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Simon clearly stated the number of people coming from the Manuel family this time, which made the faces of the North Vietnamese people tense. I didn't expect Simon to know so clearly.

"The Manuel family hired killer Wuying to assassinate 113 members of your sect. These people from the Manuel family should be enough to pay for the knight-level sacrifice of your sect," said the old North Vietnamese man.

"One life is worth one life. Logically speaking, it should be enough." Simon sighed.

He logically made the people of North Vietnam feel tight.

Sure enough, Simon's next sentence made the people in North Vietnam look gloomy and ugly.

"But it's not enough here for me. The price I want is that the Manuel family disappears from North Vietnam and ceases to exist." Simon's tone was very calm. In his eyes, the Manuel family was no different from chickens and ducks, and those lives were worthless.

"Evan Luke, this matter is my order, and it has nothing to do with the rest of the Manuel family. One person does things for one person. You can do whatever you want, and I'll follow. The rest of the Manuel family. People are innocent." Montana Manuel said solemnly.

"Montana, are you innocent? Then aren't the 113 missionaries who died in the Doomsday sect innocent?" Simon was furious, and everyone else was frightened. The last time we talked about the present, Simon hasn't really Fired. At this time, when a fire broke out, everyone was stunned.

"I tell you, Montana Manuel, the price I want is to destroy your Manuel family. I will use the blood of one of your families to warn everyone. I doomsday sect do not want to cause trouble, but I am not afraid of trouble. .

You can find a way to kill me, but you can't move the missionaries or believers of my religion. I will kill anyone who dares to move. "Simon's words, sonorous and powerful words shot into the hearts of everyone present like a bullet.

"I am very dissatisfied with your explanation. Now tell me whether North Vietnam will interfere in this matter." Simon looked at the other forces in North Vietnam.

"Your Majesty, there are still many innocent people in the Manuel family," said the North Vietnamese old man.

"Innocent or not, I have the final say. You only need to answer, whether you intervene or not." Simon was full of anger, exuding a doomsday aura of destruction, a gray-black doomsday sickle condensed from behind, turbulent With terrifying destructive power.

Prince Bridge and others were shocked to withdraw more than ten meters away.

Even Colin McQueen looked serious and solemn when he saw this, not to mention the threat of death that those great knight commanders felt.

"We won't intervene." The North Vietnamese forces did not have the courage to say a word in the face of the strong Simon.

"Okay, then I will do it myself. But don't worry, I will only deal with the Manuel family. After this, as long as you are no longer as enemies of my teaching like the Manuel family, I will be fine. Set foot in North Vietnam and be your enemy," Simon said.

Simon waved his hand, and one after another spiritual chains flew out, capturing Montana Manuel and others.

"Evan Luke, haven't you always prided yourself on being just and merciful. You are now killing innocents indiscriminately. Are you worthy of the praise given to you by the believers of the Doomsday Sect?" Montana Manuel roared.

"Are there any innocent people in your Manuel family?" Simon sneered.

"Your Majesty, some members of the Manuel family have escaped," said the North Vietnamese old man.

"Escaped? Hehehe, can they escape?" Simon sneered.

Simon's sneer made Montana Manuel and the people of North Vietnam all discolored.

With a wave of Simon's hand, the corpse puppet behind him lifted out several large wooden boxes, kicked the boxes over, and the **** heads rolled out.

Montana Manuel was stunned when he saw these heads. These people were the members of the Manuel family who 'escaped'.

Simon pointed to these heads and said, "You Manuel family have come this time with five hundred and forty-three people, and two hundred and twenty-eight people who have left, all of them here."

Simon looked at the North Vietnamese forces and said beyond doubt: "Please hand over the rest."

"You devil, butcher, you have to die." Montana Manuel roared in grief and indignation.

"This is unbearable? It's not over yet. I know that you have arranged for some of the younger generations of the Manuel family to evacuate secretly. I want to keep some blood. Unfortunately, it's useless." Simon sneered, with a spirit The waves spread out.

"Impossible, how could you possibly know." Montana Manuel didn't believe it, and couldn't believe it.

Then a group of evil spirits with black robes and hoods came to the mountain with a group of people. Most of these people were young people, and the youngest was only seven or eight years old.

"Let them go, they are innocent." Montana Manuel was terrified. These people are the future of the Manuel family, most of them are his sons, daughters, grandchildren. Frightened, he kowtowed to Simon for mercy.

The faces of the North Vietnamese were ugly, they knew that the Manuel family was doomed.

What terrified them even more was that the Doomsday Sect had already figured out the situation of the Manuel family before they knew it.

At first, they asked Montana Manuel to plead guilty in order to save the future of the Manuel family. Now, it seems that everything they have done is just a joke.

Everything is in the other's control.

At this moment, they also felt the horror of the Doomsday sect.

"Whether they are innocent or not, I have the final say. If they didn't make a big mistake, I wouldn't kill them~lightnovelpub.net~ Simon snorted coldly.

Simon raised his hand and flew out a chain of mental power chains, tying Montana Manuel and others, and dragging them over, the evil spirits grabbed these people.

Simon waved his hand, and the evil spirits left with the Manuel family.

The atmosphere on the top of the mountain was extremely solemn. Simon swept over everyone in North Vietnam. No one dared to touch his sharp eyes, and no one could withstand the pressure brought by Simon.

"The Manuel family is what I want to explain. If you don't intervene in this matter, then I have completed what I want to explain. This is the end of the matter." Simon spoke.

The North Vietnamese breathed a sigh of relief.

"I still say that, my Doomsday sect only wants to redeem the suffering people, and does not want to be your enemy. But our Doomsday sect is not afraid of being an enemy of others.

Send you a sentence left by my lord: Those who violate my doomsday sect will be punished even if they are far away. "

Simon's domineering speech made everyone present tremble.

The gray-black scythe behind Simon dissipated, and the aura of destruction on his body also dissipated, replaced by an apparently soft side.

"Everyone, the matter is over. We do not welcome enemies in Northern Quebec, but we welcome friends. If you are interested, you can come to Northern Quebec as a guest." Simon said with a smile.

The people of North Vietnam squeezed smiles on their faces, and they were already scolding mothers in their hearts.

The people from North Vietnam began to leave, and Simon suddenly stopped Colin McQueen and said with a smile, "Mr. McQueen, can you have a chat alone."

Others frowned and looked over, not knowing what Simon was thinking.

Colin McQueen frowned, then smiled: "Of course."

"Please."

The two strolled leisurely to the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain. Simon smiled and said, "Mr. McQueen's injury hasn't healed yet."