Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 107 Departure
"hiss!"

Although he couldn't see how strong it was, Healy couldn't help but gasped and touched his hot back. He looked at the tall and strong priest with a slightly aggrieved tone.

"I haven't learned this from you yet."

I'm afraid you're learning the wrong way, Yorks wanted to say something, but his eyelids twitched, because the horn on the front of the car was still roaring.

Lyrics to the effect:

Brother will have a bright future,
Excuse me, beautiful girl, praise me quickly, woo woo!Praise me quickly, woo woo!

Because this uptown funk is for you.

On Saturday night, we're going to have a blast.

.....................

Listening to the lyrics sung quickly, Yorks' last words became:
"Saturdays are high, aren't they, Healy?"

"Cough!" Healy responded with a dry cough, and quickly turned off the horn.

"Father Yorks, you also know that when driving, you have to listen to this kind of song to refresh yourself."

"Oh."

This makes sense, Yorks did not refute, after all, he often released it, but looked at the man tied up in a ball behind the Harley motorcycle and said unconsciously.

"So who is he?"

Healy shrugged, "Michael, Father Yorks, it's a long story. He is the fuse of the subway station. It is because of him that the werewolf and the vampire have sex."

Hearing this, Yorks remembered the plot in Underworld, looked at the unconscious Michael, seemed to have understood something, glanced at Healy, and then turned around.

"Come in and tell me what the hell is going on."

Hearing this, Healy breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the monk guarding the gate, and carefully followed the priest's footsteps on a Harley motorcycle.

.....................

"You mean this guy can fuse the blood of a vampire and a werewolf to become a fusion of half wolf and half vampire?"

Yorks looked at Michael on Healey's shoulder and understood everything.

In the setting of Underworld, the ancestors of werewolves and vampires are brothers of the same blood.

These two brothers were born of a human being, the so-called ancestor of these vampires and werewolves, who can fuse the power of two different bloodlines of vampires and werewolves...

And this Michael should have the blood of the original ancestor, and at the same time, he is also the male protagonist in Underworld.

Thinking of the general plot of Underworld, Yorks withdrew his gaze and let Healy tell the information he already knew.

"Yes, Father Yorks, I accidentally sneaked into the werewolf's lair, and from the mouth of the werewolf leader, I learned that Michael is the last human bloodline of the original ancestor of these two groups,
So the werewolf intends to use his power to fuse the blood of werewolves and vampires, and force a blood exchange to transform the entire werewolf group. "

Saying that, Healy exaggerated.

"If the werewolf is allowed to complete the transformation, there will definitely be a big battle between these two groups that have been feuding for a long time, which will definitely affect the safety and life of human beings.

So in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, I thought of bringing this kid over and handing it over to you. "

Yorks smiled, "What do you want me to do? Do you want to execute him? It's simple, once and for all."

Healy froze for a moment, "This is not very good, Father Yorks."

Yorks was unmoved, "Why not, this is the best way, Healy."

Healy couldn't help but look at the unconscious Michael on his shoulders, he knew the priest was joking.

"Father Yorks, he is the fuse that can trigger a fight between the two groups, if you can provide shelter..."

"No, I'm not going to protect someone who has nothing to do with me, and it's not a nanny either, Healy." Yorks interrupted Healy, uttering his solution.

"If you hand it over to me, I will only hand him over to the Romanian official organization."

Healy did not expect this outcome at all.

"Father Yorks, does the church care about these things? I'm afraid that others will not be able to stop the attack of werewolves and vampires."

Hearing this, Yorks said indifferently.

"As long as werewolves and vampires don't affect the order, the church won't care about these trivial matters, and you also underestimate human beings."

Healy scratched his head, thought about it seriously, and felt the same thing, he could only say.

"Very well, Father Yorks."

"Ah."

After solving this matter so casually, Yorks felt nothing at all.

Even though Michael is the hero of Underworld, unless there are random missions, he doesn't really have the heart to get involved in these troublesome things, which is thankless.

Also, the church plays the role of maintaining order and being superior. Only when this Underworld legend really affects the stability of society and the original order, will it end, otherwise it will not become someone's nanny for any reason.
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"Place him here first, and deal with it later."

Taking the two of them to his room, Yorks pointed to the bed.

"Okay, Father Yorks." Healy responded obediently, and threw Michael, who was still unconscious, on the bed.

Seeing this, Yorks glanced at the backpack on the floor. Except for the backpack containing the holy C4 bomb, some warheads and ammunition, the rest of the backpack had disappeared, which showed that the trainee nuns had been working hard.

Thinking of this immature novice nun, the corners of Yorks' mouth slightly twitched, and he picked up a backpack with four RPG-7 warheads and threw it to Healy.

"Take it and follow me."

With that said, Yorks picked up the remaining two backpacks and immediately left.

Healy glanced back at Michael, who was still unconscious, and followed with his backpack.

Walking on the road, he couldn't help touching his backpack, showing a clear and excited look.

"Father, is this the warhead of the rocket launcher? Who are we going to do?"

"It's probably a demon." Yorks didn't hide it. After all, Healy was someone who was familiar with his style. Not much else to say, Father Mike always complained that he had led Healy badly.

"Wow! This is awesome!" Healy became more excited, "I haven't met a demon in a long time!"

Yorks ignored it and continued to lead him towards the backyard.

When the two walked together to a corridor, they began to bump into Irene who was returning and continuing to move.

"Father Yorks."

Irene stopped walking, and secretly glanced at Healy, who seemed to be very excited beside her father. Looking at the backpack on his shoulder, she could feel that this person was also a member of the same group, but she didn't know his identity.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Erin."

Yorks responded, walked past her, and stuffed the relatively light backpack with the ammunition in his left hand into Irene's arms.

"The pilot of the helicopter has arrived, there is no need to go back, we are leaving now."

Irene nodded blankly with her backpack in her arms, followed quickly, and followed Yorks with Healy, and she finally understood Healy's identity.

But what Irene didn't know was that Healy looked at her in amazement. He knew that the priest had always been alone, he whispered.

"Hello, my name is Healy, are you the deacon nun assigned by the church to Father Yorks?"

Hearing this, Irene nodded silently as she looked at the back of the resolute priest.

"Wow!"

Healy groaned.

(End of this chapter)