The next day.

At six:30 in the morning, Lin Chong woke up from entering into meditation on time.

Since he decided to show up with the gods today, it would be meaningless to continue disguising himself, he was too lazy to act deliberately. After all, that would be quite tiring.

Lin Chong sat cross-legged on the big bed and began to deduce the next action.

This is his habit.

Make a decision before you act, and think of a way out in advance before doing anything.

The gods will be the base camp of Maracas. Once Lin Chong's true identity is leaked, it will be no less than stabbing a hornet's nest, and may even alarm the God Emperor who lives in seclusion in the Holy Palace.

Lin Chong was not afraid of the others, but the Divine Emperor made him quite afraid.

Because according to the information Simon told him, the God Emperor seemed to be an old monster who lived over two hundred years old and had participated in the invasion of the great powers over a hundred years ago.

As the saying goes, a person becomes a monster. Even if Lin Chong is very confident in himself, he is not sure that he can beat the other party.

"The key to the surprise attack is to attack him by surprise and attack him without any precaution."

Lin Chong's eyes were bright and faint, like a beating flame: "My actions must be fast. Before the God Emperor reacted, escape from Maracas first."

"But there are always exceptions in everything. What if the God Emperor catches up with me? Or I am entangled by others and cannot escape in time?"

"I can't bring danger to Sister Xin and the others, so I have to think of another solution."

Lin Chong's thoughts turned, and suddenly he took out a new phone, inserted the commonly used old phone card, and dialed Guan Yuxin's number.

"Xiaozhong?"

The phone call was called and it was connected not long after. Guan Yuxin's pleasant voice came from the other end of the receiver, full of anxiety: "Where are you? What's going on? Why can't you contact me?"

Guan Yuxin raised several questions in one breath.

Lin Chong said in a deep voice: "Sister Xin, listen to me."

"Okay, you say, I'll listen."

Guan Yuxin was not an ordinary woman after all, so she quickly calmed down.

“I am in Maracas, the capital of Ramadan.”

Lin Chong's tone was stable, with the power to calm the hearts of the people: "Do you still remember Simon? He is a backbone member of the Gods Society. From him, I got information about the Gods Society, so I came here to inquire."

"The Gods?"

Guan Yuxin was obviously startled and even her voice became sharper.

When in Donghai City, Yang Ying and Guan Wei were attacked, and it was the move of the gods.

Although Lin Chong used the trick to kill the Blood Angel Yuga and several capable subordinates of Ellington, Guan Yuxin was very excited and almost left a psychological shadow.

At this moment, when Lin Chong heard the news about the Gods Association from his mouth, Guan Yuxin was of course afraid.

Lin Chong wanted to make Guan Yuxin afraid so that she would return to China obediently.

"Ramadan has been secretly controlled by the Gods, and their power in Africa is far beyond imagination."

Lin Chong's voice was low: "Sister Xin, please take a plane back to China immediately. Don't continue to stay in Africa, don't worry about me, I have a way to go back."

Guan Yuxin was about to ask him what he was going to do, but before he could say anything, he swallowed it back into his stomach.

"Okay, I'll pack up and go back to China now."

She whispered, "You must be careful."

In just four short words, it seems to contain thousands of words.

After finishing the call with Guan Yuxin, Lin Chong took out the old mobile phone card, inserted a new card, and dialed another number.

This time, the phone ringtone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello?"

A hoarse and magnetic female voice came from the receiver, with deep doubts.

"I'm Lin Chong."

Lin Chong did not waste time to greet him and said straight to the point: "Veronica, I need your help."

"Wow, my dear!"

Veronica heard Lin Chong's voice, and her originally listless tone suddenly became energetic: "What do you want me to do?"

"If I remember correctly, the headquarters of the Zodiac Palace is in France, right?" Lin Chong asked.

"Yes."

If someone else asked this, Veronica would definitely suspect that the other party had ulterior motives and became vigilant.

But Lin Chong is different.

Lin Chong took at least half of the contribution to Veronica's first pillar of the twelve palaces, so she was not worried that Lin Chong would harm her.

"France is adjacent to Spain, and Spain is across the sea from Ramadan."

Lin Chong recalled the world map in his mind: "Can you send a speedboat to pick me up near the Maracas Coast?"

"Dear in Ramadan?"

Veronica said in surprise: "I seem to have heard from my subordinates that Ramadan was secretly controlled by the gods, and Maracas is the place where the Holy Palace of the God Emperor is located. How could you go there?"

"The process in between is quite complicated, and it is not convenient to talk about it in detail on the phone, so I will talk about it after meeting."

Lin Chong explained casually, then emphasized his tone: "Can you do it?"

"no problem."

Veronica agreed simply and neatly: "I'll make arrangements now, when do you need it?"

“In five hours.”

Lin Chong calculated the time: "Where is the specific connection, I will contact you again when the time comes. You can ask the person who picks up me to be on standby in the high seas."

"clear."

The brief call ends here.

Lin Chong crushed the phone card and the new phone together to let it drift away with the wind.

It is not too much to be cautious when you are in the enemy camp.

Anyway, he had already bought several phone cards and mobile phones to spare, so there was no need to increase the risk that he would be discovered by the gods in order to save that little money.

The same moment.

Near the French capital, somewhere in a manor.

Veronica got up in a hurry, and there was no trace of her body, revealing her extremely hot and devilish figure, which was enough to make any man bleed in his nose.

While dressing, she walked out, and at the same time she issued a series of commands: "Eileen, Illia, immediately call the Iron Thorns Legion, and we go to Cape Marockee in Spain."

"yes."

Two pleasant female voices sounded in the corner of the room.

With Veronica's order, the twelve palaces started to operate like a sophisticated machine.

Ten minutes later.

Veronica took the real name of Golden Scorpion and Ilia, who was named Erin, and took the car to the airport, followed by a fully armed army of steel thorns.

To get to the coastline of Ramadan within five hours, the fastest way is to take a private jet to Cape Marocio in southern Spain, and then take a boat from Cape Marocio to cross the Strait of Gibraltar.

The Strait of Gibraltar connects the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean. It is located between Cape Marocio in Spain and Cape Sires in Ramadan. The narrowest point is only 14,000 meters. It has always been a battleground for military strategists.

The Kingdom of Spain has a large number of naval forces near the Strait of Gibraltar and is cracking down on African smugglers. It is not easy to travel through.

But it is not difficult for the twelve palaces.

Because the twelve palaces have money.
Chapter completed!