At the same time.

Only candlelit churches remain dim.

York, who had become a heretic in the mouths of some, had already walked up to the statue of Jesus, made a cross against the statue of Jesus, and continued to walk into the lounge with his backpack.

Coming to the lounge, Yorks first came to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe with only two sets of robes, and pulled out the bottom door of the inside in a while.

As the sensor light turned on, the shelves embedded in the wall suddenly appeared.

The break room was indeed a break room, but it also had a small box of his munitions.

It's been cautious to this point, there's no way, there are too many demons offended, and no one is allowed to come for revenge.

The layout of the shelves as a whole is also like the shelves in the warehouse at home, with layers after layers, which are filled with corresponding guns, magazines, and cartridge boxes.

The first layer is a pistol, the second is an automatic rifle, the third is a shotgun, and the fourth is a submachine gun......

After sorting and placing the guns in his bag one by one, York closed the covered bottom door with the eyes of a baby, and then closed the door of the closet.

"Get off work!"

Jorks squeezed his shoulders and walked outside, making a cross to the statue of Jesus before leaving.

"Good Night ......"

That's his daily routine, and the day goes by.

After a night without a word, still the same as before, Yorks drove from his home to the church with his backpack into the Ford Raptor like an office man.

At the end of the morning, he listened to the troubles of five believers as he usually did.

It's nothing to worry about, it's basically family chores, family relationships, financial pressure, unhappiness at work, hard work and so on.

And according to the prayers of the believer, he will also give his own advice and comfort, like a central air-conditioned warm crowd.

Unfortunately, no random quests were triggered.

When it was time to send off the last believer, Camille Benjamin, the president of the Lens Community Council, who had just recovered his composure, suddenly addressed him before leaving.

"Father, there will be a charity event in the Lens community in two days' time, can you come and participate?"

Yorks probably thought about the rest of his personal itinerary and did not refuse.

"If I'm free that day, I'll go."

Ms. Camille picked up her handbag and nodded with a smile. "I see, Father, we'll send someone to see it then."

"Hmm."

York made a cross on his chest. "The Lord will bless you, Amen."

"Thank you for your support, Amen."

Camille also crossed her chest, nodded deeply in response, and then left the church under the watchful eye of York.

Seeing off the last believer, York returned to the altar in the hall, pulling out his vibrating phone as he went.

“……”

"Dear priest, I have information about the Vance gang, I have sent it to your mail......"

Hannah's information from the intelligence dealer finally came, and he couldn't wait for this information, after all, he felt uneasy after accepting all the assets of old Brown and not taking revenge sooner.

Ignoring the word in the message, York continued to walk towards the lounge, sat directly in front of the boss's desk, took out his laptop and clicked on the email icon after turning it on.

Log in to your account, click on the encrypted email from Hannah, and enter your password.

With the entry of the password, one after another person's name with a photo, very detailed listed on a table, on which also wrote the location of the other party, the usual location and habits......

Looking at the names one after another, Yorkes subconsciously thought of Old Brown, his eyes darkened, and he silently took out his mobile phone and transferred 100,000 to Hannah.

On the same day, York put up a sign saying "Please forgive me for the temporary incident" and drove out of the church with a backpack.

………………………………………………

Burgundy Bar, a bar that is still open during the day.

Although there are many fewer customers than in the evening, there are many people sitting around the bar or eating and drinking at the bar, and the atmosphere is relatively calm.

In a corner of the bar sat three men, grim and heavy-faced, pouring glass after glass of wine into their mouths.

The evil aura on their bodies was clearly visible, and no one dared to approach them.

Standing at the bar was a middle-aged man wiping his wine glass, glancing at the guests who were far away, and looking at the three people in front of him.

"Drink less, don't affect my business."

Bang!!!

Among the three of them, the man with a beard and particularly strong body hair slammed the wine glass and said coldly.

“fk！！！ Those damn DEA and COPS, they swept me both of the field!! ”

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and there was no politeness in his words.

"Wadang, let's keep a low profile recently, and wait for this limelight to pass."

"I'm not reconciled!" Wadang, who seemed to be the head of the three, said in a deep voice. "I must get this debt back!"

Speaking of this, Wadang's cold gaze stopped at the middle-aged man.

"Have you found the murderer who killed Felton? If it weren't for the problem on Felton's side, this matter wouldn't have gotten bigger and bigger!! ”

The middle-aged man stopped wiping his glass, shook his head and nodded.

"The storage equipment in Felton Field has been damaged, but the cameras along the road have found a suspicious old man."

Wadang frowned, and said coldly with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Who is it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and resumed wiping his glass.

"The gang is still investigating, but it's going to be soon, probably only in the next few days."

Waddang took a deep breath and gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Okay! I'm waiting!! ”

Just then, there was a jingle at the door.

The middle-aged man stopped wiping his wine glass and looked over and was about to say hello, but saw a man wearing a suit, hat and mask walk in, holding a piece of paper in his hand and glancing at them.

The middle-aged man frowned and subconsciously doubted, he already felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he yelled to remind his companion.

"Wadang !!"

But at this moment, the man had already confirmed, and raised the Beretta 92fs that had been prepared long ago to aim at the wide-eyed middle-aged man and pull the trigger.

"Bang !!!"

A bloody hole erupted from the middle-aged man's forehead, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Ahh

“……”

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the guests present panicked and instinctively lay down and found various covers, and the bar was chaotic for a while.

At the same time, the three Wadang who heard the shouts and gunshots were all startled and wanted to fight back.

But the opportunity has been lost, and the men's guns have long been aimed at them.

Bang bang!!!

The continuous gunfire caused the three Waddang to burst into blood, and the bullets that penetrated their flesh also made the bar sawdust fly.

After firing fourteen rounds in one go, the man continued to shift his gun to the camera above, allowing the three bodies that had been silent to collapse on the shattered bar.

Bang bang bang three shots.

After collapsing the three cameras, the man glanced at the shivering guests inside, turned around and walked outside, quickly leaving the scene......