Underneath the church is the cemetery, or coffin, which is placed in the walls of the ground.

Perhaps it was a custom to put people in a coffin after they died, and then open one place after another on the wall in the ground where the coffin was stored.

After pushing the coffin in, what is revealed is a dead posthumous photo, which does not take up space, and it is also very convenient for memorial services.

When Xiao Zhan entered the cemetery beneath the church, he let the blood-colored fangs out, because he wasn't sure what would happen next.

Another point is that the blood-colored fangs can be watched from the periphery and can be used to provide support when necessary.

Xiao Zhan hid in the underground cemetery, and the blood-colored fangs sat in a small hotel diagonally opposite the church, filling the magazine with carefully selected sniper warheads to prepare.

In addition to the sniper rifle, he had two bazookas at his feet, as well as a variety of light and heavy weapons that spread out half a bed.

He didn't know what would happen tomorrow, but he knew very well that his biggest task was to ensure Xiao Zhan's safety.

This time I came to try my luck, and it doesn't matter if I don't get lucky, I'm afraid that a special situation will arise, and once a special situation occurs, I'm afraid that I will have to use force to solve it.

How strong the Extreme Survival Club really is, Scarlet Fangs doesn't know, because he was eliminated before he even stepped forward.

One can imagine what this club has to be tough.

The day passed quickly, and as the day passed, some unfamiliar faces began to appear in the town.

The faces were all observed by blood-colored fangs, and there must have been more than forty people, most of whom were unknown, but a few of them were still somewhat familiar.

What can make the blood-colored fangs familiar is either the world of professional soldiers or the world of mercenaries.

"How many years have you been here?"

Just as the blood-colored fangs were sitting at the window and observing, a soft voice came from behind him, which suddenly made the muscles up and down his body contract and tighten, and his pupils also contracted into the most dangerous pinpoint in an instant.

He didn't even know when a person appeared behind him, without any warning at all.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead, slid down his eyelashes, and into his eyes, stinging and aching.

"Don't move, I have no ill will towards you; Don't look back, you don't have to know who I am. The man said to the blood-colored fangs: "If you really fight, I may not be your opponent, but I believe that at such a distance, I have the absolute initiative, even if I can't kill you, I can inflict heavy damage on you." ”

The blood-colored fangs had reacted, but his reaction was seen through by those who came.

He could feel the pressure of the people behind him, but it was not fatal pressure, and if he fought back, he would have to open up no matter what.

But he immediately gave up because the people from the Extreme Club came.

You may be able to get killed by yourself in a fight, but it's best not to anger them, because the people in the Extreme Club rarely kill people.

"How everyone's potential is predestined from the day they are born, you are not good enough, you just don't meet our requirements, that's all." The man continued to say in a soft voice: "But I can see that you should not have come for yourself this time, and the sniper rifle you set up is not for attack, but for cover." Tell me, who are you here for? ”

The behavior was seen through, and the blood-colored fangs became easier instead.

"Sir, Your Excellency the Führer wants to enter the Extreme Survival Club, but he has not received an invitation. We know it's abrupt, but ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the blood-colored fangs turned his head sharply, and found that the person who had come had disappeared without a trace.

It really came and went without a trace, and all he could see was the open door.

I didn't see what the visitor looked like, and I didn't know how the person came in, and the blood-colored fangs stared at the intact door lock, and his brows furrowed tightly.

At this time, the owner of the inn came up with two people.

"Sir, we are going to use the room you live in for other purposes, and we will give you double the room rate." The innkeeper very politely gave the order to evict the guests.

The blood-colored fangs stared at the boss for a long moment, then nodded.

"Okay, give me ten minutes to clean up."

"No problem."

Closing the door, Scarlet Fangs loaded all the weapons and firearms into a large suitcase as fast as he could, and pulled them out of the room.

He knew that this eviction order was not issued by the hotel, but by the people of the Extreme Club.

Their attitude is good, but that doesn't mean they can be constantly tolerated.

Scarlet Fangs knew he had to leave, and there was no way for him to stay any longer, and if he continued to stay here, it might be difficult to say what would happen next.

Scarlet Fangs left, leaving the town, finding a higher place, and continuing to stare at the church in the distance, praying that Xiao Zhan would not have any problems, and even if he was kicked out, he would not have a violent conflict with the people of the Extreme Survival Club.

……

Zero.

The townspeople are used to going to bed early and waking up early, and there are not many entertainment venues in the town, and after midnight, it becomes dark.

The only thing that is lit is the church, like a lighthouse that guides people in the dark.

Xiao Zhan walked out of the hidden place, walked through the passage full of coffins on both sides, and walked up from the basement of the church.

He didn't hide his tracks, but was very generous.

Anyway, I've already mixed in, and the next thing is to try my luck, and as for how lucky, I'll talk about it when I see someone.

This is a kind of open-spirited mentality, even if Xiao Zhan really wants to enter the Extreme Survival Club, he also knows that there are some things that he can't decide.

The church was empty at night, but there were people in the church, and those who received the invitation all sat quietly on the church benches on time and waited patiently.

Xiao Zhan walked in through the side door and tentatively walked into the church hall.

All eyes were on him, and there was a look of wonder in their eyes as to why he had walked in from here.

In the face of these gazes, Xiao Zhan smiled slightly, and when his gaze collided with the gaze of one of them, his eyes immediately showed a thick vigilance.

And the people who met him also had the same vigilance in their eyes, but they were more aggressive.

Fighting King!

Xiao Zhan actually met the Dou Wang here, the Dou Wang who wanted to kill him in the Alps; The strongest killer who came out of Zhukov's training camp, the king of fighters who is proficient in samba fighting!

Dou Wang didn't speak, Xiao Zhan didn't speak, he looked away, slowly walked to the bench, and sat there like everyone else.

When he sat there, he clearly felt the murderous aura coming from Douwang's body, although the other party didn't look at him, but that breath was rising because of him and surging towards him.

At 0:30, an elderly priest walked in with a Bible in his hand and a kind smile on his face.

This priest is a real priest, he is the man of this town, he is the priest of this church.

……

(End of chapter)