Chapter 937 The typhoon is coming to watch the sea
Chapter 937: Typhoon is coming. View the sea view
There is only one church in the entire Binhai City, a church funded by the British missionary Robinson. The older generation of Binhai people like to call it the 'Gospel Hall'. This is a century-old church that has been repaired several times and is still standing in Binhai.
The old town in the northern suburbs of the city.
The Gospel Hall covers an area of more than 800 square meters. The building has a horseshoe-shaped structure. There are two three-story buildings with basements in the north, connected by a corridor in the middle. There are more than ten corridor-style two-story rooms around it, including accommodation rooms, offices, and receptions.
There is a living room, a kitchen, and a scripture room. To the east is a cathedral and two offices, as well as a large European-style garden and a bell tower. The sound of the bells can be heard for ten miles.
Every Christmas, the pastors in the gospel church distribute some food to the surrounding Chinese people, such as chocolates, biscuits, candies and other things. There is no turkey or anything like that. It is just for the sake of auspiciousness.
Today, the door of the Gospel Hall was closed early. There were two priests in black robes standing in front of the cross in the cathedral. There was a black suitcase on the ground beside their legs. These two were Chelsea and Michael who had just returned from the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Edward, they were both saying their last prayers before the war.
In addition to being a priest, Chelsea has two hidden identities. He is a member of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, the earliest supernatural organization in the world. In addition, he is also a blood hunter, who hunts vampires as a profession.
People, blood hunting is a very ancient profession. It was born almost as soon as there were vampires. This group of people is not necessarily pure human beings. They may be vampires themselves, but they were hurt deeply by the same kind.
Choose an industry to join the blood hunt.
Blood hunters, in a sense, are the guardians of the human race. Of course, this profession only exists in the West. There are also this type of people in ancient China. They may be called Taoists, warlocks, and of course ancient warriors. Compared with
From the single profession of blood hunting in the West, our guardians in China have become diversified and diversified.
Under normal circumstances, Western superpowers do not dare to come to China to run wild, because they do not know how many powerful people are hidden in this mysterious and ancient country. There was once a little story that said that a very powerful English superpower was eaten in China
I didn’t bring any Chinese coins to pay for the bowl of jelly. This guy was planning to default on the fact that he was a famous superpower. The guy who set up the stall was just an ordinary old man.
Unexpectedly, a scene that Yingjili will never forget happened next. The old man danced with a copper pipe like a fallen hero, and in the blink of an eye, he was hit all over the head, and he couldn't even use the superpower he was proud of.
, stood stiffly on the spot, and later he learned that this skill was called acupuncture.
The poor Englishman had to help the old man wash the dishes for three days as labor fee. But what made him puzzled was that on the last day of washing the dishes, several men in blue uniforms and big caps came over and ate several bowls of jelly for free.
Money, and finally took away all the old man's desks and chairs, but the old man still smiled and had no temper. He thought to himself that the blue uniform must be a more powerful person.
This incident quickly spread throughout the Western community of superpowers. In the years to come, neither blood hunters nor superpowers dared to freeload in China, especially when they occasionally saw those strong men in blue uniforms.
Stay away, because these people are the real killers, referred to as urban management.
In fact, the old man was the bored Wuhun worshiper Qiu Biejie decades ago. The reason why he asked the urban management to close the stall was simply because he didn’t want to play the game of selling jelly. Unexpectedly, the urban management became a kind of superior to other people.
The deterrent force that is superior to the capable can also be called unintentional planting of willows and willows.
After praying, Chelsea reached out and lifted off his robe, revealing a tight-fitting leather jacket. He stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Edward, put on your equipment."
Edward nodded, bent down and opened the suitcase on the ground, and handed each piece of strange equipment to Chelsea, including a sterling silver cross sword, an eagle-headed sword, a strong-hand crossbow, peach wood nails, a short gun with a gem-set handle, nitric acid
Silver bullets... there are a lot of weapons specially designed to deal with vampires, both hot and cold, weighing dozens of kilograms. All of them were actually taken by Chelsea and hung on the alloy buttons on his hunting suit.
One of the two handed the weapon, and the other hung it on his body. They cooperated in a tacit understanding, just like a mason connecting bricks to build a wall. It only took less than two minutes to hang all the alloy buckles on Chelsea's body and the suitcase.
There was only an old-fashioned wide-brimmed hat left in the bag. Edward picked up the black robe and hat and stood up.
Chelsea put on a black robe, took the hat and dusted it off with the back of his hand and put it on his head, giving him a Van Helsing look. In fact, upon closer inspection, he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an unshaved green beard on his cheeks.
It adds a sense of vicissitude to his square face with rough lines, and he looks really good.
Edward stood aside with his hands hanging down, a trace of struggle inadvertently flashed in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really ready to kill Isabel?"
Chelsea nodded his chin with a serious look on his face: "If she is willing to become a blood hunter, I can consider letting her go, otherwise she will die."
Edward's Adam's apple moved and he said with difficulty: "But I heard that Dracula Cage has crawled out of the grave. If he kills Isabel, he will definitely not let us go."
Chelsea frowned and said in a deep voice: "That's enough. From the day we swore to become a blood hunter, we have considered ourselves dead. Dracula Cage now has no idea that he has a daughter and still remembers us."
Mission?"
Edward nodded and said: "Remember, you can't kill Isabel just because she becomes a blood hunter, but this is China. Do you still remember the Unicorn Knight Locke?"
Unicorn Knight Locke, one of the descendants of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, was the one who was captured by Qiu Bieli and held there for three days. It was a great shame to all the Knights of the Round Table, and it was precisely because of this incident that the Western superpowers were
It has formed a kind of deterrent force with the blood hunters. Don't cause trouble easily on the Chinese land.
When Chelsea heard this, his expression changed, he pointed at Edward and shouted sternly: "Shut up, don't mention that bastard to me, just stay here and wait for me to come back."
The man's voice was so loud that Edward suddenly stopped talking and glanced timidly at the stern-faced Chelsea. His outstretched fingers were trembling slightly.
Chelsea dropped his hands under the hem of his robe to cover them, turned around and left the church without looking back, leaving Edward standing there in a daze with a frightened look on his face.
The sun is setting in the west, and the weather forecast says that a strong typhoon will land in Binhai City tonight. People who have received the news early choose to avoid going out as much as possible. There are only a few people walking in a hurry on the road. It is impossible to say that there will be people going to the beach at this time.
It was a miracle, but today happened to be a day when a miracle happened. A young man with short hair was walking leisurely on the wet beach where the sea breeze was blowing. He was not admiring the seascape empty of huge waves, nor was he tired of life and looking for excitement. To be sure
He said he was waiting for someone, but he didn't know if the one who was supposed to come would come?