Being pointed at by a foreign gun, Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was not afraid in his heart.

For ordinary people, a powerful thermal weapon like a foreign gun can be called a great killer, and being pointed at by a foreign gun at close range is far more dangerous than being put on the neck with a knife.

However, for martial artists whose physical fitness and reaction ability are far beyond ordinary people, especially for martial artists above the level of chemical strength, foreign guns actually do not have much lethality.

This is not to say that the speed of the martial artist at the level of chemical strength can already dodge bullets quickly, but that the martial artist of chemical strength has a keen sense, and when he is locked and attacked by a firearm at close range, the martial artist will have a sense in his heart. It also takes a moment for an ordinary person to pull the trigger with his fingers, and in an instant, it is enough for an ordinary martial artist to dodge away from the place and pounce out a hundred or twenty steps away.

Since ordinary chemical martial artists are not afraid of foreign guns, then Mo Chen, who has spiritual vision ability and is much stronger than that of chemical martial artists, naturally does not feel any danger of being pointed at by foreign guns.

The foreign missionary who pointed the foreign gun at Mo Chen looked much calmer than his companion. Even though Mo Chen had killed so many disciples in a terrifying way in a short period of time just now, leaving corpses and blood all over the ground, he did not panic like his companions, but immediately took out a foreign gun and pointed it at Mo Chen.

"Bang!"

After aiming at Mo Chen, he shot without hesitation.

I have to say that when this foreign missionary faced Mo Chen, from beginning to end, every action was perfectly handled.

However, the difference in strength between him and Mo Chen was too big, and even if he dealt with it perfectly, it would be useless at all.

"Bell"

When a foreign gun fires, the bullet is invisible to the naked eye with the help of gunpowder, and the moment the gun sounds, it hits extremely fast...... Ground.

The busy missionary stared at it, and he didn't know when it started, and the place where Mo Chen was just now had become empty. Mo Chen, who was obviously locked by his eyes just now, disappeared from his eyes in an instant.

Seeing Mo Chen disappear suddenly, he shot himself empty, even the foreign missionary who had always been calm and calm had a little panic in his eyes.

Glancing left and right, he didn't see Mo Chen's figure, the foreign missionary seemed to suddenly realize something, his whole body suddenly stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Then the foreign missionary moved his stiff body, slowly turned his head little by little, and what caught his eye was indeed Mo Chen, who was standing behind him, just looking at him for a long time.

He opened his mouth, and the foreign missionary was about to say something.

Mo Chen grabbed his neck as soon as he reached out, and immediately his words were held in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Mo Chen's hand was like an iron hoop, tightly grasping the neck of the foreign missionary in front of him. Seeing that his face turned red, he rolled his eyes desperately, the foreign gun in his hand was thrown away by him, and his two hands used all their strength to keep beating Mo Chen's arm, wanting to break Mo Chen's hand.

"Click. ”

Mo Chen exerted force in his hand and directly pinched his neck, ending his pain.

Then Mo Chen turned around and looked at the other foreign missionary who was still trembling with his hands and reloading the foreign gun in his hand.

"Smack. ”

Seeing Mo Chen turn around and look at him, the foreign missionary trembled with both hands, and the foreign gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"You guys,"

Mo Chen spoke coldly to this foreign missionary, even if he had killed so many people, the anger in his heart was not vented, but became more and more vigorous.

"That's how your God taught you to act? Don't you feel guilty at all when you come here and commit so many evil deeds? It is you who are venting your lusts in the name of God. Or is your god an evil god at all?"

Even though he was trembling with fear at the moment, when he heard Mo Chen blaspheming God, this foreign missionary was still emotional, and he rebuked Mo Chen angrily:

"Bead buckle!"

"Belief in Benevolence, Alienation and Disciples, Ignorance &$¥ Monkey &$% Hell &$ ≯ ∈"

The foreign missionaries were so emotional that their strange words were mixed with incomprehensible bird language.

Even so, after reading his superficial thinking with his spiritual vision, Mo Chen still understood the meaning of his words.

"Unbelievers, heretics, ignorant and uncivilized yellow-skinned monkeys, like wild beasts, you should have gone to hell, and we have saved you and made you hear the gospel of the Lord, and you should be grateful. ”

"Haha!" Mo Chen laughed angrily: "The barbarians who are covered in hair all over their bodies and are full of the fishy smell of birds and beasts dare to regard us as uncivilized beasts. You think you're superior, you're a superior race, and you think we're beasts, so you can do all this with peace of mind, because to beasts, these deeds are nothing, it's just stupid, arrogant, you don't know what to say, it's not a pity to die!"

Knowing what they were thinking, Mo Chen didn't want to say a word to these foreign garbage anymore.

Stepping on the ground, the powerful force on his legs blew the stone slab under his feet into a small hole, and took Mo Chen's body to catapult and pounce in front of this foreign missionary, punching him in the head.

"Bang. ”

The explosive force smashed the foreigner's head like a watermelon, and the headless corpse flew backwards a few feet before falling heavily.

..................

After standing quietly for a while, Mo Chen calmed down the emotions in his heart.

Greeting the villagers who were watching from afar, Mo Chen didn't want to see the expressions they showed when they rushed into the church and found the female corpse in the church, so he silently turned around and left.

"Whew. With a long breath of depression in his heart, Mo Chen slowly walked back.

At this time, what Mo Chen was thinking about was not only the village woman Xianglan who died tragically today, but also what he had seen and heard about recently, the oppression of ordinary people by foreigners.

At present, the foreigners are powerful, and the Qing State is powerless to resist, allowing the foreigners to run rampant in the country, and the ordinary people are oppressed and have nowhere to appeal.

Even if there are people like themselves and organizations like the boxing club that can help ordinary people, but the world is so big, and such things happen all the time, how much role can one person play?

Or, as Zhao Sanduo said, can only really prevent such a thing from happening only by arousing everyone's self-improvement and letting them rise up to resist?

And what the boxing club wants to do is to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, at such a time, can overthrowing the Qing Dynasty save everyone?

The thoughts in his heart fluttered, and Mo Chen had mixed emotions for a while.

At this time, Mo Chen would not have expected that he would be angry today, and killing these two foreign missionaries would bring about what kind of changes would be brought to the whole world.

In other words, the current situation in the world has reached a moment of change, and Mo Chen just happened to meet and encountered a corner of change.