Chapter VI

readx; Ping'an Bridge Church, the most cathedral in Chengdu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoToday the tourists in its vicinity were dispersed, and the residents who lived in the vicinity speculated about what kind of big man was coming.

Since he was just looking at the wedding hall, Xie Wendong didn't want to bring many people. But under the persuasion of Jinyan's bitter mother-in-law, he still brought Wuxing and Yuan Tianzhong, and of course, Ren Changfeng, the protagonist of the wedding.

A short strong man greeted him with a respectful smile, and when he saw Xie Wendong and the others, the smile on his face froze for a moment, and his small eyes quickly swept over several people, and finally turned to the strongest golden eye, and bowed deeply.

"Hello Brother Dong, we were on the phone before, my name is Dong Laishun." The little leader nodded at the golden eye.

Xie Wendong and the others were stunned at first, and then they all grinned.

"That's not right." Golden Eyes said helplessly.

Dong Lai Shun blinked his little eyes, "Brother Dong, I didn't lie to you, my name is really Dong Lai Shun"

Xie Wendong was angry and funny, "Your name is Donglaishun, but he is not called Xie Wendong." ”

"Damn, this Chengdu Hall is too unserious." Ren Changfeng scolded with a smile: "This is Brother Dong." ”

The little leader was instantly dumbfounded, and the smile on his face instantly collapsed. Even Brother Dong admitted that he was wrong, and he came out to meet a fart. Feeling that his future was hopeless, the little leader's face became more and more pale.

Speaking of which, this can't be blamed on the clumsy eyes of the little boss. He was already at the bottom of Hongmen, and Xie Wendong was a god-like figure, and this little boss, who usually found it difficult to even meet the master of the Wuhan Hall, had never even seen a photo of Xie Wendong.

He originally thought that Xie Wendong was sitting on the Hongmen of China, controlling the Moon Pavilion, and was the boss of the Northeast Wendong Society, so he should be a middle-aged man over forty years old, with a strong body, an alert face, and even a cunning man. How could I have imagined that it would be a young man with a hearty and harmless smile.

Realizing the embarrassment of the little leader, Xie Wendong smiled lightly and diverted the topic.

"Church?" Xie Wendong raised his eyebrows.

"It was Miss Jiang's idea." The little boss bowed down and explained, for fear that if there was anything wrong, he would ask his boss to blame him.

Xie Wendong smiled faintly, patted the little leader on the shoulder, and said gently, "What Miss Jiang, call sister-in-law" and then strode into the church.

The sunlight shone down against Xie Wendong, casting a golden halo around him. Looking at Xie Wendong's brilliant figure, Dong Laishun suddenly felt less afraid of this top brother and more love.

The church has been decorated, and the windows and ceilings are hung with pink and purple gauze cloth, which adds a warm warmth to the interior.

"Oh, sorry sir, but the church has been closed to the public for the last two days." A middle-aged foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes walked out.

The little boss caught up and said, "Brother Dong, this is the priest of the church, Mr. Peter, this is Mr. Xie"

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Xie, disrespectful and disrespectful. The church has been decorated according to your instructions, please come in."

Xie Wendong nodded, and several people walked into the church.

A strange smile flashed across Father Peter's face, and it was fleeting.

"Mr. Xie, you see that if there are no shortcomings, the wedding can be held tomorrow as scheduled." (Eng)

Dong Laishun translated the priest's words to Xie Wendong in a low voice on the side, Xie Wendong looked around and smiled: "I'm tired of Mr. Peter." If the wedding goes well, you can come to us Hongmen if you have any needs in the future. ”

Dong Laishun translated Xie Wendong's words to Peter.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Xie. However, I hope to get paid today. Father Peter looked embarrassed and tapped his forehead.

"Oh, yes."

This time, without waiting for Dong Laishun to translate, Xie Wendong's face turned cold, and then he frowned and looked at Dong Laishun who was accompanying him.

Dong Laishun realized Xie Wendong's anger, and secretly said bitterly, didn't Peter slap Xie Wendong in the face when he said this. Hurriedly whispered to Peter, "Peter, haven't we already negotiated the reward, you ......?"

"No, Mr. Dong, no, it's different."

Peter interrupted Dong Laishun's words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he stared at Xie Wendong.

Xie Wendong's eyes flashed, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"So, what does Mr. Peter mean ......"

"I mean, what I want is not Mr. Xie's money, but—" Peter pointed his gun at Xie Wendong, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, like a whisper but like thunder on the ground.

"Your life!"

Bang!

"Brother Dong, be careful!"

A red light flashed, and the golden eyes on the side flew towards Xie Wendong with a startled start, knocking down a piece of the seat.

A snowflake blooms on the shoulder of the golden eye, bewitching and decisive.

"Golden-eyed!" Xie Wendong held the figure of the golden eye and yelled, "There are snipers, hide quickly"

Ren Changfeng and Yuan Tianzhong instantly drew their swords and protected Xie Wendong behind the seat on the side of the gate.

Golden Eye covered his shoulders and pulled the trigger with his unshot left hand, only to hear an exclamation from upstairs, apparently the sniper was wounded. Goldeneye once again extended her left hand out of the back of her chair and aimed it at the sniper, ready to pull the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

"Ahh On the other side, the small leader Dong Laishun has arrived in a pool of blood.

"You'd better not do that, Mr. Golden-Eye." Father Peter, dressed in a black robe, with a bloodthirsty smile and a pistol in his hand smoking, "Obediently huddle there, you may live a little longer"

Boom! The back door of the church was slammed open, and more than thirty men in black walked in with pistols, they were tall, apparently Westerners' skeletons. At the same time, the front door where Xie Wendong and the others were approaching suddenly closed.

"You're not a priest here. Who are you? Xie Wendong helped Jinyan to sit up and asked in a deep voice. Yuan Tianzhong quickly removed a corner of his clothes and bandaged the golden eye.

"It's not like a question that our resourceful Mr. Xie can ask, obviously, Golden's injury has made you lose your ground, right?" Peter turned around with a faint smile, casually threw his pistol at one of the men in black, ripped off the black robe on his body, revealed the beige casual clothes inside, and walked through the man in black to the back door.

"Whoever you are, Peter. Don't forget that this is in China, on the territory of Hongmen, I'm afraid, it's not me who will be frightened, but you. Xie Wendong hid behind his chair and looked around as he spoke. Obviously, the other party has a robbery in his hands, and due to the serious injury of the golden eye, he only has a silver robbery available. He smiled bitterly and hid the golden knife in his hand, pointed to the door, and motioned for Ren Changfeng and Yuan Tianzhong to watch him gesture and move.

"Indeed risky," Peter had already walked to the back door. He reached out and straightened his collar, looked back, and raised the corners of his mouth, "However, Mr. Xie's head is worth the price." "The blue eyes radiated a ghostly glow.

With that, Peter walked out of the church, stretched out his left hand and gently hooked it, exhaling like jade, "Do it!" ”