American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 71 71 You Are Lovers

Now John really regrets, regrets trusting the high priest.

The high priest looked as if he was holding the pearl of wisdom and everything was under control.

In fact, when it comes to actual operation, the plan has completely changed.

At this time, the high priest was full of confusion, and he murmured softly: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be, why can the secret method of overdrawing potential persist for so long?!"

John was furious, and sprayed at the high priest: "The secret method of shit, Ma De, he didn't use the secret method at all. He must have discovered us in advance. The collapse and fainting just now were all fakes, in order to show the enemy weakness and let us We took the initiative to attack. It’s all right now, you fucking exposed your location, and he’s here to kill you!”

The high priest was dumbfounded. The sick John had been submissive to him, but now he dared to punch him hard.This was something he never expected, so he was dumbfounded by the scolding, knowing that he was being scolded, he flew into a rage, "Who are you talking to, you son of a bitch, tell me again..."

A gunshot suddenly resounded through the town.

"Oh!"

The bullet passed through the window glass, making a crisp sound, and pierced the high priest's neck unabated, and the bullet flew out from the other neck with blood.

What makes people desperate is that the bullet actually accurately shot through the arteries on both sides.

The high priest's head was deflected by the force, and blood splashed from his neck immediately.

His eyes widened, and his body leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

Two hands tightly covered the broken artery, but it was useless, blood still flowed out from the palm of the hand, and blood was even choked out from the nostrils and mouth.

"Cough cough!"

Feeling the loss of vitality and the loss of strength, the high priest gasped for breath, desperate and unwilling.

"Why? This is unreasonable!"

He felt that Ron's existence was completely unreasonable!

At this moment, the high priest finally felt the pain of dying when innocent townspeople were refined into evil spirits.He finally felt a little bit of the pain of hundreds of families being torn apart by him.

Unfortunately, he died too easily.

The pain was too short.

Totally unable to repay the pain he caused others.

Absolutely not!

John turned around in astonishment and saw Ron outside the window still running towards him.

He understood that they had caught Ron's attention just now by standing at the window.

After Ron found them, he shot decisively without hesitation.

He hurriedly squatted down and hurried to the side of the high priest, his face full of anxiety, as if he was about to lose his dearest relative.

Seeing this, the high priest felt somewhat relieved.

Finally, at the last moment of staying in the world, there will be people who will be sad for me, and others will be sad for me.

With a mournful face, John said loudly, "High Priest, don't die, hold on, hold on... Tell me, it's never too late to die after offering sacrifices to the evil god Acris!"

"you you……"

The gratification on the high priest's face stagnated, and then the anger rose, but this excitement accelerated the blood flow, and the blood flowed out of the wound faster.

He was already on the verge of death, but now his body convulsed violently, and finally he fell into a pool of blood unwillingly and died.

"Oh!"

A loud bang.

Ron kicked open the door and rushed in with guns in both hands.

"Hands up, don't move!"

John didn't cooperate, he looked down at the corpse of the high priest lying in his arms.

I just feel that this trip is like a dog.

Originally thought that following the high priest could prolong life by offering sacrifices to evil gods.

Who knew... who knew that the high priest was a big fool who pretended to be smart!
The plan was very good before, manipulating the evil spirits to commit crimes in the small town, which attracted the attention of the investigation bureau.

Then, they were captured and sacrificed to the evil god, and everything went so smoothly.

But since meeting Ron, the situation has changed.

After the high priest confronted that Ron, he encountered the biggest Waterloo in his life, made mistakes repeatedly, and staged all kinds of anxious maneuvers.

Made, almost killed him, no, he was already killed.

"Made, it's fine for the high priest to kill himself, why did he cheat me? It's a pain in the ass!"

Thinking of this, John cried.

I cried so sadly.

When Ron entered the door, he saw a bald man hugging an old man in a black robe, crying loudly, tears streaming down his face.

He was stunned!
Totally bewildered!

What's the relationship between them?
Why did Mao cry so sadly?

lover?

Ron shook his head quickly, clearing everything from his mind.

"Raise your hands!"

After hearing this, John finally came to his senses. He raised his head, and then slowly raised his hands in grief. Ron stepped forward and quickly took out the handcuffs to restrain him.

He curiously asked John: "He, your dad?"

"What my dad?"

John was taken aback.

Ron wondered.

"He's not your father, why are you crying so sad?"

John spat heavily on the high priest's body.

"Hey, he's not my father, he's my enemy!"

Ron became more and more confused.

"He owes you money?"

John was dumbfounded.

"What do you owe me?"

Ron reasoned: "The debtor is dead and can't get the money back, so as the creditor, you are very sad. Isn't the logic smooth?"

John shook his head like a rattle, "He's not my creditor either!"

By asking John, Ron finally understood the magical operation of the high priest.

He couldn't understand the high priest's train of thought at all, but he was greatly shocked and greatly appreciated it.

"Brilliant!"

Ron looked at the high priest's body, and after a while, he spit out two words.

It would be perfect if my opponents in the future were idiots like the High Priest.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with praising the high priest.

Not a good word to say.

Compliments from your opponent often mean that your opponent really likes you.

Love your silliness, your dish.

It would be easy to catch John, because although John is a sick child, he is still a wizard after all, and can control evil spirits to a certain extent.

With the mutual cooperation of Ron and the Warrens, the evil spirit was quickly killed.

In this wave, Ron gained another 24 skill points, plus the 10 skill points gained from killing the C-level alien high priest, and the previous 2 skill points, he has 36 skill points again.

Unfortunately, he tried to upgrade his bloodline, but there was no response.

It seems that after the fusion of blood vessels, it becomes more and more difficult to advance.

Therefore, he left the skill points there for later use.

……

In the church chamber.

"Well?"

Captain Jonathan woke up faintly.

Opening his eyes, he saw Ron and the others.

Ron said: "Captain, are you awake?"

"You? You...why are you here?"

Jonathan saw clearly that it was Ron, and the Warrens. As for John, who was tightly tied up behind them and rested on a chair, they were all acquaintances, and he knew them all.

But what was going on, he hadn't had time to figure it out yet!
"Boss, sent us to rescue you!"

Jonathan's somewhat confused mind finally came to his senses.

He glanced at John.

He thought of the terrifying black-robed high priest.

He was planted in the hands of the high priest, more precisely, the cannon fodder manipulated by the high priest beat them half to death.

Finally, the High Priest appeared on the stage and took them away in a wave, and they were easily captured by the High Priest.

"Oh, where is the High Priest?"

"died!"

When Ron thought of the high priest, he felt quite boring.

Before meeting him, the high priest was shot and killed by him.

The two fought against each other for several rounds.

The high priest knew him, but he didn't know the high priest at all.

It has to be said that this is not a pity.

If I had known that guy was so interesting, I should have had a heart-to-heart talk with him.

(End of this chapter)