes.

"Save? Or not?" This is Zhang Xiaojian's biggest problem now. Before saving, he must think about whether it is in line with his own interests. If it is not, then he will not take action. Doing too much without profit will be harmful, and this is not a lie.

The gambler was having a happy chat with Berville. Berville had someone to help him stop the blood, and then waited for the arrival of the ambulance. This matter has passed, and Berville's reputation will be improved one after another, so that he will be more confident to take a piece of meat from Port Sori.

Just when Berville thought the matter was about to end, the gambler's eyes suddenly flashed, and the remaining hand was already put into the torn clothes. It was precisely because of the existence of this torn clothes that more people offset their doubts. In the eyes of others, how could such clothes hide a bomb or weapon?

"Save!" Zhang Xiaojian had already thought about it. The result he calculated was very ideal. With Berville, he could quickly occupy the Port of Sori, so that the church would have the first port in Africa, thus laying the foundation for the future.

"Leilo, go and get rid of the black soldier in that building." Zhang Xiaojian ordered a Lei Luo who followed him. Zhou Jue was watching. He had not reacted yet. Of course, this is why he had not thought that things would happen so quickly.

I encountered such a situation just after arriving at Port Soli, and it was unlikely that I could think of it.

"Yes, the crown prince!" Lei Luo held his right hand in front of his chest, and a church ritual was displayed. Then his body dissipated in the crowd. After five or six seconds, the black soldier in the building who was observing the situation of Berville with a telescope suddenly felt his neck tightening, but the next moment he was dead. A white flame burned up, and in the blink of an eye the body had turned into ashes.

All of this quickly reached the extreme, which made Zhou Jue dumbfounded. Of course, Zhou Jue was surprised that the other party's speed had reached the extreme, and just thinking about it made people envious.

"Crown!" Lei Luo handed over something similar to a remote control, which was the remote control of the bomb.

The gambler has holes in his pockets of clothes and cannot hold things. He inserts his hands into his pocket just to send a signal.

"This!" Zhou Jue saw the remote control and looked at the gambler again. His face changed drastically. "I actually walked in the gate of hell just now." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shivered all over.
Chapter completed!