Abraham Cohen was stunned: the job grabbers are coming.

Arthur Gompas didn't speak.

But the face was full of disbelief.

Zhao Chuanxin understood the thoughts of the two in seconds, and said: "I will help exorcise demons, the honorarium will belong to you, and your child is sick and will be cured." ”

Arthur Gompas emphasized: "Margaret, she is not sick, she is possessed by the devil!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "It's all the same, hurry up and lead the way." ”

To be honest, every time he encounters this kind of thing, he is full of expectations, but he is always disappointed.

Many people's "just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist" doesn't hold up with him.

He has really seen many strange things, but none of them can really fight, and the so-called supernatural are all fake supernatural.

Arthur Gompas looked up at Abraham Cohen and tried to get him to stop the mischief.

Exorcism, in his opinion, is a very solemn thing.

Abraham Cohen has read the letters, knows the identity of Zhao Chuanxin, and has heard the legend of "Chen Yigeng" in New York City in the past few days.

He couldn't afford to be guilty of both.

He had no choice but to drag Zhao Chuanxin aside and keep his voice to the lowest: "Mr. Chen, don't hide it, I, the exorcist, are just pretending to be ghosts." But I really needed a job, not just for me, but for my family and friends. If you can please the Compass family, you can solve the livelihood of many people. ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "You are pretending to be a ghost, but I am really talented and learned." ”

......" Abraham Cohen didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he coughed embarrassedly: "Mr. Chen, in this world, in fact, there are no devils, they are all mediocre people. So, fulfill me. ”

Seeing that his expression was sincere and his tone was sincere, Zhao Chuanxin ate soft rather than hard, so he took a step back: "Okay, I'll go with you, and when you finish the Fa work, you will help me do something." ”

Abraham Cohen went to muttered a few words to Arthur Gompas.

Arthur Gompas was extremely reluctant to lead the way.

Fortunately, the night completely covered the land, and this group of people was originally very eye-catching, but the Smith brothers, Isaiah, and Marcus Nkrumah brought their own "stealth aura" at night, and they arrived at Arthur Gompas's house without any trouble along the way.

It is a nice and spacious house.

Arthur Gompas's father, Samuel Gompas, claimed to be a worker all his life, but by this time he was no longer a worker, but a middle-class bureaucrat.

Arthur Gompas earned only $3 a week in the early days to run errands for his father. But with a weekly salary of 3 yuan, you can't save such a luxurious house.

Arthur Gompas still had a servant at home, and when he opened the door, the servant was full of sorrow: "Sir, Miss she doesn't eat or drink, and she is yelling again." ”

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin came in with a lot of brains.

The maid was startled to see so many blacks pouring into the house.

Arthur Gompas turned around: "You let your people get out first." ”

He didn't dare to speak out, because Zhao Chuanxin would really beat people, and his teeth were so hung that he knocked them out.

The Smith brothers were shocked by the luxury of the house, and instinctively wanted to quit when they heard the words, but Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "There are not so many stinky rules, come with me!" ”

Arthur Gompas's face was flushed with anger and his neck was thick.

He felt that the indulging of his home with blacks would defile his home.

It can even bring bad luck.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed him on the shoulder: "Quick, quick, as soon as I hear about the exorcism or something, I'm excited." ”

“……”

On the second floor, outside Marguerite Gompas's boudoir.

The hallway is dim and the lights are on.

Abraham Cohen heard the little girl's high-pitched and hoarse voice from inside the house: "You are all going to die!" ”

He couldn't help but shudder.

Behind him, a group of men with big shoulders and round waists, their black faces turned white with fright.

The sound was weird, like metal rubbing, and it was creepy just to hear it.

Of these people, only Zhao Chuanxin showed great interest, but he was also the only atheist.

The rest didn't say they didn't believe it, but the body was honest.

Even Arthur Gompas, as a father, was sad and his face was full of fear.

Big Smith said, "Well, gentlemen, I think we'd just wait outside." As Mr. Gompas said, it was too presumptuous for us to come in......"

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled, he couldn't let these people leave.

He said, "No, there are many people who are full of yang, and the devil is afraid." ”

Although Arthur Gompas discriminated, he also felt more secure at this time, and nodded busily.

Big Smith shuddered.

The maid opened the door.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a skinny little girl lying on the big bed in the room, wearing loose pajamas, her arms and legs were full of bruises, her face was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot.

She was staring at the people outside the door with her age-inappropriate eyes.

Abraham Cohen shuddered again.

Isaiah shuddered.

Big Smith, these black men were shocked and retreated.

Arthur Gompas's lips trembled, and he muttered, "God forbid."

The stupid big Marcus Nkrumah was also scared.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it with interest, and he found that when the little girl saw this group of people in horror, she still had a smug and cold smile on her face.

He couldn't help but say, "That's it? ”

Abraham Cohen was afraid that Zhao Chuanxin would say other inappropriate things, so he hurriedly walked into the room with his leather bag.

He took out the cross and held it up to his chest and said the words: "Cast out you, every unclean soul, every power controlled by Satan, all the opponents from hell who invade this body, all the secret legions, all the demons and murderous sects." Therefore, in the name of the Holy Spirit, I curse every demon in this body......"

Everyone held their breath and stared at each other.

The little girl's face began to distort, even more terrifying, and she gritted her teeth: "Who are you?" ”

Abraham Cohen's hand holding the cross began to tremble: "I, I am the messenger of God, who have come to drive you away!" ”

"Save it!" The little girl sneered: "Your tricks are not good for me!" I will possess this body forever, and she belongs to me! ”

Isaiah exclaimed, "Oh my God, this devil is so powerful. ”

2. Smith is praying: "May the Lord have mercy on us and protect us lambs......"

Abraham Cohen sweats on his forehead.

He took out a small bottle from his leather bag and unscrewed the lid: "This is holy water, when the holy water is sprinkled on your body, you will have an unbearable burning sensation!" If you don't want to suffer this sin, then please leave quickly! ”

As he spoke, he sprinkled the so-called "holy water" on the little girl's body.

The little girl seemed to be really suffering, her body trembling and twisting, and the two ropes that bound her wrists were pulled straight by her.

Zhao Chuanxin hugged his arms and watched it with relish.

Abraham Cohen was busy with the little girl, and it didn't take long for him to sweat profusely, and the little girl still didn't look like he was getting in.

Although occasionally it is very painful.

After a moment, he walked backwards out of the room and said bitterly to Arthur Gompas, "Mr. Compass, this devil is more difficult than I thought, and I need time. ”

Arthur Gompas's face was not very good.

Abraham Cohen also said: "Mr. Gompas, my work and that of my family ......"

Arthur Gompas looked at Zhao Chuanxin, and a group of black men.

He gritted his teeth: "I will pay for what you did for Margaret." But don't think about work, the Labor Federation is for white people, and you have so many black friends that you don't need my help. Especially this person, he is Chinese. The Chinese never participated in the strike, and they were never part of the Labor Federation. ”

Compared with whites, Chinese people work hard and rarely participate in strikes.

Americans, on the other hand, believe that strikes are the best way to fight for workers' legitimate rights.

This is the source of the contradiction.

Abraham Cohen's face turned even paler: "Mr. Gompas, I ......"

"Alright, don't talk about it." Arthur Gompas's face darkened: "You better exorcise the little girl." ”

Abraham Cohen hung his head.

Zhao Chuanxin could figure out the Tao here, and he suddenly interjected: "I think you are afraid, the Chinese are smarter than you, and they can endure hardships better than you, and you resist them because you are afraid of the Chinese." I can understand that the Chinese are better than you! ”

Brother Smith and Isaiah are so staggered that they dare to say anything!

Arthur Gompas's face changed, and he sneered: "Nonsense. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was about to continue to ridicule two sentences, and the little girl in the room, Margaret Gompas, suddenly struggled her upper body, stared at Zhao Chuanxin and roared: "You cunning and unruly person, you will go to hell, I will wait for you there and torture you!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin was happy.

This devil has to protect the short?

The devils are all white, right?

Originally, Zhao Chuanxin stayed out of the way to watch the excitement, which was much more enjoyable than watching a movie.

I didn't expect to set myself on fire.

Everyone's faces changed, and they all looked at him.

Zhao Chuanxin activity moved his neck, and Shi Shiran walked into the house.

There was a smell of urine in the house.

He endured the stench, came to the bed, leaned over and looked at the little girl happily: "You are very awesome, aren't you?" ”

I'm Cao ......

The crowd was stunned.

Even Abraham Cohen, a "professional", did not dare to approach, but Zhao Chuanxin was only a stone's throw away from Margaret Gompas.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she stood up suddenly with bared teeth, as if she was going to bite Zhao Chuanxin.

The crowd exclaimed.

Marcus Nkrumah was especially afraid: "Master, get out of the way, that's the devil!" ”

However, Zhao Chuanxin just casually stretched out his index finger and put it against the little girl's head, stopping her momentum.

He said lightly: "Keep working hard, yes, that's it." Hey? Is it because you haven't eaten that you've had that little bit of strength? ”

Margaret Gompas gritted her teeth and struggled a few times, but Zhao Chuanxin's index finger did not move.

She was stunned......

Zhao Chuanxin straightened his waist and withdrew his fingers: "Can you let me fly to the ceiling?" ”

Margaret Gompas shook her head blankly.

"Can you beat the cow in the air and let me fly upside down?"

Keep shaking your head.

"So, can you manipulate these tables, chairs, benches, or doors, and slam them on me?"

Marguerite Gompas couldn't help but glance out the door before shaking her head again.

Zhao Chuanxin was furious: "This can't be, that can't be, what's the use of you?" ”

The scenes in the exorcism movie, I don't know anything, and I still pretend to be a ghost?

What a disappointment!

The little girl was beaten by his roar.

Everyone outside was a little confused, why was the devil a little afraid of Zhao Chuanxin?

She seemed to sense the downwind and hurriedly saved one or two: "Do you dare to close your eyes?" You close your eyes, meditate, and I'm going to drag you into hell. ”

When Zhao Chuanxin heard it, he finally got a little interesting, so he happily accepted: "Okay, come on." ”

(End of chapter)