The Death Knell

Explaining to the drooling little widow that they were going to the back to discuss business, Jesse led the three Deathstrokes to the back of the church. After passing through the messy preparation room, they saw the windowless utility room.

The angels felt a little uncomfortable, and the breath of the vampires made them very uncomfortable, but they remembered Deathstroke's words before coming, telling them to shut up.

So the two just hugged the cookie box tightly and stood behind the mortal like wooden stakes.

The door of the utility room was pushed open by Jesse, and a smell of dust accompanied by a foul smell came. The vampire was not sleeping in a coffin, but his face was covered with a magazine full of "fabric-saving women", quietly Lying quietly on the bed.

He was not breathing and had no pulse, as if he was dead.

The difference was that he jumped up when he heard someone opening the door. Getting up was much easier than getting out of the coffin.

His first reaction when seeing the angel was to show his teeth, but after seeing his own kind walking with the angel, he still gave the visitor a chance to explain.

"Okay, now everyone's identities have been exposed, let's talk frankly." Su Ming looked at Jesse who looked surprised and said the showdown: "Father, as you can see, I and I Cassidy is a vampire, and the two behind me are angels.”

"...!!!"

Jesse would just stare blankly with his eyes wide open, not knowing how to react.

The habit of drinking since childhood has almost destroyed his brain. Now when these supernatural creatures appear in front of him, his mind just goes blank.

Su Ming looked at his face that resembled Howard's, smiled and rubbed his fingers in front of him a few times to bring him back to his senses before continuing:

"You see, angels will never die. You and Cassidy killed them once last night, but they didn't care. Instead, they came to me. They knew that you and I were good friends, so they asked me to be an intermediary. people."

"What does this mean? My friend, don't you know that angels are our enemies?" Cassidy frowned. He showed restraint, but his fangs were still exposed outside his lips.

Edward, who was pretending to be a friend, hugged his friend and patted him on the shoulder: "You have lived for more than three hundred years, why don't you understand the truth of this world? There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. I will bring them here I’m helping you, how can I harm my own compatriots?”

The vampire looked at the angel who was silent and expressionless, and then at Jesse who was in panic and sighed:

"Well, I believe you, friend, they tried to kill Jesse last night and we were just fighting back."

"It's not murder, I just need to get something out of Jesse's chest." Deathstroke shook his head and looked at Jesse to explain: "They didn't say that the identity of the angel was true yesterday, but what they said is true. One thing Something dangerous is inside Jesse and they have to take it back.”

The priest sniffed and wiped the stubble on his chin: "I was drunk yesterday. They said it was the creation of the world or something? I can't remember clearly. I only remember that they took out a chain saw? "

Su Ming glanced at the thin man, and the angel nodded, indicating that he indeed planned to use a chainsaw to cut open Jesse's chest yesterday.

What else to do? Bones are so hard that a scalpel cannot solve the problem.

Su Ming rolled his eyes secretly, even if Jesse was pretty drunk last night, you can't disembowel someone while they are awake, without even anesthesia. Shouldn't the patient jump up from the operating table?

"Well, don't worry about those details. I told them that the way they handled things was too rough and wrong, and they also realized their mistakes." Deathstroke coughed dryly and cleared his throat: "Please understand the difficulties in heaven, angels You rarely come to earth, so you have no experience. After I told them some common sense, heaven and God want to negotiate a deal with you."

Paradise, such a familiar yet unfamiliar word. Familiar because the priest talks about it every day, but unfamiliar because... does it really exist? !

Jesse is a priest after all. For the sake of heaven and God, of course he is willing to forgive the two angels.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be thrown into hell? Anyone who is familiar with the Bible knows how terrible the vengeance of God and angels is.

"Okay, a deal, I like deals." He wiped his sweaty palms on his black robe: "Say it, I'm listening."

Su Ming smiled calmly, took out two oversized suitcases from under his windbreaker, and opened the zippers with a swish of sounds: "They are willing to pay for the ball of light that falls into your body. Here is five million US dollars."

When the lid of the box was lifted, the colorful banknotes immediately dazzled the eyes of the priest and the vampire.

Deathstroke doesn't have the money in this world, but it doesn't matter, the Holy Killer does.

In the past, he came to the world under the command of God and killed many people. Some people wanted to sell their lives for money before they died, but the saint killed the people and took the money.

But he had no place to spend money in the underworld, so he took everything with him when he came out this time.

Anyway, Deathstroke said that it could help him see his wish, and a few boxes of papers were nothing, so he generously contributed his savings. After all, he was a dead man, an innocent killer, and he had nowhere to spend the money.

Jesse knew his stuff. He immediately licked his thumb, picked up a pile of banknotes and counted them. They were all old banknotes with non-consecutive numbers, and they were all clean.

While counting the money, he also asked: "What is in my chest? It sounds very valuable."

"It is indeed a good thing, but it is not a good thing that ordinary humans should hold." Su Ming put his hands behind his back, stepped on his heels, and pretended to be helpless and said: "The thing that fell on your chest is a weapon from heaven. , I can’t explain it to you in detail, just think it’s a magic version of a nuclear warhead.”

"Ah? A nuclear bomb?" Even if Jesse was uneducated, he still knew about nuclear bombs. He looked at the angels: "Then take it away quickly. I sold it to you. Why would such a dangerous thing be thrown into the world? Come? You should have said this was 'Broken Arrow'!"

When you think of nuclear bombs, you think of radiation, and subconsciously you think of danger.

Even if there are various scientific proofs that the storage environment of nuclear bombs is very safe, but if they had the choice, who would be willing to sleep with a nuclear bomb?

What's more, it can still be sold for money now, and Jesse is most in need of money.

The church he inherited from his father, which is now his residence, needs to be repaired; his ex-girlfriend sold drugs and lost the boss's goods, and is now being hunted, so he can get money to compensate; the church manager's sister always seduced him, but he was caught in the pocket because Being shy, I can only pretend to be confused and dare not touch her.

‘If I have these five million, my fate will be determined by me! ’

Jesse was counting the money as if he was in a daze. He suddenly clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Su Ming didn't care what he was thinking. Anyway, with the defense of the

He tilted his head towards the fat and thin people, indicating that they could start work: "You see, the priest is indeed a devout believer in the Lord. For the sake of heaven, he is willing to return the weapon. Don't use the chain saw this time, it will be too bloody. That’s not good either. Is there any other way to get Chuangshi out?”

The thin man nodded. He put his suitcase on the shelf nearby and took out a vacuum cleaner.

He quickly unscrewed the flat tip at the front, leaving only the tube whizzing air.

"Actually, we could have changed the tools yesterday if he asked, although it was a little slower." The thin man seemed helpless. He realized that he still didn't understand human beings, and sighed: "As long as the priest is willing to take off his pants, it will be fine. I still have Vaseline here.”

Su Ming guessed what the operation would be. He didn't want to see it, so he turned around and left while taking the dazed Cassidy away. He handed the vampire a few bags of plasma, and the two walked to the corridor to look out.

"Friend, when Jesse gets rich, ask him to buy you a good coffin. You look so embarrassed sleeping on the shelf."

Cassidy looked like he was out of his body. He drank a few mouthfuls of blood first, and then said in a daze: "Let me slow down first, my mind is very confused now, five million dollars, I have never seen so much money. !”

Deathstroke smiled and said nothing, letting the vampire beside him make a sound like sucking jelly, which was because he was taking a big gulp of blood pressure.

The real "poor man" has probably exchanged five million into countless blood bags in his mind, right?

But this is enough. Without Chuangshi, these two people's lives will be better, and they will not be dragged into the vortex of various disputes. This money will be enough for them to be rich for a lifetime.

On my side, I have naturally gained convenience. It will be much easier to find God after Creation is obtained. Once the guy is killed, the Holy Killer can board the ship, and the preparations for the extermination plan are almost completed.

I hope the Laughing Bat will like the gift I prepared for him. It would be great if he could show some fearful expression before he died...