The city shares its own cultivation

Chapter 275 Notre Dame

When Old Joey said to lead the way, he actually took the two of them directly.

At the entrance of the dessert shop, there was a gorgeous carriage, pulled by two tall brown horses, running all the way to Notre Dame de Paris.

Old Joey has been running the shadow organization for the prince for 60 years, and the wealth he has accumulated is amazing.

Such a carriage is probably more expensive than a Lamborghini.

Tourists on both sides of the road watched the carriage swaggering forward on the road, envious and excited, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Li Yu and Lily sat in the row of the carriage, with many questions in their minds.

The leader of the mysterious shadow organization, a vampire, and himself, a wanted criminal, took a carriage in the center of Paris to Notre Dame de Paris so ostentatiously, is it really okay?

And old Joey said that he passed the test. What test did he pass without knowing it?
This time, the shared task was weirder and more complicated than the previous ones, and he hadn't even seen what the client looked like until now.

"I'm sorry... Should I give the 50 yuan?" Lily suddenly broke the silence.

"Oh, I forgot, I'm a little excited." Old Joey smiled, lowered his head and pressed the phone, and Lily's mission rewards were transferred to her card in a short while.

"Can I go now?" Lily was visibly relieved when she got the money, and said cautiously, "I don't want to be sent to Notre Dame de Paris. There are so many priests there that they can drown me with their saliva."

"Of course, you can leave at any time."

"Goodbye then!" Without any hesitation, Lily jumped off the speeding carriage, and disappeared into the ancient streets of Paris in a few flashes.

"Hello..." Li Yu just yelled out a word, stunned for a while.

"Let her go, she will never fight head-on with the priest." Old Joey seemed to know Lily very well.

"But she still owes me 25 euros." Li Yu sighed.

"Don't worry, it's easy to find her. Let's go to Notre Dame first." As the shadow leader, Old Joey had absolute confidence in finding someone.

"The main reason is that I think what she said makes sense..."

"We won't put Mr. Li in danger, please don't worry. Look, the sun is setting, and the romantic Paris has been dotted with lights. Darkness has come." Old Joey smiled meaningfully.

Li Yu looked at the Seine River next to him, the streetlights on both sides were reflected shimmeringly, and the cruise ship passed by in a hurry.

The Eiffel Tower in the distance is lit up with neon lights layer by layer from bottom to top, shining like a watch giant, watching Paris in the dark night proudly and sternly.

Li Yu's eyes were sharp, and he vaguely saw black shadows jumping down from the top of the Eiffel Tower, which was more than 300 meters above the ground, crazy and reckless.

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Notre Dame de Paris is the first Gothic building in Paris. Since the fourteenth century, it has been the venue for royal celebrations, king coronations, weddings, etc. The famous Napoleon the Great was crowned here.

In the nineteenth century, Notre Dame de Paris was once forgotten due to war damage. It was not until the publication of the book "Notre Dame de Paris" by the great writer Hugo that it once again attracted the attention of the world.

This day was Sunday, and the Notre Dame Cathedral closed on time at 45:[-] p.m. like every Sunday in the past. After the staff invited all the tourists out, they were ready to welcome the construction team.

Notre Dame is being renovated and the project has been going on for more than five months.

"Today, the fog is so thick that you can't even see the moon." A security guard complained and looked at the sky outside Notre Dame Cathedral. The sky was pitch black, with no stars or moonlight.

"It's not fog, it's smog." Another security guard said with a smile, "When the fog is heavy, you can't see the Eiffel Tower standing by the Seine. But the weather forecast doesn't say there will be smog today?"

"It's not romantic to say that the smog is so much better, like the foggy London, what a nice title."

"Cut! Anyway, it's not normal. The construction team is late again tonight. It's already past eight o'clock! Have you received a notice that work will be suspended today?"

"No, maybe I'm being lazy again, we'll go back if we don't come..."

Before the words were finished, there was suddenly the sound of horseshoes ticking. This sound was so unusual that the two security guards couldn't help but pay attention.

I saw a beautiful white horse gracefully pulling the carriage out of the darkness in the square in front of the Notre Dame de Paris. The retro and gorgeous carriage is full of patterns, exuding a strong sense of nobility and luxury.

The driver of the carriage lowered his baseball cap to cover his face, but it could be seen that he was a tall and strong man. Just by looking at his figure, he could feel an overwhelming majesty rushing towards his face.

The carriage is not the kind of open sightseeing carriage, but an ancient box carriage from the [-]th century. It is not clear what the passengers in the carriage look like.

But just looking at the gorgeous carriage and the intimidating coachman, one can guess that the people sitting in the carriage must be extraordinary. Two believers who have been security guards in Notre Dame for many years even feel that the pope's car in the eighteenth century is not ordinary. This is it.

What surprised them even more was that the carriage drove straight to the gate of Notre Dame Cathedral.

According to the normal visit process, you must first make an appointment at the appointment machine on the outside of the church before you can enter the main church for a visit, but this carriage obviously has no such meaning, and it is not the time to visit.

"Stop!" The two finally came back to their senses, and shouted at the coachman.

The coachman did not intend to rein in the white horse, and the proud white horse was not afraid of stepping on people at all, and its speed did not slow down at all.

The two security guards were taken aback. They had worked as security guards at Notre Dame de Paris for so many years, and it was the first time they saw such an arrogant visitor.

"Stop! Or you will shoot!" The security of Notre Dame de Paris is authorized by the royal power and guarded with guns.

At this time, the two had pulled out their waist guns. The MR-73 revolver produced by the Manuin Company had competition-level shooting accuracy and powerful firepower. At a distance of less than thirty steps, they aimed at the left eye. It will never hit the right eye crookedly.

Facing the black muzzles of the two MR-73s, the driver finally raised his head, revealing a face as hard as marble. There was no panic on his face, but a sneer.

It seems that these deadly weapons are just two toy guns held by children in his eyes.

He still had no intention of reining in his horse and slowing down.

"Boom!"

Two shots were fired.

This is France, and the armed security guards licensed by the royal power will not fire a warning shot first like Huaxia.

When threatened, they have the right to shoot and kill the enemy directly.

Two flowers of blood burst out from the coachman's shoulders, and the MR-73 bullets shot into his shoulders with great precision!

Frightened by the gunshots, the white horse took the initiative to stop, and this gorgeous carriage was finally stopped.

(End of this chapter)