Chapter 1491: The Will of God

"The identity and identification between people are judged by the face and skin color at first sight. When life is good, you are definitely willing to open the door to make friends of any race. But when life is hard, you can only choose to be with the same race. Huddle together for warmth. Sadly, life is getting tough right now."

The above are the last words that Bishop Pontier said when he left the "News Channel". These words are simply "tears in silence", which is thought-provoking. Many French people don't feel that their lives are difficult, but there are still many people who already feel that winter is coming.

The old bishop presented the cruel reality in front of the people. Although it was not easy to accept, no one in the whole country felt that there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, everyone lamented in their hearts that the old bishop was so noble and upright, he dared to speak the truth for the country and the people regardless of the gain or loss of his reputation.

And when the shackles of political correctness were smashed by the old bishop, a national topic related to the country, ethnicity and religion spread rapidly.

This kind of topic was completely forbidden in the past, but now the enthusiastic discussion among the people is a big news, because discussing this kind of topic has a refreshing feeling of breaking the taboo, and it is a vent to social dissatisfaction.

The old bishop has gone back to his church, and the media can't keep blocking President Martha, so they can only block another culprit who created this topic. Before Uncle Zhou walked out of the TV station building, 'News 1' hurriedly wanted to do an exclusive interview with him right away.

Get out, the uncle is out of time!

The flame has already been lit, and the topic has become hot. At this time, it is better to be wise and save yourself, and it is better to talk less. Otherwise, if you make too many mistakes, you may get burned at any time. Zhou Qingfeng just ran away and wanted to go back to the hotel, but the hotel told him that we also have a lot of reporters here to block you!

After making a few phone calls, Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a while in an ordinary P308. The French girl named Aijielin stared at him from the co-pilot seat, and asked with complicated thoughts: "Where are you going next?"

"Nowhere to go." Zhou Qingfeng replied casually. His current location is the underground garage of the TV station. After a moment of contemplation, he turned his head and looked behind the car. Behind him were the people and the car sent by Guoan to protect him.

After dialing the phone again, Zhou Qingfeng asked Guoan's people not to follow him, and even if they did, they should keep their distance. He asked Ai Jielin again: "Can you help me find a place to live? It's remote. I don't want people to disturb you. Of course, you can tell your colleagues where you have been so that they don't worry."

"Oh...?" Ai Jielin stretched her tone, and the whole expression of this little French woman suddenly appeared extremely charming, "I have a small villa in the suburbs for vacation, which is very remote and absolutely no one will disturb you. I can even accompany you Let's go together, but you have to answer a question for me."

The woman suddenly became enthusiastic.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Ai Jielin,

Without any warning, he reached out and groped the French girl. This French girl has a petite body but a lot of flesh. She should be bulging and bulging. Zhou Qingfeng's attack made her scream, and she even wanted to curse and fight.

But after the two entangled for more than ten seconds, Zhou Qingfeng took out a working miniature walkie-talkie from under the chest of Ms. Ai Jielin's small suit, and also took out a locator from under her hair. In addition, the woman's cell phone was still recording, and there was an electric shock device hidden in her bag.

"You have quite a lot of things." Zhou Qingfeng also found several condoms and ricochets when he searched for Kunbao. Wait...the ricochet only has the wireless remote, where's the other half? Without even thinking about it, he pressed the switch on the remote control, and directly shifted to the maximum vibration mode.

Ai Jielin immediately clamped her legs, screamed and trembled, and at the same time rushed forward and snatched the remote control back and turned it off immediately.

Hahaha... Zhou Qingfeng laughed teasingly, "You women really know how to play."

Uncle Zhou turned off the phone's recording casually, smashed the walkie-talkie and threw it out of the car window, but kept the locator. Not long after, several staff members of 'News 1' rushed over and knocked on the car window, demanding that 'Lin Sen' stop the aggression immediately.

"Enough, get out!" The car window was lowered, Zhou Qingfeng didn't speak, but Aijielin scolded the staff who came running like an angry female cat. "I'm fine, just disappear immediately, and you don't have to follow me anymore."

The staff of 'News One' looked at each other in blank dismay, but could only leave quickly. Ai Jielin, who was still very charming just now, took a few deep breaths, and then took out the makeup mirror to adjust her makeup. The momentary gaffe did not affect her, and the French girl quickly returned to her usual elegant appearance.

"I misjudged your identity." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the staff who fled in embarrassment, "I thought you were an intern or something."

Aijielin stroked her hair, but did not explain further about her identity. Her tone turned cold and she asked, "Okay, there is no monitoring, no recording, just you and me. How about we be honest. Tell me, how did you complete the magical reversal on tonight's show?"

"magic?"

"Of course it's amazing. I've been busy in the background preparing to write a eulogy for you, just to see how you end up. But Bishop Pontier actually sided with you? This is not normal. Others may think that the old bishop is Shout out for the country, but I don't think so."

"Ai Jielin, you should be the upper-class elite that the old bishop said that he disregarded the life and death of the country, and only cared about the high-ranking elite." Zhou Qingfeng smiled half-smile, "Do you have the frustration of being manipulated by others in your home court? That's right, the world is all wrong."

Ai Jielin continued to stare coldly, the little woman became angry. Although she didn't show her teeth and claws, it could be seen that she was very unhappy.

"Amazing?" Zhou Qingfeng loosened the collar button of his shirt inside his suit. With a sigh of relief, he sneered, "The thing that seems miraculous to you has actually been determined a long time ago."

"I have seen a lot of cunning and hypocrisy in the upper class. I guess you must have communicated with Bishop Pontier in advance. But the participation in the program was only confirmed this morning. How could you settle down with the old bishop so quickly?" Aijielin He was most puzzled by this, "Bishop Pontier is a very stubborn person."

"Perhaps you can think that Bishop Pontier is on my side for the future of France." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Or I called the bishop and quickly reached a consensus."

Aijielin seemed to realize something, and she frowned slightly.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly had a bad taste, wanting to see what it would be like to completely smash an elite's spiritual defense. So he solved the mystery.

"You know that Catholic priests always have some special hobbies, such as stories that must be told with some little boys in the name of God. And I just got some evidence of this, so the old bishop and I became friends immediately friend."

Ah..., Ai Jielin didn't want to believe it for a few seconds, then screamed frantically, and cursed loudly, dancing with her hands and feet: "This is disgusting. I always thought that Pontier would be an exception, I Used to look up to him. Hell, it's disgusting!"

"The faith is shattered, isn't it?" Zhou Qingfeng teased heartily: "How can it be disgusting for a priest to play with a little boy? That's tradition, it's purification, it's God's will!"