Chapter 315
Chapter 315
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Fuso, Cavendi Beach Hotel.
Drinking wine and admiring the girl in a variety of swimsuits outside the beach, an old man about fifty years old smiled at the corner of his mouth, this person was the mysterious killer Apollo who ranked second in the Temple of the Sun.
As the second killer of the Temple of the Sun and one of the founders of the Temple, he founded the Temple of the Sun decades ago with Zeus, the god of the Temple today.
After decades of development, he defeated countless opponents, and finally founded the Sun Temple, the largest killer organization in the United States, which made all forces fearful, but he had been developing the Sun Temple smoothly, until half a year ago, when the twenty butchers of the Divine Guard launched a siege on the blood red clothes, their bad luck in the Sun Temple never seemed to leave.
Then the Divine Guard fell one after another, and even Leon disappeared two months ago, as if the world had evaporated.
And the purpose of his trip, firstly, is to distract his mind, and secondly, to investigate the cause of the collapse of the Sakura Society, whether it is the driving force behind this, and whether it is related to the fall of many gods and guards in their Sun Temple, after all, the organizations of various countries have more or less turmoil, so they can't be unconcerned.
Jingle bell ~
At this moment, a mobile phone rang, the caller was no one else, it was Inoue Taiichi, the person in charge of Inoue Comics, as early as ten years ago, the two had contact, but the two have not been in contact much in the past ten years, only three or five times, of course, every time it is a big order.
Seeing the phone, Apollo knew that big business was coming to his door.
"Hey.
Taiichi Inoue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the phone connected, "Mr. Apollo, I have a big order here, I need to kill a lot of people, the price is 200 million US dollars, I don't know if I will have time." "
Oh?" Hearing Taichi's straightforward statement, Apollo smiled slightly, the list of 200 million US dollars is really not small.
"Presumably, Mr. Apollo also knows something about Inoue Comics now, what we want is to ask Mr. Apollo to kill everyone related to Huaxia Dream Comics, of course, all the kills in Fuso, as for Mr. Apollo on the Huaxia side, he can do what he can. "
Hehe, this task is kind of interesting.
After a pause, Apollo glanced at the beautiful scenery in his bathing suit on the beach, "It just so happened that I was free during this time, and by the way, I did the task you said." "
Well, then trouble Mr. Apollo.
After hanging up the phone, Apollo sent people relevant information about fantasy comics, and smiled slightly after seeing it, but it was not his phone call with Inoue Taiichi, which was intercepted by the Rakshasa Temple in China, "God two Apollo, this is a big fish!"
"However, if you want to do something with fantasy comics, it seems that you are really tired of crookedness, and you think that the Sun Temple has existed in the world for too long." He
muttered, and then passed the news to Mo Luo and the blood red clothes, in order to make sure that it was better for them to make a move, after all, the god of the Sun Temple was extremely mysterious, and no one knew about the high strength, because all the people who had seen Apollo make a move were dead.
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Half a day later.
The Fuso branch of the fantasy comic book has just been built not far away.
Apollo stood on the 20th floor of the building, looking at his target this time, the people in Fusang this time in the fantasy comics have to die, as for the so-called background, just kidding?
As long as all these people are dead, who will know that he did it!
Apollo has full confidence in his own strength, "Dream comics, it seems to have something to do with the Mu family, the imperial capital of China, Jiji~".
Just as Apollo was about to make a move, two figures sneered behind him, in the shape of horns.
"Huh!?"
Apollo didn't panic in the slightest, but looked behind him with interest, and a man and a woman suddenly appeared, these two were Moro and Scarlet.
"Oh?"
"It's kind of funny, I found the old man."
After looking at the two of them for a while, his eyes finally fell on the blood red clothes, and the killing intent surged in his eyes, "You should be the blood red clothes, the person that the butcher wanted to kill seemed to have been rescued." "
One of the founders of the Sun Temple, the second god Apollo, we didn't go looking for you, but we sent it to the door ourselves.
Moro looked at Apollo with great interest, if they wanted to completely destroy the Sun Temple, the first thing they had to do was to get rid of Apollo and Zeus, who ranked first in the gods, so as to prevent future troubles.
"Wait for me, it seems........ The force behind you is the Rakshasa Hall that destroyed the Fuso Sakura Society. "
Apollo is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, that Rakshasa Temple is stirring up trouble in various countries, he vaguely guesses the purpose of this force, but this ambitious person is afraid that he will be killed when the time comes.
"It's useless to say more, since you found me, then let me see how strong your Rakshasa Hall is!"
Apollo didn't have the slightest contempt in his eyes, and under the flash, he didn't know when a sharp blade appeared in his hand, killing Mo Luo and Blood Red at a strange speed.
Moro Blood Red felt Apollo's speed, and his expression was slightly stunned, this old thing deserved to be the second-ranked master of the Sun Temple.
Ding Ding Ding Ding ~
~ The sound of the collision of blades came from the building intensively, the knife flew over, the figure flickered, and finally at a certain moment, puff puff~~
With the tacit cooperation of Moro and the blood red clothes, the arteries of Apollo's limbs were cut like lightning, and the red blood was sprinkled, and Apollo's eyes were full of disbelief, "You.......
Puff ~
The blood-red figure flashed, and the next moment a knife slashed Apollo's neck, and the hot blood poured out, and then sprayed down on the ground, one of the founders of the Sun Temple, the second god of the gods, Apollo, died, ending his life.
"Fortunately, the two of us came, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kill this Apollo. Mo Luo glanced at Apollo who was lying on the ground, and said happily, Sun Temple God II, who would have thought that the strength was so terrifying.
The blood-red clothes had already taken out the black powder, and then sprinkled it on Apollo's body, and then Apollo's body dissipated at a very fast speed, and after three seconds, it turned into a pinch of fly ash and fell to the ground.
"Let's go.
Mo Luo looked at the ash and left the field, and the blood red clothes paused for a moment and followed Mo Luo away, and the silence in the building returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
However, no one knew that in the past few minutes, the Sun Temple God Guardian II, who had been extremely feared by countless people, had already fallen in the unknown place of Fuso, just like Leon's fate, no one knew his traces, and this was only the beginning of the Sun Temple's fall from the altar and its decline.
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