"It's okay, I'm afraid they won't dare to show up..."

When forming a killer organization, Tang En consciously separated the gray space, and was afraid that he would be followed by others and take it all in one fell swoop. Now the people who are temporarily managing the organization are drawn by secret agencies. After the incident happened, the secret agencies naturally spread the news and were unexpectedly attacked again.

Of course, Tang En hoped that those people would take action again and reveal their whereabouts so that they could avenge Handy!

Squinted his eyes and looked at Handy's cold body. Tang En's eyes flashed slightly, then raised his hand to cover the white cloth, took a few steps back expressionlessly, and bowed silently with David and others...

In fact, Tang En was wrong with this matter. Before, taking advantage of the fact that the Bounty Hunter Guild had no leader, they occupied thirty branches. The Temple of Light must know about this. After all, all the senior guild leaders were killed or injured, and the temple would definitely send people to re-construct the management. As long as a brief investigation, you will naturally know the status of the guild.

Of course, even if the details are clear, the temple should not be rushing to intervene. After all, their current situation is not good, especially after Xia Wei'an took the initiative to stand up and expose it, the temple was even more passive and completely in an embarrassing situation of not taking care of itself!

Furthermore, Tang En was just about to promote the Douqi channel, so it was impossible to move out of the original branch location for a while.

But who would have thought that even in this situation, the temple actually chose to take action and attacked the branch guild location in one fell swoop... The action was completely unreasonable, and it even seemed more like being angry. But by accident, it brought a heavy blow to Tang En and the others!

It’s really…time is fate!

After three minutes of silence, "Huh..." I breathed a long breath, Tang En straightened his body, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy. Handy, rest in peace! This matter will not be counted like this, I dare not say anything else, I will let most of the Temple of Light be buried with you...

"Boss!" David walked over with his eyes flushed, his face full of murderous intent that could not be concealed, "Tell me, what should we do?"

"Let's bury Handy first." Harry, who was on the side, said sadly, "Those groups of miscellaneous attacks are obviously thinking of sneak attacks. Even if they launch a secret agency, it will be difficult to find the other party in a short time."

After opening his mouth, David subconsciously opposed it when he heard this. The blood debt was paid back, and it was definitely necessary to bury Handy, but before this, the heads of the group of light knights must be used to pay tribute.

But after a pause, David finally shut up dejectedly. I have to admit that Harry's words still make sense. Judging from the action styles of the group of Light Knights, it is obvious that they are stinging with a knife and changing the place. It is undoubtedly unlikely to catch Handy's body immediately. It is impossible to wait for so long, so they can only be buried on the spot... However,

"No hurry." Tang En waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "The burial must be buried, but not now! Luke, I will give you a night to find an ice magician to come over and make an ice coffin for Handy to ensure that his body is immortal!"

"Okay!" Luke, who was just blaming himself for being sad, looked up suddenly and said with excitement when he heard this, "Don't worry, even if I tied it, I will tie an ice magician to come over!" After saying that, he looked at Handy's body deeply, turned around and rushed out of the door.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions were slightly relaxed. This was also the best way to deal with it back then - to ensure that Handy's body does not rot, and then find out the mixed blood sacrifice!

Of course, this was also a helpless way. David endured it, but he said unwillingly: "Boss, can we... just wait now?"

"Of course not." Tang En looked up slightly, looked out the door with a drizzle, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "You guys say, when will this rain stop?"

"Uh..." David was stunned when he heard this, but he couldn't come back to his senses. Harry, who was beside him, subconsciously looked outside the door and guessed, "The rain won't last long. The weather is good recently. It should be stopped before tomorrow morning."

Nodded without comment, Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "Okay, then I will collect some interest first... Before the first ray of light is shining tomorrow morning, I will see the heads of ten church bishops here!"

Turning his head, his expression calm, "Is there any problem?"

...

After a moment, in front of the dilapidated house, the sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder again, running towards every direction outside the city.

Tang En walked out of the main house, stood under the eaves with his head raised, and a slight cold rain rushed over, feeling a little chill.

The other world is not a legal society. Even Tang En himself often falls into danger, so Tang En is actually mentally prepared for the people around him who may die on the battlefield or die at the opponent.

But what he didn't expect was that the members of the first phase of the Gray Space were able to survive the storm and death. But now in this seemingly unintentional small task, Handy fell into a big fall and could never get up...

"Grass!" With a low roar, Tang En's expression, who had endured it, suddenly became violent, and the murderous intent burst out suddenly. The eaves were broken and the rain curtain seemed to be suddenly exposed to the strong wind, and instantly floated out ninety degrees, making a slight sound.

Handy's death was too sudden, which also disrupted Tang En's previous deployment. However, no matter whether the temple's actions were planning or simply to exhale, it was undoubtedly touching Tang En's strange scale and he would never stop until he died!

He reached out and held out the Eye of Disaster and murmured in a low voice, "I originally planned to use you after full control... But now that someone insists on committing a crime, I can't blame me..."

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Next, early morning.

The jade plate of Chaoyang slowly climbed from the eastern sky. The color seemed a bit bleak and not much vitality. However, the drizzle finally disappeared. I believe that if it weren't for the lush trees washed on the street, no one could have seen that the drizzle had quietly sneaked in last night.

West of the city, small town church.

As more than ten melodious bells fell, more than a hundred people gathered around the church one after another, and then noisy and noisy began to come out, and as the crowds continued to join, it became more and more chaotic.

"Come out! You are not worthy of staying in this sacred church, come out and give us an explanation..."

"Actually Bishop Malip, is your **** true..."

"And you also misappropriately embezzlement of charity money... Are you worthy of the statue of the gods above your head? This is a blasphemy against the gods! Get out of here..."

...

Through the iron railings around the periphery, the crowd gathered seemed extremely angry. It can be said that if the eyes could spit out anger, the church would have long since turned into ashes.

But outside the crowd, the passers-by didn't look particularly good when they saw this, as if they were already used to it.

Originally, since many dark stories about the Temple of Light were exposed, believers came to vent their dissatisfaction almost every day. The first thing started was quite a big deal, but after a long time, ordinary people became accustomed to it. And the church has not opened for many days, and it seems that they plan to drag it on so shamelessly until the situation completely subsides...

"Sir, it's been a week since then, why are these believers still coming?" In front of the colorful crystal glass in the temple, a middle-aged clergyman in white robe looked bitter and said helplessly to the curly old man with a golden-edged and white robe beside him.

The curly old man was the jury bishop of this church, that is, Malipe, who was scolded by the believers outside. Of course, the title of deputy is not popular anywhere, so if the middle-aged clergy is called, the bishop shall prevail.

"Some stupid guys, let them make trouble, they can't make any trouble." After waving his hand, Malip was quite calm. Although he could vaguely hear his name coming from outside, he seemed to have never heard of it, and he looked calm and composed.

"But this is not a solution. Now even those who buy food dare not go out." Wiping sweat on his forehead, the middle-aged clergy looked anxious.

"It's hard to go out during the day, so let the people who buy food go out again at night."

"But, but..."

He waved his hand, "Okay, nothing is good, but what do you think? These are all believers, and the people in the Security Department cannot control them, so we can't go out to argue with them."

After a pause, Malip patted the middle-aged clergy on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, it will always pass. Besides, don't look at them being furious now, but have you ever seen any believer rushing into the church?"

"What does this mean? It means they know what they can do and what they can't do. So as long as they go through this period, everything will naturally calm down."

I have to say that although Malip’s reputation seems to be not very good, his age is not in vain. This sounds very reasonable.

And the fact is almost the same. It is true that these believers outside hate these clergy who are different from each other, but their reverence and belief in the God of Light is still there. In this way, naturally, they do not want to destroy the holy and solemn church.

The middle-aged clergyman reluctantly nodded when he heard this, and then he seemed to think of something, turned around and asked in confusion: "Hey, where is the Bishop? Why didn't you see it all morning?"

"Maybe still in the bedroom, what are you doing for him?" Malip curled his lips, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the real bishop.

"Uh, it's nothing... Well, I originally hoped to ask the bishop to go out and talk to the believers. It should be effective..." The middle-aged clergyman hesitated, but he still said it with a bit of anger.

In fact, as the jury bishop, Malip had a sufficient identity to communicate with believers. But his reputation is not very good now. Not to mention communicating, he would praise the high quality of believers if he was not beaten back directly...

When Malip heard this, his face turned dark and he waved angrily: "What's there to say, that guy doesn't..." He shut up in time and held back "Not a good guy" and snorted coldly, with a gloomy expression.

To be honest, Malip was a little frustrated. What embezzled money, ****, etc., yes, I admit all these, but I am not the only one who does this, why just stare at me? It's completely unfair...

Malip was secretly annoyed, but the middle-aged clergyman there was shocked, as if he had suddenly seen something. He instantly widened his eyes and stretched out his fingers and said, "Master, sir, look..."

"Look at a ghost...uh?" After a pause, Malip opened his mouth, but his expression seemed to have seen the ghost, and his face was full of fright. He came to his senses and jumped up like a rabbit caught in an arrow, rushing towards the church gate beside him, "Damn, damn, damn! Why is she here... Open the door, open the door quickly..."

The middle-aged clergyman did not move, his eyes passed through the colored crystal glass, looking at the iron railing not far away, a beautiful woman squeezed away the crowd around him, pointing at this side as if crazy, and screaming and cursing came clearly, "Malipe, you are immortal, ** I won't pay you, I will never finish with you today..."

He stroked his forehead and murmured to himself, "It's over..."

...

When Malip rushed out of the church in a hurry, there was already a mess outside the iron railings.

Although some believers cursed Malipe before, it was just a rumor that was stolen and there was no evidence. But now that even the parties involved appeared, the effect would naturally be different.

"Ma, Li, Pu! Do you really have to do it?"

"There...Malipe came out..."

"Fuck me! Do you dare to come out? Kill him..."

...

The crowd was infuriated, and the noise that had already become slightly weak suddenly soared, spreading several streets from afar.

After a pause, Malip's face suddenly turned pale, knowing that he had made a very low-level mistake - it would be fine if he didn't come out, wouldn't he admit that he had a ghost?

Of course, it is even more impossible to retreat now, because that would be considered guilty!

"Damn, stupid woman!" With a low curse, Malip calmed his mind, raised his head, put on a kind and kind face, and walked forward, "What happened..."

Before he finished speaking, a rotten tomato made a wonderful parabola, hitting Malip's nose accurately, and the bright red spread out instantly, "Ah..." screamed in shock, but then it was drowned in the laughter and cheers of everyone.

"Damn it!" Malipe wiping away the red juice on his face in anger. He ran to the iron railing in three steps and pointed at the gorgeous woman and shouted, "Slander! This is Hong Guoguo's slander! I don't know you, the crazy woman!"

"Ah--You immortal, you will not recognize others when you lift your pants. I will fight you!" The beautiful woman stretched out her arm with a twisted expression, as if she wanted to grab Malip, "Don't believe him, I am the immortal who is alive outside, and I live in Muling Street, Beicheng... By the way, I remember that he was short and dark, like a caterpill, very disgusting..."

"Wow..." There was an uproar. When the believers heard this, they subconsciously looked at Malip's lower body, and their expressions were suddenly colorful and extremely strange.

Dingdeng, three steps in a row, Malip felt his qi and blood rushing to his brain when he heard this, his old face turned red, he pointed at the gorgeous woman tremblingly, opening his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

Shame, resentment, ashamed... In addition to all kinds of emotions, there are also some doubts. Why did he suddenly rush out to expose him? What is the benefit of this to her? And...

Looking at the distorted and ferocious face, Malip instinctively felt something was wrong, and the other party seemed...it seemed crazy?

Before Malip could figure out what he thought of, the frame... the gorgeous woman grabbed the iron railing and kept shaking, and shouted like crazy: "I'm immortal, I'm serving you with all my heart and strength, and you still don't give me money..."

"You..." Somehow, a great sense of grievance suddenly jumped into Malip's heart, suppressing his reason in an instant, and shouted hysterically, "You're talking nonsense, when did I go and didn't give you money?"

As soon as the words finished, the scene suddenly became silent and silent.

The believers looked at Malip in shock. This is... he admitted it himself? How shameless!

"Uh, I, I... I don't mean that..." He came to his senses, cold sweats spread across Malip's forehead in an instant. He didn't know why he said that impulsively just now, as if his brain was completely out of control.

But now it is obviously not the time to consider this. Looking at the pair of angry fire-breathing eyes in front of him, Malip knew that he was finished and the church was finished...

Sure enough, I don’t know who made the first roar, “Kill him!” Then the crowd rushed forward like a tide. With a bang, the iron railing was pushed to the ground, and the crowd rushed in frantically.
To be continued...