American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Okay! I know your answer, Father. Thank you for your answer."

Andre took a serious look at the unmoved priest who was taller than him, turned around and strode away.

Yorks sighed and walked to the small room on the right, where there was a suitcase he had hidden.

He had already been mentally prepared for the Grizzly Bear Gang to come to his door. However, the Grizzly Bear Gang came a little late and unexpectedly, and he almost forgot about it.

When Andre disappeared from the door, Yorks had already pulled out a suitcase from the cabinet next to the door, opened it and found a SHAK-12 heavy assault rifle and two magazines on it.

There are two flash bombs and a grenade next to it.

The SHAK-12 heavy assault rifle has an ammunition capacity of 20 rounds and is equipped with 12.7 mm super-large caliber ammunition.

It can penetrate the armor of light armored vehicles, and can even easily penetrate standard reinforced concrete walls within an effective range of 100 meters.

Made for street fighting, body armor has the exclusive title of one-hit kill.

It is worth mentioning that this is a gun made in Grizzly Bear Country, the same country as Andre who introduced himself.

The information about SHAK-12 flashed through his mind. Yorks quickly picked up the gun, then buckled a magazine on the belt of the god's robe, and then picked up a flash grenade...

At this moment.

outside the door.

Andre's face changed from calm to cold. He looked at the fifteen men in suits who had been brought. He first looked at the leader, Gregory, and said coldly.

"Gregory! Destroy this church!"

The equally burly Gregory nodded, waved, then picked up the pistol and walked toward the church door with both hands clasped.

Behind him, some of the fifteen Grizzly Gang elites took out their pistols from their waists, and some picked up their rifles or submachine guns, and walked toward the door while alert.

One after another poured in, but no trace of the target was found.

Grigory pointed to the small rooms on both sides and waved.

"Search!"

However, at this moment, the candles that had been burning on both sides were instantly extinguished, and the entire hall fell into darkness.

His vision was completely black, Grigory's whole body tensed up, and his voice sounded at the same time.

"Careful! Obstructed view! Stay alert!"

Under this sound, a flash bomb appeared from the room on the right, rolling on the ground with a bang.

The sound appeared, and in an instant, the dark church was filled with gunfire, and all fifteen firearms focused their fire in the direction of the sound source.

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

When Andre heard the gunfire outside, he didn't even look back. He just picked up a pack of cigarettes, took out one, lit it, and put it into his mouth gracefully.

He looked at the scene outside, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a cloud of smoke...

at the same time.

"wrong!!!"

Not hearing any sound, Grigory felt a bad feeling in his heart and was about to give a warning.

Bang! ! A blinding light burst out, blinding him and his men for a moment.

The field of vision was blurry, and Grigory's mind was completely buzzing. Based on instinct, he immediately lay down to the side and roared.

"hide!!!"

However, hearing what had long since disappeared from his ears [a little magic has been used], the magic in his body automatically covered his eyes. Yorks grinned and flashed out of the room holding a SHAK-12 heavy assault rifle in both hands.

With his magical vision able to penetrate darkness, Yorkist blasted the nearest person first.

boom! ! !

The 12.7×55mm bullets sprayed by SHAK-12 ignored the defense of the bench and hit the target.

In an instant, his head exploded like a watermelon.

Yorks walked slowly, pulling the trigger one after another.

boom! ! !

A man who was still standing was blown away on the spot. Even with a body armor, there was still a bloody hole in his chest.

boom!

A person hiding in the gap between the benches was killed on the spot without even making a sound, and the pieces of the benches were scattered everywhere.

boom! ! !

boom! !

One after another, they all died under the muzzle of the SHAK-12 heavy assault rifle.

"Voice! Voice!!"

Grigory was lying in the gap between the two rows of stools, listening to the roaring gunshots, which kept roaring.

"Fight back!!!!Fight back!!!!"

But what he didn't know was that his roar and command were so powerless.

What he didn't know was that when his men wanted to follow the sound and fight back, they would always be taken care of by a 12.7×55mm bullet that arrived in advance.

“Ёбтвоюмать”

Hearing the gunfire still roaring, Grigory cursed and remained still, pointing his pistol in the direction of the sound source.

However, at this moment, the roaring gunfire stopped and started again.

boom!

Before he could pull the trigger, a strong and severe pain came. Gregory groaned and almost fainted from the pain. He seemed to be unable to feel the presence of his right hand. He subconsciously touched his shoulder, and it was all wet to the touch. Feel.

"Ёбтвоюмать! (F***!)" He cursed again, as if to vent his pain.

Before the pain could be digested, Gregory heard another set of footsteps stopping beside him.

At this time, his vision recovered a little. In a daze, Gregory saw a high priest holding a gun in one hand, saw the sign of the cross, and heard Amen.

"Hold!"

Grigory seemed to already know the result and cursed.

"What a s**t monster!"

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment!"

Yorks looked expressionless and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Grigory's head and neck exploded instantly, and some debris mixed with blood and water splashed, but half of it stopped a few centimeters away and scattered in the opposite direction.

"Finish."

After dealing with the last person in the hall, Yorks subconsciously scanned the hall.

Shockingly, some indescribable objects were scattered all over the hall. Blood was slowly flowing on the walls. A large piece of the neat benches was broken, and the hall was in a mess.

"You don't seem to have seen that guy?"

Thinking of Andre, Yorks pursed his lips, held the SHAK-12 heavy assault rifle and walked outside.

Because of this gun battle, everything in the hall had to be replaced, and these large and small things stayed with him for a long time.

...a little angry.

As soon as he walked out, Yorkshire smiled at the scene that appeared in front of him, not knowing whether to be angry or what.

In front of him, Andre was standing at the open door of the church, holding a cigarette butt in one hand and putting his other hand in his trouser pocket, with a very cool and thoughtful expression on his face.

"Hey, um, that Andre?"

Andre, who didn't seem to get the sound he wanted, turned around in surprise.

Seeing his dull look, Yorks wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to pull the trigger and had nothing to say to the dead man.

boom!

The muzzle of SHAK-12 vibrated.

Andre's upper body, which did not have a body armor, was directly blown to pieces, and indescribable fragments mixed with blood were sprinkled at the door of the church.

Overall, the mess was unbearable to look at. Yorks sat down on the steps at his feet and looked at the humanoid body on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face.

"No devil is as arrogant as you."

As he said that, Yorks looked at the dirt around the corpse, and what came to his mind was the scavenger that Yohan had introduced to him...