Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black stockings Little Red Riding Hood!

"You misunderstood, the priest wants to help me expel the demon in my body."

The ignorant girl wanted to help the priest speak.

Hearing this, Rhodes lowered his head and glanced at this innocent girl.

There was no emotion on her cold face.

There was no point in explaining too much to such an ordinary person who was brainwashed by faith.

"Go wait outside, I want to talk to the priest."

He also wanted to talk to others, but his strength did not allow it.

He had the current strength, not to talk to others calmly.

But to let others communicate with him calmly.

The girl opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

But under the oppressive gaze of Rhode, she lowered her head and fled in panic in less than three seconds.

So scary!

The look in this guy's eyes is even more terrifying than that of a werewolf.

Father, it should be okay, right?

There were only two people left in the closed secret room.

Rhode put one hand in his pocket and slowly stretched out three fingers.

"Three questions"

"First, where did you know how to deal with werewolves?"

The priest's face suddenly changed when he heard this.

"I don't know what you are talking about. This is a church. You are not a believer of the Lord. Please leave here."

The priest was cold and angry and was about to drive Rhodes out.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

The priest, who was just aggressive, fell to the ground, holding his thigh, wailing in pain.

He looked at the strange black weapon in Rhodes' hand with horror.

The dark muzzle was emitting white smoke.

The dangerous and deadly breath made all the pores of the priest's body explode.

"I don't like this answer, so I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words."

Rod opened the revolver, dumped out the five remaining bullets, and put only one back into the revolver.

"You have five chances to answer the question. If you answer wrong once, I will pull the trigger."

"Bet on whether your Lord can bless you."

Rhodes showed a faint smile on his face, which looked like the devil's grin in the eyes of the priest.

No, it was even more hideous than the most vicious devil.

"The first question is, where did you know how to deal with werewolves?"

Rod half-knelt in front of the priest, raised his revolver and pressed it against his forehead.

The dark muzzle felt cold.

Facing the threat of death, the priest's mind went blank.

In an instant, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked around evasively, thinking about how to answer this question.

"3...2..."

Rhode didn't have the patience to waste time with him, so he started the countdown.

"It was the Lord's revelation, telling me through the oracle how to deal with werewolves."

The panicked priest blurted out subconsciously.

He hoped that this excuse that bewitched those stupid villagers could deceive the demon in front of him.

"" Is that so?"

Rhodes grinned, his two rows of white teeth shining with a sinister light.

Just when the priest thought he had escaped. A cold impact sounded beside his ears.

"There are still four chances. Do you think it will be this time or the next time?"

Rhodes still had that faint smile on his face, but the priest was already scared out of his wits.

A pool of liquid flowed directly from under his body.

"Yes, the village chief told me!"

The priest's face was full of fear.

He had accumulated virtue and done good deeds in his life and was the most devout believer of the Lord. Even if he died, he could not die so miserably.

When he thought of the scene of his head being blown up by this strange weapon, all the priest's psychological defenses were instantly destroyed.

"Why would he tell you?"

Rod narrowed his eyes.

If the village chief told the villagers how to deal with the werewolves, what about this priest who pretended to be a ghost?

"Because I saw him leave the village and secretly bring in supplies from outside the village at night."

The priest looked at Rhodes and still didn't dare to lie.

Bringing supplies in from outside?

This is interesting.

All villagers know that if they leave the village, they will be attacked by werewolves.

So how did the village chief leave the village safely?

Moreover, since the village chief can leave the village, why does he have to hide it ?

"last question"

"How many people have you brought in here?"

Rhode looked at the dim secret room, and it was obvious that this was the place where the priest used to satisfy his animal desires.

Moreover, it was definitely not the first time he did this.

""Ah?"

The priest was stunned. He didn't remember how many people he had brought here.

Seeing that the priest couldn't answer this question, Rhodes lowered the muzzle of the gun and pointed it between the priest's legs.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded, and the priest's wailing sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

"You should choose a reliable boss. You can meet him with one in five chances. The god you believe in doesn't seem to be very good."

Rhode looked at the bloody priest and shook his head helplessly.

He didn't do anything wrong. There was only one bullet in the gun.

If you want to blame someone, you can only blame this guy's bad luck.

He is useless even if he is given a chance.

Rhode turned and left.

His original body was also a Christian, but unfortunately he was a pure egoist.

If he had to believe in a religion, he only believed in money and power.

God?

What is that!

If there is such a thing, why are there so many sufferings in the world?

If the purpose of God's existence is to make humans feel pain and get salvation from it, then there is no need for God to exist.

This world is a quagmire, with endless suffering.

There is no need for the so-called Lord to create more suffering for the world.