10 priest

"Are you lost again?"

"No, Mr. Mo Yan, just came out with the priest of the church today. He said that there are demons here that need to be cleared, and let me wait outside."

Aisha said pitifully.

"Exorcism?"

Mo Yan turned his head and looked at the two-story house behind him, and the pungent smell of blood kept coming out of it, which was clearly the smell of human blood.

"Aisa, you continue to wait here, I'll go in and take a look."

After all, Mo Yan walked over and gently opened the door of the two-story villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the corridor was stained with blood, extending all the way towards the living room.

Step by step, he followed the blood stains and entered the living room. The more he went inside, the greater the amount of blood. It stretched to the kitchen. The two corpses were hugging tightly together. One man and one woman seemed to be lovers.

It seems that the male host was attacked, and then dragged his badly injured body all the way to the kitchen, probably trying to protect his lover, but both were killed.

"[Severe punishment for the wicked], I tried to borrow a word from the saint, what do you think, hehe."

A young man with long silver-gray hair and a priest's clothes came from the sofa with a faintly mad voice.

Just sitting in this house where two people died, as if he were the master here.

"Isn't this Mr. Devil? It's rude and rude."

He got up from the sofa, the expression on his face was not impolite at all. He had a pretentious expression, first bowed to Mo Yan pretentiously, and then danced.

"My name is Philip Selze, said by a young priest who belongs to a certain demon removal organization."

"Bad performance."

Mo Yan smiled contemptuously, and looked at him quietly with his arms folded, wondering what else this clown could perform.

"Shit devil! Go to hell!"

Sure enough, this kind of crazy person couldn't stand others looking at him with this kind of look. He took a pistol from his arms and quickly pulled the trigger at Mo Yan.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Fired three shots instantly.

Mo Yan laughed again, playing guns in front of him, who gave him the courage? Similarly, he took out the azure blue rose, and also pulled the trigger and fired three shots.

"Ding Ding Ding"

Three clear metal crashes sounded, six bullets collided in the air, deformed under the action of force, and each was blown off. One of them happened to be scratched on his face, and blood flowed from his face.

Father Philip seemed to be stunned. He felt a flow of heat flowing down his cheeks. He reached out and touched his face and saw the blood in his hands.

"Ah! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn..."

"Bang, bang, bang! K... K... K!"

He seemed to be irritated by his own blood, and pulled the trigger towards Mo Yan like crazy. A magazine was quickly finished. In the end, the pistol was only left with the sound of "Ka! Ka!", but no bullets came out.

His pistol is different from Mo Yan's. It needs to be replaced. At first, he still held the pistol without bullets, with a twisted smile on his face, and continued to press the trigger that had no bullets for a long time.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

He fired a shot, followed by Mo Yan, and the sound of collisions continued in the air, and all the bullets shot were intercepted by Mo Yan.

"No bullets? Sorry, I still have them."

Mo Yan said indifferently, since he fired a shot, Mo Yan fired a shot, and he was still pulling the trigger when he ran out of bullets, so Mo Yan naturally pulled the trigger as well.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom--"

For 12 full shots, Father Philip continued to press the trigger 12 times after the bullets were gone. Mo Yan also fired 12 shots, no more, no less.

"Oh oh ah ah ah---"

All 12 shots were shot on his limbs, Mo Yan deliberately avoided the vitals, Philip directly fell to the ground, howling in pain, and looking at Mo Yan with bitterness.

"Do you still shoot?"

Mo Yan asked after turning the azure blue rose in his hand.

Philip still looked at Mo Yan frantically, and slowly raised the pistol in his hand, "Crack!"

"boom!"

"what!"

The crisp gunfire of the blue rose sounded again, and a bullet hit his stomach, and Father Philip screamed again.

"carry on."

"Crack!" "Boom!"

"Crack!" "Boom!"

"Kaka!" "Boom!"

"Uh ah ah ah!"

He shot, Mo Yan shot, no more, no less.

Looking at Mo Yan with an indifferent smile on his face, he was finally scared. Facing Mo Yan who was more ruthless than him, he threw the gun far away, afraid that Mo Yan would suddenly send him another bullet.

Just as Mo Yan was condescendingly looking at Philip Selzer, Asia's timid voice came from the door: "Well, I seem to hear the gunshots. Did something happen?"

Aisha helped the wall of the corridor and walked in, and saw this shocking scene, Mo Yan pointed a pistol at the priest who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Mr. Mo Yan why?"

Covering her mouth, Aisha looked at Mo Yan in surprise. It seemed that Philip was furious because he heard that Aisha actually knew Mo Yan.

"Smelly bitch, you were the one who led him...Huh?"

A gunshot interrupted him. Mo Yan looked at him coldly and said, "Shut up, I will ask, you answer."

"Why..." "Bang!

"Ahhhhh!"

"I..." "Bang"

"Ah!"

"You..." "Bang!"

"Ah!"

After taking a few bullets again, Philip finally became honest, gritted his teeth, didn't even dare to scream again, just looked at Mo Yan with a bitter expression on his face.

Aisha covered her mouth tightly, as if she had met Mo Yan for the first time. Mo Yan at this time was very different from when she took her to find the church.

"Why kill these two people."

Mo Yan pointed to the kitchen. After hearing these words, Aisha looked down Mo Yanzhi's ground and saw two corpses hugging each other.

"what!"

After entering the door, I saw a series of nerve-challenging scenes, and Aisha subconsciously stepped back and fell to the ground.

"Is there anything wrong with eradicating garbage demons and humans who are fascinated by garbage demons?"

The priest, who had already been lying on the ground, shot countless guns, and blood flowed all over the floor, said with gritted teeth.

"Then if you were killed by the garbage demon in your mouth, you wouldn't complain."

Mo Yan's muzzle was raised, this time it was facing his head.

"No, Mr. Mo Yan."

Aisha fell soft to the ground, seeing Mo Yan seemingly trying to kill Philip, she didn't know where she was, she ran up to Philip and opened her hands and shouted at Mo Yan.

Although she already knows what's going on here, she usually feels sad when she sees cats and puppies get hurt, she can't help but stand up after seeing this

"Ugh!"

Mo Yan sighed. Kindness is not wrong, but meaningless kindness can lead to danger.

Aisha, who was looking at Mo Yan, did not notice that Felid, who fell on the ground behind her, was pulling out a black hilt.

"You all blame the bitch."

A ray of light protruded from the hilt and became a blade, and Philip grinned and pierced it hard at Aisha, who was facing away from him.

"Don't think about it!"

Stepping heavily on the floor, Mo Yan disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, his right hand grabbed the blade of the lightsaber.

Philip's face was joyful. He was just trying to pull back, but the demon dared to grab the lightsaber with his hands. He didn't know if light was very poisonous to the devil.

Aisha, who saw Mo Yan suddenly disappear in front of her eyes, turned around, but saw a blade that was only one centimeter away from her heart, and her heart would be pierced instantly if she moved forward.

"Father Philip, why..." Aisha asked sadly.

Ignoring Aisha's question at this time, Philip looked in shock at Mo Yan's right hand of the demon covered with blue scales, clutching the lightsaber tightly, but there was no damage.

"why...."

"boom!"

Gunshot.

Isn't light very toxic to demons? Why could he just grab it with his hands like this, with full of doubts, Philip Selzer lost his voice.