American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Yes, I understand, Father."

John Wick put a classic SCAR series automatic rifle and a commonly used Viper pistol into his backpack, zipped up the backpack and picked it up.

"I'll do my job."

Yorks smiled, untied the cross on his chest, handed it to John Wick, who still looked calm, and said with a smile.

"Welcome to the Church of Pluto, John."

"Thanks."

…………………………

It didn't matter what he did when he was alone in Pluto's church.

But when the church began to have Robert, a hard-working staff member, and Irene, he naturally became more attentive.

Prevent all accidents from happening.

In the world of ordinary people, the strength of the God of Death is definitely one of the top.

Rich combat experience and combat skills.

The shooting technique of hitting wherever you point.

Basically, you can avoid some so-called interference, such as gangs or other things.

After all, some people don't have eyesight, just like the Grizzly Bear Gang and others who have been cleaned up.

As for the monsters and ghosts, in the final analysis, it is still up to him. How could he let others snatch his mission baby? No, snatch his monster...

Thinking of this, Yorks glanced at John Wick sitting in the passenger seat, slowly stepped on the accelerator and headed for his destination.

Where are the places that are most likely to trigger believers?

The answer is poor neighborhoods and people at the bottom.

As for the reason, everyone knows. Even so, both of them have benefited.

The people at the bottom found the strength and faith of psychological support after their real needs could not be met, while the churches and churches found devout believers after completing their missionary missions.

So along the way, Yorks began to find that the security around him was changing more and more.

From good to bad, a sea change.

There were several fights going on in the ordinary streets just passing by.

There have even been blatant dupin transactions.

Because of this, a large number of homeless ghosts appear in some trading locations.

At such a distance, Yorks saw that some people were already suffering from poison, rolling on the ground in pain.

I also saw some people standing still like walking zombies, waiting for someone or some movement to trigger them to start a crazy biting mode.

Then in a quiet neighborhood, I saw suspected gang members gathered together, acting like they were arrogant, staring at his car and passing people with unkind eyes, avoiding all the snakes and scorpions on the road...

"John, what do you think?"

Seeing that the destination was approaching, Yorkshire drove calmly through the indifferent road.

John Wick replied calmly: "I understand why you want me to protect the people in the church."

Yorkist sighed: "I have no choice but to do so. Our deacons and nuns are too ambitious, and you will probably have to follow her around."

John Wick still looked calm and said seriously: "Father, I am mentally prepared."

Hearing this, Yorks looked over and saw only the calm expression on his face and the steady heartbeat.

Is he worthy of being the top killer in the world of killers? His psychological quality is still many times stronger than that of ordinary people. Throughout the whole process, this god of death has always been very calm. Even if he wants to experience another world now, he is still like this. calm.

Fighting and killing can really train people.

Yorks felt nostalgia in his heart.

I was very immature when I first came here. To be able to have the calmness and salty mentality I have now, I have experienced a lot of fighting and killing all the way to this point.

"actually……"

Looking back, Yorks said calmly: "On the whole, I am still free."

John Wick, as usual, said matter-of-factly: "Yeah."

Yorks never talked about this topic again, just looked at the crowd in the distance in front of him and said calmly.

"arrive."

………………

"Can the priest you mentioned really be able to deal with this monster?"

Reston had recovered, his eyes were red and swollen, and his depressed look after venting his anger was more energetic than before.

"Yes." Irene replied firmly. After experiencing the previous things, she had infinite confidence in her priest.

After responding, the phone in her hand also vibrated. When she saw the caller, Irene picked up the call immediately.

"Father Yorks?"

"Look to your right."

Listening to the priest's words, Irene looked to the right, where a very impressive muscle car was parked.

"see it."

"I saw it."

At this moment, Yorks looked at Eileen and the man standing next to him in the distance through the car window and smiled.

"To avoid wasting time, I won't go down, so just bring the victim over here."

After saying that, he saw Eileen already walking away and hung up the phone.

at the same time.

"Sister, where are you going?" Reston asked.

"The priest is in that car." Irene replied calmly, leading the way:

"Follow me, please."

Reston subconsciously looked in the direction and found a car that looked like a beast parked on the street in the distance.

"Is this the priest's car?"

Reston followed him with a confused look on his face. He just felt like a kite being held by a nun.

Only when he was sitting in the car did he suddenly wake up.

Because there were two people sitting in the front seat.

A priest wearing divine robes and another man who appears to be a clergyman as well.

The burly man had an aura about him that made him restless.

Forget it, what he didn't expect was that the priest next to him was completely different from the priest he imagined. In fact, he was stronger and more powerful than the man next to him, giving people a stronger sense of oppression.

"Is this really the priest?"

There was a trace of hesitation in Reston's eyes, but when he saw the priest looking at him, Reston shrank his head in fright.

"Eileen, where is the painting you mentioned? Show it to me."

Yorks glanced at Reston, who was down and out, and said calmly to Irene, who was observing John Wick.

"Yes, Father."

When the priest spoke, Irene could only put away her observation eyes and handed over the drawings she had been keeping in her hand.

Yorks took it easily, sat upright again and began to uncover the drawings.

As the folded drawing was revealed, as Erin said before, what was revealed in this drawing was only a monster that resembled a spider.

"It has slender limbs that resemble spider legs and a ferocious face. What kind of monster is this? A speed type?"

York's eyebrows raised slightly.

In his impression, including the movies and TV shows he watched in his previous life, most of these spider-shaped monsters are speed-type.

With such a concept in mind, Yorks took back the drawing, looked up at the rearview mirror, and stared at Reston who was huddled up.

"Hello, can you continue to tell me what happened."

Reston subconsciously looked at the nun next to him.

Erin nodded.

Reston took a deep breath: "Okay!"