Zhao Guoqing's withdrawal is an indelible pain for Yinlai, in addition to Xiao Yaxiao, those brothers who were born and died with Zhao Guoqing also wanted to quit, but they were persuaded by him to stay.

It is sad to leave, especially for Zhao Guoqing, at least he has a clear conscience and has not done anything to be sorry for the troops.

Some people speculate that Zhao Guoqing will enter the special forces after quitting the hidden forces, or at least stay in the grassroots troops.

It turned out that they were all wrong, Zhao Guoqing not only withdrew from hiding, but also disappeared from this world all of a sudden.

This is something that Zhao Guoqing did not tell any third person, he must leave his country, only in this way can he fight for a rare respite for the Zhao family.

Since that separation, the name Zhao Guoqing has disappeared from this world, and soon after an Asian man appeared in France, Guo Qing.

Guo Qing is the pseudonym of Zhao Guoqing, which is the transliteration of National Day.

Forced to withdraw from hiding and leaving his motherland, where to go has become the most direct problem faced by Zhao Guoqing.

In the end, Zhao Guoqing chose France.

Zhao Guoqing learned from his grandfather that his brother Zhao Aiguo might still be alive, and France was the place where his brother came back from the dead for the first time after his death, so he came here.

There is a second reason to come to France.

That is, Zhao Guoqing must have a snobbish range of his own, some people call it a base area, and Zhao Guoqing calls it home.

France is a country of mercenaries, but whether the rumors are true or not, Zhao Guoqing will face many problems, and the most direct enemy is the dark forces and mercenaries against the Zhao family.

Zhao Guoqing chose this place as his beginning.

Paris was Zhao Guoqing's first stop in France.

After getting off the plane, Zhao Guoqing took a taxi directly to the Champ de Mars and stood alone in front of the Eiffel Tower until sunset.

At dusk, Zhao Guoqing reached out and took out a photo from his pocket.

The photo was also taken at dusk, and the main character is a man, but only the back of the other person is shot.

Although it was only the back, it gave Zhao Guoqing a familiar feeling, and at this time he was standing in the position where the man was standing in the photo.

"Brother, is it really you?" Zhao Guoqing said uncertainly.

The back is so familiar, he is very sure of his brother Zhao Aiguo, but hasn't his brother already sacrificed?

If the man in the photo is really his brother, then why is he here again?

France, the land of mercenaries, may be just the beginning of a mystery.

When it got dark, Zhao Guoqing had to find a place to stay, and he was faced with two choices.

One, find a random hotel to stay in, and then think about what to do next.

Second, go to church.

Church.

When the timberwolf died, he left a message for Zhao Guoqing, directing him to France, and the destination was a church.

After a little hesitation, Zhao Guoqing decided to go to church.

After all, the jungle wolf died in his own hands on purpose, why did he do that in the first place, and what was the purpose of guiding himself here, these are also what Zhao Guoqing wants to know.

At night, there is a traffic jam in Paris, like many big cities.

Zhao Guoqing spent nearly four hours in a taxi before he got out of the car in front of a nondescript chapel.

After glancing at the address, Zhao Guoqing was sure that he was not looking for the wrong place, this is where the wolf god wanted him to come.

It was late at night, the church was dimly lit, and it looked like the clergy inside were ready to rest after a day's work.

At this time, a nun about forty or fifty years old came out and was about to close the door, when she suddenly saw Zhao Guoqing standing outside the door, which made her stop looking at the door.

"There's a little bread and hot soup in there, you can come in and have something to eat." The nun said mildly, apparently treating Zhao Guoqing as a homeless vagabond.

Zhao Guoqing walked in a hurry after exiting the hide, his clothes had not been washed for a few days, and his sloppy beard did look no different from a homeless man.

In addition, Zhao Guoqing really hasn't eaten for a day, so he needs to add some food.

Zhao Guoqing didn't care about the nun's misunderstanding of him, and followed the other party into the church indifferently, and sat down in a big house dedicated to the homeless.

The wooden bench was a little cold, but Zhao Guoqing felt very warm, especially when he got bread and hot soup.

The nun had been watching from the side while Zhao Guoqing was eating, and seemed to realize from Zhao Guoqing's fingers that he was not a homeless man, so after Zhao Guoqing finished eating, she took the initiative to ask, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" ”

"Excuse me, is there a priest named Smith here?" Zhao Guoqing asked.

"Father Smith?" The nun looked at Zhao Guoqing with some surprise, and she had the impression that she had never seen Zhao Guoqing, so how did he know Father Smith?

"Yes, Father Smith." Zhao Guoqing repeated a sentence to show that the other party had heard correctly, and he had come here to find Father Smith.

"Do you have anything to do with Father Smith?" The nun asked politely, after all, Zhao Guoqing might be a friend of the priest.

After hesitating, Zhao Guoqing decided to express his intention directly, and preached to the nun: "The Junglewolf left me some things here, and I came here to pick them up." ”

Hearing the words "Timberwolf", the nun's reaction was even more surprised than before, and she reached out to cover her mouth to prevent her from screaming.

"Please.. Please wait here for a moment, I'm going to ask Father Smith to come over!" The nun said in a panic, and without waiting for Zhao Guoqing to react, she turned around and ran out, and almost fell when she walked out of the door.

Seeing the nun's over-the-top reaction, Zhao Guoqing frowned slightly, thinking in his heart that the Jungle Wolf must have committed something here and deliberately tricked himself into coming here to be a scapegoat, right?

Considering that this may be a trap, Zhao Guoqing hid the soup spoon in his hand, it is not as sharp as a flying knife, but it can also be used as his own weapon at a critical time.

"Dangdang dang.." There was a rush of footsteps outside, accompanied by anxious inquiries.

"Where, where are the people?"

"Right in the restaurant. If he hadn't gone.."

In the blink of an eye, a barefoot, disheveled man appeared in front of Zhao Guoqing, followed by the nun who left in a hurry.

Obviously, the fifty-year-old man in front of him, barefoot, undressed, and in a panic, was Father Smith.

Seeing that Zhao Guoqing was still there, Smith let out a long breath, and then realized how rude he was now.

"I'm sorry, I was afraid you were gone, so.." Father Smith said while arranging his clothes, he still looked very gentle, like a university professor, but there was nowhere to hide the **** feet, so he could only smile awkwardly.

From the other party's appearance and behavior, Zhao Guoqing realized that this was by no means a trap.

It must be that the Timberwolf is so special to this place that the priests and nuns are a little overwhelmed when they hear the name of the Timberwolf, but it is actually a sign of respect and worship for the Timberwolf.

Zhao Guoqing put the spoon on the table, got up and said, "My name is Guo Qing, and it was the wolves who asked me to come to you." ”

Guo Qing?

Probably because the name didn't match, Father Smith was slightly stunned, and then nodded in response: "Understood, understood, I understood!" Then he turned back to the nun and said, "Close the door of the church so that no one disturbs us!" ”

"Yes." The nun answered in a hurry, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Smith stopped the nun again, looked at Zhao Guoqing and said, "Regarding Mr. Guo's visit to us, you are not allowed to disclose it to anyone without my permission!" ”

"Understood, just like a timberwolf came to us!" Nun Lu smiled at Zhao Guoqing as she spoke, as if to say that she could completely believe it, and then turned around and went out to close the door.

"Mr. Guo, the timberwolves have left a little thing for you here. He said you'd come here one day sooner or later, and that's right. Father Smith couldn't hide his excitement.

"Excuse me. What did the Timberwolf leave me? Zhao Guoqing asked suspiciously.

Father Smith pretended to smile mysteriously, and then said, "This... I guess I'd better let you see it with your own eyes. As he spoke, he leaned sideways and made a gesture of please, "Please come with me." ”

Zhao Guoqing followed the priest to the lobby of the church, and then the priest pointed to the confessional room in the corner and said, "Go in and sit, remember to put your hand on the Bible." ”

What kind of play is this?

Zhao Guoqing frowned slightly, even more puzzled, but seeing that Father Smith definitely didn't look like he wanted to explain to himself, so he patiently walked into the confessional and sat down.

Zhao Guoqing had just sat down here, and the priest's voice came from next door. "Please put your hands on the Bible."

Zhao Guoqing glanced at the Bible placed in front of him, and after a little hesitation, put his right hand up.

"Whew." The chair under Zhao Guoqing suddenly sank, feeling like an elevator, and everything stopped after two seconds.

"Father, Father Smith." Zhao Guoqing called softly, but there was no response.

Zhao Guoqing could feel that the place he was in now was different from just now, at least sinking about ten meters.

Because he didn't know the situation outside, Zhao Guoqing took a deep breath, stood against the right side of the door of the confessional room, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

A cold light came in from outside the door, and the scene in front of him surprised Zhao Guoqing.

If it weren't for Zhao Guoqing's preparations, knowing that he was now under the church, he would definitely mistakenly think that he had come to another world through the gate of time.

Outside the door is completely different from the dilapidated church, as if you are in the living room of a luxury apartment, with sofas, TVs, wine coolers, etc.

Except for the slightly cold lights, everything here gave Zhao Guoqing a sense of home. (Thanks to Xiaocao for the reward, add a more chapter.) ）