Chapter 827
2014-08-16
"It doesn't matter if they don't dare show up..."When forming Assassins' Guild, Tang En I consciously separated Eisoan, for fear of being followed by others. Now the people who are temporarily managing the organization are people selected by the secret organization. After the current incident, the secret organization will naturally spread the news long ago, and there is no fear of being attacked again.
Of course, Tang En expects those people to strike again and reveal their whereabouts so that they can avenge Handy!
Squinting, looking at Handy's icy corpse, Tang En's eyes flashed slightly, then he raised his hand and covered it with a white cloth, took a few steps back expressionlessly, and was silent with David and the others Bow down...
Actually speaking of which, Tang En is also wrong. Before taking advantage of the leaderless Bounty Hunter guild, they occupied thirty branch locations. The Light God Temple must know about this. After all, all the senior members of the guild have been killed and injured, and the temple will definitely send someone to re-integrate the management, and just a little investigation will naturally be able to know the current situation of the guild.
Of course, even if the details are clear, it stands to reason that the temple should not rush to make a move to intervene. After all, their current situation is really not good, especially after Savian took the initiative to come forward to expose, the temple is even more passive, completely in an embarrassing situation of overwhelmed!
Furthermore, Tang En is just preparing to promote the Battle Qi channel, and it will naturally impossible to move away from the original branch location in a while.
But who would have thought that even under such circumstances, the temple still chose to make a move, and sneak attack the branch of the guild location in one fell swoop... a completely unreasonable move, even it seems more Like pranking. However, under the circumstances, they brought a heavy blow to Tang En and the others!
It really is...
3 minutes of silence. Rest in peace Handy! This is not going to be the end of the matter. I dare not say anything else. I will let most of the Light God Temple bury you with you...
"Boss!" David walked over with red eyes, his face all over the place. The monstrous killing intent that could not be concealed, "Tell me, what should we do?"
"Let's bury Handy first." Taking a breath, Harry on the side said sadly, "The group The chop suey is obviously thinking of sneak attack, even if a secret agency is launched, it will be difficult to find the other party in a short period of time."
Opening his mouth, David would subconsciously object when he heard the words. Blood debts are repaid, and the burial of Handy must be done, but before that, the heads of the group of Light God Knights must be used to pay homage.
But after paused, David finally shut up. I have to admit that Harry's words still make sense. Judging from the action style of the group of Light God Knights, it is obvious that they are using the cunning idea of slashing and changing places, and it is undoubtedly impossible to catch them immediately. And Handy's body has been impossible to wait for so long, and can only be buried on the spot... However,
"No hurry." Tang En waved his hand, said solemnly, "The burial will definitely be buried. , but not now! Luke, I'll give you one night to find an ice attribute Magician and make an ice coffin for Handy to make sure his fleshy body is immortal!"
"Okay!" Luke, who was worthy of self-blame and sadness, raised his head suddenly when he heard the words, looked excited, and said decisively, "Don't worry, even if it is tied, I will tie an ice attribute Magician over here!" After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at Handy's body and turned around. Head out the door.
Everyone's expressions softened a little when they saw this. This was also the best way to deal with it back then - make sure that Handy's body is not rotted for the time being, and then find out the gang of blood sacrifice!
Of course, this is also a somewhat helpless way. David endured it, and finally said in a muffled voice unwillingly: "Then Boss, can we just wait?"
"Of course not." Tang En raised his head slightly, looking towards the door It was drizzling, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "You said, when will the rain stop?"
"Uh..." David started to start when he heard the words, but he couldn't come back to his senses. Harry, who was on the side, looked out the door subconsciously, speculated, "The light rain is not long, the weather has been good recently, it should stop before tomorrow morning." "Okay, then I'll charge some interest first... I want to see the heads of ten Bishop churches here before the first rays of light fall tomorrow morning!" Is it?"
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A moment later, in front of the dilapidated house, the sound of hooves resounded like thunder again, rushing towards all directions outside the city.
Tang En walked out of the main house, raised his head and stood under the eaves, the cold rain was pouring in disorderly, and he felt a little chill.
Other World is not a legal society, even Tang En himself is often in danger, so Tang En is actually mentally prepared for the people around him who may die in battle or die in the enemy's opponent one day. of.
What he didn't expect was that the members of the previous Eisoan phase faced many winds and waves, nine deaths and still alive, and still managed to pass the risk. But now in this seemingly inadvertent little Quest, Handy fell into a big somersault and could never get up...
"Fuck!" Suddenly violent, the killing intent of hiding the sky and covering the earth suddenly burst out. The shattered rain curtains on the eaves seemed to be hit by a sudden gust of wind, and instantly floated out at a 90-degree angle, making a slight noise.
Handy's death was too sudden and disrupted Tang En's previous deployment. But it doesn't matter whether the temple's move is deliberate, or it's just for sulking. But now there is no doubt that the Tang En reverse scale has been touched, irreconcilable!
He stretched out his hand to hold the Eye of Calamity, and murmured in a low voice, "Originally, I planned to use you after taking complete control... But now that someone insists on committing sex, then I can't blame me..."
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The next day, in the early morning.
morning sun The jade plate slowly climbed from the eastern sky, the color seemed a bit bleak, and there was not much vitality. However, the drizzle was finally disappeared. I believe that if it weren't for the lush trees on the street, no one would have seen that the drizzle had sneaked in last night.
Western District, Small Town Church.
As soon as more than ten melodious bells fell, more than a hundred people gathered outside the church one after another, and then the noise began to be heard, and as the crowd continued to join later, it became more and more chaotic.
"Come out! You don't deserve to be in this Holy Sect church, come out and give us an explanation..."
"Malipp Archbishop, your **** thing is It's not true..."
"And misappropriation of funds... Are you worthy of the statue of the god on your head? This is a blasphemy to the god! Get out of me..."
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Across the iron railings, the crowd gathered was extremely angry. It could be said that if the sight could spit out anger, this church would have been reduced to ashes long ago.
On the periphery of the crowd, the passers-by didn't seem to have any special expressions when they saw it, as if they had already seen it.
Originally, since many shady stories about Light God Temple were revealed, believers have come to express their dissatisfaction almost every day. It was quite loud at first, but after a long time, ordinary people have become accustomed to it. And this church has not opened the door for many days. It seems that it intends to drag it on so shamelessly until the situation completely subsides...
"Lord Bishop, it's been a week, why are these believers? Come again." Inside the temple, in front of the colored crystal glass. A middle-aged Cleric in a white robe, with a bitter look on his face, said helplessly to the curly-haired old man in a gold-trimmed white robe beside him.
The curly-haired old man is the Archbishop of this church, or Malip, who is being yelled at by believers outside. Of course, the title of deputy is not popular anywhere, so the subordinates such as middle-aged Cleric are called by Lord Bishop.
"Some ignorant idiots, let them make trouble, they won't be able to turn the tide." Waved his hand, Malip was quite calm, although he could faintly hear his name coming from outside. , but as if he had never heard of it, he looked calm and composed.
"But it's not the way to go on like this. Even people who buy food don't dare to go out." Wiping the sweat on his forehead, the middle-aged Cleric looked anxious.
"It's not easy to go out during the day, so let the people who buy food go out at night."
"Yes, but..."
waved his hand , "Okay, there's nothing to worry about. Or what do you say? These are believers, and the people in the police department can't control them. We can also go out and argue with them."
paused, Malip patted the shoulder of middle-aged Cleric, comforted, "Don't worry, the Federation is in the past. Besides, don't look at how violent they are now, but have you ever seen any believers rushing into the church?"
"What does that mean? It means that they know what can be done and what can't be done. So as long as it takes a while, everything will calm down naturally."
It has to be said that although Malip has a reputation for criticizing It doesn't seem to be very good, but it's not in vain for a lot of age, this remark still sounds reasonable.
And the fact is almost the same, these believers outside hate these Cleric who are not false, but their reverence for Light God is still there. In this way, it is natural not to want to destroy the sacred and solemn church.
The middle-aged Cleric was reluctantly nodded when he heard the words, and he accepted the statement. He immediately looked around as if he had thought of something, and asked in confusion, "Hey, where's Lord Bishop? Why haven't I seen him all morning? ?"
"Probably still in the bedroom, what to do with him?" curl one's lip, Malip seemed a little disapproving of the real Lord Bishop.
"Uh, it's nothing...well, I originally wanted to ask Lord Bishop to go out and talk to the believers. It should be able to have some effect..." The middle-aged Cleric looked a little hesitant, but he was still brave. oneself said it.
Actually speaking, as an Archbishop, Malip's identity to communicate with believers is naturally enough. However, his current reputation is really not very good. If you go out, let alone communicate, you must praise the quality of the believers if you don't get called directly...
Malipu's face turned dark and annoyed when he heard this. He waved his hand: "There's nothing to say, that guy doesn't..." He shut his mouth in time, and suffocated 'not a good thing', coldly snorted, with a gloomy expression.
To be honest, Malip was a little aggrieved. What kind of embezzlement, ****, etc., yes, I admit all these, but it is not just me doing this, why are you staring at me? It's totally unfair...
Here Malip was secretly annoyed, but the middle-aged Cleric over there was shocked, as if he suddenly saw something, stared wide-eyed instantly, stretched out his finger and said: "Big Sir, look quickly..."
"Look at a ghost... eh?" After speaking, Malip opened his mouth, but he looked as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of fright. came back to his senses, rampaged like a rabbit with an arrow, and rushed to the church door, "Damn, damn, damn! Why is she here... Open the door, hurry up to open the door for me..."
The middle-aged Cleric didn't move, his eyes were looking through the colored crystal glass, and he looked at the iron railing not far away, a gorgeous woman squeezed away the surrounding crowd, pointed here as if crazy, and the sharp scolding came clearly, "Malipu You old fart, ** won't give you money, my mother will never finish with you today..."
stroked his forehead and muttered to himself, "It's over..."
...
When Malip rushed out of the church, there was already a mess outside the iron railings.
Although some believers scolded Malip before, but after all, it was just a rumor, and there was no evidence. But now that even the parties involved have appeared, the effect will naturally be different.
"Ma, Lee, Pu! You really have to do it?"
"There... Malip came out..."
"Fuck! Dare to come out? Smash him to death..."
...
The crowd was furious, and the already debilitating noise suddenly soared and spread far and wide. streets.
Step one stopped, Malip's face turned pale, and he knew that he had made a mistake that couldn't be lower in Rank—it's fine if he didn't come out, wouldn't he admit that he was a ghost if he came out?
Of course, it is more impossible to go back now, because that would be considered a guilty conscience!
"Damn, stupid woman!" He cursed in a low voice, and Malip calmed down, lifted the head, put on a kind and loving face, and stepped forward, "What happened... ..."
Before he finished speaking, a Rotten Tomatoes made a wonderful parabola, hitting the bridge of Malip's nose with precision, and the bright red instantly spread out, "Ah..." he exclaimed, but then he was submerged in the To the cheers and laughter of the crowd.
"Damn!" Flustered and exasperated wiped the rotten juice from his face, Malip ran to the iron railing in three steps, pointing at the gorgeous woman and shouting, "Slander! It's Hong Guoguo's slander! I don't know you crazy woman!"
"Ah—you old fart, you don't recognize people when you lift your pants, my mother is fighting with you!" On the iron railing, the gorgeous woman stretched out her arms with a twisted expression, as if she was about to grab Malip, "Don't believe him, I'm the ** of this old fart outside, living on Muling Street in Beicheng... By the way, I remember that he was short and dark, like a caterpillar, very disgusting..."
"Wow..." There was an uproar, and the disciples heard the words subconsciously looked towards Malipu's lower body, The expression suddenly changed, and it was extremely strange.
deng deng deng, taking three steps back in a row, Malipu heard the words, his blood rushed to his brain, his old face flushed, and he pointed at the beautiful woman tremblingly, his lips parted, but he couldn't say a word. Unable to speak.
Ashamed, resentful, ashamed and unable to show one's face... In addition to all kinds of emotions, there is also a little doubt. Wondering why ** suddenly rushed out to expose him, what good would it do to her? And...
Looking at that distorted and grim face, Malip instinctively felt that something was wrong, the other party seemed...he seemed to be crazy?
Not waiting for Malip to figure out what to do, frame... The gorgeous woman shook the iron railing and kept shaking, screaming like crazy: "Old fart, old lady making an all-out effort. Waiting for you, you still don't give me money..."
"You..." Somehow, a great sense of grievance suddenly rushed into Malip's heart, instantly suppressing his reason, and roaring hysterically, "You nonsense, when did I go and didn't give you money?"
tone barely fell, the scene fell silent, absolute silence.
The believers looked at Malip in astonishment. Is this... admit it? How shameless!
"Uh, I, I, I... I didn't mean that..." Came back to his senses, and cold sweat instantly spread over Malip's forehead. He didn't know why he said that sentence impulsive just now. , as if the brain was completely out of control.
But now is obviously not the time to think about this. Looking at the fire-breathing eyes in front of him, Malip knows that he is finished, and the church is also finished...
Sure enough , I don't know who made the first angry roar, "Kill him!" Immediately, one after another responded, and then the crowd rushed forward like a tide. With a bang, the iron railing was pushed to the ground, and the crowd rushed in frantically.
Malipe was so close that he was caught off guard and was submerged at the first moment. In the confusion, he saw a young man with an ordinary face and narrow eyes, who was swarming. Step back from the crowd.
As if aware of his gaze, the young man glanced over, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, raised an oval object in his hand, and smiled brilliantly...
Who is this? ? what is that?
Although there is no direct evidence, for some reason, Malip subconsciously felt that the current incident was caused by the other party. But before he could figure it out, countless fists and feet had fallen like raindrops...
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Inside the church, the mourners shouted in panic, "Lord Bishop, Lord Bishop... ... something happened, something happened..." The middle-aged Cleric dashed all the way to the door of a house behind the temple, peng peng peng, and hurriedly knocked on the door.
After knocking about ten times to no avail, the middle-aged Cleric clenched the teeth, stretched out his foot and kicked, bang, the wooden door was kicked open, and rushed in, "Lord Bishop...ah !"
With a scream, like stepping on some slippery liquid, the middle-aged Cleric fell heavily to the ground. Disregarding the pain, he raised his head in a daze, his body shook violently - on the seat in the room, a man dressed in red robes and dressed as a Bishop sat slumped there. The reason why I didn't dare to recognize it directly was because the head on this familiar body was already disappeared...
I was stunned for a while, and my palms were spread out, red and bloody. He bowed his head again, the ground was full of blood, and the red color spread,
opened his mouth, "Something happened... something really happened..."
......(To be continued. )