"Very good." After a long time, he said softly.

Qin Yao didn't ask what he meant by "very good", nor did he ask why he showed mercy to Tu Long: "The man named Wu has given us a big problem!"

Uncle Jiu looked up at the church: "I'm going to bring the people out."

"Those foreign devils will not let you get what you want." Qin Yao said: "These people are their last bargaining chip against the devil, and can even be said to be a life-saving straw. If you want to go in and pull out this life-saving straw, they will definitely fight with you.

You work hard."

Uncle Jiu frowned: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I don't."

"No, you do, but you don't want to do it." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, I have. The best way is to strike first and beat the vampire and his descendants to their lowest level, so that they will not dare to approach the prayer hall where the holy light is burning.

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Even, seeing that we have the upper hand, those monks may beat the vampires hard, combining Chinese and Western skills to have the best chance of winning."

"Qin Yao, compared with these lives, which one is more important than personal grudges?" Uncle Jiu asked.

Qin Yao said quietly: "Master, I have never changed."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

There was nothing he could do when he met a disciple with such a right idea!

"Don't forget what you promised me." Qin Yao suddenly said.

"What did I promise you?" Uncle Jiu looked stunned.

"I won't take the initiative to help them."

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to help them..."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch!" Qin Yao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "Those people who went in all received the benefits of the church. They accepted the benefits and worked hard for the church, why do we need to pity them?"

"They must not know the risks involved." Uncle Jiu said.

"So we have to pay for their stupidity?" Qin Yao asked.

Uncle Jiu: "..."

Qin Yao said solemnly: "Master, I know you are kind-hearted, but can you listen to what they are reciting now?

They regard Western God as their main god, the Bible as their contract, and their priests as their witnesses, and they are willing to dedicate everything they have to the Lord.

Yes, they were induced, and they didn't know the seriousness of it.

But no matter what, the nature of their current behavior remains unchanged."

Uncle Jiu looked helpless: "I've never been able to talk to you."

Qin Yao smiled silently: "Then you can watch the show with me, and then go out to clean up the mess when they are dead."

"Huh...huh..."

While the master and apprentice were talking, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the church, blowing sand and rocks, pouring countless fly ash into the prayer hall, and quickly extinguished countless candles on the wall, attracting the attention of everyone.

"Don't stop, keep reading." On the podium, a church monk shouted loudly: "If you survive tonight, everyone will get an extra ocean!"

Wealth and silk moved people's hearts. After hearing this sentence, the three hundred people were refreshed, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and their voices became much louder when they read.

A piece of ocean is nothing to the rich, but to poor people like them, it is still very attractive.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Following the candles, the oil lamps hanging on the wall exploded one after another. In the blink of an eye, only the oil lamp above Father Wu's head was still shining brightly, illuminating the Bible on the podium in front of him."

Father Wu recited expressionlessly, but the people following him gradually realized something was wrong. Their excitement due to the ocean gradually subsided, and their voices also became quieter.

"Stop reading it, stop reading it at all." A figure in monk's uniform suddenly appeared in front of the door and shouted to three hundred people: "At three quarters to noon and midnight, the devil will attack the church. The reason why those four people on the podium lured you here is to use your lives as fuel to ignite the glory of God and save their lives."

"Jon? What are you talking about?" A monk shouted sharply on the podium.

"Jesse, he is no longer Jon." A monk next to him said softly.

Jesse: "..."

"I don't want to read it anymore, and I don't want the ocean anymore. It's too weird. This thing is too weird." While he was silent, a member of the public suddenly stood up and said loudly.

"Three yuan for each person, are you sure you don't want it?" Father Wu looked at each other with eyes like swords.

Under this sharp gaze, the man's face actually felt a stinging sensation.

"Even if it's ten yuan, I'm afraid I'll make money but not spend it!" Taoist Dragon Slayer flashed to the door and sneered again and again.

The man standing in the darkness became more and more frightened as he thought about it, so he walked out from the crowd and walked out without looking back.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Where there is a first, there will be a second. Under his leadership, nearly a hundred people left the venue in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard Father Wu tried to persuade him to stay, he refused to look back.

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When fewer and fewer people stayed, panic inevitably emerged. The remaining people began to flee in large numbers, and eventually only two people were left sitting in their original positions.

"Why don't you leave?" Tulong asked.

"We are not afraid of ghosts, we are only afraid of poverty." one person responded.

Tu Long sneered: "Since you want money rather than your life, then I will help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he led seven vampires in monk uniforms and rushed towards the two men.

"The power is as powerful as prison!" Father Wu held a silver cross in his hand, pointed at Slaying the Dragon with his arms, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Uh-huh."

A beam of holy white light flew out from the tip of the cross, penetrating the void like a bullet, and hit Tu Long hard. The violent force exploded in his chest, knocking him out of the door, leaving a big hole in his chest.

"I hurt so much..." Tu Long gritted his teeth and lay outside the prayer room. The wounds on his chest continued to heal under the black energy.

"God is as powerful as hell!"

"God is as powerful as hell!"

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Father Wu gritted his teeth and kept pointing the cross at the seven demonized monks. The blazing white light was like artillery fire, blasting them out of the prayer room one after another.

Among these seven people, the one who has been with him the shortest has been with him for almost ten years. Their relationship with each other is as close as that of father and son. Unexpectedly, today, father and son will kill each other.

It was impossible not to have waves in his heart, but even though there were huge storms and waves in his heart, he did not hold back any rays of holy light he fired.

"father..."

Unlike the powerful Dragon Slayers, these demonized monks have no resistance to the Holy Light, and the big holes in their chests bombarded by the Holy Light cannot be healed.

In the flashback, a monk seemed to have regained his emotions and memories, raised his upper body slightly, and stretched out his palm towards Father Wu.

"Crack."

A big foot suddenly appeared and stepped on his face, crushing his head into the hard stone slab. Several pieces of his facial bones were broken, making a creepy sound.

"Devil!" Father Wu shouted sternly: "I will not be afraid of you."

"I don't want to make you afraid, I just want to turn you and those around you into my descendants." The Western priest stepped into the church step by step with an elegant posture.

Father Wu silently held the cross in his hand and said firmly, "This is a church. With the blessing of the Lord, you will not succeed!"

"The blessing of the Lord?"

The Western priest paused and raised his hand to point to the cross above the podium: "If she could protect the believers in every church, I would not have been pierced by a cross in the chest twenty years ago.

A priest was killed by a cross in a church, which was the highest blasphemy against God.

But does God respond?

She didn't!

She may really exist somewhere, but she is far from omnipotent as we imagine."

"Your memory has not been sealed?" Father Wu said in astonishment: "With half a lifetime of experience as a priest, how can you think so?"

"of course not."

The Western priest said indifferently: "You mean the priest's experience? Hahahaha, since God did not save me when evil struck, then when I incarnate as evil, I come to take revenge on her believers. Is this wrong?"

Father Wu: "..."

"I've said what needs to be said, you can get on your way." The Western priest took off on the ground, his body turned into a white light, and rushed towards the podium.

"The divine power is as powerful as prison." Father Wu held the cross in his hand and pointed at the Western priest.

The Western priest originally did not think that the opponent's holy light could hit him, but when his body was pointed at by the cross, the surrounding time and space seemed to freeze, and he was unable to move.

"boom!"

The holy light hit his chest impartially, and the powerful force instantly knocked him flying. When he landed, he staggered and almost sat on the ground.

"The divine power is as powerful as prison." Without any pause, Father Wu raised the cross to the Western priest again.

The Western priest reacted very quickly, raised his arms violently, and instantly switched to zombie mode.

Yes, it's such a nonsense. In the original work, he can switch back and forth between vampires and zombies.
To be continued...