Zhang Xiaofan has not actually gone away, he has been monitoring Rulai nearby, not because he is afraid that Rulai will be rescued, but to see how many forces Rulai will be willing to rescue, after all, he has blind confidence in Zhou Tian's desperate battle, and these forces who are willing to rescue Rulai will become the object of their own co-optation and suppression. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Xiaofan also sensed the existence of Jizang, and he was also extremely impressed by Jizang's endurance, the enemy was in front of him, and ordinary people would take the lead without waiting for others to make a move, but Jizang could afford to take it and put it down, just asking for a death.

It is precisely because Jizo's personality is so cautious that it has become very unrealistic to reconcile with Jizo and form an alliance with himself, since this is the case, he doesn't have to worry about him, he wants to wait here, just let him wait.

"Coaching, the Black Devil Sect has a hard idea, we can't break through their defenses!" Wu Qinxin's voice came from Zhang Xiaofan's ears, and it seemed that there was really a problem, so Wu Qinxin was willing to spend the three thousand-mile transmission notes that Zhang Xiaofan gave him.

These three thousand-mile transmission notes come with the ability to teleport things, and Zhang Xiaofan can listen to the battle situation and decide whether to help.

According to Wu Qinxin, the Black Demon Sect is an ancient sect in Europe, which migrated to the United States in the late 19th century, and is a legally registered religious organization in the United States.

But vampires and werewolves are not afraid of sunlight and silverware, and their true qi has no effect on them at all, and their fists are even more powerful than those of warriors, they are simply hedgehog-like creatures.

"I suddenly felt that I had taken a group of fools as my subordinates, and I wasted a thousand-mile transmission note." Zhang Xiaofan took out another thousand-mile transmission note and teleported it, and said at the same time: "Use physical attacks!" Didn't Jin Mantang even have the money to buy guns? ”

Wu Qinxin, who was in a dazed battle over there, patted his head, and after receiving the thousands of miles of transmission notes, he immediately retreated to prepare firearms, and the people of the Black Demon Sect were confused, for fear that there would be traps, and they no longer pursued.

"Money can make ghosts grind, don't dare to say anything else, the reason why our Jinmantang is called Jinmantang is that there is a lot of money to panic, and there is nothing that can be solved with money in this world, and there is nothing that can be difficult to live in our Jinmantang!" The process of buying firearms is not too pleasant, although the world of war and chaos is far away from ordinary people, but it makes people uneasy, the price of firearms remains high, and there is no price in many places, you can't buy it if you want to, fortunately, money is really a good thing, submachine guns, pistols and other firearms, and even grenades, Jin Mantang bought two cars as soon as he bought it, which is comparable to the armament of a battalion of the army.

When all the people in the Golden Hall gathered in front of the Dark Devil Sect Church again, everyone was fully armed and imposing.

"What the hell are you scumbags trying to do! We, the Dark Devil Sect, are a member of the Alliance of the Gods, so if we come to make trouble again, be careful that the Alliance of Gods issues a hunt and kill order, so that you have no place in the United States! Perhaps it was because he was annoyed enough by the Golden Hall, and the bishops of the Dark Devil Sect were forced out to shout, but when he saw the equipment of the Golden Hall clearly, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

They were once taken by the American government. The government was forced to participate in the cyborg project, naturally because he had seen the power of guns and ammunition, and after a long absence, he saw so many arms in front of him again, and his heart couldn't help but feel crisp.

The bishop saw that many of the faithful congregants and clerks looked eager to try, and he still said ruthlessly for the safety of everyone's lives: "All obey the order, retreat immediately!" Don't fight with them! ”

"It's too late!" Jin Mantang's principle is to kill all the people, so that he will not say anything fair to them, and after the squads are ready, they will immediately pull the trigger and throw a grenade without waiting for the Dark Devil Sect to start escaping, and immediately let the opponent turn on their backs and their flesh and blood fly.

The Dark Devil Church had thousands of people stationed for a long time, but it was just a battalion of arms, and soon the people of the Dark Devil Sect were organized, forming a human wall to block the bullets flying everywhere, providing a strong umbrella for the people behind, and the bishop was also in front of the church to protect the believers from the wind and rain.

The name of the Dark Devil Cult is indeed not good, but they are indeed righteous people, full of enthusiasm and hope to spread the teachings, so that each of their staff and members are closely connected, and when they see the bishop so righteous, those believers are even more moved in their hearts, and they are not willing to abandon these brothers and sisters here to be bullied by the enemy.

Fortunately, everyone in the Black Demon Sect has rough skin and thick flesh, as long as they don't hit the vital point, they won't die immediately, and the people of Jin Mantang are used to using true qi and neglect to use firearms, otherwise the people of the Black Demon Sect will drag their feet and will inevitably be wiped out.

"Let's go! Don't waste our good intentions! The bishop had been grazed by a bullet in the aorta, bleeding heavily, and with his life hanging by a thread, he hoped that both the staff and the congregants would be safe and sound.

One of the Christians beside the bishop suddenly fell to the ground, a hole in his eye socket and his brain leaked out.

Jin Mantang's marksmanship is more proficient, and he continues to advance under the command of Wu Qinxin, and the others who have not been assigned firearms in the back are not idle, and the true qi is constantly transported to the front, relieving the fatigue of the people who are pressing the formation; The more Jin Mantang cooperated, the more people from the Dark Demon Sect died.

The Black Devil Sect has one more vacancy that is easy to be broken through by Jin Mantang, and the bishop immediately prepared to block the two positions by one person, but the back was suddenly patted on the back, and someone took the top of that position, the bishop and the man smiled tacitly, and tacitly continued to endure the rain of bullets and bullets that came from the roar.

Bang, the bishop's heart was directly burst, the original bishop was already bleeding badly, almost dying, this heart was bursting, the whole person's consciousness began to seem a little erratic, when the body fell backwards, he looked back on his life, good or bad, or naïve or regretful...... When his body fell to the ground, he used his last breath in exchange for a small sound: Hurry up......

"Brothers! Their word is dead! Boost the firepower! Wu Qinxin raised her submachine gun and shouted excitedly, as if the shot had just been fired by herself.

The muzzles of the guns up and down the Manjintang were hot, but some people's emotions were mobilized, and the danger of exploding the chamber was replaced with bullets, and the submachine guns were jammed, and the pistols were thrown away when the grenades were thrown, and when the jammed cases were handled, the grenades ran out, and they just continued to shoot.

The people of the Dark Devil Sect died one after another, and no one wanted to retreat, as if they were sent to death as if they had entered a demonic barrier, which is a feeling that ordinary people cannot understand, perhaps, this is the charm of religion...... It is also the personal charm of the Dark Devil Bishop. (To be continued.) )