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In the early morning, District [-].

The fusiform demonized rat moved quickly along the edge of the street, its pointed nose constantly sniffed the air, distinguishing the smells it had smelled.

Ronan drove a Citroen, followed by Jess and Ramos the animal trainer.

Jess asked, "Are you sure it's around here?"

Feeling the mood swings of the Demonized Rat, Ramos said, "It's almost here."

Ronan's eyes were sharp, and he could keep up with the demonized rat without Ramos reminding him.

The Demonized Rat turned into a park and burrowed into the woods. The park was empty in the early hours of the morning. Ronan and the three got out of the car and followed.

After walking not far, Ronan saw someone in front of him through the woods, and gestured to Ramos.

Ramos immediately summoned the demonized rat.

Ronan made a silent gesture, and the three moved forward quietly.

In the clearing deep in the woods, two men in black were digging a hole.

Ramos comforted the Demonized Rat, pointed to the front, and indicated that the Demonized Rat's target was there.

Ronan looked at Jess.

Jess nodded and walked over there.

The sound of footsteps immediately attracted the two of them, and the moment they looked over, an idea popped up in their heads uncontrollably.

"It is our queen who is here, we must give our allegiance to her and give everything for her!"

The two put down the tools in their hands at the same time and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Ronan then followed.

The Demonic Rat rushed to the long bag at the feet of the two men, and tore the canvas with its sharp claws, revealing the withered corpse of a man inside.

Ramos checked slightly and said, "There is no wound."

Ronan was surprised, how did he get sucked dry without a wound?

As a famous artist in the valley, I suddenly thought of a possibility...

Jess asked, "Your identities."

The one with the bald head said: "A member of the Red Guard of the Cobra Snake Troop, codenamed 23."

Another same identity, just code-named 24.

Cobra's Basilisk troops, that's the real vampires.

Jess asked again, "Why did you come to Paris?"

The bald head replied obediently: "We accepted the order of the bald doctor to protect the doctor and the snake and wait for Joan of Arc to wake up in Paris. We are going to hunt Joan of Arc, let the snake queen absorb Joan's blood, become a perfect body, and lead us to welcome the saint back!"

When it came to welcoming the Holy Return, the bald head suddenly experienced mood swings.

Jess has been strengthening the seeds of consciousness, and immediately noticed it, and instantly calmed down her bald head: "Who is the Queen of the Snake?"

"The Snake Queen is the product of the Snake King's plan..." the bald head explained in detail.

Ronan understood that this was the so-called King Snake, and because it was female, Cobra called her Queen Snake.

That withered corpse was the work of the Snake Queen.

According to these two vampires, the Queen Snake has an extremely dissolute temperament. Not only does she hunt for fresh female blood every day, she will immediately abduct a man she likes, force her to have sex, and finally suck the adult.

Corpses are to be disposed of only by Red Guards.

Two vampires dug up the ground, and buried several corpses underneath.

What the demonized rat smelled was exactly the scent of the snake's body fluid left on the corpse.

Jess asked the vampire to bury the corpses in the ground, put on some disguise, and asked Ronan, "What to do with them?"

Ronan thought for a while, and said, "With your current ability, can you temporarily control them and let them return as internal responses?"

Jess has been promoted and her strength has been greatly enhanced. She said, "It will take a little time."

Ronan waved his hand and told her to do it quickly.

Jess didn't complain, and kept super motivated, continuing to spawn the seeds of consciousness in the heads of the two vampires.

From the budding state, the seed gradually grows into a towering tree.

After some time, the two vampires leave.

The three of Ronan followed behind and observed the Baroque manor from a distance.

Afterwards, the raven bomb was left behind for surveillance, and the group returned.

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Chapter 400 Paris is Burning and Joan of Arc's Judgment

Returning to the art shop, resting for a while, when the sky brightened, Ronan immediately called Jess and Ilsa who had just arrived, and made corresponding preparations based on the situation they got last night.

The cobra stares at Joan of Arc, and the Abyss Creator Snake Queen wants to suck Joan's pure blood.

Ronan is eyeing both sides at the same time!

Ilsa talked about the strike and the progress of the 93rd province.

Ronan said directly: "Spread the news of Joan's awakening underground in Paris. Since the cobras want Joan's blood, let them take the initiative."

He turned to the strike again: "Mobilize as many people as possible from the 93 provinces to enter the urban area of ​​Paris. Once there are more blacks, it will be difficult to think about it."

Ilsa added: "Most of the bottom workers in many industries in Paris are black."

Jess chimed in, "And then I'm going to cause chaos?"

This is her job, and she does it with ease.

Ronan reminded: "Be careful."

After discussing some other matters, the three left separately.

Ronan contacts Assassin again.

As an ally, you must use what you can.

Like Comrade Turning off the Lights, an anti-aircraft weapon.

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With the arrival of the new year, Paris began to be in turmoil.

On the car of the Security Bureau, the driver kept honking his horn, but the crowd gathered didn't seem to hear it, and they didn't give way at all.

Lawrence, the curator of the Louvre, saw more and more people gathering on the Champs-Elysees Avenue, and said to Gerald next to him, "How about we take a detour?"

Gerald said to the driver, "Go around this section."

The driver is already making preparations. After contacting the relevant personnel of the Security Bureau, he said: "It may take a long detour. According to the traffic department, it starts from the Arc de Triomphe in the west and ends at Place de la Bastille in the east. It is almost blocked by strikers."

Gerald nodded.

Many government agencies in France, such as the Elysee Palace, are concentrated in this area.

Lawrence frowned: "Why are you on strike again?"

Just after finishing speaking, the phone rang, and after answering the call, the brows that were already knit into a pimple, said very helplessly: "Many employees of the Louvre announced a formal strike and took to the streets to participate in the parade. "

Thinking of the glorious traditions of Paris, Gerald lost confidence in the personnel of the Security Bureau stationed in the Louvre, so he quickly made a phone call: "Sophie, calm down the staff and tell them that after this period of time, I will They're taking time off, they're already asking their superiors for a raise."

Sophie said: "Our people are temporarily stable, and the departure of the Louvre staff has no effect on us."

Gerald hung up the phone and looked out of the car window. The strike crowd gathered more and more, as if a general strike in many industries was about to start.

As the car sped along, he saw the signs of trade unions in railroads, highways, airlines, retail, education, health and energy.

Then there is a large black mass!

On the one hand, there are many people, and on the other hand, the proportion of black skin among the strikers is extremely high.

Lawrence whispered, "Paris, it's really getting dark."

Gerald sees it more clearly than him: "We lack low-level labor, and the cost of black people is low."

Lawrence saw a large number of old blacks holding up strike signs outside the car window: "They learn quickly, and they will not be low after a long time."

Gerald was speechless, the appeal of Paris was too strong.

Strikes were originally dominated by low-level workers. In the current situation in France, many of the low-level workers are immigrants.

As the car drove past, Lawrence felt more and more clearly that Paris had really turned black!

After a long detour, Gerald and Lawrence finally arrived at the Louvre.

Entering the exhibition hall through the front door of the glass pyramid, Gerald saw Sophie coming up, and warned: "There is going to be a general strike in Paris, guard the Louvre, and don't let the strike affect the saint."

It should be the time for the official strike. There was an uproar in the square in front of the Louvre Museum and the avenue in front of the gate, and all kinds of noises spread into the exhibition hall.

Sophie was worried about the saint, so she arranged for the manpower and said, "I'll accompany the saint."

Gerald nodded: "Go, tell the saint, it will be over soon."

Sophie passed through a secret door and went down the stairs to the underground palace. Facing the glass pyramid, she found Joan of Arc sitting on the magic crystal bed.

Joan of Arc's pure and holy face was filled with disgust: "I smell the stench of a large number of heretics!"

Sophie reassured: "There are some public events in Paris recently, and they will pass in a few days."

Joan of Arc sat on the crystal, but did not speak, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

After a while, she suddenly said: "I feel the malice from heretics!"

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In the Printemps department store in Paris, a group of people in black combat uniforms went up to the roof.

The leader, Dr. Bald, has his entire head wrapped in a black helmet, with only his eyes, nose and mouth exposed.

The same black cloak was blown by the wind and fluttered behind his back, making him look like an oversized bat.

Standing on a high place, looking around, the 1st and 2nd districts of Paris are full of people.

Let alone 20 people.

The bald doctor looked around and asked, "Flender, where is the Queen of the Snake?"

Flender said in a low voice: "Doctor, when the Queen of Snake came up, I saw an agreeable salesman in a luxury store, and grabbed him up, and he was at the corner of the stairs..."

The bald doctor was very helpless, without Joan of Arc's pure blood, the Snake Queen would not be of much use, and said, "It's still early, wait a little longer."

The Snake Warriors of the Red Guards were assembling rope-shooting guns, and number 23 among them activated the signal transmitter hidden in the body armor again.

The bald doctor stared at the Louvre, and said: "Flander, according to the news you have received, Joan of Arc is hidden in the underground palace of the Louvre. If this plan is achieved, I will ask for credit for you, and I believe the great Holy Lord will do the same." Give you strength and let you be promoted to Earl."

Flender was full of fanaticism: "For the Holy Return!"

The bald doctor heard the man's low roar, and said to Flender: "Notify our people, let the people below be in chaos, and attract the attention of the French official forces."

Friend immediately radioed: "Create a riot!"

If you choose to do it today, once there is chaos, the strikers alone will cause headaches for the French officials.

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The junction of the 18th and 19th arrondissements, the Montmartre building.

Turning off the lights with a new hairstyle, wearing a neat suit, standing on the roof platform, staring at the north.

In Paris, which lacks skyscrapers, the Montmartre tower is already the tallest building in the north.

Turn off the lights and occupy the commanding heights, just to wait for the French fighters.

Saint-Dizier Air Force Base is located in the north of Paris. It has the most advanced French Rafale fighter jets and Mirage 2000. Once Paris needs air support, the plane must come from Saint-Dizier Air Force Base.

Here, it is enough to turn off the lights to control the situation in the sky.

"Come on, Frenchman! Come on, NATO fighter." Turn off the light and whisper softly: "Come quickly! Let me follow Ronan's first battle and achieve brilliant results!"

The sky was blue, cloudless, and there were no planes.