God after all

Chapter 124 The Riot of the Death of Hongye

The orange cat rushed towards this demonic man desperately, and his reckless behavior without fear of death was exchanged for the impact of invisible forces.

The body that had jumped in mid-air was thrown back against the wall, and fell powerlessly to the floor. The golden flames covered it silently.

"Does your ancestor know? What is this forbidden secret?"

The orange cat murmured the words before dying, and the hoarse voice revealed deep exhaustion.

"He doesn't know." Michael actually responded positively.

This is an incredible miracle for the weak orange cat. I think it is this crucial issue that he has to pay attention to.

"If your ancestor knew about it, what would he think of you who knew the forbidden secret? Will your fate be the same as that of my father and me?"

Those who commit crimes below the orange cat will receive the most severe punishment.

But now it could not wait for the time of punishment to come, and was consumed by golden flames.

Michael reflected on his last words before his death, and the smile on his face deepened.

"The people who knew the forbidden secret—Hongye and Eliza are dead! No one will know except me."

The golden flames permeated the floor in a large area, climbed up the four walls and climbed to the top of the wall.

The huge ward was enveloped in blazing golden flames, devouring everything, and even Michael disappeared in the beautiful and warm golden flames.

The flames that burned through the door startled the medical staff passing by in the hallway, and chaos began.

More people rushed to the scene, thinking in a daze that they had broken into the purgatory on earth, and their eyes were dazzled by the shocking scene in front of them.

When the flames touched some people, the other person's body immediately ignited spontaneously, and was completely burned away by the cursed golden flame.

The flames spread in a large area in the corridor without any fear, and everything that swept away turned into nothingness.

Heart-piercing, howling ghosts and howling wolves echoed throughout the hospital, screaming non-stop across the sky, disturbing the tranquility of the night.

One-sixth of the hospital established by the Holy Spirit Knights in the City of Jiuhua was destroyed.

Michael didn't drive out all the people here, so he was merciful.

Twenty minutes later, Leng Ji received two bad news from Ghost Killer:
The first one is that the Knights of the Holy Spirit distributed in the city of Jiuhua has launched a full-scale arrest for him, and this arrest warrant is being conveyed to the four countries.

The second is that Mr. Momiji was killed by a mysterious golden flame, and this fire that came from nowhere burned half of the hospital and killed many people.

"Is the arrest warrant initiated by Minister Youfeng?"

Leng Ji's voice was very soft and indifferent, as if speaking to himself indifferently.

"Yes, my lord!"

The hoarse response, like a crow in a cemetery, came from a ghost killer kneeling on one knee.The companion on his right was silent.

The Ghost Killer, who often seemed unable to speak, chose to speak now, presumably because he realized the seriousness of the situation and couldn't hold back his emotions.

"You step back."

After a brief silence, Leng Ji dispelled the two ghosts kneeling behind him.

They followed the master's order, and their bodies burst into a cloud of smoke and disappeared in place very cooperatively.

"Golden Flame..."

With the charming voice unique to mature women, it came from the cold front.

The goddess of time with a hot and sexy body is leaning against a distant wall, with a cigarette in one hand crossed around her chest.

"It's what the Majesty did."

Muchel, who finished the second half of the sentence, raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Ji, and found that this beautiful young man with a normal expression had bent his knees and squatted down at some point, his eyes were quietly staring at the pile of corpse fragments on the ground, with a fundamental expression. Didn't seem to be listening to her.

On the ground were the corpses of innocent victims, eaten down to stumps and broken arms.

Unfortunately, they became the target of the murderer and were dragged to the place where the rough building was still under construction and eaten as food.

From the clothing and body features of the deceased, it can be judged that it was a young woman.

"What's so good about a pile of corpses, don't you feel sick?"

Muchel complained about the young man squatting on the ground, seeing his unresponsive appearance, and thought to himself that this man is really scary, and the two major bad news brought by the ghost killer couldn't touch his emotions.

Should he be callous?Or is it too calm and composed?
"The deceased was not eaten by the richest man's daughter."

This nonchalant calm tone and cold voice surprised Miuchel, who couldn't understand why he said that.

"Although this room is filled with the unique smell and smell of the richest man's daughter, the body parts are only stained with the smell."

It was rare for Leng Ji, who said so many words in one breath, to use the detective's intuition to make judgments and analysis.

"The stench reminds me of something."

Leng Ji stood up and turned his gaze to Michelle who was leaning against the window.

"What is it?"

"Rotting corpses."

The Goddess of Time was surprised, wondering what Leng Ji observed?
"You might think the stench is coming from the body parts, but it's a different kind of stench coming from the grave."

Hearing the calm and indifferent words, Muchel felt her heart beating faster, and the word "grave" made her imagine.

"Awesome, you are really observant."

Muchel couldn't help admiring, she seemed careless in comparison.

"The daughter of the richest man has two childhood sweethearts who have died. Go and see the cemetery where they are buried."

After Leng Ji finished speaking, he turned and left.

Muchel hurriedly called, "Where are you going?"

"Find Michael."

Like a beautiful shadow born from the dark night without stopping, when it disappeared outside the door, it did not forget to ask the goddess to dispose of the corpse on the ground.

The light and shadow of flames appeared in Miu Xieer's pupils, and then he just glanced at the bloody wreckage on the ground, and the pile of corpses burned quickly.

The flame was a gleaming golden color, and it extinguished automatically after a while, leaving only a blackened mark on the burning land.

This level of holy flame is more than enough to destroy the scene of the incident.

However, no one knows who the deceased is. This world will never change because of the sudden disappearance of a person.

With his back against the wall, Muchel silently finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and the cigarette butt that he threw away fell on the ground to accompany the two cigarette butts at his feet.

She called Michael, but she didn't mention Lengji, she just asked:

"Isn't it enough to kill Mr. Hongye? Why do you want to bring innocent people to be buried with you?"

Michael replied without guilt or shame:
"Youfeng knows about my existence, I went to meet him back then, so it is impossible for him not to guess that this matter is related to me.

I killed his master and burned half of the hospital along the way... No matter what, he will not be able to sit still, and he will definitely go crazy and want to ask Leng Ji to question him.

The identity of the man in the iron mask as the son of a virgin has already been announced to the world by Leyleon, and if Mr. Hongye's death adds fuel to the flames, not only Youfeng will be furious, but the Knights of the Holy Spirit will also take action. "

"Do you have to make Leng Ji hate you? Push him into such an unacceptable situation. You have to see him draw his sword against you to be happy?"

Muchel's tone was unavoidably agitated, and for a moment he forgot that the object of his anger was the Lord of Light, whom Jehovah entrusted with the most important task!
"In order to help the script written by the ancestor of the gods to go smoothly, I will do whatever it takes and at all costs."

Michael spoke eloquently, with a firm tone as if nothing could shake his determination.

A sense of helpless grief overwhelmed Muchel's words.

"I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first." Muchelle said as if evading.

"Have the goddess met Leng Ji? Did he say he wanted to come to me?"

Michael's knowing tone was hateful.

"No matter what kind of outrageous actions the Son of God has made towards you, I hope the Majesty will show mercy."

Enduring his displeasure, his tone turned respectful, and Muchelle hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

A beep alert heralds the end of the call.Michael put the hand holding the phone in his pocket.

The night wind blows from all directions, brushing his curly long hair.

His existence became the only light on the top of the skyscraper, and the pure holy light emanating from his body was so dreamy and blurred.

This otherworldly beauty is so radiant that even the deepest sky cannot conceal it, it can make the whole night eclipse.

(End of this chapter)