I changed the world.

The girl's spin was only halfway done when she bumped into Father Simon, spilling her half-finished drink all over him.

Tragically, the girl was holding a large cup of milk tea, which was covered in a thick layer of milk foam. The milk tea was splashed all over Father Simon, soaking his upper body and even his neck. Father Simon could even feel some sticky liquid running down his chest...

The girl on the other end was clearly stunned by the unexpected scene, standing there at a loss. Her mother, realizing that her daughter had caused trouble, quickly said a few words, hung up the phone, and then walked quickly to Father Simon's side, apologizing in Graeme with a slight accent.

"I'm so sorry, sir..."

Father Simon was undoubtedly in a terrible mood. This was an utterly undeserved disaster. However, his professionalism as a clergyman allowed him to suppress the urge to curse, and he frowned as he straightened his clothes.

It must be said that the amount of liquid spilled was quite large, which meant that Father Simon's clothes could not be worn without being washed. However, since they were at the airport and it was time to board, even if they wanted to wash them, they could not do so in a short time.

"Sir, why don't you go to the shop over there and choose an outfit to change into?" The mother next to him had obviously realized this as well, so she pointed to the shop next door and suggested.

There are some brand stores in the airport, and the mother pointed to one of them. At this moment, it does seem like a good choice.

Chapter 644 The Rekians Need Freedom!

At this moment, an airport security guard seemed to notice the unusual situation and came over to ask if something had happened. Father Simon gave a brief explanation of what had happened, and then went with the mother and daughter to a clothing store not far away.

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As Father Simon walked toward the shop, the rain outside Terminal 1 intensified. Amidst the pouring rain, two indistinct figures dressed in black robes stood silently, their gazes fixed on the direction of the terminal.

Zhang Jing was standing in the rain, his body seemingly blending into the rain that filled the world. None of the hurried travelers around him turned their gaze toward him.

A faint golden light shimmered in his eyes. The outer wall of the terminal building could not obstruct his gaze. Father Simon's "ordeal" was now unfolding before his eyes.

After silently observing Father Simon for a while, Zhang Jing shifted his gaze to the other side of the waiting area. A man with a large package beside him, wearing sunglasses, was sitting on a chair eating a hamburger. This man appeared to be of Black Continent descent, with darker skin, and looked like an ordinary passenger. However, in Zhang Jing's eyes, a faint aura of resentment emanated from him…

After his gaze lingered on him for a moment, he shifted his attention to another couple not far away. Although the couple seemed to be waiting for their flight, their eyes kept darting to the man in sunglasses in the distance...

Further away, a man dressed in hip-hop style, with brown skin, was casually humming a song, dragging a black suitcase, slowly heading towards the restroom. However, Zhang Jing also saw an lingering resentment emanating from him…

"Today, Xidai International Airport is packed with guests..." Zhang Jing commented casually, turning to look at his companion beside him.

Standing beside him was an elderly man with neatly groomed gray hair and a short beard, dressed in a fine black wool suit. The old man had a silver crown brooch pinned to his chest and deep gray eyes, looking every bit the typical old gentleman from Grand.

This is Viscount Delvoure, who was reawakened from the void of death by Zhang Jing and given a new identity. Of course, his current name is Jean Plantard.

“Mr. Plantard, I’m leaving the rest to you.”

"As you wish." The old man bowed slightly.

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Emerging from the shop, Father Simon had changed into a new black trench coat, along with a different undershirt and sweater. His previous clothes had been completely soaked in milk tea and were unwearable. In fact, since there was nowhere to shower, even with the new clothes, Father Simon still felt sticky. However, there was nothing he could do at the moment; he would have to wait until they reached Bergopelli to figure out what to do next.

After the mother and daughter apologized repeatedly, they left. Father Simon did not intend to make things difficult for them further. In his view, it was just an unfortunate coincidence, nothing more.

He also took off the beaded necklace with the crown pendant. The black cord with the beads on it was also soaked and greasy, so it was not suitable to continue wearing it around his neck. He had to put it in his pants pocket for the time being.

He stuffed the soiled clothes into a tote bag, carried it in his hand, and quickened his pace toward the customs counter. After the unexpected incident, time was now running out.

After successfully completing the visa procedures at customs, Father Simon, carrying a handbag in one hand and pulling a suitcase in the other, walked towards the security checkpoint while observing the auxiliary signs in the airport.

However, at that moment, a heavy impact sound was accompanied by the sound of shattering!

A large white SUV, soaked with rainwater, crashed violently into the floor-to-ceiling glass on one side of the waiting hall, followed by a grating screech of tires. The SUV, leaving two tracks, screeched to a halt in the airport's first-floor lobby.

Father Simon instinctively glanced to the side upon hearing the noise. From his angle, he could see the front of the car was completely bulging out of the way, with smoke billowing out. It was clearly totaled, and a passenger caught off guard had been thrown from the vehicle...

next moment.

The car door opened, and two people jumped out instantly. Their faces were covered by scarves, but their exposed skin showed a brown complexion, and each of them was holding a weapon.

The two of them were walking unsteadily, clearly still dizzy from the impact.

One of them shouted, "The Rekians need freedom!!!"

He shouted several times in succession, and then, to everyone's utter astonishment, he died.

He raised his weapon and flicked his index finger at a security guard not far away who was talking on a communicator.

"boom--!!!"

A loud gunshot rang out, accompanied by a burst of muzzle flash. Countless lead bullets flew out, all hitting the security guard. A large spray of blood mist was visible to the naked eye, and he fell to the ground on the spot!

If someone knowledgeable about firearms were present, they would recognize that this was a homemade gun. Such a weapon cannot fire in bursts and has no rifling. To a professional, it is extremely crude, but at close range, it still has tremendous lethality against unprotected targets.

Grand is a country that strictly prohibits civilian gun ownership. For these terrorists, it is extremely difficult to obtain more powerful standard firearms, which is probably why they used homemade firearms.

"what!!!!"

"Help!!!!"

"Run!!!!"

The entire airport quickly descended into chaos, with passengers fleeing in all directions away from the two terrorists, some even abandoning their luggage.

"boom--!!!!"

Just then, on the other side of the waiting hall, another gunshot rang out. A man wearing sunglasses threw his half-eaten hamburger on the ground and shouted:

"The Rekja people need freedom!!!"

At the same time, he pulled a gun from a plastic cylinder that looked like it contained a camera tripod next to him and fired a shot at a security guard who was frantically trying to pull out a pistol not far away!

Chapter 645 The Lost Relic

Immediately, the atmosphere in the entire hall became even more tense and chaotic. At this moment, Father Simon also heard the shout and made a general judgment in his mind. Rekia was a colony of the Grand Republic on the Black Continent. Due to issues such as religion and resource allocation, there had always been low-intensity resistance organizations in the area. Obviously, the incident in front of him was most likely a terrorist incident planned by the Rekia resistance organization.

In the current environment, Father Simon was inevitably affected by the atmosphere around him, and felt somewhat nervous. Subconsciously, he followed the flow of people and began to run towards the security checkpoint where there were more guards...

At that moment, behind a pillar in a corner of the hall, a middle-aged man with dark eyes and a hooked nose, wearing a slightly heavy trench coat, looked at the chaotic waiting hall, tapped his wireless earpiece with an indifferent expression, and instructed: "Let's begin, and be careful to control the situation."

At the same time, the three terrorists with darker skin tones, armed with guns, began forcing some passengers to kneel down, seemingly attempting to take some people hostage.

Fortunately, in the midst of chaos, this action was not easy to accomplish either, as everyone was trying to run for their lives and no one was willing to obey their orders.

Then, gunshots rang out again!

Just then, a side door to the side of the hall opened, and several fully armed security personnel rushed out, shouting orders as they opened fire on the terrorists in the hall.

A precise bullet instantly knocked one terrorist to the ground, while the other terrorist quickly ducked down, pulled a passenger in front of him as a shield, and took cover behind the tour guide's station not far away.

Meanwhile, the terrorists on the other side of the hall were also attacked and quickly pushed behind a pillar. They appeared to be injured, but were still fighting back.

The security personnel who suddenly appeared quickly brought the situation under control. However, the fleeing passengers were unaware of this and the gunfight caused even greater panic. Everyone was running, and luggage was scattered all over the hall.

Just as these well-trained security personnel were attempting to take further action, a new twist occurred!

Just as the two security personnel arrived near the restroom and were leaning against the corner of the restroom wall to face the lobby, a suitcase that someone had placed near the restroom suddenly exploded. One of the security personnel was hit by the blast and was thrown out, his fate unknown.

At the same time, a man dressed in hip-hop attire rushed out from the side, holding a handgun, and began firing at the security personnel.

This is a new terrorist! He had been hiding in the crowd!

The sudden turn of events caused chaos in the scene, and the gunfire intensified...

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At the other end of the hall, Father Simon was swept along by the crowd toward the security checkpoint. All around him were panicked travelers, with cries and shouts filling the air. Most people were trying to run forward, but some were trying to return to look for relatives or friends who had been separated from them. There were even those who accidentally fell and were trampled, screaming in pain. This made the whole scene even more chaotic.

In this situation, Father Simon did not notice that three people had gathered around him. They exchanged glances, and one of the tall men suddenly began to push his way from in front of Father Simon to the back, calling out someone's name as he did so. It sounded like a woman's name, but it was unclear whether it was his wife or daughter. It seemed that he had been separated from his family.

Just as this person was pushing back, to Father Simon's left, a man with an impatient expression shouted at the man in front of him not to push and told him to "get back!" Under these circumstances, the two men immediately started arguing and then began to push each other!

Unfortunately, Father Simon was caught in the middle of them, and the pushing and shoving made the scene even more chaotic. Father Simon's attention was inevitably drawn to the two people whose conflict was escalating and who were even starting to fight.

He even tried to persuade the two that this was not the time to fight, but they completely ignored him and even shoved him.

In this situation, Father Simon was completely unaware that a hand was silently reaching into his right trouser pocket, and that hand's index and middle fingers deftly slipped into his pocket and pulled out the crumpled necklace that was inside...

Due to the chaos and shoving around him, Father Simon was completely unaware that he had been robbed...

A thin, ordinary-looking white man, easily overlooked in a crowd, clutched the necklace with the round brass emblem. He glanced down to check it, then silently slipped it into the inside pocket of his jacket. He then looked around at the flow of people, squeezed his way to the other side, gradually moving away from Father Simon…

At that very moment, another team of security personnel stormed into the airport terminal. Soon, two more terrorists were killed on the spot, and the last terrorist, after failing to escape, laid down his weapon and surrendered.

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As the security personnel gradually brought the situation under control, the white man who had received Father Simon's necklace had already left the crowd and handed the necklace to another young man of similar ordinary appearance on one side of the hall.

The man received the necklace without saying a word, then turned and left. He was clearly very familiar with the layout of the airport terminal. He went straight up a staircase to the second floor, then climbed out of an open window on the second floor and nimbly landed on the ground, thus reaching the outside of the airport waiting area.

He glanced around warily, then ran toward a car parked on the side of the road not far away, muttering something under his breath as he spoke, the words transmitted through his wireless earpiece.

As he ran, his right hand remained firmly tucked into the inside pocket of his shirt.

He ran to the car, flung open the passenger door, and got in. The car started moving, the driver glanced at him, they nodded to each other, the door closed, and the car sped off.

At this time, roadblocks were being set up at the airport's external access point. Some uniformed soldiers with weapons were standing by the roadblocks. When they saw a vehicle driving out, a soldier tried to go up and ask, but was stopped by an officer who waved him through.

Chapter 646 Lost Lambs, Hand Over What Does Not Belong to You!

The car didn't stop, accelerated through the checkpoint, and then drove onto the highway, heading towards the outskirts of Cid.

"Go around the ring road, take the junction with Route 4, and head to Enver Military Base. Once we get there, our mission will be over." The man in the passenger seat carefully observed the scenery outside the window while communicating with the driver.

"Understood, don't worry." The driver nodded, an earphone also in his right ear. He listened briefly, then smiled at the person next to him and said, "Our backup has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, two black sedans with their headlights on and engines started up and followed from the side of the street. The three cars immediately formed a convoy. They drove along the ring road on the outskirts of Xidai for a while and soon turned onto a side road leading out of the city.