He is the Holy Son of the Holy See, but a master of black magic.

The middle-aged judge did not personally take Andy out of the church.

After taking him out of the Starry Temple, the other party sent a servant to do this as if he was throwing away a burden.

When leaving, they did not go to the main hall, but went to the back door in a zigzag manner.

I couldn't see any familiar figures on the road.

As he continued to move away from the temple, it seemed that the extraordinary world that was so close at hand gradually became blurred and out of reach.

Andy could only see some old and frail nuns and church helpers here, doing various trivial chores on the roadside.

What they discussed was not the high-minded things, but what to eat tonight, there were more and more thieves in the fish market, and so-and-so always liked to be lazy and not work, waiting for family members to have shortcomings.

The funny thing is that in this lower world, even the servants are not willing to take Andy through the last part of the journey.

On the way, he ordered an old nun who was washing clothes to do it for him.

"You look very sick, kid. Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"Are you here to receive free relief food?"

The church area covers a large area, and the old nun was a bit nagging and asked many questions along the way.

But she was very kind. When they parted, she saw Andy's stomach growling hungry and kindly gave him a biscuit.

This is also the only thing Andy has eaten since early this morning. Until now.

After leaving the church area and coming to the busy street, Andy walked towards the apartment building where he was previously placed.

As a result, as soon as he arrived nearby, he found that the apartment was engulfed in raging fire. It was red and black smoke billowing from the window, attracting a large number of passers-by to watch.

Andy narrowed his eyes at this.

But before he had any other thoughts, there were footsteps approaching suddenly.

Looking sideways, Father Matthew's female assistant was walking towards him in a hurry, as if she had something important to do.

However, when the time came, she stopped talking and finally simply said: "The priest has been transferred from his original post and will not be able to come back in a short time."

After saying this, she put the brown travel backpack she was carrying at Andy's feet, then turned around and left without looking back.

It seemed that he didn't want to have anything to do with Andy anymore, and he had no intention of helping him, a foreigner, find a new place to live.

Andy didn't say anything, he just picked up the backpack that he had entrusted to a female assistant to take care of before, unzipped it and looked at it.

There are some daily necessities for him inside, and the black suitcase is also among them.

"You slept peacefully."

Andy touched the box with his hand and felt relieved.

Because it would take quite a while to take the assessment, he had tried to find a way to let the things in the box sleep before doing so - relying on a little knowledge of herbal medicine.

Now it seems that the dose seems to be a bit high...

Thinking about how to improve the formula, Andy picked up his backpack and walked to a fast food restaurant not far away, thinking about filling his stomach first.

Order food and take a seat by the window.

While he was eating a burger, a bearded middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap suddenly walked out of the kitchen, approached, grabbed the plate on Andy's table, and threw it to the ground.

"Don't even think about eating any food from us, you damn thief!"

He roared loudly, looking at Andy with disgust on his face.

"Get up quickly and get out of here, you are not welcome here!"

This guy came very suddenly and what he said was inexplicable.

After swallowing the food in his mouth into his stomach, Andy said in a confused tone, "Who are you?"

"I'm the owner of this store!"

The bearded man said and kicked the chair where the boy was sitting.

The ferocious force caused the metal chair legs to rub violently against the tile floor, making a harsh creaking sound!

"I told you to hurry up and get out, why are you still dawdling?!"

…

"This little thing is a bit ruthless..."

Not far outside the fast food restaurant, a car was parked. There was a young man in the driver's seat, using binoculars to observe the situation in the store.

Then he saw that the tall, bearded boss was about to kick him a second time, but was knocked to the ground by a clever move from the boy!

Then, the bearded boss was kicked hard several times in his vital parts.

The seemingly thin boy seems to be surprisingly strong.

After several consecutive kicks, the adult man who was kicked kept wailing and screaming in pain, making the young man's eyelids jump subconsciously.

"Are you going to arrest someone, brother?"

The peeping young man then put down his binoculars and turned to look at the co-pilot.

There was a middle-aged man sitting there who was reading a newspaper. He had a handsome face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked polite and polite——

Surprisingly, it was the mayor of this city who first followed Father Matthew and ran to the hotel to pick up Andy!

After hearing this, the mayor snorted and said, "That's not enough. He is a minor, so his guilt is nothing."

"Then how many more will come?"

"certainly."

The mayor nodded and said: "If he goes to a house, we will let him fight. Even if no one is killed, he will be exhausted to death."

These cold-blooded words seemed extremely ordinary in his mouth, as if he was saying, the weather is really nice today.

In his tone, there was no trace of the goodwill and flattery towards Andy at the beginning.

"But what if this child endures it?"

The young man in the driver's seat was a little worried about this, "If I were him, I would definitely not do anything. After all, it is easy to see that it is a trap."

"It doesn't matter."

The mayor smiled and said: "If he doesn't take action, we will continue to humiliate him and insult him until he does."

"And if he can really endure it to that point, then it doesn't matter."

When he said this, the elegant-looking middle-aged man put down the newspaper in his hand and said in a very ordinary tone:

"Hotels, restaurants, wet markets, welfare homes, and even black markets, as long as he is in this city and this country, all public and private places will be closed to him."

"He may be very powerful, but even if we don't consider the cancer in his body, how many days can he live without eating, drinking or sleeping?"

"But what if he runs out of the country?"

"Airlines and railways have banned him, taxi drivers will not open their doors to him, and our military is standing guard at the border..."

When he said this, the mayor couldn't help but sneered, "In this case, where can he run?"

"...Is this too exaggerated?"

The young man in the driver's seat was speechless as he heard this, "Who did that kid offend? You actually put so much effort into targeting him?"

"against?"

The mayor was startled when he heard this, and then laughed dumbly, "You, you really think too much. That old gentleman doesn't really like this kid, let alone spend any more effort on him."

"Then what's going on?"

"After a group of people like me smelled the scent, they were all competing to perform, striving to become the old gentleman's dog - although I think this is wishful thinking."

With that said, the mayor looked out the car window with a hint of mockery at the black-haired boy who had already stepped out of the fast food restaurant.

On that afternoon five days ago, he didn't even have a chance to curry favor with the boy, and was complacent even as he handed him a watch.

But now, five days later, he has become the controller of the other party's destiny, able to manipulate and insult the other party at will.

If he just wanted to, he could even arrange for a sniper to kill the child.

This exaggerated status change was just because of an idea of ​​that old gentleman...

"Power is such a fascinating thing."

With such emotion, the mayor suddenly said: "You will bring someone to smash up the hotel where this child stayed five days ago. The fat man inside will break three of his legs and sell his wife to the red light district. "

"this……"

The young man in the driver's seat was stunned when he heard this, "But I heard that the fat man didn't deal with the boy and said bad things about him?"

"If we don't deal with him, he will keep the boy for three days without asking for room and board."

"But will big people pay attention to such a small character?"

"No, but what if?"

When he said this, the mayor looked serious, "Let me tell you, even if it is a dog now, as long as it has anything to do with that boy, we will get together and kick him a few times."

"If you don't kick me, others will."

"It's too late, you can't even drink the soup!"

These words were so impactful that the young man was stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth for a moment and only said: "Will this have any consequences?"

"Consequences? The priest was transferred, and when he was unlucky later on, with that old gentleman around, what consequences would there be for those of us who want to curry favor with him?"

"Well, I mean, if we offend that boy like this, what will happen if he gains power again?"

"Boy? Gaining power again?"

The mayor was startled when he heard this, as if he had heard some cold joke, and looked at his brother with a strange look.

"You think, an ant." At this point, he hesitated in his tone, as if he was organizing his words and preparing to explain the situation to the idiot.

"What kind of momentum can we gain to topple an elephant?"

"We are not elephants."

"Of course, of course we are not. But if this ant comes to bite us, then the elephant, which originally disdained to talk to us, will not remain indifferent because it involves a face issue."

Saying this, the mayor patted the other party's shoulder with a regretful tone.

"This is a good thing, you know, a good thing that you never dreamed of."

"Unfortunately, such a good thing will never happen."

"Why?"

"Because the child only has two doses of medicine left in his hand. Even if we do nothing, he will not survive the third day."