devil priest in marvel exorcism

Let’s first introduce the American version of Indian food.

Unlike the modified Chinese food that focuses on sweet and sour flavors, Indian food accentuates the unique characteristics of their cuisine.

The taste is spicy, salty, and often full of rich and bold Indian curry.

For a taxi driver who stays in a small space for a long time with cold wind blowing.

After a hard day's work, enjoy a stack of Indian-style pancakes paired with steaming hot curry chicken soup.

Undoubtedly a treat.

A moderately soft pancake, wrapped with a small piece of chicken and a little curry sauce.

Finally put them in your mouth together.

The rich and spicy flavor of curry is mixed in your mouth.

Coupled with the tenderness of the chicken, it is already a treat for the taste buds, and the pancakes can well balance the richness of the curry itself.

After slowly eating half of the carton of curry, my appetite was whetted.

There will also be a feeling of resurrecting the body in the cold.

But when this kind of dish is used as a weapon and thrown into someone's face, all the original advantages of the dish will become "weapons" in an instant.

Not only is it extremely hurtful, but it is also extremely insulting.

The soup, which contained rich and spicy seasonings, splashed directly into the eyes and nostrils of the bald man.

It not only stung his eyes, but also irritated his nasal cavity, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he could only keep sneezing awkwardly.

At the same time, his face and head were filled with thick and suspiciously colored curry chicken soup, which also made passers-by who did not know the truth stay away from him.

Because they thought he might have been showered with shit.

A series of physical and psychological blows made the bald man almost crazy.

He stood by the road with a strange posture and a miserable appearance, with an unknown paste of suspicious color on his face.

He began to curse Dolby loudly, and the damn driver.

Cursing everyone he believed had made him what he was.

His actions disturbed pedestrians on the road, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

After all, no one wants to get up close and personal with an obviously crazy person who has a "yellow look" on his face.

But I saw that he had not stopped scolding for a while, and had no intention of leaving.

Several strong men in black suits standing guard in front of the high-end restaurant couldn't help it.

Their heads have secured the restaurant and are now on a very important date.

What if a lunatic on the street disrupted this date?

Then these young men and bodyguards who are guarding downstairs in the restaurant will definitely not get any good results.

So one of the bodyguards in black endured the discomfort and came over to drive away the bald guy who was still yelling.

But when he got closer, he found that he seemed to know the "madman" in front of him.

After a few seconds of careful identification, he finally determined that the embarrassed bald man in front of him was the person in his memory.

He asked in a low voice with disbelief and surprise.

"Boss!

What's wrong with you? "

The bald man was stunned for a moment when he heard him call him that.

Then he wiped his face, looked at it with his already red and swollen eyes, and recognized this guy.

He was actually the spy planted by him and his brother beside Kingpin!

His brother also used the information passed from the spy's mouth to threaten Kingpin's subordinate, the man named James.

I didn't expect to meet him here.

And the spy never expected to meet his real boss on such an occasion.

He couldn't even imagine what his boss had gone through to become as miserable as he was now.

"I'll call a car for you and take you to the hospital!"

The bald man was about to nod in agreement, but then he shook his head and rejected the other party's proposal.

"Let's not go to the hospital first, let's go to the gang's secret base first!"

The spy did not dare to refuse and could only continue to ask.

"Is it that underground car wash?"

"Correct!"

The bald man nodded.

He also wanted to go to the hospital to deal with his injuries first, because if he went early, his almost broken arm might still be reattached.

But compared to his arm, telling his brother what just happened as soon as possible was more important.

They need to find a solution before things get too big.

Because the place where the "goods" were released is not Hell's Kitchen, many conventional methods that can be used in Hell's Kitchen cannot be used.

So many ordinary people have witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, and their human trafficking has been completely exposed to the public.

If the impact of this matter cannot be eliminated as soon as possible, it will really make this matter bigger.

So even if those black policemen received money from their Russian gang, they would not be able to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb under the pressure of the public.

The Russian gang they worked so hard to create will inevitably face a devastating blow.

Therefore, whether it is dragging a few people out to take the blame, or bribing reporters and media.

He must discuss these matters with his brother as soon as possible and then do them quickly.

At this time, the bald man regretted not agreeing to Jin Bin's solicitation.

After all, judging from Kingpin's influence in upper class society today, he is capable of suppressing this matter.

And although the Russian gang led by the two brothers has strong soldiers and horses, they can fight and kill.

But he failed to open up connections with the officials and other people like Kingpin did.

Thinking of Kingpin, he looked at the little brother in front of him again.

Then he glanced at the restaurant behind him and the black suits guarding the door of the restaurant.

Then he thought of something.

"I ask you!

The news you sent back last time said that Kingpin was going to date the female painter.

So the date is now, right?

Is the date place the restaurant behind you?

Is Kingpin in that restaurant right now? "

The spy boy didn't know what he wanted to do, so he nodded subconsciously.

The bald man smiled.

He was not going to return to the stronghold because he knew that even if he returned to the stronghold and found his brother, he would not be able to completely resolve the matter.

Only Kingpin has the ability to help them now.

And as long as he is willing to help them overcome this difficulty.

The bald man felt that the Russian gang could not agree to Jin Bin's conditions and join his command.

So after getting a positive answer from his younger brother, he opened his legs and started limping towards the restaurant.

"Boss, you can't go in!"

The spy boy didn't know why the bald guy came into the restaurant, but based on his understanding of Kingpin's temperament.

No matter who it is, no matter what the reason is, they should not break into the restaurant at this time and interrupt Kingpin's date.

That's an absolutely terrible idea.

So while lowering his voice, he stretched out his hand to stop the bald man.

"Snapped!"

The bald second boy was currently thinking about the seriousness of the situation, and he never expected that he would be stopped by his original younger brother.

Full of anxiety, he slapped the spy boy in the face with a big mouth.

The spy boy covered his red and swollen face, never expecting that his kind-hearted dissuasion would actually lead to such a result.

A trace of resentment began to appear in his heart.