A mysterious man in a linen black robe and hood weaves his way through the bustling bazaar, squeezing into the crowd from time to time to find someone to talk to.

Next to a stall selling seasonal vegetables, the mysterious man found the target,

It was a middle-aged man with a depressed look and a gray face, looking sickly, who was squatting in front of a stall picking cabbage.

"Friend, are you free?"

"Huh? Who are you, and what are you doing on my shoulder? The middle-aged man said.

The mysterious man smiled all over his face: "I am the messenger who brings you the gospel." ”

"The Gospel? Emissary? The middle-aged man stood up, looked at the mysterious man's dress, spat on the ground, and scolded:

"Fuck! As soon as I heard that I was so polite, I felt that something was wrong!

He's a liar looking for me to sell drugs, right? Hurry up and fuck off! Roll as far as you want, you liar won't be able to run away when I call someone over! ”

"You are mistaken, sir, I do not want to sell any medicine, I am here with the will of God to save you from the sea of suffering."

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with a smiling face, the middle-aged man's expression softened slightly, but there was still some hostility in his words:

"Not a salesman liar...... Listen to what you mean by that, are you here to preach? ”

"Hehe, so to speak." The mystery man gave a smirk.

"What religion? Templar churches? Tell you, Lao Tzu won't go to church to worship with those idiots anymore, they're all fucking liars and tricks believers into donating incense money! ”

"I'll make a bold guess, the pastor of the Templar church promised you that you would be cured of your illness by joining the church and participating in the event, right?"

The middle-aged man spat and said loudly:

"Not really! How do you know? Let me tell you, the promises of those bastard pastors are! ”

"I want to hear about it."

"Lao Tzu has been a devout church believer for half a year, taking his family to worship every week, occasionally going to the monastery for evening prayers, and donating a lot of money to the church, but what is the result?

What about miracles? My illness hasn't gotten any better! The symptoms of asthma are even worse! In the middle of the night, I couldn't breathe on the ground, and I was so uncomfortable that I died! ”

After saying these words, the man coughed violently.

The mysterious man wiped the spit from his face with his sleeve and thought: (Oops...... I didn't expect this sick ghost to have a big temper. ）

He said, "It seems that you are looking forward to a miracle." ”

"Nonsense! Lao Tzu wants real benefits! You can see and touch it, you know? Can your god do it? If you can't do it, get out, don't delay Lao Tzu to buy groceries! ”

"Don't be angry, friend, the gods of the Templar church are deaf to the suffering of the faithful, it seems that you are suffering from asthma, it is better to join us in the Voodoo cult of Soskaya, if you are religious enough, the miracles will soon appear."

"Soskaya...... Voodoo? It's hard to read, I haven't heard of it. ”

The mysterious man took out a booklet from the hidden pocket of his sleeve, handed it to the sick middle-aged man, and whispered to him:

"Friend, take some time to look at this when you go home, I believe you will soon join our assembly house family, believe in voodoo, get rid of the plague of illness as soon as possible, let the soul detach from the world, and draw a line with this filthy world."

"That's a wicked one...... It's a pity that there are too many words, and I'm too lazy to read them! ”

Just as the mysterious man wanted to continue the explanation, a strong man in a leather jacket came to the two of them, grabbed the hood of the mysterious man with a strong big hand, and pulled it down, revealing a face that had experienced vicissitudes, which turned out to be a bald old man.

"Old man! I've had my eye on you since noon! What are you doing in the market, talking to the sick and weak? ”

The bald old man was so frightened that he trembled and said, "No...... I didn't do anything, I was just chatting and talking. ”

"Hmph, you're still stubborn, aren't you?" The strong man snatched the pamphlet from the middle-aged man's hand, turned a page and read:

"The Book of the Gospels, printed by the Valstad branch of the Soskaya Voodoo Cult, for missionary purposes...... Hehe, black and white, do you still dare to deny it? Old man? ”

This time it was the turn of the sick middle-aged man who was not happy, and he dragged the strong man's neck and scolded:

"Bastard boy! How dare you snatch something from my hands! Bullying us for being weak, right? Tell you, Lao Tzu knows the most ruthless snake on this street! If you know each other, give me back the booklet! ”

The strong man looked at the other party contemptuously, and unhurriedly took out his ID and showed it: "Sick and tuberculosis ghost!" Keep your dog's eyes open to see clearly! ”

The middle-aged man was a little dazed, he stared blankly at the bright national emblem on the leather document, and then read out the following line of small words:

"Captain of the 64th Detachment of the Valstad Imperial Special Tactical Inspection Team, Corporal Richard Waterman......"

The middle-aged man's originally vicious face immediately disappeared, and immediately turned into a flattering image of a small citizen flatterer, nodded to the strong man in front of him and said:

"Official...... It turns out that you are a subordinate of the Prime Minister...... I'm sorry! It's the villain who has eyes and no beads! Smoke for you. ”

The strong man pushed away the new filter cigarette handed over and said, "Sick tuberculosis, you have coughed like this, and you still have the heart to smoke, in my opinion, you are completely to blame for your lung disease!" ”

The man hurriedly put away his cigarette: "It's the villain who deserves it!" We're a great good citizen, just let me go, sir......"

"Good people? Not necessarily. Don't think I don't know you, sick man!

You're one of Fat John, the notorious landlord on this street, and you're a horse boy who specializes in collecting loan sharks, right? ”

The sickly middle-aged man didn't dare to reply, just lowered his head.

"Hmph, sick man, wasn't he crazy just now? What's going on here?

Let me tell you, your boss Fat John was locked up last night, this was not our task originally, just to eliminate harm for the people by the way, Lao Tzu is not interested in arresting you ponies, get out! Don't let me see you again! ”

"Thank you, sir! Let's get out of the way! ”

The strong man looked at the back of the man running away, and scolded: "Fucking sick ghost, he must have done a lot of evil on weekdays, I wish the sick man to defeat him soon!" ”

Then he took a pair of handcuffs from his belt and cuffed the bald old man's hands together, which immediately caused an outcry from the other party:

"No...... Let go of me! You are abusing your power! I didn't mess with the Snake of the Earth, and I didn't break any Imperial law! Come and see, everyone, government officials are bullying the common people! ”

There were already more than a dozen townspeople gathered around to watch the excitement, and after he shouted like this, there were more people watching the excitement, and the market began to be congested.

The strong man was still unhurried, took out an arrest warrant from his jacket pocket, and read it aloud:

"With immediate effect, I declare the Soskaya Voodoo Cult an illegal cult.

It will be resolutely banned within the borders of the Empire, and the Imperial Special Tactical Inspection Team will be given full law enforcement powers, including the power to arrest, detain, and interrogate those involved, and turn over the perpetrators of such crimes to local courts for trial in accordance with the law.

Signatory of the Order - Emperor of the Valstad Empire, Sarantos Midnet. ”

Hearing the emperor's name, the onlookers immediately dispersed, for fear of getting into trouble for themselves.

"Oh, old man! Then shouting, why did it wilt all of a sudden? The strong man dragged the prisoner with a smile and continued:

"You still have the right to remain silent now, but you have to open your mouth when you enter the interrogation room, and if you tell me honestly, you may be able to avoid jail time, understand!"