"well"
A deep sigh came from the depths of the small world, like the whisper of a god, and for a moment, everything stopped.
Chu Feng, who was not affected at all, stepped forward, with lines extending under his feet, ignoring the obstruction of the formation.
"The glory of God shines on the earth and is omnipotent. The only blasphemer is the fire from heaven. It can burn your dirty soul and body and wash away your sins!"
Following the indifferent voice, a powerful divine light rushed up and filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, it shed thousands of rays of light, fell down, and covered every corner.
Chu Feng continued to move forward, ignoring all obstacles in front of him.
"Strong man from the east, this is where the Lord sleeps. Stop your steps."
A cold voice warned.
"What I am looking for is your master."
Chu Feng's figure disappeared.
In the deepest part of Jerusalem stands a towering sacred mountain, with a magnificent temple on the top of the mountain. Some baby-like little angels were flying around the hall, like butterflies.
Chu Feng came to the foot of the mountain and looked around. He saw a man wearing a crown on his head, who looked like an ancient emperor standing in the hall.
It was this person who had been talking just now.
If you guessed correctly, this person should be St. Peter, the first pope.
"You're the only one here"
Chu Feng arrived in front of the Pope in an instant.
"you you……"
The pope found that the person who came was so powerful that it was unimaginable that he could not speak complete words.
“I came early, there is no trace at all”
Chu Feng's consciousness spread out and swept across the lower part of the hall, but found nothing.
"You blasphemer, the Lord will definitely punish you."
the pope said angrily.
Chu Feng ignored him, turned and left.
The pope's eyes were filled with coldness, and he stretched out his palms and slapped Chu Feng on the back.
At the same time, a hair fell from Chu Feng's body, and coincidentally landed on the Pope's body.
That billions of powerful force made the Pope unable to move.
When Chu Feng was walking along the steps to the bottom of the mountain, he heard the Pope's mournful cry behind him.
"Lord, I am not as good as a hair of his"
…
In the early morning, Jiangbei had another night of light rain, and the air was particularly fresh.
At a certain bus station, many people waiting for the bus took a deep breath.
"coming"
Someone whispered.
Dozens of pairs of eyes cast their gaze over.
In the misty drizzle, a bus drove slowly.
“On rainy days, bus drivers don’t dare to drive fast.”
Someone said with a smile.
The bus stopped, the doors opened, and citizens filed in.
Just as the car door was about to close, a young man wearing a black mask jumped on the car, stuffed two coins, and found an empty seat to sit down.
The bus started to move, and it was a little bumpy. The passengers' bodies were either leaning to the left or right.
But the young man was as motionless as a rock.
Soon, the bus stopped at a stop, and another group of people got on.
The seats were gone and these people had to stand.
While the bus was running, an older woman in her sixties who was sitting by the window suddenly stood up and said, "I want to get off the bus. This is not a bus to kindergarten."
There were many young people in the car who burst into laughter when they heard this.
"I want to get off the bus. This is not a bus to kindergarten."
One person even learned a line.
The elderly woman looked confused. She was old and knew nothing about the jokes that were familiar to young people.
"You can't stop until you arrive at the station."
The driver refused.
In order to make it easier to get off the bus, the elderly woman completely left her seat and stood holding on to the pillar.
A little boy of about ten years old who had been standing behind the seat sat down with a happy face.
After about three minutes, the bus still hadn't arrived. The elderly woman frowned and said, "How long will it take?"
The bus driver didn't answer.
The older woman asked again.
"Oops, we're on the viaduct now. It'll take at least ten minutes to get there."
The bus driver said impatiently.
"so long"
The elderly woman glanced at the seat with a look of regret.
After another five minutes, the elderly woman who was standing very tired said directly to the boy: "Get up, this is my seat."
The boy glanced at the elderly woman and said nothing.
"I'll let you get up"
The elderly woman grabbed the boy by his ears and lifted him up.
The boy was young and frightened.
"Are you deaf?"
The elderly woman raised her other hand and slapped the boy. The bright red palm print is clearly visible.
The boy whimpered.
The elderly woman directly pulled the boy away and pushed him into position.
"You old woman, why are you so cruel!"
a young female passenger accused.
"Fuck you, Mabi, what's your business?"
The elderly woman cursed when she opened her mouth.
The young female passenger blushed on the spot.
Other passengers also started blaming the older woman.
Feeling that no one dared to hit her, the elderly woman directly started the scolding mode.
"My dear mother, I rely on your grandma"
"If the next door is fucked, the whole family will die"
"Uncle Drafter, come and beat me. Damn you are despicable. If anyone dares to touch me, I will live at your doorstep."
…
Snap, a very clear sound.
The elderly woman had a red slap mark on her face.
The attacker was the young man who was motionless wearing a black mask.
At this time, the young man's mask had been taken off, and it was Zeng Xiaojun who was possessed by Zou Mingwu.
The most powerful decent system, act bravely when it comes to justice.
The elderly woman was stunned for a few seconds, stood up, and bumped into Zeng Xiaojun like crazy.
"Damn it, next door, I let you fight, I let you fight..."
Bang bang bang... thirty dozen slaps were slapped on the elderly woman's face.
No one in the car, including the driver, said a word.
"Save you, stop fighting, wuwuwu..."
The elderly woman whose face was swollen started to cry.
Zeng Xiaojun snorted coldly and returned to his seat.
When we arrived at the station a few minutes later, the elderly woman rolled and crawled out of the car.
The car continues to move forward.
Zeng Xiaojun, who closed his eyes to rest, heard Zou Mingwu's voice in his mind.
"How does it feel to fight against injustice?"
“It feels so good”
Zeng Xiaojun said.
"For an ordinary act of bravery, you will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan."
Zou Mingwu said with a smile.
The cell phone in Zeng Xiaojun's pocket rang.
“Accepted”
Zou Mingwu reminded.
Zeng Xiaojun took out his mobile phone and saw that 10,000 yuan had been received.
If you act bravely once, you will get 10,000 yuan, which is an extraordinary feeling.
"Hey, this is ten thousand yuan received."
Zhang Wei's voice came from behind.
Zeng Xiaojun turned his head and looked back. It was a young man holding a teacup dog.
"Oops, my enemy is here, run away"
Zou Mingwu screamed.
Zeng Xiaojun reacted quickly, punched the car window and jumped out.
"Where to go"
The teacup dog in Zhang Wei's arms turned into a big cat and jumped out in front of the horrified eyes of the passengers.
"I'll go, do you want it to be so exciting!"
Zhang Wei, who had become a mortal, could only stare on the bus.
