Chapter 2277: Messiah

Even if Jesse's various strange screams came from the storage room behind him, Su Ming had no plans to turn his head back.
At the beginning, there was pain in that voice, but as time passed, it gradually changed, and a faint smell of pain and happiness was revealed, and in the end it simply turned into a comfortable gasp.
Not to mention the death knell, the vampires beside him were stunned by this shameless moan. The empty blood bag in his hand fell to the ground in surprise, with a strange expression on his face.
"I never expected Jesse to have this kind of hobby."
Su Ming is now playing the role of a vampire. He has to show that he has seen big winds and waves in his long life. He seems to be calm and shook his head with his hands behind his back: "He is a human being, and human beings are very adaptable. As long as he can't die, he will eventually I'll get used to it...but in the future, don't buy vacuum cleaners in churches and use robot cleaners. I'm worried that Jesse will die of addiction."
"People are always going to die, maybe death is a good choice." Cassidy is worthy of being a real vampire. He quickly accepted this statement, grinning, "But what happened to the angel? "
"It's just an angel, God's weapon, nothing to say." Su Ming didn't mean to explain in detail.
After today, everything has nothing to do with this little church.
The skinny blood nodded as if he knew it, he opened another pack of plasma, stuffed it into his mouth and sucked and thought.
About five minutes later, two angels walked out, and the biscuit box in the fat man's arms revealed a faint white light.
"It's done?" Su Ming asked the thin man, and the other party definitely nodded.
"Successful." The thin angel threw the vacuum cleaner that was tainted with suspicious filth aside, and picked up his box: "Our task is complete."
At this moment, Jesse, who slowly moved out of the storage room while lifting his pants, rubbed over. His face was full of red light, dragging his two large boxes of money: "Cassie, come and help me. We have money. Now, I don’t know how to spend it when I have money, hahaha!"
But at the same time, blood dripped under his trouser legs.
The vampire also laughed. As expected, the friend was still like that, and there was no psychological shadow caused by the blooming of the chrysanthemums. It seemed that his new coffin was promising.
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"What to do next?"
In a cheap motel, in a small room, everyone looked at the cookie box placed in the center of the carpet. It has been a while since the death knell and the others came back, but no one has said what to do next.
The orangutan scratched his head and looked a little anxious. Since he knew that the holy killer could kill his laughter, the urgency of avenging his old friend Jim was like a claw scratching his heart.
He finally understood the meaning of that silly joke from the death knell, because he himself is now full of a question-when will the Laughing Bat die?
The saint is still watching TV. He is very interested in the cartoons in it. He doesn't even bother to participate in the discussion. He just rubbed his guns back and forth with his palms, not knowing what he was thinking.
The angel duo didn't know what to do next, so they looked at the man who claimed to be the death knell.
They originally planned to bring the box back to heaven to make meritorious services, but on the way back, the man told them that as long as the box was in hand, they could find God and asked if they wanted to make another super meritorious service.
The current situation is like climbing a mountain, just the last shiver.
As long as things are done, they can return to heaven to enjoy the glory, become chief executives, become blazing angels, marry Bai Fumei, and embark on the pinnacle of life.
In view of the good credit before the death knell, the two angels simply went cruel and violated the regulations of heaven again, and took the creation out again and gave the death knell to temporarily use.
In fact, they thought that the death knell would merge the creation into their bodies, and they wanted to remind that it was almost a lifeless act, but the other party knew that the incompatibility between the creation and the host would cause people to explode. There is no such plan.
He just put the cookie box on the floor of the hotel room and let it emit a white light like a little sun, without doing anything else.
This is a bit incomprehensible.
Su Ming has changed back to his original appearance. He is wearing a high-end suit sitting on the edge of the bed that is not clean at all, smoking with his legs tilted up:
"We are waiting for people to find us. The Knights of the Holy Grail are eagerly looking for the host of the creation. They know that God has disappeared and want to recreate a God, a God that belongs to mankind."
"What a blasphemy!"
The fat angel showed his expression for the first time. Unlike his friend, he showed anger and sadness.
Under the intervention of certain external factors, they behaved more and more interestingly, and less and less like other angels.
The death knell raised his hand to signal to wait for him to finish. It was not as simple as that: "You don't know enough. What if I say that the Knights of the Holy Grail are pawns arranged by God in the world? You must know that they have the son of God in their hands.
"Everything is my lord's arrangement." The thin angel smiled and held down his companion, helping the death knell to explain: "If he wants, then he can, but we want to know what the Son of God means?"
"As the name suggests, it is the son of God." Su Ming spread his hands and explained to the two angels: "I think you should have felt it. Some people say that the person possessed by the creation world will be the Messiah, but in your Bible The saying is not, the Messiah should be himself, or that the Father and Son are all Messiah and all are Him."
"What kind of tongue twister is this again?" Hallie turned to insert a sentence while watching the cartoon. She didn't understand at all, or she didn't care at all.
After just saying this, I became addicted to naive TV shows again.
The thin man and the fat man looked at each other and nodded again. It was the smiling one who spoke. They also had no plans to communicate with the mad woman, but said to the death knell:
"We have heard a rumor from heaven before that God once went down to the world to associate with a prostitute. It was the reincarnation of the only woman who gave him favor when he was nailed to the cross. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"It's true, they still have a silly son, that is the Messiah today." Su Ming answered in the affirmative. Seeing that the angel wanted to ask again, he shook his head and refused: "Don't ask how I know, you guys. Just trust me."
When the mind was seen through, the thin angel pressed down his mouth, the fat and thin two exchanged their eyes again, this time the fat man said: "We have a guess about your identity, but we still need a proof to prove that you have nothing. I don't know."
The ghost knows what their brains have made up, but want to prove it is simple.
Su Ming smiled unpredictably, and raised his hand to the thin man: "Then I will prove to you that he never said his name, is that correct?"
"Yes." Xiao Shou nodded.
"Fiore, your name is Fiore, isn't it?" The death knell said the thin angel's name directly. He is not omniscient, but it is not difficult to pretend to be omniscient.
The angels communicated silently again, but the horror in their eyes proved everything.
At this moment, the door of the room was knocked, and outside the door was a bald-headed middle-aged man with a very feminine temperament. It suddenly seemed that he was an eunuch.
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