The little folder was very thin, it was supposed to be just a few sheets of paper inside, and you could tell by the burrs in the corners of the folder that it must have been some years old.

In fact, it is true, as we all know, John was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death, so when he learned that a seraph of the highest rank had descended on earth...... Although he didn't know what this guy was doing, he had already started to work on how to prevent this guy from suddenly looking at him unpleasantly and killing himself.

Of course, with John's strength, it is definitely impossible to fight against an archangel. Mr. Konstantin was witty to start from another angle.

That's what he believes in.

Yes, you heard it right, John is going to deal with a Seraphic on the level of faith, which feels like he wants to kill a fish by drowning and a bird by falling to his death...... In short, it just sounds a little ridiculous.

But...... John is not an ordinary person, although he is also thrown out of the tavern by a group of thugs every once in a while, and he is thrown out of the tavern by the security guards for not giving him money for drinking, but if he is given enough time, I believe you that he can kill Lucifer.

In fact, he did kill him, but that's another story.

And in this folder is the thing that John has found over the years that can shake the faith of 'Archangel Gabriel'.

Gabriel calmly opened the envelope of the document that was about to fall apart, and then he pulled out a ...... Photo.

In the photo, it's Gabriel, and there's another man.

The man looked to be about 50 years old, a little bit of a thorn, but from the well-maintained skin and expensive outfit, you can tell that this guy is a very rich man.

And the background of this photo...... It was this [Cambridge Club], and coincidentally, it was the tea table where Gabriel and John were sitting at this moment, and Gabriel was still sitting in his seat, but John was replaced by the middle-aged man who was on the top.

Gabriel looked at the photo...... Didn't say anything.

"Do you know him?" John asked, lighting another cigarette.

"Of course I do, he is Mr. Cousin, a life member of the Cambridge Club, and ...... Smoking is not allowed here. Gabriel said.

"Oh, so you'll remember the name..... It looks like you know him well. As if he hadn't heard, John continued as he smoked.

"We don't know each other, or rather, I know everyone I've met, my memory stores everything and everything I've seen, and of course, I don't refuse to talk to anyone, even ...... You! As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling holy light burst out in front of John's eyes, directly burning out his root cigarette, without even a trace of soot.

John looked at his two fingers that weren't burned to the bone, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Well, it seems that you don't like me, at least not as good as this Mr. Cusell, right?" ”

"Of course, I like most of the people in this club, they are souls who have accumulated a lot of blessings for the world, and you are a scumbag destined to go to hell."

John nodded, "yes, I'm tired of hearing that, but do you know what this Mr. Cussell does?" ”

"Businessmen, politicians, he built railways, he advanced the perfection of north-south transportation throughout Europe by twenty years."

"Oh, I didn't expect him to be quite serious." John said, "But do you know his other identity? ”

Gabriel seemed to be silent for half a second: "Another identity? ”

"Yes, another...... The great Mr. Cusayr, who was in fact a leader of the National Front Party, preached racism, rejected skin color, blood, so to speak, the unprovoked soul killed in his hands could fill this club..... At least 30 times. ”

"You're lying."

"I lied to people, but I haven't deceived the angels much, humans are very cunning creatures, what you see is often what they want you to see, especially if you want to sit here all year round and don't go out and walk around, you probably forget what the outside world is like."

"I don't doubt Mr. Drinker because of a word from someone like you."

"Someone like me? Hehe, come on, I've said it, human beings are liars, and people like me, who write the crooks on their heads, can be regarded as a decent gentleman from a certain point of view, as for who Al Wassar is, you can find out soon, right...... Now, what you have to think about is not these, but ...... You and this bigwig of the national front drank tea together, chatted, and had a great interaction, but your 'father' ignored it, and didn't even reveal any information to you, do you think...... Is this normal? ”

As he spoke, John lit a cigarette again, but this time, Gabriel did not stop it immediately...... He seems to have fallen into some kind of old thought.

John smiled and added strength: "Do you know how cruel those racist people are, they don't kill people because of the land and people of the motherland, let alone for their own survival, they just do it for profit, for money, their actions do not have any justice and glory, they are not even as good as the prime minister by the window on the second floor, that is a naked crime, the devil in the world, and your 'father' actually allowed you to associate with this kind of person...... Hehe, do you still think that he let you come to the world, is it really just a trial? I think he just abandoned you. ”

"My father won't abandon me."

"Yes, did he tell you what your mission was when you came to the world? Did he tell you when to pick you up? Over the years, has he ever answered your prayers every morning? ”

John said with a smile as he took a puff of smoke rings.

Gabriel was silent...... However, there was still not a single ripple in his expression.

"No, but I believe that my father will not abandon me, that I am his most devout child, and that I will not doubt my faith because of this photo."

"Don't talk about it......" John tried to push harder, but Gabriel interrupted him suddenly.

"You've said enough. You should go. He said, waving his hand slightly.

In an instant, a flash of light flashed, and by the time John opened his eyes again, he had already reached the path outside the Cambridge Club.

And Gabriel's whisper was faintly echoing in his ears.

"My Faith...... Never Crack......"

John smiled.

Then, in a good mood, I walked to a phone booth on the side of the road and made a call.

"Hey....... Ziliang? ”