Nightmare Light

Chapter 135 Guards Brigade Orders

The soldier standing outside the Wild Wolf Regiment's equipment yard walked in quickly without delay.

So, everyone in the factory saw the appearance of this group of soldiers.

The leader was a big, fat man with a tree-like mark painted on his face.

The man held a shield in one hand, strode into the factory with his head held high.

His eyes were bright, his mouth curled up, and he spoke in a loud voice.

"You look like a fucking rebel to me!"

"Light Chaser? Qiao Zhiyuan?!" the officer shouted, his expression surprised and incredulous. "Why are you here?"

"Who has your crotch exposed? Is it your turn to call me by my full name? You should call me - Sir! Officer!" Old Joe raised his head and looked at the other person with his chin. He quickly glanced at the other person's military rank with a look of disdain.

The officer opposite him flushed red in the face, gritted his teeth with a look of grievance, and saluted Old Joe.

But he still held his neck high and refused to budge: "Commander Qiao, I will definitely report the verbal insults you just made to me."

"Go ahead and complain wherever the hell you want." Old Joe didn't even open his eyes to look at him, and just waved his hand casually. "You're crying like a kid complaining, and you think you're so great?"

"This is none of your business, get out!"

The officer's expression grew increasingly angry, and he took several sharp breaths. "Sir, I'm here to invite Mr. Lin! You can't..."

"You can't obey anyone's orders! Lin Wang is my guest! He has to be invited by me first. Don't you understand? Get out!"

While Old Joe was speaking, he took two steps towards the officer and slammed his shield to the ground with a heavy muffled sound, and smoke and dust rose up.

The officer gritted his teeth, the two yellow lights still flashing on his hands. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward in the direction of Old Joe.

He raised his voice, "Captain Qiao! I'm here on orders from the Fifth Guards Brigade, garrisoned in Tangshengcheng, under the orders of Brigadier General Liu! I invite Mr. Lin Wang to be your guest! I have the order in my pocket!"

"If the captain doesn't believe me, he can take the self-test from his subordinate's pocket!"

"I hope the commander will not arbitrarily prevent me from carrying out military orders! Otherwise, I will have no choice but to file a lawsuit in court-martial!"

As he spoke, his voice became higher and higher, and gradually he began to pronounce each word with emphasis.

After hearing the words of Brigadier Liu of the Guards Brigade, Lao Qiao paused. After a few seconds of silence, he squinted his eyes, took two steps forward without saying a word, and took out the military order from the other party's pocket.

He looked into the other person's eyes. The officer opposite had no intention of backing down and stared back at Old Joe.

Old Joe looked at the other party, took a step back, raised his hand and shook out the military order.

Old Qiao glanced at the military order. After a few seconds, his expression became a little ugly and he turned his head to look at Lin Wang.

The officer's voice rang out with a hint of sarcasm: "Commander Qiao... Haha, I wouldn't dare joke with military orders. I'm sure Commander Qiao wouldn't dare use his rank to force me to stop you, right?"

Old Joe stared at the officer, grinning dangerously. "Don't be so proud, kid. I just can't stop you. I'll beat you so hard that your mother won't recognize you anymore..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Lin Wang.

Lin Wang pulled Lao Qiao a few steps away and asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong? Can't you handle it?"

"The dog owner has a higher rank than me," Old Qiao said succinctly, looking very unwilling. "If only the old captain were here—even if he has a higher rank than the old captain, I'd still have to give him some respect..."

Lin Wang interrupted him: "Is there no other trick?"

"Also—you could kill them all and silence us all." Old Joe said seriously, "That way no one would know, and there would be no evidence..."

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Your sense of humor has improved." Lin Wang rolled his eyes. "Fortunately, I still have a way."

Lin Wang patted Lao Qiao and signaled him not to be embarrassed.

He turned around slowly, walked up to the officer, took the coffee pot from him, and politely said "thank you" to him. He held the coffee pot in his hand.

After a few seconds, the coffee pot made a boiling sound, and the aroma of coffee emanated from the pot and spread throughout the room.

Lin Wang lifted the pot, put his mouth to the mouth of the pot, and poured the boiling hot coffee into his mouth directly at the mouth of the pot without any image.

After finishing his drink, he smacked his lips, still unsatisfied, and then looked at the officer. "Let's be clear: the order you received, your superior, was to invite me, correct?"

When speaking, Lin Wang deliberately emphasized the word "invite".

The officer didn't respond, but looked at the coffee pot in Lin Wang's hand. After two seconds of silence, he said, "What I received was a military order."

He emphasized the word "military order".

Lin Wang pretended to understand something: "Oh! I see. It's a military order, so I have to follow it, right?"

"Mr. Lin is smart."

"But since it's an 'invitation', you can't use force against me, right?" Lin Wang pulled a stool and sat down.

Because he was too tall, he sat on the chair like an adult sitting on a stool.

The officer hesitated: "...If you put it that way, then there is also..."

"That's easy. I won't leave. Let's just stay here." Lin Wang grinned and shouted to Brother Gou, "Brother Gou! Get us something delicious! Let's have a good meal together, brothers!"

Then he turned his head and said to the officer, "It's none of yours!"

The officer of the Guards Brigade was shaking with anger: "Mr. Lin! We are all adults! There is no need for such childish tricks!"

"It's necessary! It's very necessary!" Lin Wang raised his eyebrows. "As long as you are unhappy, my brothers will be happy, so I will be happy too."

The officer was silent for a few seconds, then took out his phone. "In that case... then I can only report this to the bigwigs! I hope you won't regret it!"

"Please go ahead." Lin Wang made a "please" gesture.

The officer was about to dial when suddenly another voice came from outside the factory.

The voice was broad and loud, full of compassion.

"My Lord...bless you!"

Everyone turned their heads again and saw a middle-aged man of medium build and ordinary appearance standing outside the door, emitting a faint glow.

Behind him followed several priests wearing temple robes and with inscriptions on their heads and faces.

The middle-aged man walked into the factory with steady and solemn steps, neither hurried nor slow.

Seeing this middle-aged man, everyone in the room, except Lin Wang, adopted solemn and respectful postures.

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

The man called "His Excellency the Bishop" had a pair of extremely long eyebrows and a kind and indifferent smile on his face. As he walked in, he casually nodded to the people around him and waved his hands.

It seemed as if being feared was just a common occurrence for him.

He trembled his long eyebrows, looked at Lin Wang, and showed a kind and extremely friendly smile: "Mr. Lin Wang."

As soon as the words "Mr. Lin Wang" were uttered, the person who spoke felt nothing, the person who listened did not react, but everyone else around was shocked.

The bishop of the temple is one of the people with the highest status in the temple in the secular world.

His status is almost comparable to that of the federal president or the emperors of the three tribes in ancient times.

It is even said that in most cases, when the president meets the bishop, he will greet the other party first.

After all, the president is only the leader of the secular world, while the bishop is the spokesperson of God on earth.

Therefore, at this moment, when they saw that the bishop first showed kindness and even a bit of respect to Lin Wang, the shock and incomprehension in people's hearts can be imagined.

but……

Soon, something happened that was even more incomprehensible to them.

(End of this chapter)