Along with the sound of a gunshot, a faint smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.
According to common sense, a weak body cannot withstand the attack of ammunition. The advent of hot weapons heralded the end of the era of cold weapons.
History proves this very well.
Not surprisingly, most priests are unable to resist.
The moment the gunshot rang out, a bullet hole the size of an index finger suddenly appeared on his forehead.
But a strange scene occurred.
A bullet hole suddenly appeared on the priest's forehead. Such a wound would be fatal to an ordinary person no matter what.
However, the priest remained indifferent, and did not even fall down. Even the blood did not flow out from the wound, only some black and smelly disgusting liquid flowed out.
This strange situation immediately frightened the gangsters present.
"Fake, what's going on?"
"Is this guy the devil?"
"What the hell!"
A strange scream came from his mouth, and the gangster holding the weapon raised his weapon again as if he did not believe in evil, and began to shoot at the priest crazily.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Only a few gunshots were heard, and the horrific scene reappeared again.
Apart from a few bullet holes on his body and face, the priest was completely indifferent to this, and his expression was even more terrifying and indifferent, as if the bullets had not hit him.
From beginning to end, not even a scream was uttered, and his eyes were unblinking, full of indifference and numbness.
"Oh my God, this is the devil!"
"This is a monster!"
"Run quickly, he is the incarnation of Satan!"
Seeing this scene, the gangsters were immediately frightened. A series of words of unknown meaning came out of their mouths, and then they began to flee frantically.
However, in the face of this situation, the priest still did not take any action and just allowed the gangsters who had hurt him to escape.
Watching the gangsters leaving, the priest just drew a cross symbol on his chest with an expressionless expression.
He whispered: "God will bless you."
Then he turned around and walked deeper into the alley.
It was obvious that after the priest made this action, he could clearly feel a mysterious supernatural fluctuation, which was obviously some kind of unknown curse.
Needless to say, those gangsters are definitely dead.
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan, who had originally planned to take a step forward to chat with the priest about his life ideals, God, and the evil ghost in his body, suddenly stopped.
Because the priest's behavior obviously had his own purpose, this aroused Su Yuan's curiosity. After all, curiosity is human nature.
But now Su Yuan is not short of time.
The priest seemed to be no stranger to this place, as if he had come here often. After a familiar road, he soon arrived at a closed warehouse door.
Just when Su Yuan thought he would go in, unexpectedly, he walked straight in the other direction and went directly around to the back door of the warehouse.
The back door was only the size of a room door. There was actually a security guard guarding the door, and judging from the bulge on the security guard's waist, he was obviously armed.
But judging from the priest's behavior, he is no stranger to this place. Even the security guard in a black suit bowed respectfully to him when he saw the priest, with a face full of awe. It seems that his status here is not high. Low.
The priest walked in directly, and then the door was closed by the security guard. It was estimated that this place was not open to the public.
But this protective measure can stop others, but it cannot stop Su Yuan.
He directly used the ghost realm and quickly penetrated the wall.
Good guy, there is actually a bar underground here!
A group of young men and women with strong hormone secretion were twisting their young bodies wantonly on the dance floor. The music was deafening, and the air was filled with a fishy-sweet smell, which seemed to have some kind of hallucinogenic component, making the atmosphere in the bar Indulgent young people become even crazier.
What's more, the most primitive reproduction exercise of mankind is performed directly in the dark corner of the bar.
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan had to sigh, foreigners were still open.
However, the priest's purpose was obviously not to hang out in the bar, or to find a few beautiful girls to satisfy his physical needs.
He walked straight across the bustling dance floor, ignoring the hot beauties who tried to strike up a conversation with him.
As for the gunshot wound suffered previously, the wound has long since recovered, with no trace left.
Soon he took another elevator and arrived at the underground floor.
The underground floor is the casino, which is equally smoky.
But the casino was not the purpose of the priest either. He then walked through the casino and took another elevator again to the second underground floor.
And here, Su Yuan felt several familiar throbbings.
There is no doubt that most of those who can reach this level are ghost masters.
This is probably a hidden private ghost-riding club.
Hey, be a good boy, I won the jackpot!
Seeing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he rubbed his little hands expectantly.
Ghosts with high supernatural levels are difficult to deal with. Isn't it also difficult to deal with ghost controllers?
As soon as the priest walked over, two beautiful reception ladies with blond hair and blue eyes and big waves came over to welcome him with smiles.
"Mr. Constantine, God of Death, welcome."
Constantine?
This name...
Su Yuan glanced at the two welcoming ladies.
Of course, it's not just about admiring their long legs and their clothes that are almost ready to be revealed, and the beauty is leaking everywhere.
I also felt that there was something abnormal about the two reception ladies...the professional smiles that leaked out were too stiff, like a dead person.
"No, not a dead person."
However, feeling their breathing and breath, I only felt that this breath was a bit cold.
"It was influenced by supernatural power."
Su Yuan was not surprised by this.
After many people become ghost masters, they often feel that they have had an unexpected encounter and become the son of destiny. It is difficult to grasp their true heart, and the ugly side of their hearts will naturally be exposed.
All the dirty and selfish thoughts in the past were exposed, and then the supernatural power was used wantonly.
Little do you know that all of this comes at a price.
It is foreseeable that these reception girls will never come to the Ghost Controller Club to serve as receptionists out of their own free will. After all, with their beautiful looks and sexy figures, they are enough to be selected as beauty models.
There is no point in coming here to serve a group of ghost masters who are neither humans nor ghosts.
The priest remained expressionless and said, "Has my date arrived yet?"
"We're here, waiting for you in the VIP room." The receptionist replied stiffly with a smile on her face.
Constantine nodded when he heard this and walked straight inside.