Long Yun will feel that this script is simply a twist.

A Moria of Odin blood actually became the archdeacon of the Restoration Society, is this another good show of Infernal Affairs? Could it be that Haynes is the gold medal that the Presbyterian Church has arranged in the Restoration Church early in the morning? Just like Long Yun grew up watching the underground party workers in the villain's book, he penetrated into the heart of the enemy during the White Terror, either holding important positions in the enemy's special organs, or hiding the people to use the radio to send reports.

It's amazing! also mixed into the position of chief deacon, this position was placed in the period of national unification, and it was also at the level of deputy director of the military command or the intelligence agency of the central unification.

Fuck it! Long Yun suddenly felt that the Council of Elders could hold a celebration meeting early, and the chief deacon of the Restoration Society was his own person, so he didn't know how many Moria Erwuzi had been installed.

"Impossible!" Charlemagne had apparently completely shattered all his logical thinking by this incident, "How can this be! ”

Haynes looked at Charlemagne contemptuously and stopped in front of him. After a few seconds, his bones began to make a slight dense noise, and his slender body suddenly began to slowly expand like an inflated balloon.

Haines was originally a very old man, and the years had long emptied his body, like a piece of air-dried beef, which had lost its proper moisture, so his face was wrinkled and his muscles were atrophied.

But from this moment on, he was like drinking some kind of legendary fairy water that rejuvenates and rejuvenates life, his gray hair gradually turned golden, and the bald hair on his head went out like small bean sprouts in spring, and soon covered all the Mediterranean Sea on his head, and in an instant it became a long process of returning farmland to forest.

The well-made suit on his body has completely failed to cover the rejuvenated body, and the bulging muscles have broken through the narrow sleeves, revealing bronzed skin, angular muscle lines, and inverted triangular back muscles, which is completely the physique of a super special forces!

Magical!

Long Yun can only use these two words to describe Haines, this old guy is really not simple, there are so many secrets hidden in the depths, perhaps, this is his true face, the image of the old man is just a cover to deceive the world, and the disguise needed by a spy is just a disguise.

"Who the hell are you?" Charlemagne was obviously much calmer than just now, and stubbornly resisted the completely unexpected opponent in front of him, "Are you from our Presbyterian Church?" ”

"Presbyterian? Will this joke? Haines, who had regained his sturdy body, twisted his neck and relaxed his muscles, "No, I won't join this kind of garbage organization." ”

He glanced at Charlemagne, seemed to realize something, and immediately corrected: "By the way, what I have to correct is that I am not your person, let alone an undercover agent sent by you, I don't work for you Morians, understand?" ”

Charlemagne was confused, and Long Yun was also confused.

The Moriahs don't work for the Presbyterians, they work for the Restoration? What is this? Which big dragon and phoenix is this singing about?

Haynes seems to be a little excited about his rejuvenated body, of course, if he pretends to be an old man all day long, and restores his strong body, he can't help but be happy for a while.

He pulled out the silver flask from his cracked suit vest, tilted his head and poured a sip of Green Goblin absinthe into his throat, then looked at Charlemagne, pointed at himself, and then at Charlemagne, and said, "Have you noticed that there are only some similarities between the two of us?" ”

The similarities?

Charlemagne seemed to have spied on something when he mentioned it. He began to scan Haynes slowly, from top to bottom, carefully, without missing anything.

The straight and high bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose is slightly hooked inward, and the two sword eyebrows that fly diagonally towards the temples on both sides, the eyelashes and eyebrows are blonde, and the hair, yes, the hair......

Charlemagne suddenly noticed that it was a warm blonde hair, which was a little different from ordinary blonde hair, and if you looked closely, there was a dark red oozing into the gold.

Oh, my God!

Charlemagne's face changed rapidly, he gasped, feeling that his hands and feet were cold, his blood was cold, and it was even cold to his bones!

"Are you my older brother, or younger brother?"

After a long time, the future head of the family finally spat out a difficult word.

Brother? Brother?

Long Yun is messy in the wind, FUCK! It's okay now, although it's not a gold medal Erwuzai, but it's more complicated than the relationship between the gold medal Erwuzai, mom has become a relative, or an elder brother and younger brother. This made Long Yun suddenly think of the "Dragon Babu" written by Jin Yong when he was in junior high school, the unlucky infatuated Duan Yu, all the girls he liked found that they were the daughters of the merry father Duan Zhengchun, and they were all his sisters.

This surname Wang is the younger sister, the surname Zhong is the younger sister, and the other surname Mu is still the younger sister......

Damn, how many good sisters do you have......

"To be precise, I should call you brother, I was born a year before you." Haynes gulped down Green Goblin absinthe and leaned against a test bench, "As I said, this is not the first day I have met your Habs, nor is it the first time I have dealt with your Presbyterians, when I was five years old, I had an unforgettable understanding of your merciless methods of cutting grass and roots, and I have the deepest and most painful understanding of your perverted family marriage rules. How? Do you need me to continue? ”

Charlemagne was dumbfounded, he didn't expect to meet the seeds that his prodigal dad had broadcast when he was young, and of course, he was sure that the Haynes in front of him was definitely not a pureblood, but a half-blood, a hybrid of humans and Moriah.

It is precisely because of this that Charlemagne can almost guess how things will end. Even if his second-hand father can't bear it, the elders of the other major families and Steward Ross of the board of supervisors will not let it go.

Hunt down, extinguish. This is the only way out, and the honor of the Habs does not allow any taint and threat to exist, otherwise it will shake the dominance of the global Moriahs.

Bloodline is always one of the most important things for the royal family.

"When did your mother die?" Charlemagne sighed, "It's because of this that you took refuge in the Restoration Society?" ”

"You idiot, didn't I just say that? I learned how you did it when I was five years old, and you think I'm talking about going to your Habs family estate with a lollipop in your hand and seeing it like a zoo? Oh! No, no, no! Haynes suddenly looked very sad, and he slammed the silver flask against the wall, pounced on Charlemagne like a tiger, grabbed him by the collar, and slammed him against the wall until he shattered the tiles on it.

"I'll tell you how I saw it!"