I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 149

Watson spent the next few days repeating the boring life of the hospital-dormitory building-the basement hall, and only in the evening can he sleep soundly for two or three hours every day.

But he didn't feel too obvious the fatigue of staying up all night, maybe it was the effect of the [-]ml test tube of nectar extracted every night, the vigor contained in the viscous light golden drink was enough to relieve most of his pain. Tired from work, his heart only needs two hours of light rest before it can continue to beat vigorously, supporting him to continue working at night.

Of course, it is more likely that it is because the job of being Croweite's assistant is too easy, and Watson even took time out to learn a little bit of Fuchino, also known as the dry language.

Thanks to the high similarity between Fucino and Latin, his learning progress is very fast, and he can already read the classics of the hidden world written in Fucino, and he also knows that Lots of hidden world knowledge.

Watson now knows that even Sichens are hostile to each other, just like the confrontation between Colonel Chen of the Blade/Scar Tribune and Lionsmith...however, he has never learned why the two are opposing each other.

He also now knows the information about the first three areas of Mansu, that behind the Gate of Pure White lies the Wisdom Knight's Cabin and the Orchard of Light, and that behind the Gate of the Stag is the information about the painted river and the Stairway of Sharp Blades, but he has always Did not find a suitable opportunity to embark on the road of dream walking again.

But the intimate phase is steadily improving, and will soon be able to grow to the limit that can be achieved at the first level, and then continue to advance to the next level.

However, even the seemingly enlightened Crossroads Order will not easily grant second-level taboo knowledge to believers, and even voluntary applications will be rejected. You must have certain merits before the Order will allow you. Advanced study application.

And this achievement obviously does not include the voluntary work for the hospital without complaint and no payment, but refers to those more dangerous illegal activities.

In the words of Nello Bax—sir, it’s not that Mr. Winfreys is trying to make things difficult for you. This is also a rule that has been in place since the establishment of the church. It is only after all hardships, if they are given casually, wouldn't it make their sweat and blood all in vain?Then who is willing to go out to perform those dangerous tasks in the future? Everyone will think that they only need to hide in the underground hall to work in peace and order, and wait for others to get back a further secret message.

Watson also nodded understandingly, and then asked Nello if he needed help with any dangerous tasks recently, and he just needed to use blood and killing to practice the principles of the blade.

Sure enough, Nello quickly replied, saying that there will be an operation tomorrow night, and you can participate in it, sir.

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It was night, and it was windy and snowy.

In such a cold night, the sailing boat and the tobacco tavern are still in full swing, and the falling snowflakes are rushing towards the glass windows with dim yellow lights, trying to soak the thin glass with the severe frost, but in There was a sound of scolding and cheering, unwilling to be overwhelmed.

The cold wind only felt that he was treated indifferently... In such a cold night, you mortals are still surrounded by this tavern, instead of curling up in the bed to resist my blow? !Do you look down on the wind too much? ! ! !

Then suddenly a gust of wind blew and knocked open the thin wooden door of the sailboat and tobacco tavern. The old door panel covered with knife marks and bullet holes immediately screamed and opened shiveringly, letting the icy cold wind Brutal intrusion.

The wind of the cold night roared recklessly, swept back and forth in this tavern full of alcohol, nicotine and sweaty smell, blew out seven candles, overturned three cards, overturned two dice, startled a rage Scolding howling and rejoicing.

The wine-nosed gambler who had just opened the dice cup looked at the messy numbers of dice under the cup, and couldn't help cursing angrily: "Damn it, I obviously have three sixes, how come I have two sixes now?!"

The gambler, who was about to start a killing spree, just threw out his cards when he saw a gust of wind blowing his two cards that were about to reach the greasy table to the ground, "Fack! Where's my queen card? !!! Why is it missing?!"

The Mediterranean gambler who was about to lose even his underwear said with a happy smile: "Hey, you've blown this card to the bottom of the table, who knows if you plan to change cards below, this one is not counted." , let's open another one."

"Fuck your mother, I'll change the cards, how can this not be counted? I'm a pair of queens!" The rosacea-nosed gambler who had just picked up the cards angrily threw the cards on the table, with both palms on the table. The two people on the table shared a table and shouted angrily: "Fucking, pay the money quickly, don't fucking think of excuses to renege on the debt!!!"

"Pay?" The Mediterranean gambler looked at the few British pound coins left on the table, his eyeballs rolled around, and immediately stood up and scolded: "Pay your mother!!! God knows you boy Did he squat under the table to change the cards? Hey Martin, I suspect that this kid is out of luck. He just squatted under the stage and didn’t know what he was doing. It’s designated to change the cards!!!”

Martin is the security guard of the Sailboat and Tobacco Tavern. guest.

As soon as he heard someone calling his name at this moment, he immediately put down his beer glass, took off his coat to reveal the sweater bulging with muscle, walked over fiercely, and shouted in what he thought was a very majestic and oppressive voice road:

"Which short-sighted guy dares to make money in the tavern that Martin is in charge of?!!! You are just looking for-"

boom!
Before Martin's threatening words could be fully uttered, a whirling projectile shot rapidly from the darkness outside the open door, accurately hitting the center of his eyebrow, and easily piercing through the forehead bone. The brain was tumbling and swimming, mischievously splashing a gray and red liquid.

The sound of gunpowder explosion was still reverberating in this narrow and crowded tavern, and there were already several gunshots outside the door. This time, the targets were those strong men who were sitting near the bar and were about to draw out their guns to fight back. Men.

There were three more crisp and tiny bone cracking sounds, and the security guards of the tavern fell down with wide-eyed eyes before they even pulled out their pistols from their belts. Only the experienced bartender quickly knelt down, The thick bar counter was used as a cover to save a life for the time being.

Before the gamblers had time to let out deafening screams, the oil lamp in the tavern exploded with a bang, and the shattered glass mixed with the fire oil exploded. The gamblers closest to the oil lamp were really unlucky, and the oil that was still on fire splashed down and rolled to the ground screaming and screaming.

In the sailboat and the tobacco tavern, which was darkened in an instant, only the faint light that leaked out from the gaps when the gamblers were burned and rolled, reflected the figures of two masked intruders, but the brightness of this moment also followed the gamblers. The flames on his body were extinguished and it was completely dark.

The timid gamblers have already run out of the tavern crying and screaming while crawling and rolling out of the tavern, while some daring gamblers groped quietly, picked up a few handfuls of banknotes and coins, and then squatted down and left contentedly .

When the other gang members living upstairs heard the big commotion, they had picked up the oil lamps and spears, and ran down the stairs. However, the light sources in their arms could not only illuminate the chaotic environment inside the tavern, but also They can also illuminate their own shapes.

When they had just set foot on the first floor and their bodies were fully exposed, the attackers who were already hiding in the shadow of the corner of the tavern fired at the same time tacitly, smashing the swift rescuer into a bloody sieve.

The fallen oil lamp also exploded, and the bright yellow flames filled the stairs, preventing other members of the gang from going downstairs.

However, the already clever gang members jumped onto the road from other passages, and quietly hid in the shadows towards the tavern, vowing to kill this group of damned attackers here, and use their blood to wash down the Burton Brothers Gang Shame!

(End of this chapter)