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Chapter 144: Sartmento

Shaw's concern lasted for nearly half an hour until Xiao Yang's footsteps stopped at the Chinese restaurant next to the ruins of the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

He didn't expect Xiao Yang to come here, but his steps automatically followed Xiao Yang in.

"It seems that this master of God does not take the people of the Los Angeles Holy Society seriously at all. If this is the case, what should I be afraid of?" Shaw suddenly became full of courage, and suddenly, he was still a little passionate: "I am already thirty-two years old. If I don't go crazy again, wouldn't I be in vain?"

Xiao Yang ignored Shaw's psychological activities, and he didn't have the intention to figure it out.

After ordering some Chinese food, the group walked around the Sacred Heart Cathedral again. It still didn't attract attention, which made Xiao Yang very disappointed and couldn't help but complain: "Are all the people in the Los Angeles Saint Society a turtle? Can one shrink more than the other?"

Since his complaints were spoken in Chinese, no one around him understood them.

"Berner Shaw, what process is needed if he wants to participate in the Superpower Conference?" Xiao Yang turned his head and asked.

"First, we have to register for the California Supernatural Association in Sartmento, and then we will get a right to participate. In a series of knockout matches, we must defeat all the other sacred associations in California, and then we will automatically obtain tickets to the holy land. Those who fight against other sacred associations in North America and win the championship will become the only team that can enter the holy land to practice!" Shaw replied in detail.

"No!" As soon as Shaw finished speaking, the bastard on the side picked on his fingers: "There is also a wild card match. The superpowers headquarters will issue ten wild cards, allowing the ten strongest teams under the age of 40 to join in."

"Yes, he was right!" Shaw simply admitted his omission.

But before the dog bastard could be proud, Xiao Yang coldly taught him a lesson: "If I don't let you talk in the future, just shut up. Slaves must have the awareness of slaves."

When the dog bastard heard this, he quickly closed his mouth, not even daring to show off his anger, for fear of Xiao Yang's cruel means.

The dog bastard was so terrified that Bernard Shaw couldn't help but be silent. He had seen Xiao Yang's bloodthirsty, but he didn't expect him to be so harsh.

This person must not be offended.

Shaw immediately had an impression.

In the past, he had natural discrimination against people with yellow skin and dark hair, believing that Westerners are more noble than Easterners. However, now in front of Xiao Yang, he feels that he is extremely humble. He even feels that the nobles he has seen before this Easterner will be too humble to raise his head. This guy's aura is completely above everyone, and is a world of difference from those noble temperaments that can be cultivated.

"Let's go, go to Sartmento, and hope to meet people from the Los Angeles Holy Society as soon as possible." Xiao Yang explained to Shaw, and then used his thoughts to urge Xiao Yi to go and prepare the vehicle.

"Yes!" Shaw nodded quickly. Now he has been tied to Xiao Yang's warship. Although they have only known each other for less than an hour and a half, they have established a relatively stable relationship. They have a common goal and they all want to go to the holy land.

Shaw went to the holy place to find his teacher, but Xiao Yang went to do destruction.

Soon, Xiao Yi found an extended concierge car. Then he took the group to Satemento.

Although Sartmento is not the largest city in the family Welfare, it is the capital of California. Therefore, the superpowers organization, which is closely related to the government, will also establish its headquarters there.

In the United States, the relationship between the superpowers and the government is inseparable, which is naturally different from the values ​​of the Eastern people. In the East, the temple and the rivers and lakes are strongly opposed, and almost flow from different streams. Therefore, this also gives the West many opportunities to take advantage of.

Just as Xiao Yang and his group headed to Sartmento, inside the most luxurious mansion in Beverly Hills in Los Angeles, several elderly men were holding meetings with the Los Angeles Police Department, the California Intelligence Department director and CIA officials.

Before the meeting began, they watched a video together. This video was a scene of Xiao Yang and others burning the Sacred Heart Cathedral and killing the Los Angeles Sacred Society.

This is a cruel scene, with people constantly being killed in the fire. It is also a blurry scene. Because the camera is not short from the scene, the characters on it are not clear, a bit like the stickman in the animation. Stickman fights. Then the entire Sacred Heart Cathedral has become a ruin.

"Where did these people come out? I need an explanation." Griffin, the elder of the Los Angeles Holy Council, who was sitting at the top, asked the police chief in great fury.

"We are investigating, and we have sent a large number of police forces to guard the intersections, stations and airports." Police Chief Joseph said tremblingly: "But you should also know that our police have very weak jurisdiction over psychics, and we are not qualified to investigate their origins."

He felt a little wronged, and the psychics fought, but he was involved in the mortal. He felt as if he had suffered an injustice.

"Idiot, do you think the psychics are ordinary people? They are obviously provoked by premeditated provocations, and they will not escape at all. They quickly mobilize the police force and search in the city. In addition, a wanted order was issued, and all the avatars of these people were printed out, and the whole city wanted."

"But..." Joseph frowned and plucked up the courage to say: "But, according to regulations, the police have no right to intervene in the battle between psychics? They cannot even want psychics. And if the people who set fire this time were from other holy associations, we... cannot afford to offend them."

"Bad!" The elder shouted angrily, and was about to get angry, when the CIA official stood up in time: "Sir, it is really a difficult task for the police to handle this matter. I have issued an investigation order to the headquarters. I believe that if it is really a competitive relationship, relevant personnel will come forward to take responsibility for this matter soon."

"Responsible? Humph! If I were asked to find out who was behind the scenes, I would never forgive me."

The great elder Wubi's rage.

At this time, the youngest elder sitting on the outside suddenly screamed: "Look carefully, killing Raphael is actually an oriental, he has black hair. Also, his long sword attack method is too similar to ancient martial arts!"

"Ancient Martial Artist?!!!"

Everyone exclaimed, and everyone in the room was shocked.

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