People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

Francis's Bloor street in the early hours of the morning became more and more dangerous.

Randomly built sheds occupies every inch of the streets and alleys, leaving only a cramped space full of **** and even excrement for people to walk on.

Father Grantham was dressed in civilian clothes, dangling his pipe, and walking in it, looking like a detective who had picked up the private work of the noble lady.

However, Liu Ying, who was leaning on the door frame, turned a blind eye to him.

Dui smiled and beckoned the smelly workers behind him.

Grantham, who looked like a ghost, walked through the alleys so self-consciously, listening to the hum, crying, beating, and being silent from the stacked residential buildings.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Raising his hand to look at the bell tower in the distance, the memory picture given to him by Bishop Arthurs coincides at this moment.

-Dark alleys, clock towers, blue roofs, newspaper windows.

He turned his ear to listen, took out a potion, and poured it into his mouth.

In an instant, the spirituality became active, and countless inquisitive voices poured into my mind, and the noise that should have been disintegrating, at this time, it sounded like a natural sound.

This is the hymn of the hunter!

He stepped out, suddenly passed through the wall, and stepped into the hiding place for the prey.

"Well--"

"boom!"

With a muffled grunt, a gunshot, everything was calm.

The sound of gunshots made the streets of Bloor suddenly quiet, and I don't know how many ears were pricked up, but the terrible gunshots were no match for commonplace.

Soon, Xixi Suosuo's voice sounded again.

"Squeak!"

The door of the old house opened, and a curly-haired man dressed as a peasant with callous hands walked out with a stiff expression and walked out of the street.

At this time, there was a four-wheeled car waiting outside the street for a long time.

The curly-haired man had just walked out, and the driver pushed the car door.

"How? Nothing went wrong, right?"

"He shot it, but it didn't hurt anyone."

Grantham emerged from the old farmer.

——Just now he has been controlling the curly-haired man in the form of a ghost.

"That's good! News just came from Lancelot, and the target has been captured."

The driver opened the door so that Grantham could stuff the curly-haired man into the car.

"So fast?"

"Young people, always eager to do meritorious service." The driver shrugged.

"How many people is this already?" Grantham asked.

"Our team is the sixth, the other teams are not clear, it is estimated that it will not be less."

"It's incredible!"

Grantham looked surprised, and Sui Er said as if thinking of something: "Go, hurry back to business, a rare opportunity."

"Can your spirituality still support a battle? Next time you are in charge of watching the wind, leave the arrest task to me!" the driver suddenly said.

"Are you sure you can?"

"Fighting head-on, I'm really not sure. But if you have mental arithmetic or unintentional, maybe you can try."

The driver ignited the car and sprinted towards the church.

"You said how did Bishop Arthurs discover these heretics? How long has he been here?" Grantham couldn't help but sigh in the car.

"Who knows this?"

"You said what happened to him after he was taken away by the white worm?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know, but it is a miracle in itself to be able to come back alive under the claws of the old dominators."

Grantham was silent when he heard the words, and sighed for a long time:

"Master Bishop can return to Francis, this is our luck!"

It turned out that from last night, Bishop Arthurs suddenly summoned the priests and dispatched an urgent task of arresting heretics.

Facing Arthurs' first mission when he took office, everyone did not dare to neglect, and gathered quickly.

I thought it was three fires for new officials to take office. Who would have thought that Arthurs actually dispatched missions accurately!

The curly-haired man in the streets of Bloor;

The owner of Modima at the Sapir Antique Store;

Operator of movable type casting machine at Leno printing plant;

Billy Boys at Campbell Stadium;

The tobacco-trafficking girl in Biqier;

...And so on.

He not only pointed out the opponent's name accurately, but even knew where he was hiding, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Even though the priests who got the list were unbelievable, they still carried out the arrest mission immediately.

Because this task is too clear, if you can't even complete such a task, it's easy to leave a handle.

As the mission progressed, everyone was shocked.

All the people on the arrest list are heretics, without exception.

This fact made the priests' eyes greenish when they were shocked.

In their opinion, where is this heresy?

This is clearly a medal full of glory!

...

...

This night, for Francis, it was destined to be no longer peaceful!

However, for ordinary people, it is no different from usual.

No!

For Mary Ann, a devout believer, there are still some differences.

Yesterday, she heard from neighbors participating in the baptism that Bishop Byron had been promoted to the white patriarch and transferred from Francis.

Now the bishop of Francis is Arthurs with black hair and black eyes!

The news almost didn't scare Marian's heart out.

She has met Arthurs!

Those black eyes still reminded her to feel a sense of horror.

It is even more rumored in the market that he came from the abyss of hell, and only the kind and compassionate Bishop Byron would take in such a person.

As a result, she didn't expect that such a demon's son would become an adult bishop.

This……

Marianne couldn't describe her mood, and she didn't even sleep well all night.

No, at dawn, she carried the canvas bag with the Scriptures on her back, went to the Cathedral of Dawn, and went to morning prayer.

As we walked into the cathedral, more and more believers participated in morning prayers.

Everyone walked in twos and threes. They were supposed to talk about the family. When listening carefully, they were almost all talking about the new bishop-Arthurs.

"Have you heard? That Arthurs became our Master Bishop."

"Which Arthurs? What else? It's the alien with black hair and black eyes."

"what?"

"I heard he is the son of the devil!"

"Oh, did you hear that too?"

"Isn't it? You said that normal people will put up a limited watch? There are only demons, even if they are bathed in the light of my lord's mercy, they are still stingy."

"Oh, keep your voice down!"

Xixi Suosuo's discussion echoed on the road of morning prayer.

The discussion stopped abruptly until we stepped into the Francis Cathedral~www.readwn.com~, and everyone was shocked by the scene before us.

I saw in the front of the huge cathedral, full of priests in robes.

They sat quietly on the prayer mat, unfolded the holy scriptures, whispered in whispers, and waited for the beginning of morning prayer.

This scene caused the believers to subconsciously shut their mouths.

In other words, the sacred cathedral also made them afraid to speak rashly.

Before long, as the second bell rang in the early morning, the bishop, dressed in a red robe, lined with pure white satin, and with the imprint of the **** of dawn on his chest, stepped into the cathedral through the back door.

Seeing the believers who presided over the morning prayers again, there was a dead silence.

——Really a black-haired and black-eyed alien Arthurs!

In the mixed eyes of the believers, Bishop Arthurs walked all the way to the preaching platform, put down the Dawn Scriptures, and began a day of morning prayer.

However, today's morning prayer is destined to be full of blasphemy.