"I agree with what you said." Zhuge Kongshan said with a smile. "One, two, three, get out." The two people immediately got out from under Qing. At this time, they saw a man and a woman on the bed, who were having sex.

The man and woman seemed to suddenly feel something was wrong. They turned around and saw two people standing beside the bed. Just as the man was about to take action, Tang Ye punched him in the temple and he passed out.

The woman quickly pulled up the sheets, covered her breasts, and looked at Tang Ye and Zhuge Kongshan with fearful eyes. Tang Ye smiled and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, please cooperate." Tang Ye stretched out his hand and lightly chopped it with the knife.

The acupuncture points on the woman's chest were tapped, so she suddenly turned her head and fainted.

"It's okay now. We can go to the Muslim gathering later." Tang Ye said.

"Will they recognize us? Their men all have beards, but neither of us have beards." Zhuge Kongshan said. "Good idea, I just shave off this man's beard and stick it on my mouth."

." Tang Ye said, took out the dagger, cut off the beard on the man's chest, and stuck it around his mouth.

"Then what should I do?" Zhuge Kongshan asked. "For you, just pluck a few hairs from the woman's lower body and stick them on her head." Tang Ye said with a smile.

"Well, Tang Ye, if you hit me like this, I will give you something good to eat later." Zhuge Kongshan complained. "If you don't like it, forget it. You can also cut off a few of her hair."

Zhuge Kongshan had no choice but to cut off a bit of the woman's hair and stick it on his face. The two tied them up and gagged their mouths. On the field below, three to five hundred people had gathered, and there were no feet left.

At a moment's notice, Tang Ye and two others sneaked in and listened to this man's jabbering.

The screams kept coming, and the two of them just stared. After a while, two bright torches were lit on both sides of the stage. At this time, a woman wearing a white gauze walked out from the middle. Tang Ye had sharp eyes.

, he saw at a glance that this woman was the saint.

The Icelandic layman stood on the left, and on the right was a tall giant with very strong muscles. He held his head high, shoulders like an army, and eyes like a wolf. Zhuge Kongshan said: "In a while, I will deal with the Icelandic layman. You deal with the strong one."

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Tang Ye saw that the man was nearly two feet tall and his arms were as thick as his own thighs, and he immediately felt something was not good. Regardless of his boxing and kicking skills, he was not necessarily a match for this guy. But fortunately, he had bone spurs on his body, so he was okay.

Using weapons, Tang Ye is still very confident about this.

At this time, the moon came out. A bald man walked up to the saint and recited a few words. Then the kneeling ceremony began. Everyone in the audience sang songs they didn't understand and bent down to bow their heads.

Tang Ye and Zhuge Kongshan also bent down and began to kneel down. They knelt down seven times before standing up.

At this time, a large number of people began to perform rituals, dancing, yelling, and laughing, like a group of patients who had escaped from a mental hospital. Tang Ye said with a smile: "Damn, these people are all sick.

Let's do it." After saying this, a man in front immediately turned his head and looked at Tang Ye with a fierce look. He might understand Chinese. Tang Ye immediately kept silent and lowered his head. The man didn't turn his head.

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After a while, dozens of strong men came to both sides, leading camels and goats. They stabbed a two-foot-long sharp knife into the camel's neck on the spot. Blood flew everywhere and splashed out everywhere. Those men

immediately

The camel blood was collected in a bowl, and everyone drank it. The rest was given to each person in a bowl, and the goat's blood was poured out. Everyone drank a few big sips. When Tang Ye and Zhuge were empty, the two

People can only drink it several times in a row.

At this time, the Icelandic layman waved his hand to indicate that the sacrificial ceremony had begun. A very shocking sound was heard in the back hall. A large bronze tripod was carried out by eight bare-armed men. There was a sudden explosion in the middle.

There was a raging fire, and it was full of red-hot coal. "What are they going to do?" Tang Ye asked Zhuge Kongshan softly.

"It looks like you want to burn the saint to death?"

"What? How is it possible? The saint is the leader of their divine religion. What's the use of burning her to death? Besides, is she willing to be burned to death?" Tang Ye asked.

"She must not be willing. Didn't you see? Her expression was very frightened. She must have been coerced." Zhuge Kongshan said. "Who would help coerce her?"

"Iceland layman." Zhuge Kongshan replied.

"He, how do you know?"

"That's what I guessed."

"Go." Tang Ye stared at the fire cauldron and watched intently. He saw the cauldron being unloaded in front of the saint, and then the Icelandic layman walked up to the front desk and chirped again. Then he waved his hand, and the people behind him,

The saint was tied to the cross, and it looked like she was going to be thrown into the cauldron and roasted.

Tang Ye couldn't help but said: "No way, such a beautiful woman should be burned alive like this?" "This is a custom of their divine religion." Zhuge Kongshan said. Tang Ye thought of this woman's lustful appearance.

His eyes suddenly filled with pity, and he thought to himself: No matter what, she cannot die, I must save her.

"Customs, no. I think the Icelandic lay people did this to control the religious believers in the country. I don't believe it." As Tang Ye said, he quietly took out a dagger from his waist. He wanted to

At the most critical moment, he threw a flying knife and stabbed the opponent to death. Zhuge Kongshan glanced at Tang Ye's dagger and immediately asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

"Save people." "Are you kidding me? It would be a good thing if the saint died. If she had not died, this religious sect would not have split. Now, it is a good thing that the Icelandic lay people are doing this deliberately for their own selfish interests.

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Tang Ye said: "I can't just watch more people die, I want to save her."

At this time, only four men were seen, lifting the saint up and preparing to throw it onto the fire cauldron. The flames inside were roaring up and were about one meter high. If the saint was thrown into it, the fragrance would disappear in an instant.

Jade died. Everyone in the audience stared at this scene attentively, wondering what importance this kind of sacrificial ceremony held in the religion.

, looked up at the moon, the Icelandic layman waved his hand, and the four men lifted the saint and threw it into the fire. "Assistant." Tang Ye shouted at the critical moment, and jumped up, a

The flying knife flew out and stabbed the leading man who was carrying the saint.

The whole place was as lonely as night, but unexpectedly, a loud voice fell from the sky. Everyone immediately turned their heads and stared at Tang Ye. However, Tang Ye jumped up, stepped on the shoulders of the people in front, and ran quickly to the stage.

The dagger came from the air, and with a sizzling sound, it was inserted directly into the throat of the first person carrying the saint. Suddenly the saint lost her balance and fell from the shoulders of several people. It hit her.

on the dead man.

The layman in Iceland still didn't understand what was going on. He saw a saint in white jump forward and immediately felt something bad. He flew forward and was about to stop Tang Ye. Tang Ye shouted: "Zhuge Kongshan."

Zhuge Kongshan was in a daze. When he heard the cry, he immediately jumped forward, flew up from the crowd, flew over like a whirlwind, and had a big fight with the Icelandic layman in the air. Tang Ye, on the other hand, was like that

The man, who was as strong as an ox, started fighting. He used a tornado kick and hit the strong man on the head. However, the man stretched out his hand to block the blow and gently deflected it.

Tang Ye lay down while fighting, swept his legs a few times, swept away some soldiers around him, bent down and grabbed the collar of the saint, and pulled her up with the cross under her body. That strong man

The man came over with a punch. The casserole-sized fist hit Tang Ye's chest. Tang Ye grasped the cross with his left hand and kicked out with his right foot, hitting the strong man's chin. Hearing a sound, strong man

He fell into the fire cauldron, struggling loudly in pain.

There were several "bang bang" sounds, and I don't know who fired how many times.

The scene immediately became chaotic. All the saints were in chaos and retreated one after another. As a result, their footsteps were chaotic and many people were trampled under their feet. Zhuge Kongshan and the Icelandic layman were seen punching and kicking under the fire cauldron.

, the beating was so intense that it was hard to separate. Tang Ye took out the bone spurs, forced back a dozen soldiers, and after a few blows, cut the saint's rope, and pulled the saint up. The saint's eyes were right.

Looking into Tang Ye's eyes, Tang Ye could see the gratitude in her heart.

The soldiers at the back surrounded Tang Ye and the Saint. They all held full-moon scimitars, showing their fierce looks, and slashed at Tang Ye. Tang Ye didn't want to kill too much, so he immediately used his true energy secretly and threw out the bone spurs in his hands.

, in an instant, the fingers and wrists of several people fell to the ground with weapons, blood splashed everywhere, and hit Tang Ye's face.

But at this time, the Icelandic layman was hit in the chest with Zhuge Kongshan's palm, and his body fell far away like a thrown stone. With a bang, the Icelandic layman's back suddenly touched the fire cauldron. The burned

The red copper tripod instantly scorched the Icelandic layman's back. Zhuge Kongshan immediately picked up the machete on the ground, turned around and took it out. The machete stabbed straight into the Icelandic layman's heart. In the flash of lightning,

The Icelandic layman was stabbed front and back, struggled a few times, and fell into a pool of blood.

When everyone saw that the two generals had been killed, they all became confused and retreated one after another, no longer coming forward. Tang Ye saw that the saint seemed to be dying, so he immediately picked her up and said, "Let's go, quickly.

"Zhuge Kongshan looked at Tang Ye holding a beautiful woman, shook his head and said: "Boy, I think you are so brave only because of women."

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tang Ye carried the saint out of the community. Chen Zhengyang, who was outside, had already notified the police and was preparing to handle the funeral arrangements. When Lan Yuxi saw Tang Ye coming out with a beautiful woman in his arms, her expression immediately changed. "

Quick, ambulance, ambulance." Tang Ye said urgently.

The ambulance was already waiting nearby, and Tang Ye picked up the saint. The doctors immediately performed first aid, and Tang Ye got out of the car. Lan Yuxi walked up to him and smiled: "The clothes are good, let's steal them."

"Someone lent it to me."

"Do you want to return it?" Lan Yuxi asked.

"No need to pay it back." Tang Ye shook off his white clothes and returned to his original state. Dozens of policemen quickly arrived and arrested dozens of soldiers in the venue. Chen Zhengyang walked up to Tang Ye and asked: "These people, you

Are you sure it was someone who bombed the airport or robbed the bank?"

"I'm sure it must be the case. It would be best to wait until this beauty wakes up and let her say it herself." Tang Ye said.
Chapter completed!