"So... let's go back to the original question..." Feng Bujue looked the other person up and down and asked again, "Who are you?"
"Zechariah." The blond man answered Brother Jue's question directly without mincing words, "Defined in a language and title you can understand... I am a 'powerful angel'."
"I see..." Feng Bujue didn't show any surprise at Zachariah's remarks. He just answered calmly, "Ha... my cat seems to be quite powerful."
"How do you say this?" Zechariah asked doubtfully.
"Your level is not low, and you are a celestial pioneer born for fighting..." Feng Bujue replied as he walked towards the sofa, "But you never planned to fight her head-on from the beginning." He shrugged and sat down.
Arriving on the sofa, "This shows that... you are either afraid of her strength, or you are afraid of the big boss behind her..."
"Watch your words, mortal." Zechariah couldn't bear to listen anymore, and he warned, "Now that you know my identity, you should understand that I will not be afraid of anything...especially those disgusting things.
, an ugly monster from the abyss of hell.”
"Don't get excited." Feng Bujue slumped on the sofa comfortably and replied leisurely, "You can belittle and despise them on a biological level, but you can't deny the power they possess objectively..." At this point, he
Suddenly he raised his hand, waved his fingers, and said without looking back, "Excuse me, can you turn on the light for me? The switch is right next to you."
Brother Jue's tone at this time... was like asking the waiter to change his plate when eating in a restaurant.
After Zechariah heard this, he was stunned for two seconds... Two seconds later, because he didn't think of a reason to refuse, he really did as he was told.
"Thank you." After the light came on, Feng Bujue responded casually, and then continued what he said just now, "Well... you said... you are 'not afraid of anything', which is a bit nonsense." He looked back at the other person.
, “You have to at least fear God, don’t you?”
"It seems that you think you know us very well..." When Zechariah asked this question, he had slowly walked around the sofa and walked to the front of Feng Bujue. However, he did not find a place to sit down, but just stood there.
He looked at Brother Jue on the sofa with a condescending look.
"I have indeed done some research." Feng Bujue also looked at the other party and replied very calmly, "Your sense of honor, superiority and mission are generally stronger; and the higher the level, the firmer your beliefs and your will.
It is becoming more and more pure." He stretched out his hand, "Take your Excellency as an example, even if the facts are before your eyes, you are not willing to admit it in front of a mortal... You don't dare to confront a certain demon."
"The only reason why I don't fight her head-on is... I'm worried that you and other innocent people within a few kilometers will be involved in the battle and die without any body parts." Zacharias replied coldly.
"So... I am very important." Feng Bujue smiled, "And you... are very kind."
"Feng Bujue, I'm not here today to talk about the 'Angel Encyclopedia' with you... let alone receive psychological counseling..." Zachariah seemed to finally realize... Feng Bujue had changed unknowingly.
He became the leader of the conversation, so he immediately changed his tone and said in a deep voice, "I am here to convey some important information to you."
"Okay, I'm all ears." Feng Bujue crossed his legs, tilted his head, and made a "please" gesture to the other party.
"Feng Bujue." Zechariah straightened his expression and continued seriously, "I, Zechariah, on behalf of heaven, give you an important mission."
"Oh?" Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"
"In the gambling game of the gods, we work secretly for us." Zechariah replied.
"Haha...I'm sorry, you said it this way, it's too general..." Feng Bujue's expression looked like he was watching a monkey show, "Can you make it more general and more specific?"
"To put it simply..." Zacharias didn't notice anything strange, he still said seriously, "On the surface, you continue to act as Woody's pawn, everything is the same as before, but in fact... you are loyal to us
Heaven. When necessary, we will contact you and tell you what to do. At that time, you will..."
"Okay, okay..." Feng Bujue shook his head and smiled, interrupting the other party, "You just want me to be an undercover agent, I understand."
"Also... you can put it this way." Zechariah hesitated for half a second and then replied.
"So..." At this time, Feng Bujue put down his legs and leaned forward, "What are the benefits?"
A very strange expression flashed across Zechariah's face: "As a mortal, it is your honor to be loyal to Heaven. Countless people have devoted their lives and never had this opportunity..."
"Are you fucking sick?" Feng Bujue exploded immediately. He supported his knees with both hands and stood up, "What you mean is...'I let you be the second and fifth son because I think highly of you.
'?"
"Feng Bujue!" Zechariah glared at Brother Jue and shouted, "Don't you even have the most basic faith and sense of justice? Even if you are not a believer in Christianity, you should know the consequences of cooperating with the devil...
" He looked at Brother Jue and squeezed out a threatening word through his teeth, "I advise you... don't let yourself fall into an irreversible situation for the sake of immediate interests."
"Ha!" Feng Bujue looked at the powerful angel with a sarcastic face and said with a smile, "Talk to me about faith? No matter what you think, Mr. Angel, my personal opinion is... for human beings, it is the most correct
Faith is to firmly believe in the kindness of 'being a person' in your heart." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of his head, "People are doing it, but God is not watching... What is watching people all the time are the millions of people in the world.
conscience."
At this point, Brother Jue sneered: "As for religion... In an era when humans were relatively ignorant, religion effectively performed its political functions, which is worthy of recognition. Of course, after the 19th century,
, Haha... I'm drunk too." He paused, "In short, in most years, in addition to hindering the development of science and social civilization, and provoking wars, religion has played a positive and positive role
It’s relatively limited.”
Seeing Zechariah's increasingly ugly face, Feng Bujue still refused: "So, we'd better talk about faith and religion separately...respect those faiths and sciences, and make contributions to this world."
People who have made actual contributions. It is precisely because of their existence that schools can teach the theory of evolution; it is also because of their tolerance that all religions in the world can be preserved... After all, they do not treat others like some 'believers'
Anyone who disagreed with his views was tied to a stake and burned to death."
"You heretic who speaks heresy..." Zechariah glared at Jue Ge and muttered.
"Look, this is your problem." Feng Bujue raised his hand and waved his index finger, "You refuse to listen to rational and logical opinions and facts, and you have no ability to refute. You don't admit the mistakes you made in the past.
, and you are even less willing to repent for this. Whenever you are speechless and have no excuses, you just 'put a hat on' others. The saddest thing is... some of you are so stupid that you even believe it yourself.
What you defend."
"Enough!" Zechariah was obviously irritated, "Feng Bujue, don't think that you are the 'chosen one', so I don't dare to do anything to you..."
"I've never thought so." Feng Bujue put his hands in his pajama pockets and asked arrogantly, "I'm just curious, what can you do?"
"I want you..." Zechariah said, raising his right hand and spreading his fingers.
But... the next second, his expression changed suddenly.
"What? The holy power in the body is not responding, right?" Feng Bujue took a few steps, "Do you want to guess why?" He laughed proudly, "Haha... I just said it,'
I've studied you'."
"You..." Zacharias was suddenly frightened and angry, and his eyes moved quickly, looking up, down, left, and right, as if he was looking for something.
"No need to look for it." Suddenly, another voice remembered, "It's in the wall behind you."
Feng Bujue was startled when he heard the sound, and quickly followed the sound. But he saw... there was another person in the middle of the living room.
It was a man in a black suit, and he looked European. He had short brown hair, a cold and handsome appearance, and his whole body exuded a formidable aura... The face of Zechariah
Different from the secondary character, this classical handsome guy with both aristocratic temperament and arrogant personality...is a super strong character at first glance.
"Who are you?" Feng Bujue stared at the other person and asked.
"Referee." Simon only replied with two words.
"What kind of tailor..." Feng Bujue was about to ask further, but Simon ignored him and said to Zacharias, "Zechariah, how does it feel to be trapped by human design?"
At this moment, Zechariah's face was full of fear: "Listen...I'm here because..."
"You don't need to explain to me." Simon interrupted, "You are not qualified to explain to me."
Zacharias instantly realized what the other party was going to do next, and he almost shouted: "How dare you!"
Snapped--
As soon as he said the word "dare", Simon raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
After snapping his fingers, Zacharias' body exploded from the inside...
In an instant, blood, broken internal organs, bones, meat paste... were covered all over the walls and floor.
"Uh... this dear friend..." Feng Bujue wiped his face with his hands, wiped off the plasma covering his eyelids, looked at Simon and said, "I declare in advance that I will clean up this mess alone.
Don’t do it.”
"Don't worry." Simon glanced at Brother Jue, "The floor cleaners have already arrived."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.
"Hey! Hey -" Feng Bujue's eyes widened and he shouted, "Who is washing the floor? What kind of fuss is going on? You have the ability to play with corpse explosions...you have the ability to wipe up the blood for me!"
"
Dong dong dong——
Just as he was complaining loudly, there was a knock on the door... r1152
