Ye Yu looked at Scarface, who was pushed off the flight deck by the soldiers, shook his head and sighed at Liu Dabiao: "Let's just say that fools are stupid, Nima can envy others when she picks up a cheap daughter-in-law, do you know how stylish this bishop's position is?" It's not an exaggeration to say that he calls for wind and rain, you look at you like that, give you a chance, can you seize it? ”

Liu Dabiao pouted and said: "I won't go any longer to pull the wind, I'd rather eat in the corpse pile. poop, and do not wear black robes and drink good wine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ye Yu shook his head and said, "You guys, when it's time to envy Scarface, don't complain that I don't give you a chance." ”

Liu Dabiao and the team leaders rolled their eyes at the same time, what envy is there for wearing a black robe?

These soldiers who are accustomed to seeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood may not care about these things, and the other people at the banquet table are all wide-eyed, and they are secretly scolding this group of soldiers who don't know what to do, if this is in ancient times, this black robe represents a great power teacher above 10,000 people under one person, these people are still pushing around, it is really unforgivable, tyrannical and ruined! Everyone couldn't help but secretly clench their fists, for Mao is not me?

Ye Yu devoured a few bowls of porridge, wiped his hands and said, "Since you all don't eat, let's disperse first and clean up the flight deck." ”

Everyone silently got up and dispersed, and Nima was eating, this Hongmen banquet almost frightened the hearts of these senior managers, and at this time there was a kind of rush for the rest of their lives.

After everyone dispersed, dozens of women quickly cleaned up the flight deck, and Ye Yu and the others stood in the command tower, waiting through the glass window of the command tower to put on the coat of God.

More than 10,000 devout and fanatical believers, having eaten and drunk, gathered on the deck, lined up to thank the Bishop for the food he had given them.

In the spotlight, they crowded the flight deck, crowded, shoulder to shoulder, black and pressing.

The sharp-eared monkey cheeks and other priests walked to the temporary altar, put their hands on their foreheads, and bowed down in the direction of the sunrise, and the black and oppressive believers silently recited the doctrine in their mouths, and knelt down in unison, for a while, the flight deck was filled with a strange and mysterious power, as Ye Yu said, when more than 10,000 people knelt at your feet, it was very windy and enjoyable.

Scarface was wearing a fat black robe, he sat on the altar, looking at the believers kneeling at his feet with a confused expression, his dark face looked a little uncomfortable, I didn't even go to kindergarten, you guys kneeling like this? Thinking of this, Scarface stared at the fat man behind him with big eyes like copper bells.

Li Fat Man was naked, his hands and feet were tied to the pillar in the center of the altar, he stared at Scar Face with a pair of triangular eyes, desperately shaking the fat pig's head, he didn't know what to say in his mouth, a black thread passed through the fat man's fat oily lower lip and then passed through his upper lip, and then went around and back, sewing his mouth round by circle, the sharp-eared monkey cheek priest that the fat man valued the most, and thoughtfully added a few thumbtacks to his mouth, and the fat man's upper and lower lips were pressed together.

After the sharp-eared priest finished worshipping heaven and earth, he looked at the believers with excitement and shouted to the crowd in a high voice: "In this chaotic world, our lives are to the great sun, give me light, give me a mission, the bishop with the will of God, come here to spread light, today, our bishop will use his own flesh and blood to cleanse you of the sins in the depths of your soul, your lord is willing to be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the rain for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, the soul of the soul for five hundred years shall not be reborn, everything he has done, It's all about helping you get to that perfect world as soon as possible! The Bishop is not dying, but reinventing the spirit! ”

The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked priest took the lead on the altar, and there was a thin blade in the corner of the altar, he picked up the blade, and shouted at the believers: "For us, the bishop is willing to suffer the punishment of ten thousand swords through the heart, as long as we cut it, the sins in our souls will be completely washed away, and from now on, we are a clean believer, and the bishop will use his own flesh and blood to communicate with God for us, and from then on write off!" ”

After the sharp-eared monkey priest finished speaking, he turned around sharply and cut the fat flesh of the bishop with his blade, and the sharp blade cut through the thick fat of the bishop, and immediately made a thin blood mark.

The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked priest held the blade in both hands, respectfully swung it back into the corner, and then turned around and knelt down in front of the fat man and bowed three times reverently.

More than 10,000 believers wet their eyes together, and the Bishop is willing to sacrifice himself for the salvation of our filthy souls.... It's so touching... Don't say anything... Do it....

The believers lined up in a long line, picked up the blades one by one, and cut them on the fat man's body, and after cutting, they immediately had a feeling of soaring, as if all the sins of their bodies had been swept away, and in front of them was the unreachable heaven...

Even if it was an iron-blooded man like Scarface who was accustomed to killing, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth at this time, squinting at the dense cuts on the fat man's fat body, and the cuts flowed out of fine bloodshots, like a pair of children's graffiti at will.

The fat man himself doesn't know how many times he fainted, anyway, he just fainted, and he was woken up by the sting pain of the blade cutting open the skin, the fat man's huge pig head is regret in addition to regret, first of all, he hated himself for eating too well for a while, so far he has cut him more than 7,000 knives, he is stunned that he is not dead, this physique is not wanted, he also regrets that he dug a pit, he fell into it, the pit is too deep to climb out, these believers have been fooled by him to lose their souls, lost the ability to judge, They are machines that only listen to God's will.

More than 10,000 devout believers, more than 10,000 scar marks full of faith, Li Fatzi stood in front of the pillar with blurred flesh and blood, he was confused, he squinted his triangular eyes, and saw a beautiful figure coming to him, she was wearing a black robe, holding the blade in her hand.

The fat man twitched the corners of his mouth twice, secretly thinking that this should be the last knife, and if he survived, he survived, although his body was densely covered with mouths, the fat man's will to survive still supported him to survive this last knife.

Why is this girl a little familiar, the fat man shook the pig's head, trying to open the triangular eyes that could not be opened.

The shadow walked up to him and slashed at the fat man's little brother with a knife, and in a flash... One time... Cut to the ground...

The fat man is finally dead... Ten thousand cuts to death, the return of light before death cleared his consciousness a little, and he recognized it... This shadow... It's the daughter of Lao Li Tou...

Her hand didn't stop, the fat man was dead, and she was still cutting the fat man's body one by one...

The believers under the altar shed tears of gratitude, looking at the girl, how deep the sins of this little girl are, she has not washed away the sins of her soul for so long...

The believer recited the doctrine silently in front of the bishop, who had lost his breath, and knelt down reverently, without moving for a long, long time....