In a huge church in California, in a large scale, Cardinal Archbishop Anelka carefully accompanied Pope Sarkozy and watched Yandie dance opposite him together.

According to the method taught by the Pope, Yan Diewu randomly blew a white light in the shape of an angel.

"It's done! It's done!" Sarkozy shouted excitedly, "It's worthy of being a light physique that is rare in a thousand years. He actually learned the light of the angel so quickly."

Anelka whispered in Sarkozy's ear: "Police, do you think we are wrong? The body of light is just a gift from God to his people. According to the records of the Holy See, it has never appeared on the Oriental people.

This girl is obviously an Oriental, so she should not receive God’s gift.”

Sarkozy shook his head and said, "You still underestimate God's kindness and tolerance. All the people of God are all under the world, and it is normal for a bright constitution to appear in the East."

After pausing for a moment, he said again: "If it weren't for the light constitution, who could learn the magical subduction technique in such a short time?"

"This...it's still what the Pope said makes sense. I'm too narrow-minded."

Looking at Yandie Dance's magical performance, Anelka really couldn't say any other reason.

When Sarkozy showed that Yandie Wu was special in physical condition, he taught her some secret techniques from the Holy See in the past few days. No matter how difficult the techniques are, Yandie Wu can learn it once.

He used this angel light to learn it for three years, but Yan Die Wu successfully used it in just three hours.

Faced with such miracles, we can only explain them with a bright constitution.

"Miss Yan, join our Holy See. According to your qualifications, the future pope will definitely belong to you." Sarkozy said to Yan Diwu.

"I'm not interested, you'd better send me back to China as soon as possible!" Yan Diewu said lightly. She couldn't remember how many times she had rejected Sarkozy.

"Miss Yan, think carefully. Since God has given you such a great gift, you should repay God and become his people..." Sarkozy continued to persuade him with great thought.

In the history of the Holy See, all people with bright physiques have become extremely outstanding popes, and only one has appeared in hundreds of years, which shows its preciousness, so Sarkozy is very reluctant to give up.

"Don't say it, my life was given by Tang Han, and it has nothing to do with your God."

Yan Diewu knew very well that her physique had changed a lot after Tang Han changed her fate against the will of heaven. Even if she was the light physique mentioned by Sarkozy, she had no relationship with God and the Holy See. This was completely brought to her by Tang Han.

Sarkozy was about to say something else, when a man with a priest looked like hurriedly from outside and said respectfully: "Dear Pope, respectful Archbishop, something happened to the Chinese named Tang Han whom you asked me to pay attention to."

"What? What happened to Tang Han?" Yan Diewu suddenly became nervous.

"Miss Yan, don't worry. Mr. Tang has arrived in Country M. This is my territory. There is nothing I can't solve." After Anelka said to Yan Diwu, he turned his head and asked the priest, "Tell me clearly, what happened to Mr. Tang?"

"He was arrested in prison by police in Apple City..."

The priest talked about how Tang Han clashed with Lucasshen of the Phillips family and how he was arrested and put in prison from beginning to end.

Although Country M is not the core sphere of influence of the Holy See, the influence of the Holy See here must not be underestimated. The Holy See already knew this clearly as soon as it was born.

Yan Diewu felt relieved when she heard that Tang Han was not in great danger. However, she was very confused. With Tang Han's ability, even Yan Wushuang was not his opponent, so how could he be arrested by the police?

"It turns out to be like this!"

Sarkozy thought for a moment and asked, "Where is the dark forces? Did they react after Tang Han was arrested?"

"No reaction!" said the priest.

"How could this happen? According to the relationship between Tang Han and Tang Fu, it is not strange that the dark forces razed the Phelps family to the ground. How could they ignore it?"

Anelka asked in confusion.

"It seems that he is giving us the Holy See a difficult problem!" Sarkozy said meaningfully.

Anelka also understood what Sarkozy meant and said, "Sir, what should we do?"

"What else can you do? You can go to Apple City in person and satisfy him no matter what request Tang Han makes, otherwise he would not have come out."

Sarkozy knew very well that Tang Han was willing to go to prison, otherwise with his ability, how could a few policemen send him to prison?

Anelka glanced at Yan Diewu and whispered: "Sir Pope, do we need to be so anxious?"

"Why aren't you in a hurry? The dark forces in the Death Grand Canyon have been increasingly active recently. Logically speaking, they can't break the formation there, but what if!

If they also invite Oriental Warlocks to break the formation, what if the holy weapon falls into the hands of the dark forces? It will definitely be a disaster for our Holy See!

So no matter how Tang Han made trouble, we must satisfy him. Who makes us ask for help?"

"I understand, Lord Pope!"

Anelka said, following the priest out of the door.

The Pope has a total of 12 cardinal archbishops, and he is the head of the country M. With the influence of the Holy See in country M, it is easy to rescue Tang Han.

In the prison in Apple City, Warden Hunter turned on the computer monitor and wanted to see what Tang Han was like now by those repetitive criminals. Then he would make a few miserable photos to Lucassi to receive the reward.

Unexpectedly, after he turned on the surveillance, he saw Tang Han lying comfortably on the widest bed in the prison cell, eating fruit comfortably.

And beside the bed, two prisoners with bruised noses and swollen faces were giving Tang Han a massage.

When the other prisoners looked at each other, they were all bruised and swollen. They stood beside them, not even daring to breathe. The eyes of Tang Han were filled with fear.

"God, what's wrong?"

Hunter immediately played back the video on his computer with a lot of doubts, wanting to see what Tang Han gave birth to after he entered prison.

Soon, he found the location where Tang Hang was sent to the cell and started playing slowly.

When the black man reached out to grab Tang Han, he didn't even see how Tang Han took action. He flew out and hit the wall opposite hard.

Then, the prisoners in the prison began to besiege Tang Han together. After a few glances, Hunter determined that this statement was inaccurate. To be precise, Tang Han should be alone in beating these prisoners.

These tall and strong prisoners were not even as good as children under Tang Han's hands. They were beaten to crawl around the ground, crying for their parents, and soon knelt in a row on the ground as Tang Han asked, begging for mercy.

Next, Tang Han became the boss of this cell, lying on the bed and enjoying the service of these prisoners.

"How can this work? If Master Lucassi knows that this kid lives the same as the emperor, he will have a hard time."

Hunter slapped the table and called out more than a dozen fully armed prison guards, and walked towards the prison cell with great momentum.
Chapter completed!