my beauty world

Chapter 16 Professional Exorcism
Some people say that there is nothing important except life and death.

For men, there is something as important as life and death!
Of course, gays are not included.

As a real man, Ronan absolutely couldn't stand a vital attack, and raised his gun to shoot.

A huge force was born out of thin air, pushing him to fly out again!
The ritual dagger in Roushan Hei's hand began to fall!

Ronan's body lost his balance, but his hand in the state of steel claws was as steady as a mountain. The gun in his right hand was raised, and it was pushed aside as expected!
At the same time, Ronan flicked his left hand and threw the long dagger away!

The gun in the right hand is just a display, just a decoy!
Lana could only watch, she couldn't teleport twice at the same time!

bang-

Ronan smashed on a table, grinning in pain!
"what--"

Queenie let out a scream that could shake the ceiling. The long dagger was stuck in her left shoulder. Under the severe pain, she let go of her hand and the ritual dagger fell to the ground.

Ronan was aiming at the fatal point, but he lost his balance and the knife ended up crooked.

Lana used her telekinesis continuously, her head throbbed in pain, and she shouted, "Queenie!"

The hunky brown-haired man picked up a shortened shotgun from nowhere, got rid of the voodoo zombie's entanglement slightly, and fired a shot at Lana.

Lana can only deal with hunky brunettes.

Ronan reacted extremely quickly, the muzzle of the gun was already raised, and he pulled the trigger with his finger. The M9 fired a bullet, and the bullet pierced Queenie's forehead!
The fat body collapsed like a mountain of meat. Lana was stunned for a moment, then raised her gun and fired at Ronan.

Ronan had already rolled behind the pillars in the hall.

Lana twisted her backhand on the wall, and the iron gate of the nearest window rose slowly.

The mentor made a mistake and seriously underestimated the target's strength!

The person who was thought to be able to take it down easily turned out to be unexpectedly powerful.

Queenie died, and Lana didn't want to die here with her.

boom--

There was the sound of a shotgun firing, and two of the voodoo zombies that had been covering them fell down.

Lana turned her head to look at the hunky brown-haired man, telekinesis activated instantly, the hunky brown-haired man flew backwards as if hit by a car, and hit the wooden bar.

The hunky brown-haired man firmly grasped the shotgun, loaded it, and fired it skillfully, blasting the heads of the approaching voodoo zombies, and at the same time reminded: "Voodoo will take revenge, don't let the little witches run away! They turn around and take revenge. None of us will survive!"

Ronan shot again and again, headshot the voodoo zombies covering Lana one by one!

Pedro was hanging under the table, but when he heard the voice of the hunky brown-haired man, he mustered up his courage and stretched out his gun.

His marksmanship was mediocre, and it was difficult to hit people from a distance, so he aimed at the window with the raised iron gate and fired repeatedly.

Lana hid behind a pillar, turned the Glock 26, and fired three shots in the direction of Pedro, who ducked under the table again.

Annoyed at Pedro's obstruction, Queenie teleported, lifted the table, and aimed the gun at Pedro's head.

But just for a moment, Ronan jumped a few steps and already got the shooting angle!
Knowing that Queenie telekinesis is extremely fast and there is no need to aim at all, Ronan shoots just by feel!
If Queenie sensed it, she suppressed the headache from using too much telekinesis, and looked at Ronan in a blink of an eye.

bang-bang-bang-

Ronan pulled the trigger as quickly as possible, and the gunshots rang out again and again.

Queenie's telekinesis had already been activated, the first two bullets collided with the power generated out of thin air, and the huge power erupted from the hot weapon at close range scattered the power generated out of thin air.

The third bullet, the fourth bullet, and the next few bullets all hit Queenie's tall body.

The beautiful face with chocolate complexion was also smashed by a bullet!
Ronan ran out of pistol clips!
In the bar, there are four living people.

One of them was brought down by a voodoo zombie, and his intestines were ripped out.

Including those feasting on fresh corpses, there are a dozen more voodoo zombies.

Ronan's pistol ran out of bullets and ejected the last clip.

On the other side of the brown-haired hunk, the shotgun is roaring, calling for help: "Friend, I'm about to see God!"

Ronan picked up the machete dropped by the ugly zombie, strode forward, chopped off the head of the voodoo zombie dressed as a truck driver, and asked, "Who are you!"

As soon as Lana died, although the voodoo zombie didn't fall down, the almost berserk state dissipated automatically, and its movements became sluggish, as if the previous madness had overdrawn its life potential.

Seeing the reversal of the situation, Pedro came out holding a pistol, without shaking his arms, and went straight to shoot.

He did it again!

The hunky brown-haired man blasted a path with a shotgun, successfully met Ronan, and panting, he said, "My name is Thomas, and I'm a priest!"

Pedro shot off the head of the female zombie: "Father, there are so many demons and ghosts, hurry up and exorcise them!"

Thomas' shotgun spewed smoke and smashed the zombie's head: "My friend, I'm exorcising demons, and I haven't stopped!"

Ronan propped his machete on the table and took a breath: "Shouldn't exorcism use holy water, rituals, spells and crosses?"

"My friend, your understanding of exorcism is too one-sided!" Thomas clicked on the gauntlet, shot his head off, and continued: "In the era of hot weapons, demons and ghosts can use guns, but exorcists don't know how to use guns. Die!"

Having just seen a voodoo witch with a gun, Ronan and Pedro couldn't argue with that.

This Father Thomas is not only proficient in marksmanship, but also has terrifying strength. After the shotgun is fired, he can pick up a table leg and smash the head of a voodoo zombie.

Seeing Pedro's surprised look, Thomas swung his legs vigorously on the table: "Don't be surprised, I'm a professional exorcist priest in Los Angeles."

Ronan hacked two more voodoo zombies to death, and said, "It's really professional."

For the rest of their lives, the three laughed.

Ronan asked, "You know them?"

Thomas said: "I don't know, but I know the methods they use! This is a typical voodoo zombie. The two black girls are the lowest level of voodoo witches. The fat girl is a natural human voodoo doll, and the skinny one is a natural telekinesis." .”

Ronan continued to ask: "Born?"

Under normal circumstances, Thomas would not say it, but both of them saw it, so they simply said: "The blood of the witch will be inherited."

"Witch?" Pedro asked curiously.

Thomas said casually: "There are many things, what is false may not be false, and what is true may not be true."

Seeing a corpse with a gun in his hand, Ronan threw away the machete, picked up the pistol, found two magazines by the way, and put them in his pocket.

Coming to Roshan Hei Niu, Ronan asked, "What should she do?"

Thomas understood what Ronan meant: "Burn her!"

Ronan found Gao Gaojiu and poured it on the black girl. Pedro came to help and set the black girl's body on fire, and there was a strange crackling sound.

This scuffle might lead to troubles for the Mexican police.

Ronan threw away the wine bottle: "Hurry up!"

Walking outside, he activated his Spirit Vision, and found that there was nothing above all the voodoo zombies, with neither red nor green halos.

Where did their souls go?

Ronan turned his left hand towards the two black girls respectively.

Soul fragments +6!

Soul fragments +7!

There is a piece of memory information: In a church in Los Angeles, a black woman covered in mud held a verbena and handed it to a fat black girl, who ate it!

Pedro and Thomas also did not want to deal with the police, dropped their weapons and left.

"Leave no trace!" Thomas greeted Ronan and Pedro, smashed many bottles of wine, came to the open window, and lit a lighter.

Before Ronan left, he retrieved the gun and dagger, as well as the Glock 26.

I searched the black woman's bag again, but there was nothing but magazines and a few bottles and cans.

Thomas reminded: "Zombie fans are very dangerous."

Ronan threw the bottles and cans back, Thomas threw the lighter, and the three jumped out of the window and ran away.

Loud music was playing outside the bar, but it hasn't attracted too many people's attention yet. Ronan didn't drive a Cadillac, so Pedro might recognize it.

Thomas' car was blocked.

The three simply boarded Pedro's Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle, turned to the main road, and ran towards the east.

Pedro asked, "Where are you going?"

Ronan sat in the co-pilot, sorted the pistol and magazines, and put them in the bag that he carried across his shoulders: "I'm going to Mexicali."

Thomas said: "I'm going to Mexicali too. I want to return to Los Angeles as soon as possible and report the situation here to the church. The voodoo witch has appeared again!"

Pedro asked: "Isn't voodoo the state religion of Haiti?"

Thomas explained simply: "There is a difference between voodoo and voodoo."

Ronan took off his coat, and his arms were red, swollen and bruised. He was tense just now, and his brain was excited, but he didn't feel it. Now that he calmed down, his whole body ached.

Pedro turned around and asked, "Dude, are you all right?"

Ronan bared his teeth: "I can't die!" He looked back at Thomas: "Father, how about a healing spell?"

Thomas took out two bottles from his bag and threw them to Ronan: "Special medicine!"

Ronan picked it up and saw that it was painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs!And back to him: "Advance with the times!"

Thomas said: "In the age of the Dharma, the ancient things taught are not as effective as the medicines developed by modern science."

Far away from the bar, Pedro slowed down a little and asked, "Father, are there really those weird things in the world?"

The burly Thomas felt uncomfortable sitting in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz G. He changed his sitting position one after another and replied, "Friend, didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

"I..." Pedro said dryly, "I thought it was just a legend."

Thomas understood his worries and was relieved: "They have long been hidden, and they will not show up easily. The chance of encountering them is not high. I came to Mexico for fun and was going to drive back. I felt wrong passing by the bar. I was besieged as soon as I entered, and I won the lottery."

Pedro nodded again and again: "That's good, that's good."

Ronan asked a key point: "Can they be killed with a gun?"

"I haven't seen many." Thomas said: "Most of them can be solved with thermal weapons."

Ronan has the book of dominance, is already a first-tier predator, and is seeking to be promoted to a second-tier predator. With his current ability and physical condition, if he is hit by a bullet, he will die [-]% of the time.

Not to mention the bullets, he was thrown hard by telekinesis a few times, and was injured by Roshan Hei Niu's voodoo doll, and his body still hurts terribly to this day.

"Actually, you don't have to worry." Thomas brushed his brown hair, wondering if he was joking: "The technology mastered by humans has already reached the level of killing gods."

Ronan thought of nuclear weapons.

The three reported their names and identities to each other. Ronan used the name on the fake documents, called Brown, and his identity was a bounty hunter chasing a wanted criminal.

When they came to the edge of Mexicali, the three of them found a hotel and rested for a while before talking about anything else.

(End of this chapter)