American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

boom! ! ! ! !

The Winchester M1897 itself is a powerful shotgun. At close range, it is extremely powerful. Its impact can easily explode human limbs or even the entire body.

Although the special salt bullets are not lead bullets, the damage to evil spirits caused by his enchantment is equivalent to the damage caused by lead bullets to the human body.

I saw Basheba who had just appeared. The lower half of his body was exploded like a human body exploding. Of course, this was an explosion of resentment, but it was also very realistic. A large amount of flesh, blood, and internal organs were scattered everywhere and then disappeared.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

Obviously, this blow caused a lot of damage to Bathsheba, and the roar became louder than before, mixed with a hint of pain similar to that of a wild beast. It did not expect that the damage would be so great, and it had no time to take any action.

The strong sense of danger made Basheba feel that for the first time in his life, he should not come here, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

Click! ! ! !

Looking at Basheba with only half of his body left, Yorks kept moving, continued to pull the pump handle of the Winchester M1897, and pulled the trigger when the cartridge case ejected.

There was no nonsense. As soon as the first shot was fired, the second shot came right after.

In his memory of Ning Weize, he had seen too many movies and TV shows that were procrastinating and leading to the destruction of the group. Naturally, he, Yorkist, would not procrastinate.

boom! ! ! ! !

The Winchester M1897 shook, and the special salt bombs sprayed out once again blasted Basheba with only half of her body left.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

As the resentment exploded, the howling became even louder, and the pain mixed with it became deeper, so that the howling sound that resembled the sound of a wild animal began to approach the female voice, sharp and full of reluctance.

Click! ! ! !

Pursuing the victory, Yorks looked at the head with only a pair of hateful eyes, and continued to pull the pump handle. The trigger was already pulled before the cartridge case popped out.

boom! ! ! ! !

Those vicious eyes exploded instantly, dissipating along with the thin resentment.

Click! ! !

Looking at the empty place with no resentment left in front of him, Yorks pulled the pump handle again in case of emergency.

But he still frowned subconsciously as he watched. He was not sure that an evil spirit had been eliminated with just a few shots. He felt it carefully again, and the answer he got was that he could not feel the existence of the evil spirit.

"So weak?"

Yorkist, who had always been fighting against demons, looked at the unused cross, Bible, remaining salt bombs and the last bottle of holy water in the small bag on his chest, with a hint of embarrassment flashing across his expression.

This was completely out of his plan. He had prepared so much emotionally, but it was all about hitting ants with cannons, and there was no sense of accomplishment at all.

"Forget it, as long as the expulsion is successful, I can accept any result."

Yorks shook his head and wiped his eyes with magic power. Looking at the little resentment left, he still remained alert, and then looked to the other side.

Different from the resentment that has slowly dissipated, there is always a very thin group of resentment there, which is particularly obvious when there is no thick fog-like resentment covering it up.

Yorks fell silent and walked up the stairs, but when he was halfway there, he paused in the middle of the stairs, made a cross on his chest and said softly.

"If you want to leave, I can give you a ride here in half an hour. This is a blessing and the Lord's mercy to you..."

After saying that, Yorks walked up, took away the cross hanging on the small door, and gently closed the small door.

In the dim light, in the empty basement, a small sob sounded in the basement, becoming clearer and clearer...

"what's the situation?"

Several loud gunshots had already caused people in the living room to huddle together.

The adults all gathered outside, while the children hid in the protective circle inside.

Officer Bullard, who was holding another Winchester M1897, looked like a rattled porcupine with all its spikes spread out, staring at the stairs.

"Mr. Ed..."

Brad barked again as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know he was nervous.

"Mr. Ed, should we go over and take a look?"

Ed, who was also on the side, grabbed the cross given by Yorks and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay! Just the two of us..."

However, before he could signal to his wife Luo Lin, Luo Lin grabbed his hand.

"Wait, honey, I can't see anything."

Ed was stunned. He knew his wife's ability. If his wife couldn't see anything, then there were only two situations. Either the demon or evil spirit was so powerful that his wife couldn't touch it, or it was normal. Condition.

Ed stared blankly, his eyes slightly widened. Rowling immediately understood what her husband meant. She glanced at the extremely nervous Roger family behind her and nodded silently.

"The smell of evil is gone."

Everyone was alert to the surroundings, and their senses were sharper than before. Everyone looked at Luo Lin with expressions of disbelief and surprise.

"Did the priest really succeed in exorcising it?" Brad still did not relax his guard, his tone was hesitant.

"Um."

In order to confirm, Rowling scanned the house again. The yin and yang eyes are not omnipotent. In the final analysis, they can only see the supernatural. She is still an ordinary person, but Rowling can still feel that the atmosphere of the house has changed. In the past, she could feel The coldness that arrived has returned to normal.

"Is this exorcism? Really or not?" Drew on the side looked a little awkward. He only felt that his three views were showing signs of collapse.

"Just these few gunshots?"

Ed was relieved, he believed his wife's words.

"Drew, there are still many magical things in the world that we don't know about. You have to believe in Father York..."

Not only Ed, but everyone present except Drew, who was still awkward, softened and relieved their abnormally tense state.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs once again made their hearts lift up in their throats.

In particular, Brad's movements were particularly violent. He directly raised the Winchester M1897 and pointed it in the direction of the sound source, staring intently at it.

"Amen!"

The next second, as if they knew what they were doing, a voice came out before the figure appeared.

Hearing this familiar voice, Brad sat down directly on the ground and looked at the tall and powerful priest who appeared on the edge of the stairs, holding a Winchester M1897, and smiled bitterly.

"Father, if you don't show up again, my heart will explode!"

With the temporary instructions, Brad only felt a lot of pressure.

"Officer, you still need more experience..." Yorks slowly put away the shotgun and looked at everyone with a smile.

"The evil spirit has been successfully exorcised, and it is safe here."

After getting the real answer, Roger's family immediately gathered together and cried with joy. Finally, they no longer had to live a life of fear.

"hehe."

Ed and Rowling looked at each other and leaned close to each other, showing mutual smiles.

"Okay." Drew shrugged and looked at the priest who made him change his outlook. He knelt down and patted the shoulder of Officer Brad who was sitting on the ground and whispered.

"Man, you win, I've changed my mind."

Brad, who enjoyed the pleasure of relaxation after extreme tension, responded subconsciously.

"how?"

"Evil spirits can be killed with guns." Drew said.