Chapter 187: Capture and Bad Luck (Three More Requests for Subscription Recommended!) )
At this time, a group of people were gathered outside the door of the church, guarded by several probationary priests and clergy, and next to them were some believers and a crowd watching the excitement.
The crowd was discussing it in full swing.
"Isn't it just a search of the church? What's the big deal? ”
"Could it be that there are criminals in the church? Otherwise, how can it not be searched? ”
"What if it is really harbored? The hero who assassinated Ruskin, I applauded before it was too late. ”
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In the middle were seven or eight guards who behaved aggressively.
"Get out of the way, I suspect now that your church is harboring the killer who assassinated Mayor Ruskin last night." The lead guard, a guard with a golden sword, said.
"You are talking nonsense, we are a church that believes in the God of Light, how can we harbor criminals?" A gray-haired man insisted on standing in front of the other.
Whispers came from the crowd next to him again.
"If you dare to stop him, it's Ruskin's number one thug, Joyce, who is said to have killed people."
"If it goes on like this, that old man will definitely fight."
"Yes, this kind of villain will not show mercy at all because of your age."
"That old man is dead."
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"Do you want to get out of the way?" Joyce said viciously.
"Don't let it!" The geriatric trainee pastor said tremblingly.
"Don't blame me if you don't have a face."
Joyce stretched out his right fist and struck him directly into the head, ready to force his way in and search.
Not good.
Gu Fan, who was watching all this from afar, suddenly felt bad.
Even if an adult strong man doesn't use all his strength, a punch to the old man can easily lead to the death of the other party, let alone a merciless punch like Joyce.
But Gu Fan was too late to stop this punch now.
Just as the tragedy was about to happen, there was a bang, and Joyce's fist seemed to hit the iron plate.
I saw a big hand wearing silver-white metal gloves, blocking Joyce's fist at some point.
Dillon was still wearing the silvery-white full-body armor he had worn when he woke up last night, and Jobs was a head sags behind him.
At this time, Joyce's fist was firmly grasped by Dillon in his hand.
Seeing Joyce's face flushed and trying to withdraw his fist, Dillon still didn't move, and the people around him couldn't help but let out a real exclamation.
"Lie, Joyce's attack was blocked so easily?"
"Who is this armored man? Have any of you seen him? ”
"By the way, how did he show up?"
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"Let it go!" Joyce shouted angrily.
Dillon instantly opened his palm, plopped, and Joyce, who didn't react, slammed to the ground.
= Feeling the pain coming from her back, Joyce became furious, "Who are you?" Wearing a mask and not daring to see people, was it Lord Ruskin you assassinated last night? ”
As he spoke, several guards next to him surrounded Dillon.
Just as Dillon was about to make a move, Gu Fan finally rushed over.
"He's Dillon, you won't know each other after just a few days, right?"
Dillon also turned the metal mask on his face upside down, revealing his resolute face.
Although Dillon became taller and stronger after becoming the Twelve Apostles, fortunately, his face did not change.
"Dillon?"
Just as Joyce was a little frustrated, one of the guards beside him suddenly approached him and whispered to him.
Soon, Joyce turned his head and smiled: "Dillon, I haven't seen you come back once in a few years, and now you suddenly came back, and it didn't take long for us Lord Ruskin to be assassinated, and the murderer was not you or who?" ”
He naturally knew that the possibility that Dillon was a killer was very small, after all, he found a dagger and a token at the scene of Ruskin's death, these evidences showed that the murderer was an organized killer, according to his size, he should also be relatively thin, how could he be like Dillon wearing a heavy full-body armor, and his body was still so huge, could this kind of person play with a dagger?
But his plan now is to find a murderer, as for who is the other party? So much, what?
And compared to other people who were already familiar with it in the town, Dillon definitely had the strength to kill Ruskin just by looking at this size, as for the other conditions that were not met, how much did it matter?
Who said that he hadn't seen him once in a few years, and just happened to come back and bumped into it?
If you don't wronged him, who will you wrong?
Dillon looked at Joyce with sharp eyes, he thought that he could get rid of himself with those two killer things, who knew that the person in front of him didn't look at the evidence at all, and only thought about finding a scapegoat, and found himself.
Should this be said to be unlucky?
It seems that last night's behavior was a little reckless.
"If you want to give people a crime, don't worry about finding an excuse?" Gu Fan stood up, "Are you embarrassed and angry?" ”
"Get out of the way, or we'll catch you together, give it to me!" Joyce commanded.
The guards, who were already eyeing Dillon, pounced in an instant.
Gu Fan shook his head and said, "God said, you have done all the bad things, and you should be punished now."
As soon as the words fell, Joyce felt a somewhat moist thing fall on the corner of his mouth, he subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it, and an indescribable disgusting taste instantly transmitted from his taste buds to his brain.
Resisting his nausea, he looked up and saw a small gray bird flying over him.
That was just now...... A lump of bird.
He even stuck out his tongue and licked it, and Joyston wanted to cry without tears.
Several of the other guards also encountered accidents at this time, or they were knocked unconscious by a rock flying from nowhere, or they stumbled on their left foot and fell down with their right foot, or they loosened their belts, or they accidentally cut themselves when drawing their swords.
In just a few seconds, no exceptions.
Suddenly, the soldiers did not dare to rush towards Dillon, and stood by the guard, who had been knocked unconscious by the stone, trembling.
The crowd next to them was dumbfounded.
"Are these guards shit lucky? So unlucky. ”
"The first time I've seen it, I tripped on my left foot and tripped over myself with my right foot, hahaha! It's hilarious! ”
"What a little ......"
"By the way, who threw that stone just now?" Someone asked.
"Not me, anyway." A man next to him whistled and looked at the sky.
The weather is nice today.
.......
Seeing this, Joyce suddenly became angry and said, "It's just an accident, catch him for me." ”
Several of the guards, who had only been lightly wounded, looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and prepared to step forward to capture Dillon.