Vol 2 Chapter 41: God's punishment

The three 19-year-old fbi newcomers who stayed were all doing what they should do very seriously.
For example, that night, they began to take turns in the lobby on the ground floor. On the second day, outside the villa, facing the courtyard, the camera was originally intended to be installed inside, which was directly denied by Jingyu.
In addition, they also did something extra. For example, he was attracted by a sudden scream from the bathroom and broke in with a gun. As a result, I saw a scene where my friend was intimate with Jingyu, making both sides have a big red face.
After that, when they saw Jingyu, they would quietly talk about ‘it’s unexpectedly big’; when they saw their friends, they would whisper ‘really bold’ and make their friends humiliated every time.
In this way, three days passed in the occasional little quarrel. The Federal High Court in New York found the drug lord unconvicted and was released on the same day. Even in Los Angeles, Jingyu and others saw the live broadcast of him coming out of the court from television.
It was a 50-year-old man wearing sunglasses and a beard on his chin. If you just look at his appearance and listen to his remarks, most people may think that he is a godfather, and will not treat him as a criminal.
"Damn, let him escape the punishment." An Qi, who is the most impatient, stood behind the sofa chair and clasped the sofa with his hands. "This person, because of him who is infected with drugs or commits indirect crime every year, will An increase of more than 10,000. I really don’t know, there was a little confession in his heart."
Sitting in front of her is Jingyu, and on the right is her companion Carol, "If he would confess, he would not do bad things."
"That's not necessary." Jingyu shook his head. "The more people like this, they might actually believe in God. Because the God in their hearts is tolerant, as long as they are willing to confess to the priest after doing something bad, the priest will Will replace God’s forgiveness for their crimes so they can continue to do bad things with peace of mind."
Catherine, who was sitting on the side sofa, gave Jingyu a surprised look, and after thinking about it, she said, "There are indeed reports. Does this person donate money to a cathedral every year. Is it still hidden?"
"However, he cannot persuade the priest who listens to him, ignores his priesthood, and refuses to accept his confession." Carol frowned. "How on earth can he clean up?"
Catherine pondered, while Angel was troubled.
"None of you have heard me clearly." Jingyu smiled, his eyes still staring at the picture, "What he confessed is the God in his heart, and how could the real God live in his heart full of evil ?God, but won't bless him!"
"God?" Behind the four people came a cold voice, "Do you really think that there is?" The speaker's voice is still soft, but with a question that penetrates deeply into the heart of the person.
Jingyu knew Sharon without looking back, and even imagined that her face must carry the same cold expression. It's different from her always disguising her face, no emotion but at best it's just a acting smile. For the second time so far, Jingyu saw her real expression happening at the airport for the first time. It was the laughter when he heard him say, "You can be cute with me."
It was probably taken at Sharon's time. The difference in temperament was so great that none of Angel's three girls spoke. After being silent for a while, Jingyu laughed and extended a finger in the direction of the TV.
auzw.com "Sharon, do you want to bet? I said, God will definitely punish him!"
Like the words of his words, the temple of the "Godfather" man in the picture was splattered with blood. The crowd froze for a moment, and the camera seemed to tremble due to the collision, making the picture extremely unstable. But it can be seen that people are constantly firing guns and chaotic crowds running around.
The four girls stayed for a while, "Turn up your voice and hear what the reporter said?" Catherine snorted, and Carol leaned forward and picked up the remote control on the coffee table to turn up the sound.
Gunshots, screams, shouts, running sounds flooded the entire TV screen. It wasn't until after a while that the voice of a male reporter urgently reported again:
"It's hard to believe. Just now, the big "drug lord" who came out of the High Court was shot and killed by a yellow-skinned drug addict on the side. He was really dead, so he was in the eyes of everyone. Below. Probably no one thought that such a thing would happen, it was simply a miracle of God."
"Look!" Jingyu shrugged after the four girls focused their eyes on him, "Aren't he dead?"
coincidence! It must be a coincidence! The three female fbi, even Sharon, knew that it should be just a coincidence. Since coming to Los Angeles, Jingyu has never contacted outside once. He simply couldn't know what would happen in New York and there was no time difference live broadcast.
However, the hearts of the four women were still strongly impacted, so that for a while no one spoke.
The bell ringing, the sound of the phone ringing broke the silence of the four girls. Carol walked over to answer the phone; Angel, no matter how much, happily hugged Jingyu's neck from behind, which immediately attracted the protest of his friends.
Just as the hall became noisy, Sharon turned around silently.
"If God exists, let the angel smile at me once." It is not known whether it is a prayer, or a continued question, and only one person has been drowned in the quarrel.
"Angel, don't make trouble!" Carol, who answered the phone, walked back. "I just heard from Chief James and confirmed the death of the man. I think our task is almost over." she said in her words. Some regretful taste.
An Qi really froze, without her voice, her friend also quieted down in the hall, quite sad and partly dismal.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Jingyu leaned on the sofa. "I'm obviously under 20, so I want to do so much? I didn't say that you can live here only by doing tasks. You want to come and play in the future , Anytime, welcome."
"Really?" An Qi suddenly fell on his body and hugged his head on his chest. "Great, I will hopefully win your favor now."
"Ah, you really have a pure heart." The friend is like being caught in bed, "Let him go!"
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