"Borrowing money? Kid, you haven't paid back the money you borrowed from me last time......"

“……！”

"You can't even satisfy the curiosity of an old man like me, who is dying of old age......"

“……！”

"Son, who helped you to block the bishops' questions?"

“……”

Just mentioned borrowing money, a series of words suddenly sounded in the car, which made Yorkers stunned for a moment, and when he heard the tone of the other party going to continue, he couldn't help but gasp and hurriedly stopped.

"Stop! Old man, I surrendered, admit defeat, don't I just want to borrow some money to clean up the aftermath, are you concerned? ”

These words rang out in the room far away, and the old man's eyes narrowed with laughter.

This made the middle-aged man who had been waiting by the bedside, wearing a simple robe, also have a smile in his eyes, and every time he contacted the child, it was a more comfortable time for the Pope.

"Good boy, tell me about last night, maybe I'll be glad I can lend you some."

Hearing this, Yorkes had no choice but to explain truthfully.

In fact, borrowing money is more like a tacit understanding between him and the old man, which is equivalent to the endorsement of wiping his buttocks, otherwise he would not be chic now.

If he still wants to stay in this country, I'm afraid that the church really needs to wipe his ass last night, if the first bombing is okay, the second time it did make a big fuss, blowing up a third of the sixth, seventh and eighth floors of that building.

According to the thinking of the previous life, this is a very serious major event, and it is something that can be taken seriously by a country.

But this parallel world is not an ordinary world in the previous life, because of the frequent supernatural events, this kind of thing is common.

The important thing is that the Church has more penetration and power in this parallel world than he imagined.

At some point, when it comes to supernatural things like exorcism, the official organization will basically give in and be responsible for dispersing the crowd or taking care of the aftermath.

The situation was similar to one he had heard, in Neon Nation, their top exorcist was powerful enough to put the entire police system at her service, using a reason to disperse a large area of inhabitants, set up forbidden checkpoints, and be responsible for backup in any situation.

That's why he likes to be a priest, not just for the ease of getting points, but also for this unbridled convenience, otherwise he would have become a wanted man for the whole country.

“……”

“……”

"That's all, there's a guy who can be a human running around and playing a game of judgment."

Yorks remembered the black pool of blood and continued.

"Although I ran it away, and maybe hit it hard, it will inevitably come out one day, and I think the church needs to take this seriously."

The old man listened comfortably, he looked at the middle-aged man next to him with a proud face, held the microphone and knocked on the phone handle, and the attributes of the old child were undoubtedly revealed.

"This is my own child, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly.

Seeing this, the old man smiled brighter and said into the microphone of the phone. "I'll keep Gabrieldo on it."

"Hmm."

York turned a corner, and through this intersection was another block to the church.

"The old man still has it, gone?"

The old man knew it and smiled.

"Since you're dealing with demons, the aftermath of all this is naturally the responsibility of the church."

"Hmm."

The corners of York's mouth hooked, he was just waiting for this sentence, as long as there was the old man's words, then he didn't need to do anything else, contact with the official organization, compensation, sealing, etc., the church would naturally have someone to arrange.

Because of this, York became more patient, and continued to talk for a while, as if he were talking with a lonely old man, until he was about to arrive at the church, and he did not conclude his remarks.

"I'm coming."

"Well, time is always so short, it's time for me to get up......"

“……”

The corners of York's mouth twitched, and he tapped the red phone icon on the screen of the car's center console and hung up.

Compared with ordinary people, this old man's life is more nourishing than anyone else, traveling everywhere, and everyone who looks at him is envious.

In turn, the old man envied his life of fighting and killing.

Recalling the previous interactions, York's eyes also showed a smile, even from the eyes of his previous life, even if the old man had many identities, it did not prevent him from being a lovely old man.

Thinking of this, York turned a second corner and went straight to the street where the church was located.

It's just that the scene in front of him made him subconsciously raise his eyebrows, and there were a large number of people at the door of the church that was clean in the past.

And the composition of this group of people is also very simple, a bit of a drag on the family, some men and women are close together, some also bring a young child running all over the ground, and even bring a girl who looks half an age......

York subconsciously raised the accelerator pedal and let the car drive slowly, and with a glance he knew that the group of people were the survivors of the building last night, mainly he saw Officer Baker and his wife, Ms. Hardy, and Jeffrey......

"Don't be giggling in front of the priest in the future."

Carrying her handbag and dressed plainly, Ms. Hardy was educating Baker, but as she spoke, her tone began to change again.

"I'm glad I come here a lot, and I know that Father York isn't as simple as it seems, otherwise ......"

As she spoke, Ms. Hardy's eyes turned red instantly, and she slapped Baker with a helpless face.

"What if you're not there, what about me and Rose?"

Baker's helplessness was even stronger, he knew that men should not say anything at this time, just let their women vent, let their women slap, Baker looked at Jeffrey next to him and whispered.

"Man, what the hell do you think Father York is, uh, or who he is? Such a big battle last night. ”

When Baker said this, he subconsciously recalled those people last night, and he couldn't help but slap his mouth,

"Tsk, it's all levels that we don't usually touch."

Jeffrey didn't answer, he knew more than Baker, and he wasn't really surprised by those warnings last night, for the sake of social stability, sealing must be necessary.

After all, there are many people who are atheists, and there are even some people who play those supernatural live broadcasts that look for death, just like he has seen the so-called exorcism live broadcast before, which is simply full of mistakes and omissions, and he will have to mention it to the priest when the time comes.

What happened last night had made him respect this priest even more and more for daring to face the tough demon and behaving with extraordinary ferocity.

"Father York's here!"

As soon as Jeffrey thought of this, the voice of Baker's wife next to him interrupted his train of thought, and he subconsciously turned his head to see the priest who had made up his mind to make up his mind to make more contact, carrying a suitcase and a backpack, walking from the right.