In a magnificent church in Nevada, sporadic lights flashed.
The bronze lamps embedded in the walls in the church emitted a soft light, illuminating the outline of the entire church. A man in a windbreaker and a hood was kneeling in front of a statue.
The statue is about three meters high, the whole body is white, with curly hair, delicate and soft carvings. He holds two golden keys in his left hand and a roll of decree in his right hand. His eyes look slightly above, with a solemn expression, as if
Looking at the road to heaven.
Almost everyone knows the sculpture in front of you overseas, and it is Jesus, the Son of God in Western mythology.
"Lord, I have always believed in you and hope that you can take me to heaven and to a real kingdom of freedom and eternal life." The man kneeling on the ground knelt down and bowed devoutly.
At this moment, on the road outside the church, several black cars with lights rushed over and stopped at the entrance of the church.
A group of men in black clothes and black pants quickly got out of the car, and there were about a dozen people.
"Boss, Ferrancis seems to be here." A bodyguard in black said respectfully at the man in front of him.
He was a man with a slightly fat figure, about 40 or 50 years old, with bald hair, big belly, a little short, and an inconspicuous character who was thrown into the crowd.
But no one dared to ignore his existence. This man is a member of the Jon family, a large family in the mafia.
Ball, the boss character of the American Mafia.
"This Ferrancis seems to be a little out of my control during this period." Jon narrowed his eyes slightly, with a chill in his pupils, and then he took a group of bodyguards to walk into the church.
The sound of footsteps in the empty and quiet church seemed particularly crisp at this moment.
The man in black windbreaker who was kneeling on the ground slowly stood up, turned his head, looked at Jon who was walking into the church, put his right hand on his left chest, and bent down and said, "Dear Jon."
Your Excellency, why are you here?"
Jon stared at Ferrancis and said with a sneer: "Ferrancis, you seem to be a little wrong recently. I asked you to stay at the headquarters. Why are you here?"
Ferrancis stood up slowly. He was about 1.8 meters tall and tall, and his figure was as tall as a sword. His face shrouded in the style seemed a bit gloomy and weird. After a while of silence, he said: "Hiss Jon, I'm not.
Your slave, I hope you understand."
Jon frowned slightly, his face became a little strange, and he said, "Ferrancis, don't forget who cultivated you to become a psychic, and your parents are still in my hands, if
If I don’t listen to me, I can’t guarantee the safety of your parents.”
"Hisser Jon, have you forgotten why I followed you?" Ferrancis's eyes flashed through an undetectable red light.
"You raped and killed my sister in front of me, which made me crazy and amnesia, but now I have remembered all these things." Ferrancis said slowly, with a biting chill bursting out in his tone.
In an instant, the temperature in the entire church seemed to drop by more than ten degrees, making people feel a chill that swelled up the bones of people.
Several bodyguards who followed Jon quickly took out their pistols from their chests, and pointed their muzzles at Ferrancis' head. With just one word from Jon, they would shoot immediately and kill this person.
.
Jon's face was a little pale and said stiffly, "You, have you actually remembered what happened before?"
Ferrancis said slowly: "Ten years ago, you passed by my house and saw my sister who was still in high school. She became erotic and raped her. At that time, I wanted to kill you crazy, but who knew that it was because of
I was so angry that I fell into a coma, and then I lost my memory. You kept me by my side because you discovered that I had the potential to become a psychic."
Jon said coldly: "It's good that you know. Ten years have passed since your sister's affairs. You should have forgotten it. Are you not satisfied with the wealth, women, and even the status and rights you have already
I used it, and I made your parents live a good life."
"Are you threatening me? Mortal."
Ferrancis suddenly showed a cruel look on his face, and his eyes had completely turned blood-red.
"Ferrancis, what do you want to do?" Seeing this scene, Jon was obviously a little scared and took a step back, "Don't forget, I give you what you have now, and the Mafia
You can't imagine the power of it. If you really want to betray me, you have to think about it carefully."
"Poor Lord Jon, you don't know the true strength of the psychics yet. In my eyes, you are as ridiculous as a group of ants." Ferrancis shook his head, his face full of disdain.
.
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, the bodyguard standing behind Jon fired a gun, and the gunshots rang throughout the church.
The bullet burst out of the muzzle, piercing the air at a speed of 400 meters per second, leaving marks of air backflow.
However, the next moment, Jon and a group of bodyguards were stunned on the spot.
A black vortex appeared in front of Ferrancis, and the bullet shot into it, disappearing without a trace, and the black hole seemed to be the entrance to hell.
"What kind of superpower is this?" Jon widened his eyes and said in disbelief.
Ferrancis waved his hand and instantly several black balls appeared beside him, emitting a strange aura. These black balls suddenly shot onto several bodyguards, and several bodyguards blew yelling and fell to the ground.
The black balls instantly turned into liquid, gradually covering the bodies of several bodyguards and gradually swallowing them. The last few bodyguards disappeared in place like air, leaving only a few black spherical liquid floating in the air
.
"Ferrancis, you...you really want to betray me. You have made a vow to me and those who will be loyal to me for the rest of your life will be protected by the mafia. If you betray me now, the mafia will not
Let yours go." Jon shouted, but his face was pale as paper.
"Haha, Lord Jon, do you believe that God will be loyal to a mortal?" Ferrancis sneered.
As he said that, a few black balls flew to Jon and turned into chains to wrap his limbs around and tie them up. Then Jon watched his arms and legs begin to rot, revealing his withered bones.
The whole church was filled with Jon's screaming ancient voice, which was creepy.
"His Excellency Jon, I will control the mafia in America in the future. As for what I promised you to deal with the Tang Sect, I will do it." Ferrancis said lightly, but a very strange touch was drawn to the corner of his mouth.
Smile.
Jon was gradually swallowed by the black orb, leaving only a white bone shattering on the ground like a collapsed building block.
"Since heaven does not take me in, I will fall to hell." Ferrancis's eyes bloomed, and he immediately raised his hand to crush the statue of the church Li, "My soul has fallen into hell, what I am loyal to.