Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 347 There are not many good people with bald heads!

"That toothpick is called the Spear of Longinus!"

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from beside him. He turned his head and saw that the old monk tilted his head again and pulled it away. It seemed that he would not survive!

Chen Mo hurriedly stepped forward to rescue him, his two big mouths scraped down, and immediately pulled the old monk back from the brink of death.

"I thought I saw my uncle!"

The old monk stood up tremblingly, and said with lingering fear.

"You uncle, did you say that what you love is your life?

Seeing that the old monk was still in a daze, Chen Mo slapped him again.

And this big push suddenly woke up the old monk who was about to see his beloved uncle just now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that he was much more energetic than before, but his face hurt, and it was still hot to the touch, just like he had a secret rendezvous with his first love in the grove, but there didn't seem to be any blood on his face at that time!

"Hey, don't think about women!"

Seeing the blurred eyes of the old monk, Chen Mo, who has been there, naturally knows what he is thinking. After all, he, ah no, Steve has this expression when he misses Carter.

"No, no, how dare I think about women!"

The old monk shook his head. As ascetic monks, they have dedicated their entire lives to the gods they believe in. How dare they think about this. As for the days before becoming ascetic monks, don't mention it!
"Then why do you miss a little boy?"

Chen Mo had already put his hand on the gun, and just waiting for the old man to nod, he would go crazy!
"That's going to hell!"

The old monk shook his head in disgust, and attacked the little boy. The devils in hell are not so mad!
"Not always!"

Chen Mo reckoned that maybe the priests in these places are so disciplined because there are people watching from above, and the priests on his side may be doing this because no one is watching from above!
"This lord!"

"Call me the Lord, I am the Lord of the Holy Light!"

"Okay, my lord!"

The old monk still couldn't understand, why would an archangel steal the artifact and defect to the world?

"Maybe it's because I'm too busy. Heaven strictly observes five days off and two days off. This iron line is eight hours a day. If you change to 007, see if those angels have time to do other things!"

"All right!"

The old monk didn't dare to ask any more questions, he was afraid to ask any more questions, this distorted Lord of the Holy Light gave himself away!
"Didn't that guy say where he went?"

"No, how dare we ask!"

"All right!"

Chen Mo nodded, and then realized that something was wrong. Why is the church so big, with only the old monk in it?

"What about the others? The witcher, the bishop, and the battle nun?"

"They all set off with that angel!"

The old monk smiled wryly, he wanted to talk about this just now, now there are only a dozen ascetic monks left here, and a group of students.

Chen Mo sighed again, a bunch of thugs went out with a battle angel, could it be that they went to subjugate demons?But he didn't feel any big dark forces appearing. Could it be that Horus's perception ability was banned across the world?
"Find a way to contact them, that might be a trap!"

After the old monk placed Chen Mo in the guest room, he took the order and left immediately. Don’t underestimate these ascetic monks. Apart from hard training, they also taught themselves other things every day. Programming and electric welding are compulsory courses. Many of them are young At that time, they were even master fighters who could level a street without any problem. If they were not old and weak now, they might also be taken away by Gabriel.

Within a few minutes, the old monk hurried over with his tablet computer in his arms, saying that he had found the traces of the brigade. Chen Mo took a look at the computer. Well, the noon news reported that a group of religious figures had been dumped in a garbage dump According to the news, most of the bodies of these religious figures are intact, no property is lost, and a few women have no signs of being violated, but everyone is dead!
"Take me to see it!"

Chen Mo scratched his head, he didn't understand very well, these people were not enough for him to beat, why did Gabriel attack them?
The old monk drove Chen Mo to the scene in a small pickup that the church usually distributes relief food to the poor. The police and the FBI had already set up a cordon, and there were a bunch of reporters around. Seeing people from the church appear, they immediately Like a wild dog seeing shit, he rushed over, wanting to get first-hand information.

"give it to you!"

Chen Mo pushed the old man to the reporter, while he crossed the cordon and came to the scene led by a beautiful female police officer.

At this moment, most of the corpses were packed into body bags and were ready to be transported back to wait for the forensic doctor to dissect. Chen Mo took a rough look at a few of them. Although he was not a forensic doctor, he could tell from the ruddy skin and intact organs that these people died very quickly. Strange, as if they could sit up from the bag at any time, but they were all dead, to be exact, their souls were pumped out!

"That's true!"

Chen Mo shook his head tut-tsk. The last time he encountered the matter of souls, it was the holy deed that Mephisto dragged into the water, which sealed the souls of [-] saints. Lao Mo degraded these people into hell The shape of these church members is the same, but they don't know who smoked it, but judging from their calm expressions, Chen Mo probably did it by an acquaintance!
At this moment, the old monk who had finished dealing with the reporter got into the tent, looked at the corpse in a daze, and muttered about not paying back the money he owed.

"Don't be sad, life can't be resurrected!"

"But this guy still owes me 300 million yuan!"

The old monk pointed at an old man, his face full of heartache.

"Ah this!"

Chen Mo glanced at the closed door, and then said.

"It's okay, there will be no one here, don't worry about crying!"

Before he could finish crying, the police and the head of the FBI walked in. Because the case was complicated, they could only see what the church had to say first.

"We need the physical characteristics of the suspect!"

The sketcher brought by the person in charge said.

Then the old monk began to cry about his 300 million, while describing Gabriel's appearance in detail. Looking at the lifelike big bald head in the sketcher's pen, Chen Mo punched his palms, as if awakened from enlightenment.

"I knew it!"

"what do you know?"

"There is no good person with a bald head!"

As soon as Chen Mo said this, the old monk who was already bald and only had a ring of hair around him, and the old sheriff with the same hairstyle all looked at the person in charge of the fbi, who had a shiny big bald head.

"Sir, what you said is too big to hit!"

The sketcher, who is also bald, is full of indignation, because he has a little more hair, what's so exciting about it!
(End of this chapter)