Please ask the dream.

Chapter 612 Why bother with all those twists and turns

The black luxury car was running on the seemingly peaceful street, and the cars coming and going were filled with tourists from all over the world. However, as time went by, the vehicles and pedestrians on the road gradually became sparse, and the car finally stopped in front of the church, which was not in the wilderness, but there were definitely few normal people who would come here.

"this……"

Seeing Feng Xue getting off the car, the preacher at the entrance of the church fence was about to speak, but Feng Xue interrupted directly:

"Stop talking nonsense. Hand over the person who killed Kalandi, and we'll let this matter rest."

"Sir, this is a church, please don't..."

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the clergyman, Feng Xue grabbed him by the collar and stared at him with threatening eyes. Then his expression suddenly relaxed and he just carried the man and walked towards the yard.

Although the commotion here was not loud, when Feng Xue walked through the door, there were already more than a dozen people wearing clergy robes and holding various weapons in their hands guarding in front of the main hall.

"Mr. Feng, it's not proper for you to do this!"

A priest who looked older stood among the clergy, holding a Bible in one hand and a holy emblem in the other. His expression was solemn, but he spoke words that were very much in the style of underground forces.

"Rules? Who made them?" Feng Xue held the welcoming clergyman with one hand, but his tone was not arrogant, but rather it was as if it was natural that it should be this way.

He looked at the middle-aged priest and repeated his previous words:

"Hand over the man who killed Kalandi, and this matter will be over."

"Mr. Feng, although we do have some conflicts with Councillor Kalandi, this incident was really not done by us. The Inquisition will leave a special trial emblem, while other members will not leave such obvious traces. And to be honest, Councillor Kalandi is not worthy of dispatching the Inquisition." Anger had begun to appear on the faces of the clergy, but the priest still tried to persuade Feng Xue.

However, Feng Xue was completely unmoved, and continued to speak in that calm but unquestionable tone:
"This has nothing to do with me. There are traces of the church at the scene, so it has something to do with you. Whether it was you who did it, or someone else framed you, it has nothing to do with me. I just hope to see the murderer before dawn, and I want him to be alive."

After saying this, Feng Xue stopped moving, as if he wanted to wait here until dawn.

Time passed by second by second. It was only a matter of a few breaths, but many people had already begun to sweat coldly. Although they did nothing, Feng Xue was like a radiation source at this moment. His mere presence there created a strong sense of oppression.

"Too deceiving!"

A young preacher finally couldn't stand the mental torment anymore, and shouted out of self-defense instinctively. The holy emblem on his chest turned into holy white armor that wrapped him, but he only took one step before he collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

"Hurry up, please."

The tone of the announcement was still neither sad nor happy, but as the words fell, dark clouds rolled up in the originally clear night sky, and the soft moonlight was obscured. The shadow cast from the sky just covered Feng Xue, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

"Peter!" Looking at his colleague who had completely lost his life, a strong atmosphere of sadness began to spread. Pairs of eyes full of murderous intent stared at Feng Xue, but he didn't care. Just at this moment, a crisp "click" sound suddenly rang out.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The sound was like the jumping of the second hand of a clock, constantly beating with a precise rhythm that made one's scalp tingle. There was no explanation, but the clergy present vaguely felt that every time the sound was sounded, they were one step closer to death.

In the silent environment, the sound of the second hand ticking was so clear and so oppressive that even the seemingly calm priest began to have veins on his forehead.

Ten seconds? Twenty seconds?
Or longer?
As the sound continued to ring out, the atmosphere in the front yard of the church suddenly changed. Rays of golden light suddenly exploded, and the strong murderous aura diluted all the depression in an instant.

"Heretics, die!"

"Defense is coming."

The welcoming priest who had been held up was raised like a shield, but the attack that covered Feng Xue did not reveal any flaws.

To die for God is also a glory!

only……

"clang!"

Looking at the welcoming preacher with disbelief, who was making the sound of metal clashing, it was difficult to understand how a mortal could block the sharp blade that could easily cut through steel.

But it was obvious that he no longer had the possibility to think further.

Lightning flashed in the dark clouds gathering in the sky, and rumbling thunder exploded in the night, but it could not cover up the sound of killing that broke out in an instant.

Feng Xue threw away the broken body in his hand, still maintaining a calm and indifferent expression, looking at the only middle-aged priest still alive in the whole yard, loosened the long nails that nailed him to the holy emblem on the church gate, and a rare hint of amusement appeared in his tone:
"Since you don't plan to hand over the person, then taking you back is the same."

"You lunatic." The priest shouted angrily through his teeth, but Feng Xue completely ignored him. He carried the priest like a dog.

"Master!" Hui Liuli stepped forward quickly and handed over the prepared umbrella. Feng Xue took the umbrella and pressed the button. As the umbrella opened, a patter of rain fell from the sky at the right time, slowly dispersing the scarlet in the yard behind him.

"Brother!" The driver opened the door immediately when he saw Feng Xue carrying someone out. Feng Xue threw the bloody priest into the car and waved his hand, saying:
"Xiao Hui and I will just walk around. You can take the people back. Oh, and ask Lao Wang to bring people to demolish this foreign temple. It would be nice to build a horse farm in such a nice place."

"Okay!" The driver was used to Feng Xue's style of doing things. He activated his engine and blocked the rear compartment of the car. Then he started the car and disappeared into the night.

"Owner……"

"What's wrong?" Feng Xue held up an umbrella and looked down at Hui Liuli beside her. She saw Hui Liuli shaking her furry triangular ears and said seriously:

"From a business perspective, the return on investment from building a horse farm will be very slow. We currently control less than a quarter of the city of Kalebo, so it would be a waste to do so."

"Um... then why didn't you remind me before?" Feng Xue was slightly stunned, but Hui Liuli sighed:

"You were so majestic before, reminding you will ruin the atmosphere!"

"Okay, then what do you think would be a good idea to build something on? It's a shame to leave such a large piece of land unused."

"Let's put it up for bidding. With your disturbance, the church will either organize a counterattack or simply give up Kalebo. No matter which one it is, the factions that are attached to them will be eager to find a buyer. We will give it to them as a token of our loyalty. I believe they will offer a satisfactory amount of money. As for what they want to do with this 'high-priced land', it has nothing to do with us." Hui Liuli said these terrible words with an innocent look on her face, but Feng Xue nodded without any surprise.

"That sounds good. Well, let's spread the word that I want a horse farm. They should understand!"

"So you really want to ride a horse, right?!"

(End of this chapter)