It was another bright morning. On the beautiful Lake Michigan, in Washington Park, the black boy Jeff was running in the morning. From his sweaty face, he had run for a long time.

Finally, he stopped, walked slowly and adjusted his breathing. A black man ran towards him, and it was obvious that he was also running in the morning. Suddenly, the black man opposite saw him stop and shouted at him: "Hey, Jeff."

Jeff raised his head, laughed, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Hey, Harry." The two hugged him, Harry looked at him and said to him jokingly: "Why, Jeff, are you so thin and you are planning to apply for the Thunder Security Team?"

"Of course, why not? My younger brothers and sisters are all going to school, and I don't know anything. There is nothing to do except work in a hotel or deliver express delivery. Brothers will rescue us from a bad environment. I want to do something for them. Although my father always says that everyone has different social divisions and professions are not distinguished from high or low, I always want to be in the security team. Maybe one day I will meet the god Sid met in the Skeleton Building that night, and I always feel that the god is in the brothers. And don't you think the security team's uniform is handsome? They look cool when patrolling. The roof they leaked in our house was repaired. Oh, hell, I don't know what I want to say, but I just want to join the security team."

Harry put away his smile and patted Jeff on the shoulder: "Yes, our family has also received help from the security team, so I came to run early in the morning to see if there is any chance to enter in the next selection. Brothers will make us no longer bed bugs and garbage in other people's mouths, so I also want to be someone who can help others.

Jeff cursed the swear words he had learned from childhood with the unique black speed. Harry was stunned and looked at him admiringly with his mouth wide open. The man in the windbreaker opposite probably rarely experienced such verbal attacks. He was trembling with the vulgar language, but he also forgot to block Jeff's mouth or do something.

After cursing for more than ten minutes, Jeff stopped and gasped. The man in the windbreaker pointed at him with his fingers tremblingly, and said with gritted teeth: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you, a little nigger, are quite strong. I want to pull out your soul and use the most vicious method to soak you, so that you will never be reborn."

"Oh, is that right? I think this black boy is good. He is quite brave and should join the Brotherhood." A lazy voice came from the black fog.

"How is it possible, who is? Who is there, how can it break through my undead tent?" The man in the windbreaker looked around vigilantly, and took out a small cane with a skull from his arms.

A blonde boy slowly walked over from the black mist, wrapped his slender body in a fiery red leather jacket, and there was a golden flame pattern on his chest. Half of the shirt was pulled open to reveal the strong muscles on his chest.

John, the flame boy, yawned while stretching his waist, wiped his eyes and continued to say in a lazy voice: "Who am I? Have you never inquired before you come? Are you too confident in yourself or look down on our Brotherhood?"

After all, the man in the windbreaker has not lived to a dog for so many years. While John was speaking, he quietly chanted a spell. Before John could finish speaking, he pointed at John with his dry finger that seemed to have no muscles, and shouted: "Finger of Bone!"

A pale skull flew over with a ball of black smoke, and almost arrived in front of John. The skull opened his mouth wide and bit it.

With a swish, John avoided the skull in front of the three people opposite, straightened up and cursed at the man in the windbreaker, "Hey, are you making props made of your dad's skull, flying so slowly?"

"Be careful!" Without even marveling at John's skills, Jeff and Harry quickly reminded him. The skull turned around in the air behind John and flew towards him again.

The man in the windbreaker smiled and said, "Boy, I see what kind of ability you have besides your powerful tongue? After my little baby chews all your flesh, I will leave your tongue as a collection."

John was reminded, and a rollover avoided the skeleton's attack again and smiled at the windbreaker's man: "Is that so, I underestimated you, see what you will do this time." After that, John stood up and rushed directly to the windbreaker's man. The skull chased him closely behind him.

The man in the windbreaker sneered, raised his bone staff, and silently chanted a spell. The eyes of the small skeleton on the bone staff flashed, and a tall bone wall stood in front of him.

Looking at the bone wall in front of him, the man laughed sharply: "Hahahaha, little brat, do you think you are the first witch hunter to attack the caster? What a pity, the Bone Finger cannot leave a living, I can only try these two little black slaves again."

He turned around and walked slowly towards Jeff and the others. The souls of fear and pain have always been his favorite. The resentment formed in this way can enrich his arsenal.

To his surprise, Jeff and the others did not show such expressions, but looked behind him with surprise. His face changed, and he waved his bone staff to the wheel behind him, thinking in his heart that it was so difficult for a stinky brat to deal with it, and it seemed that he had to use a resentful spirit.

When he turned around, his eyes were not the John boy he had imagined. A huge ball of fire quickly expanded in his pupils. With a bang, the flame wrapped him up, and then quickly the flames gathered into a blonde boy again. The man in the windbreaker lay on the ground in black, and his clothes and hair were burned, revealing his body like a rib, and the smell of barbecue was emitted from the air.

As the caster fell, the black mist around the three of them slowly dissipated, and the bone wall formed by the magic power also shattered into a ground bone powder. Jeff and Harry looked at John with admiration, and the bold Jeff spoke first: "Sir, you are the god who appeared in the Skeleton Building that night? Must be right, can you control the flames freely. Are you a seraph? And you look so young, because of immortality, I knew that Sid did not lie, there is really a god. Oh, Sid is my cousin. He was fortunate to see your arrival that night. You don't know that since then, he has become a devout believer and has brought his family into Taoism."

Looking at Jeff who was chattering in front of him and Harry staring at him with admiration, John's face twitched. Thanks to this broken-mouthed boy, he remembered the dark retreat trip some time ago.

"Oh, by the way, Angel, how did you know that we were in danger? We have not yet entered the sect. Is our qualifications different from ordinary people? Are you here to recruit us?"

"Uh." Just as John racked his brains to say something and planned to get over it, a red-haired woman walked over from behind the tree next to him. The woman in a miniskirt and navel-exposed suit was tidying up her messy clothes while throwing a charming look at John and said in a sweet voice: "John, when do you want to come to the lake to see the stars remember to call me? I want to hear your story of devil subjugation again." After that, he threw a kiss at him and walked out of the park.

John turned around awkwardly and said to the two who saw this scene, "Well, as you see, I am not a god, but a Taoist priest. It is a coincidence to save you. Of course, I chose to have a try here and feel what would happen here. Hey, what are your eyes? Don't you believe me?"

"Okay, okay, let's not worry about this. At least I saved you two, right? Well, can you help me and help me move this immortal person to my car?"

Jeff said strangely: "He is not dead yet?"

"Of course, although this guy has only left old bones, he is still far from death. I just burned all the oxygen around him with flames and suffocated him." John scratched his chin as if he were to come to the Brotherhood territory and asked about the Skeleton Building. He had to take him back for a good interrogation. Just as it happened, it was a fate to meet you two. I will introduce you to the church when I go back to me."
Chapter completed!