Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Executioner

The frightened expressions froze on everyone's faces, as if they had seen something unbelievable, and they were talking and laughing just now, looking forward to the fact that after this batch of goods was completed, they could have more income to spend their days and drinks, and now they have slept forever on this night.

In the rain, the younger white-robed deacon shouted, "You, why did you kill them?!"

"You devil, I'm going to take you back to church for judgment!" said this, praying, and the clear light was lit up, and he was about to strike at the person who suddenly came in front of him.

Even if you have an important mission tonight, you must first bring back this murderer who suddenly appeared.

Another older deacon hurriedly grabbed his colleague's sleeve and forcibly interrupted the spell casting process, and said with a pale face from fright: "I'm sorry, young people are always impulsive, may I ask you?"

The deaths of Kevin's men were cruel and desperate, like the frenzied brutes of the Dark Council, but the deacon, who was relatively calm, really felt the power of light.

So he decided to ask the other party where he came from first, not to mention that from the killing methods that the two of them didn't even notice just now, if he wanted to kill the two of them, then now it was nothing more than two more corpses on the ground.

Out of the shadows came a figure wrapped in a robe, the dark red shabby robe was like a red rag, and a pale red blood dance under his feet slowly faded, like clean rain dripping on the robe, turning into blood beads dripping under the hem of the robe.

A hoarse voice sounded from under the hood: "Shadows, executioner." ”

The young deacon turned a deaf ear to this, and glared at the demon with his cheeks flushed with anger. The old man trembled, his face pale like a dead man on the ground, and the sweat gushing out mixed with the raindrops fell to the ground, and some nightmarish memories that had been buried in his heart suddenly poured out.

In his youth, he pursued a traitor to a renegade, and the traitor fled to a small church in the country, took the people of the church hostage, and when he arrived, all the people of the church, including the traitor, were reduced to pieces of flesh of various sizes on the ground, and only a man in a red robe was kneeling before the cross in repentance in the small church.

That's when he learned that the church wasn't just the clergy who came and went in and out of the church every day.

"The Dark Side of Light", one of the dark agencies of the Church, a blood ape agency that focuses on tracking down apostasies and heretics, and an executioner.

It is a great irony to drag people to hell with light.

A voice came from the hood: "Two adults can call me Sunday." As for those inside, they have gone to the Lord to confess their sins. ”

Within the church, the executioner does not have his own name, and according to the preferences of his superiors, there will be various code names, this should be a seven-member team named after the week, but I don't know which adult it belongs to.

There was a moment of silence, and for the sake of the young man's courage, he gave a rare explanation to the two naΓ―ve colleagues on Sunday: "There was something wrong with that van just now. ”

The young deacon clenched his fists and argued, "I have already checked, and there are only goods and two drivers in the car, and there is no one we are looking for, and these people are obviously just ordinary staff. ”

"They are connected to the person in the car with a sinful thread, and the car has something to do with what the adults are looking for tonight.

Sunday's voice was cold: "Concealment from the Lord should be punished." ”

The young white-robed deacon insisted on asking, despite the desperate hints of his colleagues, "How are you sure that there is something wrong with the car?"

Looking up on Sunday, under the hood was a scarred face, the middle-aged man's face was still stained with fresh blood, slowly dripping blood-colored flowers on the ground along his cheeks, in the shadow of the dim street lamp and hood, it looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, and the two deacons subconsciously took a step back.

"That's not what you're supposed to ask. ”

The young deacon was still about to say something, but his companion pulled him over, covered his mouth stiffly, and watched weakly as the dark man who had only heard about it in the church slowly disappeared into the rain.

Inside the car, Qi Si thought with a headache: "How can there be an executioner coming, don't tell me it's also for that ancient book, if that's the case, Uncle Zhang, I want to send you out, I hope those damn jackals don't follow." ”

Xiao Zhang cautiously asked, "Who is the executioner?"

"One of the special institutions of the dark department of the church, a group of perverts walking in the shadows of the sun, if those two white-robed deacons represent God preaching the beauty of heaven on earth, then these perverts show you hell. ”

"I hope that that one is just passing by, giving some face to the two colleagues who have already checked the carriage, and stop paying attention to our poor business. Xiao Zhang, what are you looking at that ancient book you robbed? Even those people were dispatched. ”

Xiao Zhang recalled: "I can't read... When I was on the ship, I turned it over, and I don't know which dynasty is the ancient characters. ”

"That's right!" Xiao Zhang suddenly remembered something, "There is no water! When I was looking through the boat, there was no trace of the book being soaked in the sea!"

"It's really weird, no wonder the people in the church will directly intervene, but why are the people in the church robbing this... Not to mention that you can't understand it, what if you really understand it and change to the Buddha or the Taoist. ”

"The Lord said, those who believe in me, can go to the Western Heaven Elysium to rank in the immortal class?"

"Hahahaha, that's a really interesting opening statement. Qi Sinao made up the picture of the people in the church after they converted, and he couldn't help but laugh.

The tragedy is that if you laugh and laugh, you can't laugh.

In front of the headlights, Valen was blocked in the middle of the road with an excited face, holding the phone in one hand and saying this constantly, and raising one hand in the air to greet them frantically.

"Tell Yael-sama that they're coming! Remember to bring me a whiskey, I'm going to freeze to death here. ”

After standing in such damn weather for so long, Valen was on the verge of crying when he saw the familiar car of Qis.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just fought with them here two hours ago, Qi Si would have thought that he had met a friend he hadn't seen in years.

"Crash into it. Leon suggested.

Qi Si was very moved to hear it, but in the end he said helplessly: "Forget it, there is a camera." ”

Even so, Leon stepped on the accelerator and began to brake sharply when he was ten metres from Valen.

"Snort~~~"

"Ah!!h

"Hey, what's wrong, Valen?!" the high-pitched, bright voice panicked Rodney on the other end of the phone.

The sound of several people hitting the wine bottles on the table kept coming from Valen's mobile phone, and there was a faint roar of the bartender: "Fucking someone has escaped!"