Chapter 937: The typhoon is coming, and you can watch the sea view

There is only one church in the whole of Marina City, a church funded by the British missionary Robinson, which the older generation of Marina people like to call 'Gospel Hall', a century-old church that still stands in the old town on the northern outskirts of Marina City after several turbulent repairs.

The gospel church covers an area of more than 800 square meters, the building is a horseshoe-shaped structure, two three-storey small buildings with basements in the north, the corridor is connected, there are more than ten corridor-type two-storey buildings around, there are accommodation rooms, offices, reception rooms, kitchens, scripture rooms, a cathedral and two offices in the east, there is a large European-style garden and a bell tower, the bell rings for ten miles.

Every year, the pastors in the Christmas Gospel Hall will distribute some food to the surrounding Chinese, such as chocolates, biscuits, candies and the like, turkey or anything else, nothing more than the meaning of auspiciousness.

Today, the door of the gospel hall was closed early, and in front of the cross in the cathedral stood two black-robed priests, and on the ground on the side of their legs were a black leather suitcase, these two were Chemist and Edward, who had recently returned from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and they were both making their last prayers before the war.

In addition to being a priest, Chelsea has two layers of hidden identity, he is a member of the twelve knights of the round table in the world's earliest ability organization, and he is also a blood hunter, a person who hunts blood clans as a profession, blood hunting is a very ancient profession, almost born with a blood clan, this group of people is not necessarily pure human beings, it is possible that they are blood themselves, but they were deeply hurt by their own kind and chose to join the blood hunting industry.

Blood hunting, in a sense, is the guardian of the human race, of course, this profession only exists in the West, there is also this kind of people in ancient China, they may be called Taoists, warlocks, and of course ancient warriors, compared to the single blood hunting profession in the West, the guardians of our Huaxia are diversified and diversified.

Under normal circumstances, Western supernatural people do not dare to come to China to spread wild, because they don't know how many powerful people are hidden in this mysterious and ancient country. There was once a little story that a very powerful English paranormal ate a bowl of cold noodles in Huaxia and did not bring Huaxia coins to pay the bill, and this goods relied on his reputation to be a famous anomaly, and the stall was a very ordinary old man.

Unexpectedly, the next scene that made England unforgettable for the rest of his life happened, the old man danced like a falling bringet, and in a blink of an eye, he was full of bags, and he couldn't even use the ability to be proud, and he stood stiffly in place, and later he learned that this kind of kung fu was called a point.

The poor English Paranormal only helped the old man brush the bowl for three days as a labor fee, but what made him wonder was that on the day of the last bowl washing, several men in blue uniforms and big caps came over and ate a few bowls of cold noodles without paying, and finally took away all the old man's tables and chairs.

This matter soon spread throughout the circle of Western supernatural beings, and in the years to come, neither blood hunting nor supernatural people dared to eat white food in Huaxia, and occasionally saw those strong people in blue uniforms and even retreated, because this group of people is the real big killer, referred to as chengguan.