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After all, his residence is not a secret.

"No." Hubbard asked Giuliani to pour a glass of wine: "If I'm not safe here, there is no safe place in New York."

Giuliani is a tall Jewish man. Although he is nearly fifty years old, he has a super vitality far exceeding that of men of the same age: "Ron, every time I come to your place, I am reluctant to leave."

Hubbard said: "You can live here!" He held out his hand to gesture to a large number of beauties: "They are all yours."

Giuliani pointed to Hubbard: "What I admire most about you is that you know how to share!" He sighed: "Unfortunately, I met you too late, and I have too many times a day, and I always feel powerless."

Hubbard laughed: "You must participate in the activities on Christmas Eve! Believe me, the activities on Christmas Eve will give you a new life. Not only will your desire, persistence and ability be enhanced, but you will also be like a teenager. As sensitive as a young boy, as long as you want, you can float in the sky all day long!"

"There won't be a price, will there?" Giuliani asked.

Hubbard stopped laughing and said very seriously: "No, because I will pay the price through the ceremony! The one I communicated with, it only requires believers to have high desires, and the desires of believers are its greatest strength."

Giuliani sipped the wine slowly: "In this world, there are no benefits that you can get without paying the price."

Hubbard didn't answer, because the answer is obvious, Giuliani's care of his business and connivance of Mensa's politics is itself a kind of sacrifice.

Giuliani put down his glass and suddenly asked, "Ron, what's your purpose?"

Hubbard was surprised: "What purpose can I have?"

"People always have goals in doing things. For example, my ambition is in the White House." Giuliani asked: "What about you? What is the real goal?"

Hubbard understood what he meant, and was worried that the Mensa would cause a big mess under his rule. He said, "Have we known each other for five years? You have a certain understanding of what kind of person I am. I'm not Jim Jones. Not Manson, not Mensa, not Davidianism and Heaven's Gate."

He said very frankly: "I just want to earn more money and enjoy more happiness! I don't want to be like those foolish guys who live a good life and don't enjoy it, but they will die! I always think that money and beautiful women That is the greatest joy of being a man! Have you enjoyed enough of this fun? Give me another 100 years, and I still can’t enjoy it enough!"

Giuliani smiled: "You are such a vulgar guy!"

Hubbard said: "People in New York are vulgar like me, and you will have a lot less trouble."

Giuliani stood up, opened his arms, and the murderous housekeeper brought him a coat and put it on.

"There is still some time until dawn, I can take a nap when I go back." He walked outside: "Don't send it off."

He also has a residence above this apartment building.

When Giuliani left, Hubbard asked, "Kelly, what's going on?"

The fierce female housekeeper said: "There is nothing unusual, it should be someone peeping from a distance with a telescope or something."

Hubbard raised a finger and warned: "Fire, theft, paparazzi!"

…………

Long Island, Nassau County.

The sun rose, adding a bit of warmth to New York in winter. Ronan sat in front of the window where the sunlight came in, carving wolf bones with a carving knife.

Just now, Pingqi called and had in-depth communication with Jocelyn, and decided that the husband and wife should face the possible difficulties together.

They abandoned their mansion on the Upper East Side to find a place to hide temporarily.

Although he swears to his wife, but a man's oath is often just listened to.

Ping Qi hinted that Ronan, Jocelyn's mother and daughter's blood was related to the birdman flying in the sky.

They are not the only ones who have the blood of bird people. Many bird people left blood in those years. Their natural mission is to hunt and kill demons that represent chaos and destruction.

Jocelyn broke into the Mensa Cult to find out news for her organization. They suspected that the Mensa Cult would make a big move on Christmas Eve—summoning demons or evil gods with special rituals!

According to Ronan's initial impression, Mensa taught these people to indulge in pleasure.

What good is it for pleasure to summon demons or gods?

According to Thomas, the devil is different from the devil, the latter is good at playing with people's hearts and schemes, while the former is a representative of chaos and evil, born to destroy.

In layman's terms, the devil likes to use his brain, and the devil's brain grows muscles.

However, no matter the devil or the devil, Ronan has only one goal, to get the teeth of the vampire viscount.

Didn't get any gains last night.

Ronan was not disappointed and frustrated, which is definitely used in Mensa rituals.

As for the blood of Jocelyn and Clary, Birdman must be an angel.

There are devils, demons, and angels, and there is nothing strange about it.

Ronan was just a little curious, what exactly are the Knights Templar looking for?

As long as the enemy is unhappy or uncomfortable, Ronan doesn't mind pushing him when it's convenient.

Jess drove the car into the garage, and quickly came in through the inner door with her things. She had just gone out to make a big purchase to prepare for the evening party.

Ronan asked, "Need my help?"

"No, I can do it myself." Jess didn't dare to ask him to help, and went to the garage to move two boxes in, and said while taking things out: "I asked Eva to lead the people hiding in the dark to search the temple. The whereabouts of the Knights, but they are mainly street bums and thieves, it is hard to say how much they can play."

Ronan said, "Do your best."

Jess went out this trip and did a lot of things: "The agent I pushed to the front desk was Jordan Belfort. He had participated in Mensa's public activities, and I asked him to officially join Mensa. There were a lot of news. source."

Ronan replied, "Yes."

Jess continued: "In the evening, Amy will bring a new girl who joined the dance troupe. She has gotten closer to that girl recently. Nick may not come. Amy has been having conflicts with him recently."

Ronan nodded and asked, "Where is the Continental Hotel in New York?"

Jess gave an address.

Ronan got up: "I'll go out for a while and come back in the afternoon."

…………

New York, The Continental Hotel.

In the luxuriously decorated and extravagant office, General Manager Winston welcomed a distinguished guest.

Dawei sat on the sofa, took out the badge in his pocket, and put it on the low table.

Winston picked it up, carefully identified it, and made another phone call. After confirming, he said, "Judger."

He went on to explain: "This is routine."

Dawei said: "Instructions from the Presbyterian Church, you must cooperate with my actions in New York."

Winston was puzzled: "The previous judge..."

"She's missing." Dawei said directly: "You don't have to think about her, it's not within your scope of duty."

Winston frowned. The man's tone of voice displeased him.

The Continental Hotel in New York was established by Winston. After decades of hard work, it has become the most outstanding and largest hotel among all the Continental hotels.

It is no exaggeration to say that Winston is the king of the Continental Hotel in New York.

This is his territory!

But Winston didn't have the courage to openly resist the high table, and said, "What do I need to do?"

Dawei took out the photos of Clary and Jocelyn and put them on the table: "Find these two people as quickly as possible."

Winston looked carefully at the photo. The name was written on the back of the photo, and asked: "Is there anything special about them?"

"You just need to find out the person." Dawei's tone was blunt, as if the superior ordered the subordinate: "Don't ask other questions that you shouldn't ask."

Winston pressed patiently and put away the photograph.

Dawei put down a card: "Notify me immediately if there is any news."

Winston made no reply, but nodded.

Dawei got up and went straight out of the manager's room.

Winston did not move a muscle.

Behind him, an assistant standing by the wall, a black man named Caron, said, "He's very rude."

Winston picked up his glass and took a sip: "He is someone sent by the Presbyterian Church. He may be a student of an elder. The teacher's teacher may be a certain great knight, or even a knight commander. He came from Jerusalem and looked down on us. These New Yorkers, it's normal."

There was obvious sarcasm in his words: "Perhaps they are still living in the old days. Jerusalem is still the former holy city and the center of the world. Without them, the whole world will collapse and the earth will not turn."

Caron said: "If your words spread, the elders will think you are disrespectful!"

"It's just you and me here." Winston asked, "Caron, will you speak out? No."

Cuaron is Winston's most loyal subordinate.

Winston sighed: "In the final analysis, it's a matter of strength. Our strength is not as good as that of the Presbyterian Church. They can send people over to eliminate us at any time. We cannot be independent and can only endure."

Caron persuaded: "Only by living can there be hope."

Winston stood up: "New York is not Jerusalem, maybe they will understand this." He looked at Caron: "What should be done must be done, confess, find someone! By the way, find out where these people are hiding. "

Caron is very clear: "It will never break away from the relationship with the Jewish organization, they can only collude with the Jews."

"Respect, we are a Jewish organization!" Winston said here, and found that Caron was darker than his suit: "I almost forgot, you are not Jewish."

Caron walked out: "In a broad sense, a person who believes in Judaism is a Jew."

Downstairs in the hotel lobby, Ronan showed his badge and entered the hotel through the main entrance.

There are quite a few people in the lobby, and it seems that the business is busy.

Ronan came to the front desk and asked about the rewards released some time ago. One of the rewards was actually completed by someone!

Seeing the result, Ronan didn't know what to say!

The result has been verified by the Continental Hotel, and it is true and effective, but to Ronan, it is almost nothing.

Because the answer provided by the person who completed the bounty is - Mensa, the annual Christmas event!

Ronan knew about it yesterday.

But the reward was announced in Los Angeles, before Ronan went to Europe, and the Stone of Destiny in the hands of the Voodoo Cult had not yet been obtained.

In addition, the reward for the king of ghouls has been initially reported at the Continental Hotel in Dubai, and the specific news has yet to be announced.

Considering that the Continental Hotel's channel is still useful, Ronan paid a bounty of 50 US dollars.

For him, money is a relatively easy solution.

After finishing the settlement, Ronan suddenly received the latest text message on his mobile phone registered at the Continental Hotel.

This kind of text message is often sent to members in the area only when it is urgent or when a large amount of reward is offered.

A multimedia message with two photos, standard name and simple information.

Jocelyn and Clary!

A reward offered by the Knights Templar!

After reading the text message, Ronan immediately inspected the audience with his eyes, but found no familiar faces.

In Aryan's confession, the leader of the Knights Templar was named David, a Jewish man with a strong figure, a stern appearance and a tough personality.

But looking at the hotel lobby, there seem to be many people of this type.

Ronan no longer tried to distinguish in vain, and quickly left the hotel, found a cafe nearby, and used ravens to monitor nearby.

…………

On the outskirts of New York Harbor, in an old-fashioned warehouse with a large area.

Beggars and thieves scattered all over New York often come in and out here. This is their base camp and the place where gangs are stationed.

A terrace was built on the top of the warehouse. Bowery likes to sit on the terrace, bask in the sun, watch his beloved pigeons, and drink coffee overlooking his territory.

He is the chief of the thieves and most beggars in New York!

In both industries, Bowery is a king.

However, that was before.

From the moment he met a certain blonde girl with bright eyes and bright teeth a few months ago, Bowery had the idea that he should abdicate to the virtuous, become a great lord, and respect her as a queen.

This idea grew stronger and stronger, until a month and a half ago, he took an oath of allegiance to the queen.

A black man came up from below and said, "Boss, the waiter is here."

Bowery beckoned: "Come on."

Eva walked up the stairs in ordinary clothes, took off her winter cotton cap, and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

Bowery nodded and asked directly: "The Queen has orders?"