Genius Fortune-teller/C757 Four Directions Movement(part Ii)
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C757 Four Directions Movement(part Ii)

The Nepalese House of Representatives was in an uproar. No one could understand why Bandari, who had started to use his power gradually, would suddenly gather so many people. Furthermore, he claimed on the phone that he had a huge matter to discuss with these people.

When the gloomy-faced Bandari walked into the House of Representatives, a few of his close friends wanted to ask him a question, but they found his face was really too ugly, so they didn't dare to say anything. They could only watch him walk up to the podium, insert a small USB stick into the multifunctional projector in the House of Representatives, and after opening the white curtain, they put their hands to the corners of their mouths and stood aside.

Could it be that the reason Bandari had called everyone over so hastily was to let them watch a video? After seeing Bandari's actions, everyone in the House of Representatives revealed a puzzled look. They did not understand what Bandari had done.

The video was shot in a blur, even swaying a little. After the video appeared, a small hubbub arose within the House of Representatives, but this hubbub was quickly replaced by silence. The puzzlement and confusion on everyone's face was completely replaced by anger. There were quite a few female councilors who covered their mouths with their hands, and there were even some with tears flowing down from the corners of their eyes.

At the same time, in a house somewhere in the center of Kathmandu, former Cumali Rushmira held a long list of names and started to make one call after another. If there were any senior media reporters present, they would have definitely discovered that almost all of the people on the list that Rushmira was holding were contacts of the editors of the world's major media organizations.

Near the outskirts of Kathmandu, there was already a large group of women with black ribbons wrapped around their heads. They were all wearing blood-red letters on the signs in front of them, and not far away, there was a large group of people surrounding the leader of the feminist movement. They seemed to be shouting something in anger, and the people who were listening to her were also crying.

Within an internet cafe near Kathmandu City, a group of young people, who were happily playing games, suddenly popped out a window at the table while they were fighting passionately!

At first, these young people thought that they were seeing promotional messages as usual, but just as they wanted to curse, they found that this window was completely different from the old days. It was a current affairs story, and the title of the article made them unconsciously click it to see what was inside.

When the videos and text of the mosaics appeared in the eyes of these youngsters, the laughing and scolding faces of everyone disappeared and were replaced by boundless rage!

At the same time, on Nepal's social media, a video was being reprinted at supersonic speeds. Countless people began cursing and calling for everyone to go out on the streets to protest against the atrocities and eliminate the evil!

The immense grief was like a boundless black cloud in the sky, completely enveloping Kathmandu. Even the tourists who were strolling on the streets felt that the atmosphere in their surroundings was a little off, but they did not know what was wrong.

"..."

Chen Baian, who was sweating profusely, rushed into a small hotel near the Hanumandoka Palace. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked at Lin Bai and said in a deep voice, "The video has been sent to the people I contacted. If nothing goes wrong, they should be able to react soon!"

"It's time for us to prepare. When Kathmandu becomes a pot of boiling water, it'll be time for us to take action!" Lin Bai nodded his head in satisfaction and said in a deep voice, "We must act quickly and efficiently. Otherwise, we will let down those girls who sacrificed too much for our scheme!"

Silence reigned in the room. Guilt appeared on the faces of everyone present. However, there was a determined look in their eyes, and there was no lack of anger, which shone with a bloodthirsty light. As Lin Bai had said, if they could not resolve the matter in one fell swoop under these circumstances, then what they owed was their conscience and they would never be able to forgive themselves for the rest of their lives.

"..."

It was very quiet in Hanumanduka Palace. The royal priests who were dressed in red and had been transferred back were busy cleaning up the mess after the battle last night. Blood was all over the ground, and there were even limbs lying around. Under the scorching heat, a strong stench was spreading in the air, lingering for a long time.

Such a scene caused the royal priests to tremble in fear. They couldn't help but wonder who it was that had started the massacre here last night, and if that person had reappeared to reap the lives of their men.

"High, it really is high! We were the first to say that someone had come to steal the cultural relics and kill the priests. That way, all the dirty water would be poured onto the people who came last night! " Janandra looked at the military police standing guard outside, looking pleased with herself.

"This matter will definitely cause a huge panic in Nepal. In a country with 90% of the faith in Hinduism, to actually dare to destroy such a sacred land, Lin Bai and the others are truly tired of living!" Venerable Mitiro smiled sinisterly and continued in a cold voice, "Moreover, he has already used the Blood Drawing Arts. If he wants to save his comrades' lives, he will have to come back. At that time, the only path left for him is death!"

"The Venerable One is indeed skilled!" Jia Nan De nodded his head and laughed along. However, for some reason, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. He vaguely felt that something big was going to happen, but he couldn't be sure.

He could already see the scene of Lin Bai and the rest throwing themselves into a trap, and he could also see Nepal becoming a holy land of Hinduism, killing all the infidels and restoring the caste system that had been passed down for countless years, and becoming the sole true god of this land.

"Lord Honored Warrior, your subordinate deserves to die a thousand times! We set out from Kathmandu. Although we found the position of the monk, we lost many men after a fierce battle, and he even managed to escape in the end! Please punish us, my lord! " At this moment, the royal priest who had been ordered to intercept the monk finally returned. However, his clothes were tattered and his face was covered in blood.

The priest's words interrupted his originally happy mood. After letting out a few sneers, he slowly walked in front of the terrified imperial priest who looked like a stray dog. He squatted down, pinched his throat and said with a deep voice, "What is the punishment for not completing the mission in Hanumandoka Palace?"

"If we do not complete the mission entrusted to us by the Supreme Realm, we will die!" The Royal Priest raised his head in panic. After finishing his sentence, he kowtowed continuously, and said with a trembling voice, "Please spare my horse. I will lead some people to find the monk. This time, I will definitely …"

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a needle-like pain from his neck. As his head was lowered, he discovered that a pair of big furry hands had already tightly gripped his throat, and before he could even struggle, these two large hands had already exploded forth with all of their strength. After a dull cracking sound, the head of the imperial priest fell limply onto his neck.

"What use is there keeping such a trash like you!" Since that Scholar Jia Shi had escaped from the encirclement, he must have gone to look for Lin Bai and the rest! However, this is good as well. If I don't go and look for them one by one, I will take advantage of this opportunity to catch them all in one. Venerable Mitiro stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood off his finger, laughing sinisterly.

Jia Nan De's face was filled with panic as he looked at the constantly changing expression of the Venerable Lord Mitiro. Now, he began to regret cooperating with Sir Mi Te Luo. This was the fate of all the loyal royal priests. If he didn't listen to his commands in the future, he would end up dying!

It had to be known, what Janandra wanted was to be a king who could obey all his commands, not a puppet king under the control of Venerable Lord Mitiro. However, he knew that even if he went back on his word, it was already too late. The plan was already under way. If he retreated, the only thing waiting for him would be death!

"What are you doing, why aren't you continuing to guard the palace!" Just as Giannandra was thinking, he suddenly realized that the heavily armed military police were about to step out. What happened last night was still fresh in his mind. If Lin Bai and the rest came back without the protection of the army and the police, wouldn't he be sending their corpses down here?

However, the only response he got were silent words and icy gazes. Looking at the expressions of the military police, Janandra even felt that these people must have received some order, or else they would have killed him here.

"Bastard!" Just as he was hesitating in his heart, a soldier passing by him spat on the ground and heavily hit Jia Nan De's body. He cursed silently, his voice was soft but clearly heard in Jia Nan De's ears, causing him to have an indescribable difference.

Not to mention Janandra, even the Venerable Lord Mitiro had some doubts. Earlier, he had discussed with the President, the Prime Minister and the others why these military police officers would suddenly leave, and why did none of them support him in the past? Just what kind of situation was going on to cause such a sudden situation?

"Lord Honored Warrior, not good, the outside of the palace is full of demonstrators!" At this moment, a royal priest staggered over. He raised his head to look at Senior Mitiro and Janandra before saying with a trembling voice, "Those people said that they will pay with blood. They want justice for those young girls. They want to destroy a false god like you!"

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