I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 499 The Son of God

orleans quince
In the 80s of the last century, it used to rely on the GDP output value of the automobile industry to rank first in the country.

Now, with the industrial transfer of the world's major automakers to the third world, the Quinn District has declined, and auto workers have all been laid off.

Families with savings in their hands moved to other cities to live, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled here to linger.

There are single-family courtyards with luxuriant grass everywhere on the street. Not far away, an abandoned factory building is lying on the ground, and none of the glass windows is intact.

Through the windows, you can also see graffiti on the walls of the factory building and human excrement everywhere on the ground.

Wang Yuchuan glanced at Lao Jin's head, and said in an uncertain tone, "Are you sure your believers live here?"

To be honest, it was far from what he had imagined.

The old golden head stared out of the window, his face full of pity, "Why don't you take out all the gold bricks you treasure to improve the lives of my believers? They are too miserable."

"Eh..." Wang Yuchuan immediately exposed his miser's face at this time: "I'm not doing charity, why did I take out the money and distribute it to others for no reason?"

"People believe in you, so you should give them some benefits, right? Otherwise, what do you do with your beliefs? Are you full?" Old Jintou looked anxious.

"This is your business, don't push your business on me."

Wang Yuchuan's position is very firm. It's okay if you want me to visit your believers, but you want me to pull money out?Sorry, no way.

Wang Yuchuan has been idle for a long time, and now he is in a state of sitting and eating. He only has a little gold in his hand, so of course he has to save some money.

At this time, the driver sneaked a glance at the rearview mirror of the car and frowned.There is a person sitting in the back of the car, who is he talking to?
The cool wind squeezed out from the car window, he suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help shivering.

"You have no conscience, forget it, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. I'll find my own way to make money."

Old Jin leaned back on the chair, raised his arms, crossed his hands, put them behind his head, raised his head, looked at the roof of the car with a pensive expression on his face.

"Yes, yes, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

Wang Yuchuan was still secretly glad that he kept his small coffers, but he didn't know that because of his stinginess at this moment, there was already a huge trouble waiting for him ahead.

If he was given a chance to start over, he would rather empty out his small coffers. Of course, this is all for later.

Olvia car factory entrance

The taxi driver slammed on the brakes and stopped at the entrance of the Olvia Automobile Factory.

"Two hundred Australian dollars." The taxi driver had a panicked look on his face, and his voice trembled a little.

Wang Yuchuan paid the fare and got out of the car.

The driver quickly released the brake, stepped on the accelerator, started in three seconds, and drove away like a whirlwind.

"Honey, let me tell you, I've been crazy on this job, and I've been babbling in the backseat all the way. I'm really afraid that he will suddenly pull out a gun and shoot me."

The driver said excitedly on the phone.

The emotional driver thought Wang Yuchuan was crazy.

Wang Yuchuan didn't expect this. Looking at the back of the taxi going away, he couldn't help sighing.

The people of Orleans are under great pressure to survive, and this driver worked hard enough to make more trips.

"It's here." Old Jintou closed his eyes and felt it carefully: "I can feel that there are hundreds of people chanting my name here, endlessly like flies."

"Are you despising them?"

Wang Yuchuan lit a cigarette, stretched his legs, and walked towards the gate.

Lao Jin's head and feet were not touching the ground, and a ghost was floating beside him.

"I still expect them to do things for me, how dare I dislike them? Aren't you short of manpower now? There are plenty here, and I can't guarantee the loyalty of everyone. At least, there are still 200 people."

"Bai Susu is enough, and with a little training, she can become an all-rounder."

The factory door was closed and locked inside.

Wang Yuchuan didn't slow down, walked to the door, raised his hand and pushed it, and spat out the strength of his palm, the whole door fell to the ground with a loud crash.

Wang Yuchuan walked in and stepped on the fallen iron gate.

Seven or eight burly men with guns and live ammunition looked at him in a daze. After a while, they raised their submachine guns in a panic and pointed their guns at Wang Yuchuan.

"Old Jintou, we seem to have misunderstood something." Wang Yuchuan slowly turned his neck and looked at Lao Jintou: "Your believers have guns in their hands. Judging from this, they are really rich."

"it seems to be like this."

Da Da Da Da!

The muzzle spewed out flames, bullets rolled, and Wang Yuchuan was shot into a sieve on the spot.

Those burly men stopped shooting, lowered their hands, and pointed their guns at the ground.

Wang Yuchuan fell on his back, his eyes widened.

"Let's find a few people to repair the door, FUCK, where's the madness?"

"If you listen to me and fill your stomach, how about being hit like this by a few bullets? Are you ashamed?"

Lao Jintou squatted on the ground, looked at Wang Yuchuan's miserable state, and made sarcastic remarks.

Wang Yuchuan sat up, the warhead stuck in his body clanged and fell on the iron door, he rolled his eyes: "It has nothing to do with you."

When the gunmen saw this scene, they all had expressions of shock on their faces.

After a while, they came back to their senses, quickly replaced the magazines, and put the gun back up.

Wang Yuchuan glanced at them impatiently, and waved his hands: "My own people, my own people, ask your person in charge to come out, I have something to say to him."

What responded to him was intensive gunfire, and Wang Yuchuan was shot into a sieve again.

Still not at ease, they threw the submachine guns away, drew their pistols, and shot while approaching Wang Yuchuan.

bang bang bang!Wang Yuchuan's hands and feet twitched from time to time, and clusters of blood mist dissipated in the air.

Old Jintou couldn't stand it anymore, he waved his hand casually, and the wind suddenly rose.

The wind was so strong that they couldn't stand still.

There were flying sand and rocks in the courtyard, and the gunmen rolled and crawled in the flying sand and rocks, stumbling and stumbling.

At this moment, Wang Yuchuan gasped and sat up abruptly, a layer of golden light lit up against his body contour, making him look like a god.

Wang Yuchuan looked puzzled.

The old Jintou patted him on the shoulder, "Have you ever been a magic stick?"

"what?"

"Brace yourself, they're coming."

"Who's here?" Wang Yuchuan looked like a monk with two feet who was confused.

At this moment, the gust of wind suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuchuan saw dozens of old men in white robes and holding hexagrams looking at him in shock.

This is?

"God's son!"

"God has not forgotten his believers, and the day of redemption has come."

Those old men knelt down to Wang Yuchuan while shouting, and more and more believers came out of the factory building, and a large area of ​​them knelt down in a short while.

(End of this chapter)