"She wants to kill us."

Gu Fan kicked the corpse of Blood Rose and sneered: "She has already gathered a good number of people and horses, and she will do it to us at night, but now she will die first." ”

What the?

Hell Nightmare Space.

Blood Rose has said everything, and no one can endure that kind of torture.

This charming and enchanting woman actually has a snake-like heart, ruthless and picks the right fat sheep to do.

Gu Fan is a few people, very suitable.

Blood Rose lost more than 2,000 fast, and the evil fire in his heart was already very angry, plus the old musket had a huge wealth of "40,000 yuan", which was enough to make him kill.

Everything has to wait for the time to come.

The crowd was drunk until they were drunk.

Play with women until their legs are weak.

Wait until the old musket is at its worst, and Blood Rose will take matters into his own hands and cooperate with his subordinates to kill and rob and extinguish their mouths.

She also decided to deal with Gu Fan herself.

This cold man, after kneeling under his pomegranate skirt, smelling the fragrant poison of enchanting temptation, and finally dying in pleasure, was the intention of the Blood Rose.

It's a pity.

Gu Fan made the first move and didn't give her this opportunity.

And as soon as it is shot, it is purgatory on earth!!

Look around.

The bar literally turned into purgatory, with countless stumps and broken arms, broken corpses, and flowing blood.

"Killed."

"Big guy...... You've killed all the people here. ”

Lucky Star also killed a few and was lucky not to be injured in this battle.

He sat on the ground: "It's over, we've killed so many people now, we're definitely going to be wanted, and I'm also an accomplice." ”

The old musket was shot in the shoulder and leg, but it was not a big problem.

He also kicked the lucky star: "Don't cry like a girl, the people killed by the big guy are not innocent, and those cowards who didn't do anything from beginning to end just ran away." ”

The old musket has a short temper, and he shoots back and kills people when he doesn't agree with him.

Although I don't understand what method Gu Fan used to see through the trap of Blood Rose.

But overall, everyone survived.

As the saying goes, Gentle Township is the Hero's Tomb, this seemingly very formal bar is actually a black shop behind the scenes.

There have been a few times when the old musket came.

But at that time he did not have a great fortune, and was just treated as an ordinary guest.

"Let's go."

"There's still something to deal with."

Gu Fan's tone smelled of blood, hadn't he killed him yet?

"This incident originated from the Jishi Society."

Gu Fan said coldly: "Through the Blood Rose and with the help of the heroic names of the legendary fourteen, they quickly sprinkled the seeds of faith and continued to strengthen themselves. ”

Gu Fan saw through the essence.

And just now in the hell nightmare space, the news of the interrogation includes this part, and behind the red rose is indeed the shadow of the Jishihui.

Legends of the Fourteen.

They are heroes in the hearts of many, even to the point of faith.

With the help of this name, the Jishihui will continue to expand the organization, even if it is debunked in the future, the purpose has been achieved.

"Damn!!"

"The Legend Fourteen are my idols."

When Lucky Star heard this, he was furious: "They actually pretended to be my idol and used fourteen people to promote themselves, it's just ...... It's just ...... Rub traffic. ”

In the end, Lucky Star held back a ridiculous term.

Rub traffic.

Rub the heat.

But this word can indeed be applied to the Jishihui, and many cults do not preach the real doctrine at first, but preach something that is generally acceptable to the general public, and first put it in front of you to reassure you.

Immediately afterwards, it is slowly infiltrated and brainwashed, gradually distorting and changing your three views.

The legendary fourteen people are the best examples, and they are also the glorious images that the Jishihui takes out on the surface.

As for the evil behind them...... Only those who have seen it know.

……

……

Chiyang City-State.

In a church on the other side, a crisp bell rang out.

Several children, all smiling, ran over and stretched out their hands to ask for some food around a kind and kind preacher.

The missionary nodded kindly and handed out some candy to the children.

"Here are a few books, you can go back and read them, and show them to your parents."

The missionaries gave each child a book full of the teachings of the Jesdies and many short stories.

"Hee-hee."

"Missionary, I want chocolate next time."

A few children were arguing, they were still young, they didn't have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, and it was already the happiest thing to be able to get a small favor like some candy.

The missionary nodded, "Okay, chocolate, I can't stand you little clever ghosts." ”

Missionary work begins with children.

The teachings, thoughts, and three views in these books will slowly permeate them.

If their parents also watched it, they would feel like they had grabbed a lifesaver when they were desperate and dark.

Faith.

It is the greatest spiritual food for mankind.

With a kind smile, the missionary walked back to the church.

The clock had already struck many times, and the church was soon filled with a crowd of people, waiting for the missionary to point out.

"We are different from other churches."

"In this last day, we don't believe in any gods descending from heaven, let alone miracles."

"We have to believe in ourselves, in our peers, in our families, in every kind person around us."

The missionary opened the canon book and began to speak.

"The last days are not only a disaster, but also a baptism."

"You see, the sky is bluer, the air is clearer, and the world that was once muddy has become clean and bright."

"The darkness is only temporary, the dawn of light will come soon, as long as we can trust each other and help each other, we can get out of the haze of darkness."

The ideas expressed by the missionaries were extraordinarily different.

He's not asking you to trust some evil god, he's making you believe in science, but still have your own beliefs.

Chicken Soup for the Soul.

This is the biggest bowl of chicken soup for the soul in the last days.

Humanity has been hurt by the end times, family members have died, countries have been shattered, and everyone has an unbearable past and has survived the most miserable darkness.

At this time, someone is most in need of comfort.

At this time, faith is most needed to support them and make them more determined to live.

The Masquerade is coming.

The Jishihui brought chicken soup for the soul, faith and hope that people needed.

So...... They spread like a virus, spreading like crazy, and people spread the word of mouth, chanting about the benefits of the Jisekai.

And according to the teachings, help each other, be kinder, believe in the dawn, believe in the dawn.

Life, better.

The soul is more beautiful.

"Missionary."

"I want to join the Jishihui, I want to know more about the Jishihui, I want to benefit mankind!!"

A lady who was deeply affected by the poisonous chicken soup said firmly in righteous words.

The missionary nodded.

"You are welcome at the Masis Society, and anyone is welcome to ......"

PS：

The plot suddenly took a sharp turn, is it a flash break.

Hahahaha!!

The author has been laying the groundwork for so long, just hoping to write the plot about the Jishihui cult better and more delicately.

Today's fifth watch ends.

Anyway, recently, some people have said that the author is slow to update, and 4-5 a day is really not slow...... Crying chirping

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