Gabriel was so disgusting by this incident that he summoned the man who killed Zhao Song. Not only did he not kill Zhao Song, but he wanted to cause trouble and target him, his great benefactor!

The person he wanted to kill became his helper, and he had to take action to save people several times.

He felt like a fly was eaten from his throat again.

His throat rolled slightly.

He felt that something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down.

He retching twice.

The nameless liver fire in his heart almost set off from his liver position and burned everything to ashes!

But he still held it back.

His wings and his pupils turned into pure black at some point.

Even a trace of light could not be reflected.

He had already completed half of his depravity but he still didn't know it.

He was still shrouded in fear in front of him.

He is still afraid of God.

The longer he serves God, the more he knows the horror of God.

He knew that no matter what happened, the leader of the Black Wizard Corps was his primary enemy.

Only by killing the enemy in front of him first can he have a future!

As for Zhao Song.

Not worth worrying.

Just a stupid mortal.

After dealing with this matter, he can kill him at any time.

While fighting, Gabriel worked hard to build his own psychology.

But he obviously did not convince himself.

He became more paranoid!

Zhao Song ignored the angel above.

He didn't know that this lofty angel had his liver fire burned out because of a mortal.

If he knew, he would be laughing.

Yes, he is such a superficial person.

How to repay kindness with kindness?

Repay grievances with righteousness and virtue.

You, Gabriel, wanted to deal with me, but this thing came up.

This is not worthy of it!

That is, Gabriel was wary of him, otherwise he would have planned to give Gabriel a fire hairpin.

Now New York is in chaos and angels are in a panic.

Zhao Song was not panicked.

The angel will bear the things that the angel created himself!

He also has his own business to do.

Zhao Song still didn't see his hands. He was both inside his sleeves and looked up at the soul-summoning bead.

The majestic undead called the Soul Conquering Bead to eat a full meal. Countless undead fell into the Soul Conquering Bead. The Soul Conquering Bead became darker and two more Yin pythons inside grew!

Now there are four Yin pythons!

After the four Yin pythons appeared, they headed towards the surroundings, turning all the undead around them into nutrients.

After Zhao Song looked at the undead on his head, his eyes fell in the distance.

The undead not far away gathered together and became bad.

Zhao Song saw it very clearly that these undead gathered together seemed to turn into a undead tornado!

Although I don't know what the undead tornado feels like.

Zhao Song felt that when the tornado really gathered, so many undead would definitely cause bad changes.

After all, even if non-toxic locusts merge into locust plague, it will be very troublesome. The group evolved into extremely poisonous groups to avoid being eaten by natural enemies.

If these undead gathered together, who would know what strange situation would change?

It would be bad if the skills were evolved.

He is afraid that these undead will take the initiative to attack.

It is okay to watch the fun, but it is okay to attract the water from the east to the east to watch the fun, but if the tiger is finally released from the mountain because of watching the fun, it causes the big insects to eat people, then it will not work.

Harm others and yourself.

Zhao Song narrowed his eyes and looked at the dead in the distance, intending to take the initiative.

This neighborhood.

Many people trembling at home stood up.

The Flushing neighborhood is also worthy of thanks to Zhao Song for not being harmed by the undead.

Subjectively, Zhao Song used the undead to raise the soul-summoning beads.

Objectively, his soul-summoning beads protect the residents here.

The point of consistency between subjective and objective is that he protected the residents here!

Most of the residents here are Asian.

There are some old Asians who have been here a long time ago, and some new immigrants.

This is actually a big Huaxia city.

The Huaxia Supermarket here is more authentic than the Huaxia Supermarket in Chinatown.

So their sense of cultural identity...

There is a sense of cultural identity of a ghost.

The Asians in Flushing do their own things. Not to mention unity, it would be considered good if they didn’t fight themselves.

The new ones look down on the old ones, the old ones think that the new ones do not follow the rules, the Southeast Asians think that the East Asians are weak, and the East Asians think that the Southeast Asians are barbaric.

All kinds of strange things.

Zhao Song's gym was opened in Flushing, and no Asian came to burn incense.

On the contrary, because the first group of believers was recruited was Little John, Little John really brought some Little John's friends to him.

People here have a natural distrust of the gym.

If the gym had not been raised in the later period and promoted the entry of the gym, they would have been protected by the gym, and they would not have been able to pay attention to the gym.

Even if John Little sells the Gym.

Those who joined the gym were just a few timid supermarket owners.

The result is this time.

They found that because they lived here, they were protected.

Especially the supermarket owners who first joined here.

They looked up and looked at the dead in the sky foolishly, at the black sun on Zhao Song's head.

Suddenly there was a boss who was thrusting in a terrifying situation or was terrified, and his mind was enlightened.

He hurried back to the house or the supermarket and took out the statue of the Golden Mother Yuanjun.

He shouted in a voice that he had never been so pious in his life: "Things of the world are like prison, and the world is like charcoal."

I pity my world, and I feel sad and lament.

Jin Jun’s mother, the highest hometown.”

He shouted heartbrokenly, as if he was venting his fear. He shouted halfway, even his sweat was left, and his face turned red!

He could swear that he had never been so pious in his life.

The people around him looked at him like they were looking at a psychopath.

He scared everyone.

But soon, another small supermarket owner reacted!

He squeezed away the crowd and returned home, finding the statue of the Golden Mother Yuanjun.
To be continued...