Chapter 430 Shen (1/2)

GOR Chapter 430 Shen

At the same time.

Shen gently pulled off the scarf he wore over his head, revealing his elegant golden hair. The extraordinary face and the pair of eyes that shone like the stars turned the heads of the nearby young women.

Shen turned his head and smiled at a freckled girl, who was staring at him.

The girl blushed. However, she moved over with her camera and spoke in non-fluent English, “Excuse me, are you a movie star?”

Shen was slightly shocked.

“What I mean is, you… you are very handsome. Can I take a picture with you?”

Shen smiled and nodded his head. The girl was pleasantly surprised and she exclaimed in joy. She quickly waved her hand and her female companions rushed over and they surrounded Shen. They raised their cameras and selfie sticks and were soon taking some pictures through several different angles.

After they were done, Shen did not refuse when one of the young females wrote down her number on a piece of paper and shoved it into his hand. He then smiled and put on a pair of sunglasses.

After that, Shen slowly made his way out of the Wailing Wall plaza.

Not far away, Chen Xiaolian and Qiao Qiao were embracing each other. Qiao Qiao, who was attracted by the screams of the young women, glanced over and smiled before saying, “Eh? That man is quite handsome.”

Chen Xiaolian became somewhat jealous and he gave a harrumph. “Not as handsome as me.”

“He looks like a rich and handsome man,” replied Qiao Qiao with a giggle.

Shen reached the street beside the plaza and a Bentley Continental swiftly stopped there. A driver came out and bowed toward Shen, who entered the car. After that, the driver drove the car away.

Chen Xiaolian laughed. “Fine, that fellow is a rich and handsome man while I am the beta-male. At any rate, my girlfriend has enough money to support me. Right, that sports car looks good. How about you give me one as a present?”

Qiao Qiao took his words seriously. “You really like it? When we get home, I’ll give you one.”

“… … forget it. I think it will be more fun to drive a Thunderstorm Tank.”

When evening arrived, everyone returned to the David Citadel Hotel.

They gathered in their room and summed up the information they collected today.

Soo Soo, who was left in the hotel room for the whole day, displayed a bitter baby face. However, Xia Xiaolei and Qimu Xi were happy. That was especially true for Xia Xiaolei. This was his first time travelling so far away from home. Although he had spent the day gathering information, the experience was almost the same as going on a vacation. When he returned to the hotel, he wore one of those Jewish caps on his head. He had also bought a carved miniature version of the Ten Commandments from a tourist shop.

Lun Tai had remained calm. He discussed the information he gathered with Chen Xiaolian. “We went to several locations. Generally speaking, three great religions had converged here: Judaism, Christianity and Islam. If we want to check through history and religion, there would be too many things to go through. We can only gather some.”

Beside him, Roddy shut down his laptop and said, “I have already gotten the city map from the municipal system.”

He pulled out a stack of printed maps. “I had made a mark of several of the famous attractions here. Those might well be the quest related locations. I had also marked down the surrounding terrains. And then there are the roads. There are basically 36 roads that I believe to be important and thus I had marked them down as well. I marked them all with red marker.”

Chen Xiaolian accepted it and carefully examined it. He sighed involuntarily. “Perhaps any more than this would be pointless. Only Heaven knows what the instance dungeon would be.”

Lun Tai comforted him. “There is nothing wrong with being prepared. At any rate… … this is just a [B] class instance dungeon.”

Chen Xiaolian checked the time. “We have less than 24 hours left. Let us rest for now.”

…

Night fell.

In front of a huge Gothic-style building…

Engraved stones rose up through the empty square. A white coloured Bentley Continental swiftly made its way in and curved in an elegant manner into the parking space beside the building.

A toned leg stepped out from the car and Shen slowly emerged from the car.

The night wind blew his hair up and he observed the surrounding darkness.

He tightened the white coloured trench coat that he was wearing. After pulling off his scarf, he held it in his hand and strode toward the Gothic-style building.

The closed gates of the building automatically opened the moment Shen stepped onto the stairs.

A very thin middle-aged man in formal clothes walked out. He had grey hair and droopy eyelids.

“Your invitation, sir.” The middle-aged man stopped Shen from proceeding.

Shen looked at the middle-aged man. After a few seconds, he revealed a soft smile. “Petro, is that you?”

The middle-aged man was startled. He raised his head to regard Shen.

There was a smile on Shen’s face as he said, “It has truly been a long time. To think that you would have aged so much.”

The middle-aged man stared at Shen’s face and horror soon appeared on his face. “You… you are… … you are…”

“It is me, Petro.” Shen continued smiling, revealing his white set of teeth. “Let me think, how long has it been since we last met? 30 years? 40 years?”

Petro suddenly lost his balance and he staggered a few steps backward. There was utter terror on his face. “You… … you…”

“Don’t be so nervous.” Shen slowly stepped forward. “I am not here to kill you. I am not here to kill any of you. Maybe you should invite me in so we can sit down and talk.”

“Ge ge” sounds could be heard coming from Petro’s throat but he was too panicked to say anything.

Shen walked past him and the gates.

…

Inside the building.

The empty hall was about seven or eight meters long.

Shen showed no interest in the relief and oil paintings on the walls. He simply walked toward a door to the side.

Petro caught up from behind to see the two muscular men positioned beside the door moving to confront Shen. They revealed stern expressions as they rushed Shen.

Shen smiled and extended his fingers out gently.

Bang! Bang!

A certain power immediately sent the two muscular men flying! When they struck the surface of the walls, they found their bodies pressed onto the wall by an invisible force! Thus, they could only remain immobile, three to four metres above ground.

“Easy now. If I had any intention of killing, you fellows would be dead.” Shen sighed before extending his hand to push open the door.

Inside was a place that was as big as a library. A long oval shaped table rested in the middle of the room and several people were seated before the table, discussing something.

The building was three storeys high and its hollow architecture allowed this conference room to occupy all three floors. Books lined the surrounding walls and a few ancient looking cold weapons hung down from the walls…

The room was rather dark as the lighting within was dim. However, up on the ceiling was a large painting with a religious theme. A group of angels with wings were raising various types of weapons to do battle against a chaotic mass of dark coloured demons…

Shen’s sudden appearance caused several of those seated before the table to rapidly stand up. Their eyes coldly stared at the door.

There at the door stood Shen; he tossed the scarf in his hand to Petro, who had followed him in. Then, he swaggered into the room until he was standing before the table.

“It has been a long time, my old friends… … ahh, perhaps I should amend that to… enemies?”

Silence!

Deathly silence!

The faces of several of the figures before the oval shaped table were ugly to behold. They glared at Shen as though they had encountered their enemy.

Finally, the one in the most important position on the oval shaped table took a deep breath. He extended both hands and made a down gesture with both hands. “Shen?”

The corners of Shen’s mouth curled into a smile. “It seems you have not forgotten me. How nice of you.”