In the middle of the night, the priest lay alone on the bed in his cell, staring blankly at the ceiling. For him, it seemed like yesterday to sit in the church and talk about the scriptures. His own church has become famous because a foreign believer has learned the magic of light, and the number of believers has increased greatly, and the future can be said to be bright.

But none of this is going to happen, and with the change in national policy, crumbism has been defined. It's impossible for me to be a priest anyway, maybe I'll spend the rest of my life in prison, right?

Who is to blame? I can only blame myself for accepting the temptation of the devil. When those nobles came to them privately and suggested what kind of collective mating would produce light spells, they should insist on refusing. But it's a pity that for the sake of a lot of money, I ......

Is this really God's punishment for me? The priest closed his eyes and repented silently.

Suddenly, the cell door opened. The priest turned his head to look at it, and wondered if there was another interrogation in the middle of the night? The priest was so bored that he would not say anything during the interrogation, though he repented in his heart. He knew what would happen to him if he spoke out.

A phenomenon that is incomprehensible in the eyes of atheists, who already have some regrets in their hearts, but only repent to God. He will not repent to the sheriff or other people in reality, maybe God will forgive him, but people in reality will not be sure. The imaginary God is naturally merciful and generous, forgiving all his mistakes, as long as he sincerely repents, and his heart is at peace after he is finished.

As a clergyman, the priest is actually very familiar with this set of psychology, but at this moment, he can't help but be a little evasive.

The cell door opened, but instead of telling him to go out, three more shirtless men were stuffed in. With a snap, the cell door closed again.

The priest sat up blankly, looking at the three shirtless men, none of whom he knew. I couldn't help but ask, "How did you get in?"

"Oh, they said they couldn't fit it over there, so let's come here temporarily. "A bare-chested man moves his arms as if he were doing some fitness exercise.

"We wrestled in the streets," replied another, "for a little thing, and the sheriff made a big fuss." ”

"Well, how did you get in?" asked the priest rhetorically.

The priest thought for a moment and felt that it was a long story, so he replied casually: "I am not religious enough." ”

"Oh. The three bare-chested men glanced at each other and made eye contact. One of them suddenly said, "We're bored here anyway, why don't we continue wrestling?"

"Wrestling?" said the priest, who was surprised for a moment, "this is the prison, and it's so late, you ......."

"Hahahaha...... Let's play!" the three bare-chested men suddenly got excited, rushed to the priest together, lifted the priest, threw him on the bed, lifted him up again, and threw him on the bed......

"You, you, what are you doing......" The priest was dizzy from the fall. But where did the three bare-chested men pay attention to these, the priest who changed the law, the priest who changed his posture, turned 360 horizontally, and 720 vertically, the priest seemed to be incarnated as a weapon in their hands, flying up and down, but at the same time ensuring that the priest was not injured. From time to time, the sound of three people laughing erupted in the middle.

"What are you doing!" a loud shout came from outside the cell door, and the sheriff finally came to stop the phenomenon.

Bang! The priest fell back to the bed, Venus in front of him, and his head could not recover for a long time. Outside the cell door, the sheriff was reprimanding the three shirtless men, and the priest's voice sounded like it was far away and near.

Suddenly, there was a scream! The priest looked at it, but he didn't know what it was right for, and a man in black was already standing behind the sheriff and stabbed him in the back of the heart, splashing blood.

The three bare-chested men were also shocked: "You, who are you?"

"Who am I?" the man in black sneered and reported to himself, "Of course I'm a killer." Slowly, he took out the cell key from the sheriff and opened the door. Then the cold light flashed in his hand!

A shirtless man had been stabbed and fell in a pool of blood. The remaining two bare-chested men continued to be shocked: "You, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?" the man in black sneered again, "Of course it's murder." ”

The figure flickered, and another person fell. The last bare-chested man was still shocked: "You, why did you kill us?"

"Why?" replied the killer lightly, "Yes." ”

With a poof, the third bare-chested man fell. The killer slowly turned around and looked at the already frightened and trembling priest: "You're the only one left." ”

"You, you, you......" The priest stammered to ask something, and suddenly realized that what he wanted to ask had just been asked by the shirtless man.

"It's not easy to kill you," the killer slowly approached, stroking the bloody dagger in his hand, "My main task today is you." ”

"Why?" asked the priest nervously.

"Do you still need to ask?" the killer asked, "you've been arrested for too long, and you know enough to threaten someone." So, you have to die. ”

"But I didn't say anything?" the priest burst into tears.

The killer laughed: "This is not enough, only dead people really can't speak." ”

"I, I, believe me, I will ......" the priest said incoherently.

"What other words do you have to say?" the killer kept moving closer with a dagger.

The priest was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and then shook his head: "No, I'll see God in a moment anyway." ”

"You won't, you'll only be in the company of the devil. The killer further irritated him.

The priest shook his lips, but did not refute. The killer keeps getting closer, and finally raises the dagger and makes a gesture to stab!

"What people!" Suddenly, there was an angry roar at the door, and more than a dozen sheriffs rushed in. Then there was the massive alarm that sounded throughout the sheriff's building.

Whoosh, a throwing knife shot at him, flying directly through the iron fence in front of the killer, who hurriedly dodged, but had to distance himself from the priest. Immediately, the gravity technique authority followed, and the killer, who was still extremely arrogant just now, instantly lay on the ground and couldn't move.

"Hurry up," several sheriffs shouted, "take the people away, there are still wounded on the ground, and organize a rescue immediately." Hurry up, hurry!" "Hurry, stop the bleeding first!" "Bandages, what about bandages?......

The priest sat down on the ground, watching the sheriffs busy, the killer was naturally escorted away, several shirtless men were dragged out, and several sheriffs came to ask him this and that. He just nodded indifferently and didn't want to say anything.

In a moment, the little spoon rushed over, grabbed one of the sheriffs to understand the situation, and walked straight towards the priest. The priest subconsciously shuddered, and it was the little spoon that beat him and fed him banana peels......

"Let's take you away first, at least change the place where you are imprisoned, it's not safe here. The spoon reached out and pulled the priest up from the ground.

The priest didn't react, so he followed her out of the cell and turned around. I don't know how long I walked, and the priest didn't remember the route, as if he had come full circle and finally came to a prison.

"Huh?" the priest looked at his surroundings suspiciously, "This is ......" felt very familiar, and even had his own taste, and the traces of the battle just now.

"Shh," replied Little Spoon, "we've gone around in circles, and we're back to your old cell." It's called the safest place to be the most dangerous, you know?"

Priest: "......"

"Why did that killer kill you today?" asked Little Spoon.

Priest: "......"

"Don't you want to say it yet?" Little Spoon shook his head, "Forget it, it's late today." Let's get some rest. With that, the little spoon closed the cell door and left. Leaving the priest alone, he continued to lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Suddenly, the cell door opened again, and three shirtless men entered: "It's full over there, so you can only throw us here." ”

The priest was slightly surprised, and after careful identification, he found that these three were not the same as the three just now. But come to think of it, all three have been stabbed to death just now.

However, although the people are different, the action patterns are very similar: "Let's play wrestling too, right?" "Why do you say it?" ......

Then he dragged the priest up and beat him without saying anything, and the priest was in agony and dizzy, and another sheriff came and scolded him......

The priest was so dizzy that he couldn't think about it, but he just prayed that it would be over soon.

But sadly, it's just getting started. At some point, another killer arrived, stabbed the new sheriff to death, opened the cell door, and killed three bare-chested men in a rage.

"You ......," the priest recognized. Although the killer is masked, it is obviously not the same person as the killer just now, and his strength seems to be quite extraordinary.

The killer took out a human head and threw it at the priest's feet, who was horrified and curled up on the bed. The killer spoke: "This head belongs to the killer just now, even if our own killer accidentally misses and is captured, we must get rid of him." ”

Priest: "......"

"I'm sorry, you think sheriffs can protect you?" the killer also likes to say, "No, no. You have no other way to go, just let it be your death. ”

"No, don't......" The priest came back to his senses, waving his hands weakly.

"Who!" Suddenly there was another shout, and a group of sheriffs rushed in again, and the alarm bell in the building was blaring, and after a moment of confusion, the little spoon hurried in again.

"It seems that it's really not safe here," replied Little Spoon, "let's go, let's change places first." ”

The priest trembled and followed the spoon, but she circled around again and returned to her cell: "I don't believe it, is it wrong to say that the most dangerous place is the safest?"

"But, but, ......," the priest tried to discern between words.

"But what? If they send out another killer, they won't be here. Even if you want to come, you must come after visiting other places. There is no doubt that this cell is now the safest. Little Spoon replied confidently. He patted the priest on the shoulder, then walked out of the cell door.

After a while, the cell door opened again, and this time five shirtless men entered, each of them stroking their muscles, smiling at the priest, and slowly approaching: "Wrestling and playing?"

The priest finally took it all and grabbed the bars and shouted: "I confess, I confess everything!