Chapter 106 Ready to go
Erin's attitude was a little cautious.

But for some reason, when she saw the appearance of the priest she was about to follow, Irene felt that her heart began to slowly drop, and the suffocating tension before it gradually softened.

Perhaps this Father Yorks was not the unusually cold priest she had thought.

"Ah."

Yorks responded, looking at the trainee nun, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

He began to vaguely understand the old man's arrangement.

In perception, this novice nun has an inherently calming aura, just like the sanctity of the Virgin Mary.

"You already know where you are going to be assigned now?"

Yorks said, carefully observing the expression and demeanor of the other party.

Fortunately, this trainee nun has passed the test. Even if her future is uncertain, she can still maintain her sobriety and calmness.

The trainee nun nodded seriously.

"I know, I will accompany you to the Monastery of Santa Cata, and I will assist you in your work in the Pluto Church in the future."

"Well, since you already know, I won't say more."

Yorks glanced at the statue of Jesus in the center of the depths, then turned and left.

"Come on, we're ready to go."

Yorks' resolute attitude made Irene slightly dazed, but seeing the figure that was about to disappear, she still took a deep breath and trotted all the way to follow.

Sensing the footsteps behind him, Yorks subconsciously looked to the side.

The young novice nun had already followed, and at the same time tried to maintain the same frequency as following his shoulder.

Seeing her expression of forcibly suppressing her breathing, the corners of Yorks' mouth curled up. If he wanted to become a nun in his Pluto church, no matter what, he had to exercise his physical strength first.

With the idea of ​​exercising, Yorks took her to the place where Bishop Roveshan was.

A spacious office full of sacred attributes.

"It seems you are satisfied, Yorks."

Bishop Rovesan sat in front of a luxurious desk and tilted his head to glance at the novice nun who was standing a few meters behind the priest, panting heavily, her chest heaving up and down, and said calmly.

"But she's just a trainee nun, so you have to take her ability into consideration."

Yorks was unmoved, "Bishop Lovshan, I will handle this myself."

"Well, this is your nun from Pluto's church, you can do what you want."

Bishop Luo Fushang looked away, and didn't say any more. After all, one sentence was enough. He took out a folded map and a document from the drawer, put them on the table, and pushed them over.

"The map of Santa Catta Monastery, and the helicopter has been arranged in the backyard."

Yorks smiled, took the map and bowed his head in respect,
"Thank you for your help, Bishop Lovshan."

The old man also smiled and waved his hand.

"Go."

After getting the map, Yorks brought Irene to his room again.

"Tired?"

Listening to the heavy breathing, Yorks looked back at Irene and said with a smile.

"If you feel tired, you can rest here first."

However, what Yorks didn't know was that his words aroused Irene's inner strength. She took a quick breath to recover her breath, shook her head and said firmly.

"Father Yorks, if there is anything I can do to help, please tell me."

"Okay, then please take this backpack and these backpacks to the helicopter in the backyard."

Yorks picked up the backpack containing the RPG-7 rocket launcher, which weighed about seven or eight kilograms, and handed it over with a calm expression on his face.

"It can be heavy, do your best."

Irene glanced at the tall and strong priest in front of her, and took the backpack in front of her with both hands, all the previous feelings had disappeared.

Feeling the weight of the backpack in her hand, and looking at the backpacks shown by the priest, Irene said seriously.

"Okay, Father Yorks, I will try my best."

"Ah."

Yorks rarely showed a satisfied expression, took out his mobile phone and walked out the door.

Irene pursed her lips, watched the priest stride away, and then walked towards the backyard with her backpack in both hands.

"This is a test from God," she thought.

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On the busy roadway.

A Harley motorcycle with simple and smooth lines and a domineering side is quickly shuttling through it.

The roaring engine sound was even mixed with extremely loud singing, which made the drivers of the vehicles nearby and the pedestrians walking on the sidewalk look sideways.

However, the owner didn't care about it, and even controlled the car alone, reaching out to take out the mobile phone with specially adjusted vibration.

"Hi! Father Yorks."

He was afraid that the people on the opposite side would not hear the same thing, so he shouted loudly.

The phone was connected, and when Yorks heard the swift, whistling wind and the explosive singing, he subconsciously took the phone away.

"Are you ready?"

Healy's voice rang out from the phone.

"Come on! Arrive right away!"

This is indeed the case. At a certain intersection, the dark Harley motorcycle with very smooth lines turned into another intersection.

cried Healy, looking up at the church tower that appeared at the end.

"Father Yorks, I can see the church already."

"Ok!"

Yorks hung up the phone and glanced at the guarding cultivator next to him. Without his response, Healey, who had a particularly strong breath, might be stopped outside the door.

Before he could think about it, the sound of a roaring engine appeared at the end.

Buzz! !

Yorks looked over subconsciously.

A dark and very flamboyant Harley motorcycle appeared in his eyes.

Buzz! !

Seeing the arrogance exuding from both the Harley motorcycle and its owner Healy, Yorks twitched his mouth.

This guy is as flamboyant as ever.

"Father Yorks!"

Healy was visibly delighted, and when he saw him at the door, he waved his hand vigorously and yelped, regardless of the occasion.

"Father Yorks!"

The sound seemed to drown out the sound of the engine.

Yorks glanced at the frowning frown guarding the gate again, and still couldn't help but feel a headache.

This special code is a problem child.

Forget it, as the distance got closer, Yorks even heard the lyrics.

Have fun in this city.

Putting on canvas shoes and wearing a brand-name bag, I almost fell in love with myself, so handsome.

Brother is so sexy, quickly call the police and firefighters to cool me down.

My brother is so sexy, even my violent temper is extinguished by my handsomeness.

Dude is so hot, say my name you know who I am

Brother is so sexy, brother has a bright future...

The explosive song that can make people shake their mouths is getting closer and closer, until the Harley motorcycle stops in front of them with a strong wind.

Yorks looked at Healy, who was grinning in a denim vest and jeans, paired with a pair of black sunglasses, and a floral belt around his neck, and couldn't help but pat him on the back.

With pop!With a bang, Yorks' helpless voice followed.

"You bastard, I didn't dare to be as arrogant as you when I was young."

(End of this chapter)

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