"Maxine, can you beat him?" Christine asked quietly when the scene cooled down.

"This ......" Maxine hesitated for a moment before he said, "Miss, I'm not sure. The Japanese man just now was so weak that it was not difficult for me to stand still and take a blow from him, but I don't know if this is the limit of the priest, if the priest only has this ability, I can easily defeat him, but if not, it is difficult to say. ”

"Then you can go and try a fight with him, anyway, he will only be beaten and not fight back. Christine said with gusto.

"Yes, miss. Maxine answered, and was about to come out when he saw a policeman approaching.

"Father, I won't stop you from collecting donations here, but your behavior is ......" The policeman pointed to the flag fluttering in the air and said: "I will not prosecute you if you are also for charity, but your slogan must be removed, otherwise, the fine is still a trivial matter, and you may be sentenced to several months in prison." ”

Xiao Yinjian looked at the policeman and asked, "So, you mean, I shouldn't be collecting donations here?"

"No, no. The policeman waved his hand and said, "I just won't let you use this insulting slogan." ”

"Oh. Xiao Yinjian nodded, and said lightly: "No, no, no, but I have to remember your police number, because if the fundraising situation is not good in the end, I must explain to the church, and I must let them know who frustrated the church's actions." ”

Glancing at the policeman again, Xiao Yinjian shook his head and sighed, "Child, I really feel sorry for you. Save this poor child, O Lord Almighty! I cannot imagine what future this child will have when his name has been sent to the diocese, when his name has been returned to his unit, and when it has been recorded in his file forever! Save this child in distress, O merciful Lord! I cannot imagine the double mental and physical anguish that his name will have to endure when it is known to all the parishioners......

After Xiao Yinjian's every word, the policeman's face became even whiter, and in the end, he couldn't see even a trace of blood on his face at all.

"Lord, have mercy!" Xiao Yinjian stretched out his hand to touch the policeman's head, and said softly: "Child, I will beg my lord to bless you! Once I remove this flag, the next day everyone will say that the warriors of the British Empire are so useless that they cannot resist being bullied into their homes, and in the end they rely on the police to find peace." Child, I hope that by the next day you will not be torn apart by the British warriors who have rushed to hear the news. ”

"This ...... This ......" The sweat on the policeman's forehead trickled down, he was not a fool, he knew that the priest was completely smiling and hiding a knife, secretly warning him not to do much, but, what the priest said, the deterrent power is unimaginable, in this country where most people believe in God, once they offend the church, what kind of consequences will be, he is afraid that he knows better than Xiao Yinjian, and then Xiao Yinjian said is not completely unreasonable, once he takes down the flag, it will become the incompetence of the British warriors, and can only rely on the police to deal with foreign enemies, and it will become an eternal shame for the whole British。

The policeman was hesitating, and a loud voice shouted, "Xiao Yinjian, do you still recognize me?"

Xiao Yinjian looked up and saw that the person who came was about two meters tall, quite burly, and his muscles bulged out high. Xiao Yinjian suddenly had a smile on his face, and nodded, "Mr. Peterson, you are really burly!"

"Shut your foul mouth!" Peterson yelled, pushing the crowd through and squeezing in.

For Xiao Yinjian, Peterson can be said to hate it to the core, when he was on the plane, he was tossed by Xiao Yinjian miserably, but on the plane, he couldn't use his usual violent means to retaliate, and when he got off the plane, he just ran away, but he also forgot his wish to beat Xiao Yinjian violently.

However, God was pitiful that he met Xiao Yinjian on the streets of London again, and the other party even put on a posture of letting Jun strike, Peterson was simply overjoyed.

After a loud roar, Peterson punched hard and hit half of Xiao Yinjian's cheek, and then smashed out the second punch, hitting Xiao Yinjian's face. This Peterson was clearly professionally trained, and several sets of combinations were uninterrupted, dazzling and admiring the onlookers.

It's just that after appreciating these sets of boxing techniques, everyone found that the Chinese priest was still standing steadily.

Maxine's face gradually became solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Miss Christine, I correct my previous judgment, I am by no means the opponent of that priest! His current opponent's strength is not below mine, and even that person's attack is ineffective, and it will make no difference if he is replaced by me." ”

"Is he?" Christine was more interested, and looked more energetically.

"Cool, so cool! It's been a long time since I've fought so well!" After slamming for a while, Peterson's breath was slightly rough, and he couldn't help but stop, at this time, he suddenly realized that after fighting for such a while, Xiao Yinjian seemed to be standing more steadily than him, neither turned into a pig's head, nor did it become a cow's head or a sheep's head, no matter how he looked at it, Xiao Yinjian's neck was still a human head.

"Damn, I just don't believe in this evil. Peterson took a deep breath, and a popping sound like fried beans sounded from the joints around his body, and in a moment, his person was actually bigger, and his already muscular body reached an incredible point, and many people secretly thought: "If this guy goes to a bodybuilding competition, I'm afraid no one can compete with him, right?"

Seeing this, Maxine's expression became more solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Miss Christine, I have to correct my judgment again, this person's strength is definitely above me, Miss may wish to suggest that Mr. Michael check the details of that guy, if possible, absorb him, he will be a member of the tiger in the future." ”

"What do you think of the priest?" asked Christine at once.

"I can't see through the priest, but I vaguely feel that his true strength may not have been shown yet, and I guess his opponent still can't help him. Maxine lowered his voice.

As soon as Maxine finished speaking, he saw Peterson roar, rushed forward, and punched out, because the speed of his punch actually brought a whistling wind.