Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 189 Gong Qing escapes from prison
"Why do you say that?" Xu Si took a long puff of cigarette and frowned even more tightly.

Saint Hermia calmly replied: "As far as I know, followers of the Black Mass Cult will contact their companions every once in a while when performing tasks.

Once there is no contact after the expiration date, it will be regarded as an accident, and then the companions acting together will immediately cut off contact with each other, and all strongholds will be invalidated. After finding a shelter again, they will remain silent until confirmed. Contact will be reestablished only after the lost companion has died.

As for your idea of ​​using this person to seduce his companions, with all due respect, it is simply impossible. People in the Black Mass Cult have no emotions at all. If a companion is caught, [-]% of them will choose to stand by and watch. "

"Isn't there still [-]% of people?" Xu San asked.

Hermia shook her head: "There are still [-]% of people who will directly kill him to avoid future troubles!"

"What a cold-blooded and ruthless organization." Zhang Chulan couldn't help but shudder.

"They are just a bunch of inhuman beasts. Even after being purified by the Holy Light, they are not worthy of seeing the Holy Land. They can only go to hell to be with the devil." As the saint spoke, both her tone and eyes were full of disgust.

"In that case, let's interrogate them quickly and send them to see Satan after the interrogation."

As he spoke, Zhang Chuyi snapped his fingers, rubbed a cluster of flames on his fingertips, and put them on the face of the believer to roast.

Burning is one of the most painful forms of death penalty in the world. The pain of burning one's body in flames is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand.

What is more painful than being burned at the stake is being burned by the flames and not being able to die.

Of course, this small fire could not endanger the life of the Black Mass cultist, but the excruciating pain also woke him up from a deep coma.

Before the freed believer had time to scream, Zhang Chuyi removed his chin and then his shoulders with great speed.

Ever since the last time the captured prisoner bit his tongue and committed suicide because of his carelessness, Zhang Chuyi has been more thoughtful.

Before each interrogation, it must be ensured that the prisoner has lost the ability to resist completely before proceeding, otherwise he will feel very insecure.

However, such capable and domineering behavior fell in the eyes of everyone in the Holy See, and it also made them feel shocked.

After confirming that the cultist was safe, Zhang Chuyi put his chin back on.

You... how dare you imprison the followers of Black God! "

This was the first sentence the believer spoke, but he spoke in English, which few people here could understand.

"What did he say?" Xu Si's English was limited to knowing the 26 letters from A to Z and some simple daily expressions, but he knew nothing else.

Zhang Chuyi looked at the person with the highest academic qualifications in the Zhang family, Zhang Chulan.

"He said you dared to imprison the followers of Black God." Zhang Chulan's English was pretty good. After searching for vocabulary, he translated the correct answer.

"Who is the Black God? How many divisions does it have?" Zhang Chuyi leaned down and slapped the believer twice, "Be honest, if you open your mouth when I ask you, shut up if I don't ask you!"

"Brother, he can't understand what you said." Zhang Chulan spread his head helplessly, "And I can't translate these words."

"I'll do it." Hermia stood up and walked over.

As soon as the believer saw Hermia, his eyes immediately showed deep hatred, as if he wanted to turn his eyes into sharp knives and stab Hermia full of holes.

"Cultists, my intuition tells me that you are not here to assassinate me, you must have other intentions.

If you are willing to confess honestly, it means that you still have some conscience. After being purified by the Holy Light, you may have a chance to wash away your sins. "Hermia asked coldly, without any trace of her usual gentleness.

"A bitch is talking about redemption with me, Cavor?" The cultist laughed wildly.

"Stubborn." Hermia was not irritated, but her eyes became colder and colder, as if she was staring at a hopeless fanatic.

"Actually, it's okay to tell you ignorant people." Cavor moved his back and leaned against the wall: "It was indeed my impromptu intention to assassinate you, a bitch of the Holy See. As for the real purpose, I'd rather leave it to you." I'll leave it up to you to guess.

But don’t worry, the four Mass Masters will soon bring disaster and destruction to you. You will have nowhere to escape, and will eventually wait for death in endless fear! "

Cavor became more and more crazy as he talked, to the point where his saliva flew everywhere and his body trembled violently. Those who didn't know it thought it was Hermia and others who were captured.

"Who do you think you are?" Zhang Chuyi flew up and kicked Cavor in the mouth, causing blood to fly out and two of his front teeth to spit out.

"It seems that he is a die-hard member and has no interrogation value." Xu Si sighed, thinking of the Lu family's soul-clearing technique.

However, the company just asked old Mrs. Lu Cilu to help a while ago, and now it is troublesome for others. I'm afraid it won't be good.

"Black Mass believers are not afraid of death. Pain is also a kind of practice for them, so..." Hermia did not finish her words, but it was already obvious what she wanted to express.

Cavor, who was kicked over by Zhang Chuyi, slowly got up from the ground. At this time, he saw Feng Baobao at the end of the crowd.

Lord Black God, what did he see?
"Perfect sacrifice!" Cavor suddenly shouted loudly, and everyone immediately showed surprised expressions.

"She is the most perfect sacrifice to the Black God. Using her flesh, body, and soul as a container, the great Black God will return to the world!"

After the roar ended, Cavor stared at Baobao Feng with extremely fanatical eyes, and then laughed sharply. This strange scene made everyone around him feel horrified.

"What did he say?" Xu San asked Zhang Chulan quickly, with murderous intent in his eyes. At the same time, he used his mind to control the stones on the ground to surround Cavor's head, making him shut his mouth completely.

Zhang Chulan replied with a gloomy face: "He said...Sister Bao'er is a perfect container. If she is sacrificed, Lord Black God can come back to the world."

At this moment, everyone in the courtyard was murderous.

Not just to Cavour, but to the Black Mass Cult as a whole.

Very few people in China can see how extraordinary Sister Baoer is. I didn't expect that she would be targeted by a foreigner. If I had known about it, I wouldn't have let her come and get involved.

"I'll give you one last chance." Xu San was anxious. After removing the stone, he grabbed Cavor's collar: "Report your accomplices, and I can guarantee your life safety, otherwise I will wait for you." It will be a huge pain!"

Caval didn't answer, just grinned nervously.

He knew that he would not survive. Once a member of the Black Mass fell into the enemy's hands, they were not allowed to return. There was no other way except death.

But he is not afraid of death, because every Black Mass believer can enter the arms of the Black God after death, which is the highest treatment they can enjoy.However, he still hated the people who caused his life to end prematurely, so he began to abuse everyone present without any bottom line.

All kinds of dirty and disgusting words were thrown out at once, and the women present were the focus of his attention.

Zhang Chuyi and the others did not understand most of the words used by the Black Mass cultists to curse people, but they all understood common words such as Fake and Bichi, and they also knew that this person would not be able to detect anything.

So, Zhang Chuyi held a ball of flame and threw it into Cavor's mouth where he was cursing.

The bright red flames quickly spread from his mouth and began to burn towards the base of his tongue.

Xu San and Xu Si, who wanted to hear the screams, were doomed to be disappointed. The pure Yang Fire quickly burned Cavor's vocal cords. He could only open his eyes wide in horror and use the resonance of his nose and chest to make a sound without any sound. He groaned in pain, which made the helper who was scolded just now feel relieved.

However, Cavor's vitality was far more tenacious than they imagined. Even though his whole body was engulfed in flames, he was still not dead. His chest was still heaving, and he was still breathing like a broken bellows.

Zhang Chuyi had no choice but to look at Hemia who was standing aside: "Saint, you are a professional."

Hermia took a step forward without hesitation and extended her palm to Cavor: "Your sinful soul has been eroded, and it will fall into purgatory forever. This is the last time that the Holy Light will shine on you. "

This curse, like a prayer, was the most vicious thing she could say.

Everyone in the world has sinned, but as long as you are willing to repent, the Father will be willing to forgive him. After all, the Father is so kind and loving.

But there is one kind of person who will never be forgiven, and that is the person who sold his soul to the devil and the devil

For example, take the Black Mass cultist in front of you. No matter how painfully he prays to the Father for repentance, it will not help. He will be killed mercilessly without any mercy.

The holy light, with its fiery aura, spurted out from Hermia's palm, completely covering the entire body of the Black Mass cultist.

White smoke rose from his body, and in just a few seconds, a large living person melted into the holy light.

"Is it gone?" Zhang Chulan looked at the black stick-shaped mark left on the ground in surprise, thinking that the light emitted by the saint was comparable to a plasma weapon.

"I have to report the Black Mass Cult matter to Director Zhao quickly, so I won't stay any longer." Xu Si patted Zhang Chuyi on the shoulder, then grabbed Feng Baobao's arm and turned around to leave...

Nightfall in the city always falls earlier in autumn. Compared with the lively scene in summer, autumn evenings are undoubtedly much cooler, but the flow of people is still the same.

In a slightly remote alley, two drunkards supported each other and staggered forward. Even so, they each still held a wine bottle in their hands. The bottle was empty, but they He poured it into his mouth from time to time.

Soon, in this alley filled with debris, they tripped and fell, slumped on the ground like mud.

"What the hell?" A drunkard vented his anger and kicked the thing that tripped the two brothers.

Although they were drunk, their minds were not completely shut down. The touch from the soles made him feel something was wrong. It seemed that this thing was a bit soft.

The drunkard moved his body and crawled to the side of the thing. The alley was dark, and apart from the breathing of him and another companion, there were only weird meows.

The drunk man took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight.

The horrifying scene in front of him made the drunkard's wine quickly turn into cold sweat, and then he let out a shrill scream.

Soon, the police arrived at the scene, followed closely by the employees of Nadutong.

As if they had been notified, they carried out investigation and evidence collection in an orderly manner after arriving at the scene, during which no one spoke.

In the police car, two frightened drunks were comforted by the police officers, each wearing a blanket.

The yellow blockades were quickly pulled up, and by the time all the work was done, it was already approaching dawn.

Some citizens who got up early for morning exercises discovered the situation here, and came over curiously to find out.

However, ordinary people must not be able to get close, and the answer they received was simply that a case had occurred and was under investigation.

A murder case of a heinous nature like this would have been on the morning news or even a hot search on Weibo.

However, so far, I have not seen a single relevant report on the Internet, and the news has obviously been blocked online.

At the same time, the headquarters of Nadutong Company was also brightly lit.

To be precise, the lights in the company have not been turned off since last night.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Fangxu took a sip of coffee to cheer up his aging society.

Bi Youlong nodded: "It is confirmed to be the work of the Black Mass Cult. They will leave marks on the bodies of the sacrifices after the ceremony, making them easy to identify."

"Check more to see if there are any other victims." Zhao Fangxu rubbed his temples and felt a little dizzy.

Bi Youlong glanced at him: "Go and take a nap if you can't stand it anymore. How young do you think you are when you are six or seventy years old?"

"Sleep?" Zhao Fangxu chuckled, "How can I sleep in this situation?"

"Isn't it just a few extra bugs, and the acting head of Quan Xing has escaped from prison? It's not a big deal. What kind of trouble can it cause?" Bi Youlong's tone was calm, as if these were The emergency was nothing to him.

This is indeed the case. Once everyone recognizes the truth, whether it is the Black Mass Cult or Quan Xing, they can be eradicated easily.

But what Zhao Fangxu wants to figure out now is what exactly these people want to do and who is the real culprit behind the scenes.

"Has the inner ghost been found?" Zhao Fangxu raised his head, his eyes becoming sharp again.

"Can't find it." Bi Youlong shook his head, "That person's disguise technique is so superb that he can't be traced at all.

In addition, there seems to be some strange movement on Behemoth's side. "

"It's been a troubled time." Zhao Fangxu sighed, "Let Xu Si's side be warned, and then send more manpower to avoid things going wrong."

(End of this chapter)