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Chapter 91 The actual controller of the black wizard group

Early in the morning, the outside of the gymnasium was very lively.

Zhao Song sat in the taxi, quietly watching the noisy crowd outside.

Among this group of people, there are volunteers holding a banner with the words "Oriental Devil" written on it.

There are old locals with hyperactive, rosaceous noses and big bellies.

The most important figure among them is the priest who charges forward in front of everyone.

You said that people in their sixties are now standing in front of everyone and moving around, and they are not afraid of having a heart attack and dying suddenly on the spot.

He watched the priest lead people to attack the defense line of the gymnasium, and the people in the gymnasium joined hands to form a wall to resist the impact of the flow of people.

It's not that no one wants to make a black hand.

But the person who planned to make a black hand was knocked down by Frank and the blade warrior with a tranquilizer gun before they could do it.

Frank was even more expressionless in the rushing crowd, with an anesthesia needle in his hand, elusive and ready to attack at any time.

The gym is pretty safe now.

Zhao Song didn't plan to make a move either.

Little John sneaked out from the back door and followed the car.

As soon as he came up, he vomited bitterness and rapped.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Zhao Song interrupted his complaining and told him to stay quietly in the car. In his eyes, whether it was the hyperactive priest or the red neck with the veins protruding between the necks, they all had an abnormal black color on their bodies. breath.

It looks like the breath of the devil.

This is the devil getting smarter, knowing how to use his old profession to deceive people?

Or, is there any person on the mysterious side who is dissatisfied with his behavior?

However, these small operations in front of him can't hurt Zhao Song's muscles.

Zhao Song didn't need to do anything, after a while, the reporter who came from afar, thinking that there was big news, just got off the car, and was called back by the editor-in-chief.

Immediately afterwards, the NYPD also arrived late and dispersed these people.

Before the priest was pulled away, he kicked and kicked, his face full of disbelief.

He cursed loudly in the direction of the gymnasium, lest the others would not hear, his voice began to change sharply.

Zhao Song could hear his inflected voice through the car glass.

"God will punish you, heretics! Your souls will go to hell forever and become the playthings of Satan, I curse you, I curse you..."

His saliva was flying in the air, his mouth was open so wide that even the NYPD patrol who pulled him could see his tonsils dancing in the air.

His face was very red.

It looks bloody.

Hearing the harsh curse, Zhao Song quietly took out the thermos from his sleeve.

Taking a sip, he motioned for the taxi driver to follow.

Those patrolmen who arrived late did not do anything to the priest. After they rudely left the priest on the side of the road, a group of people with explosion-proof shields stopped in front of the gymnasium.

Judging by their looks, they didn't take it too seriously.

Barely put on a show.

The media and people from these police stations were called by Stark Corporation. To be precise, Tony Stark played a huge role in it.

After the playboy was assassinated, he went out of his way and began to intervene in the company's management.

He cheered up!
At the shareholder meeting and the board of directors, he and Obadiah have publicly clashed more than once.

But the magic is that Tony thought he would not get the support of the shareholders.

Instead, Obadiah was abandoned by the shareholders.

Because those people in the shareholder meeting agreed that as long as Tony Stark, a playboy, is really willing to take care of the company and get his heart back, then their market share will expand again.

Before the benefits of real money, Obadiah who was in charge of this area before?

Sorry, I'm not familiar with you.

However, Zhao Song also knew that Tony's help would last for a while, but not for the rest of his life.

It is far worse to raise the pot to stop the boiling.

As long as he gets rid of the black hands behind the scenes, he doesn't have to worry about those little guys in front.

Zhao Song watched the priest staggering into his chapel and followed him.

This small church is not big, with at most thirty seats. The priest sighed and walked towards the back hall, but was stopped by someone.

Zhao Song flicked his sleeves, and a set of four formation flags flew out from the sleeves and plunged into the ground, he reached out his hand to stop the priest, and asked kindly: "Hello, I am the heretic you mentioned.

I am the owner of the gym. My surname is Zhao. Excuse me, can you tell me why you want to target my gym? "

Seeing Zhao Song, the priest obviously had some changes, his breath became heavy, and the red blood in his eyes increased obviously.

Even the muscles all over his body began to swell!

"Damn you, heretic!"

The priest did not answer Zhao Song's question.

He looked at Zhao Song's eyes, full of anger!
Because of his anger, his whole body began to swell!
Zhao Song didn't interrupt his swell.

He was observing the change of the priest.

The priest is becoming a "Hulk", but the transformation of the priest is not completely without side effects.

The price of his transformation is his intelligence!

The higher the strength, the lower the intelligence.

Zhao Song didn't talk nonsense.

As the priest's body swelled.

Zhao Song found that he had lost his mind.

Even the normal language organization and expressive ability are gone.

Big chunks of muscle tore through the priest's clothes, revealing black hair!
His transformation process is no different from that of the Hulk.

All the same horror.

But they are not exactly the same, the Hulk transforms, he will not have so much hair on his body, and he will not turn his entire face into a wolf!
Father, transformed in front of Zhao Song and turned into a werewolf!
His saliva dripped on the ground, and then he roared at Zhao Song.

The foul smell made Zhao Song frowned unconsciously, and the werewolf brandished his dagger-like sharp claws, and grabbed Zhao Song!

"pagan!"

The priest who turned into a werewolf still thinks that Zhao Song is a heretic, completely forgetting that he is now like this, and he will be judged by the Holy See in the middle world.

Zhao Song looked at the slap he was waving, threw off his sleeve and slapped him away, and then knocked the opponent unconscious with a cloak.

In his opinion, the power of this werewolf is just a big fool.

His power is not worth mentioning at all, much weaker than Dracula.

After knocking out the opponent, Zhao Song found that as his anger decreased, the priest's body began to lose weight gradually, like a punctured balloon, returning to its original shape.

"So the transformation is related to anger?"

Zhao Song put the priest in the formation, took cold water from the faucet, and splashed it on the priest's face!
The priest was awakened!
He looked up and saw Zhao Song.

"Damn heretics!"

His eyes continued to bloodshot, and his stature continued to grow.

Zhao Song watched coldly. Anyway, no matter what noises are made here, they cannot be heard outside.

He wants to see how many times this priest can transform.

His power is not endless.

Just like that, once, twice, three times.

Every time he wakes up and sees Zhao Song, he yells that the heretics have transformed.

Zhao Song simply took a chair and sat in front of the priest, watching the priest change.

As long as the priest transforms, Zhao Song will wear it alone.

Repeatedly, the priest woke up again, and after seeing Zhao Song, he lost his temper at all.

Even in the eyes, there is fear.

He lost his temper.

He has not changed.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao."

He got up tremblingly and said.

Zhao Song was originally crossing his legs and praying to Buddha with a prayer beads in his hands. He thought he had to go through the procedure again this time, so he even rolled up his sleeves.

The result is no more.

The priest returned to normal, and became the usual very kind, temperless old man.

That's fine.

Let's communicate peacefully.

He looked at Zhao Song timidly, losing the ability to be angry.

Zhao Song put the beads on his wrist, and asked straight to the point: "Father Pete, I am your good neighbor Zhao, I want to ask you a few questions now, I wonder if you can answer me?"

"Yes, yes, I swear in the name of the Lord, I will never deceive you."

He said in a panic, Zhao Song brought a Bible and asked him to put his hand on the Bible to communicate with him.

The priest did it honestly.

He kept swallowing nervously, no matter how he looked at it, the honest old priest in front of him couldn't be compared with the crazy man in front of him who turned into a werewolf like hyperthyroidism.

He is as gentle as a little sheep.

Zhao Song asked one by one, the first question was whether he was a werewolf.

As a result, no.

This is his first transformation.

The second point is why he targeted gymnasiums.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

The old priest said with a mournful face that he felt that he would be tortured to death by the oriental demon in front of him today.

He felt wronged and scared.

The old priest was not very faithful to God either.

Although it sounds a little offensive, but he regards the identity of a priest more as a profession. He started doing it at the age of 20 and can do it for a lifetime.

He has not seen an angel, nor has he seen God.

He didn't know if God existed, and what he did was to open and close the door of the church every day, clean up on time, and give the newborn a Christian name by the way.

Even for things like baptism, sometimes it's not his turn to do it.

His annual income is not very impressive, so he will not go to the gymnasium to make trouble just because he feels that the glory of God has been taken away by the gymnasium.

Because he is an honest, timid old priest.

It is precisely because he is an honest man and abides by professional ethics.So in the community, there are really many people who come to this small church to confess.

After all, as long as I have repented, my sins will be eliminated. If I put the fitness video in my favorites, it means that I have already exercised.

The old priest became so excited since last night.

Because last night, a very mysterious person came to the church. He came to confess in a black cloak.

He did not choose to go to the confessional to confess, he took off his cloak in front of God.

"and many more."

Hearing this, Zhao Song suddenly asked: "You said last night, when you were about to close the door, a man in a cloak came."

He was interested, could this cloaked man have something to do with the demon that attacked him last night?
"Yes, he was wearing a cloak, and he said he was a lost lamb of God who wanted to confess to me."

said the old priest.

"What does he look like?"

Zhao Song felt that there was a breakthrough here, and he wanted to ask the old priest what the man in the cloak looked like.

Unexpectedly, when asked here, the old priest was suddenly speechless, his eyes were lost, as if he was lost in memory.

But things were obviously not that simple. Feeling the turbulent power of hell on the old priest, Zhao Song slapped him, and the blood python moved with him.

In the depths of the old priest's eyes, the purple-black power of hell turned into substance, instantly occupying his body.

"Master."

A repressed voice with an empty memory unique to demons came from the priest.

"Grandmaster, hello."

Zhao Song's blood python collided with the power of hell, and both of them remained motionless.

"Grandmaster, hello."

The old priest repeated the question mark like a repeater.

It seems that as long as Zhao Song doesn't respond, he will keep you well.

"I am fine, thanks, how about you?"

Zhao Song's set of written three series stunned the guy who was attached to the old priest.

The answer was something he hadn't expected.

"Of course I'm fine too."

The person attached to the old priest quickly said, "It's the first time we meet, let me introduce myself, I, the actual controller of the Black Wizards, you can call me the leader."

Head of the Black Wizards?

"You should be on the sun, not here."

Zhao Song said calmly, he was constantly looking at the other side.

That's right, the power of hell comes from the same source.

He definitely had a part in last night's attack.

"No, the one above the sun, he is actually dead, and now the Black Wizards, it works for me."

The person attached to the priest said, "Now, I want you to join our black wizard group."

Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, pointed his thumb in the direction of his gymnasium and said, "Sorry, although I think it's impolite to say this, but I still want to say, did you invite you?

Is that how you invited me?
No, do you think you train your dog?Give me a slap and a sweet date, and tell me that I can join you after showing off your muscles?

Are you kidding me? "

(End of this chapter)