Witch Wind

Chapter 38 The Storm Takes Shape (Part )

Run two steps, fire two shots, and there will be one explosion.

He had just run half a street and less than a mile when burly men of all shapes and sizes kept rushing out from the street entrances and alley entrances in front, behind, left and right.

The Dong people with black hair and black eyes, the foreign devils with hair and eyes like rainbows, some neatly dressed, some raggedly dressed, some holding guns, some carrying axes and sticks of various colors, all kinds of people, more than two hundred of them shouted and surrounded Xing Tianli.

Near and far, pedestrians and vehicles fled away, and from all directions, the sound of doors and windows closing could be heard from the buildings on the street.

At the place where Xing Tianli had just dropped the suitcase, there were already more than five gangs fighting each other. The sounds of gunfire, cursing, swords and axes chopping, and sticks banging were very crisp. In the time it took Xing Tianli to run about a mile, at least thirty people had fallen on that street.

In this gorgeous and prosperous International Concession, the lives of the lower class are so "cheap".

Men rushed over one after another, and some of them kept shouting "Catch him alive" in foreign accents. Many of them simply dropped their knives and sticks and rushed towards Xing Tianli with bare hands.

Diagonally, in a small alley, more than thirty thugs wearing plaid suits and bowler hats rushed out, holding various guns and attacking the crowd around them.

Gunshots were deafening, bullets were whistling, Xing Tianli joined the group of thugs, he also fired randomly with a small pistol. The crowds rushing around were splashed with countless blood, and rows of people kept falling to the ground.

While Xing Tianli was beating people, he shouted sternly: "We are all brothers from this hometown. I don't want to stain my hands with the blood of my compatriots... We are heroes of the Great Yu Dynasty. Please show some sympathy and make way!"

With a long whistle, Xing Tianli announced the names of several well-known Dongguo gang leaders in the Pinghai City Concession who were hidden in the safe of the rental building by Li Kuisheng. Among the crowd coming up from all sides, some men with Dongguo appearance hesitated for a moment, whistled, and turned away, but a large number of people still rushed up with gritted teeth, red eyes, and roars.

"Gold and silk may tempt people, but you have to live to get them!" Xing Tianli sighed, his eyes cold. He snatched the light machine gun from the hand of a plaid thug and fired at the crowd rushing around.

The power of the soul covers a radius of thirty feet. In this area, everyone's trajectory, everyone's movements, and all the details of their actions are under control. Xing Tianli seemed to shoot randomly, but in fact, each bullet hit a lucky person's thigh.

If they were of Eastern appearance, the bullet would only penetrate their thigh muscles, making them temporarily unable to move.

If it were those foreigners with red hair and green eyes, Xing Tianli would 'carelessly' break a few of their blood vessels, rub a few of their tendons, and make them bleed like a fountain. Even if they were rescued, they would only be able to be a law-abiding cripple in the future.

But how could the group of thugs in suits around him care about so much?
All kinds of guns were fired indiscriminately, and bullets were fired indiscriminately as if they were free.

The thugs who came from all directions were shot in the vital parts, and suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time. At least hundreds of people were caught off guard and knocked to the ground by them.

These people are from Idoli and are mountain people from the Idoli Mountains.

The Yidoli Mountain area is the traditional conscription area of ​​Yidoli. The people are extremely tough and brave. They all dare to fight and fight. In the cruel natural environment, they have trained themselves to be good fighters. In that wild and primitive mountain area, they have excellent folk customs such as "the lord's first night right" and "family blood revenge".

This group of guys are the most despicable characters in the Yidoli Mountains. They formed a gang and ran rampant. Eventually, they were wanted by the Yidoli officials and were forced to come to the distant East Country to fight.

Born as mountain people, they had not read many books and had little education. Apart from fighting and killing, they had no other survival skills. Therefore, they quickly grew into a complete cancer in the International Concession, committing murder, arson, kidnapping, extortion, and all kinds of unorthodox ways to make money. There was nothing they dared not do.

It is this group of thugs who have a very good reputation in the International Concession - as long as you pay them enough, they will definitely do what they promised to do!

'Blood oath, no violation', this is also one of the fine traditions of the Yiduoli mountain people!
Xing Tianli spent a lot of money in the past two days to bribe the gang leader of the Yiduli people, so that he could stage this good show early in the morning. Compared with the Dongyun people of the Xiongshan group, Xing Tianli did not put too much thought on these Yiduli people. He just spent money. With enough money, all problems were solved.

Anyway, it’s not your own money that you’re spending!

Just go for it and smash it.

Surrounded by this group of fierce, vicious and cruel villains, Xing Tianli quickly crossed the road. In front of him was a small river no more than five or six feet wide, with a steel bridge over it. Dozens of patrolmen and a small team of Saint Norman soldiers were already waiting at the bridgehead.

Seeing Xing Tianli and his group rushing out, a Saint Norman officer on the bridge shouted: "Mr. Li Li, put down your weapons, don't..."

'boom'!
A large-caliber mortar shell landed accurately in the middle of the group of people. Dozens of patrolmen, a team of Saint-Norman soldiers, and the officer were blown away by the air wave, and the sandbags and other objects piled on the bridge were also washed away.

Xing Tianli whistled, blew a kiss to a few Italian thugs on the roof of a distant building, and quickly rushed across the steel bridge. After crossing the stream, he officially left the territory officially designated by the International Concession.

From the side, another group of thugs in plaid suits rushed over carrying various guns. There were nearly two hundred people in this group. They brutally blocked the bridge head and fired crazily at the increasing number of pursuers behind them.

Bullets were flying everywhere, large-caliber mortar shells were constantly falling, and grenades were thrown from time to time. Everywhere there were cries of the wounded, the wails of the dying, the deafening sound of gunfire and artillery, and countless whistles coming from all directions. This scene was like being on a battlefield.

Xing Tianli and his men ran two or three hundred feet, stopped on a small mound, turned around and looked at the battle situation at the bridgehead.

He smiled at a curly-haired man holding a light machine gun beside him and said, "Things are getting a bit serious. Can you handle it?"

The curly-haired man with a tile-knife face, high cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, and extremely heavy black eye bags, who looked like he was going to die, held a cigarette in his mouth and said nonchalantly, "Boss, you've paid enough, so don't worry. If you can't bear it, we will bear it. You can absolutely trust us on this point. As long as we, the Razor Gang, take the money, all problems will be solved!"

More and more pursuers came from all directions. People and vehicles kept rushing out from the streets and alleys near the steel bridge. At some point, some low-level clergymen of the Holy Mother Church wearing dark brown robes mixed in with them, gesticulating and gathering the crowd together.

The faint sound of silver bells drifted in the wind. These people with complicated origins and mixed groups were actually integrated into teams of two to three hundred people by the low-level priests of the Holy Mother Church. They took turns to attack the steel bridge.

A little further away, a large group of people took a detour through other bridges on the river, and some people even found some large and small boats from somewhere and rowed them across the river.

Xing Tianli even saw someone carrying a weapon, who simply "thrashed" into the river and swam across the river.

Soon, nearly two hundred Yidoli people guarding the bridgehead were forced to retreat continuously. Before their retreat was cut off, they left behind twenty or thirty of their dead companions and rushed to Xing Tianli in a panic.

Xing Tianli didn't waste any time and led this group of murderous Yidoli people, like a group of ducks whose roost had been blown away, and ran wildly towards the northwest.

Behind them, groups of pursuers kept appearing.

Amid the sharp whistles, organized policemen and the Saint Norman Army began to emerge from behind the chaotic gang members. The policemen in light gray uniforms marched in formation, while the Saint Norman Army in iron gray uniforms drove trucks and slowly followed behind.

The curly-haired man looked back at the growing group of pursuers and swallowed with great difficulty: "Our godfather may have made the most unfavorable deal in his life... Dear boss, did you sleep with the mother of Consul General Saint Norman?"

Xing Tianli said dryly: "I killed a guy in a white robe with three stripes. Parish priest? Or, archdeacon?" The curly-haired man spat the cigarette in his mouth heavily on the ground. He murmured: "No wonder, these idiots of Saint Norman, they always thought that they could rely on the power of the church to rebuild the unified Saint Norman Empire!"

"You killed a white robe? This is much more serious than killing the father of Consul General Saint Norman and fucking his mother."

Around Xing Tianli, the group of ferocious Yidoli men had even more murderous looks on their faces, veins bulged on the backs of their hands, and they gripped their weapons even tighter.

Xing Tianli couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly - what is professionalism? This is professionalism!
It was also a matter of risking their lives for money. These Yiduli people knew how powerful the enemy they were facing was, but they still adhered to their professional ethics and followed Xing Tianli desperately to the end.

As for those Dongyun people... a bunch of bastards, when they were in Shechuan Village, they were ready to rob the thieves before they even started working. Compared with these hardworking and dedicated Yiduoli people, those Dongyun dwarfs are really a bunch of bastards.

"I will give an extra pension to your dead brothers!" Xing Tianli took a few steps and said in a deep voice: "I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future!"

"As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about!" The curly-haired man and a group of accomplices around him laughed together. Their teeth, which were yellowed by tobacco, were so bright and brilliant in the early morning sun.

Xing Tianli glanced at the increasingly large number of pursuers behind him, shook his head slightly, threw a few grenades out, and continued to run with a group of villains - a few miles ahead was Laohuai Ridge, a mountain that was extremely famous in Pinghai City, even in Jieshi County, and even in Jiangdong Province.

At the street corner where Xing Tianli and a group of Idoli thugs had just met, a dozen men in white robes were respectfully surrounding the two men in gold robes. Near and far, there were men and women in black and brown robes, all priests and nuns of various ranks of the Holy Mother Church.

In the middle were two men in golden robes, tall and with fair skin. Their white skin shone like white jade in the sun. Their faces were extremely handsome, perfect as if they were sculptures. Their golden hair was brilliant, like burning gold, and their eyes were a deep scarlet red, occasionally flashing with a fierce light.

They stood where Xing Tianli had just stood, breathing deeply, and carefully caught the scent of Xing Tianli from the breath of hundreds of people remaining in the air.

"Delicious." A blond, red-eyed man muttered.

"Pure." The other blond, red-eyed man smiled and nodded.

"We must catch them alive." The two said in unison, "No matter how much it costs, even if all those lowly, dirty wild dogs die outside, we must catch them alive."

The two of them moved together, and with a tap of their toes, they flew lightly seven or eight feet away. After a few leaps, they rushed out of the street and across the steel bridge covered with corpses and blood.

More than 300 clergymen of all ranks were moved, and they chased after him with all their might. Silver bells jingled in their hands, and gemstones of varying sizes and sizes flashed on their belts. A breeze blew around them, making their figures extremely light and their speed almost as fast as a galloping horse.

At the same time, to the west of the International Concession, at several wild docks near "Shechuan Village", more than a hundred simple rafts were floating downstream.

A large group of ragged Dongyun ronin stood on the raft, singing and dancing, making loud noises. Both men and women raised their bottles and jars and drank wantonly. The strong liquor stimulated the Dongyun people's faces to be red, their eyes to be bloodshot, and the beast in their bones to break out. Immediately, men and women, whether they knew each other or not, sat on the raft and had a great time.

Hundreds of tattered rafts, like a pile of smelly garbage, flowed eastward along the river.

They were sailing in the waters near the shore. Wherever they passed, the Eastern fishermen fishing on the river bank acted as if they had encountered an evil ghost. They hurriedly pulled up the sails, beat the oars, and tried their best to dodge.

Since the Dongyun people attacked Black Borneo ten years ago and the Great Jade Dynasty's Black Borneo expeditionary force was completely wiped out, the Dongyun people have become more and more arrogant. The Dongyun officials have barely maintained some hypocritical decency, but these Dongyun ronin who have fled to the East Country to make a living are extremely tyrannical and do all kinds of evil.

Once the well-behaved people of the Dayu Dynasty offend these human-shaped dwarf evil spirits, their families will basically be destroyed!

And what about the court of the Dayu Dynasty…it wasn’t them who had their families destroyed and their loved ones killed, so can you expect those high and mighty officials to help you make the decision?
Therefore, the waterway of twenty or thirty miles was unobstructed.

The Dongyun ronin were singing and dancing wildly and drinking excessively. By the time their raft entered the concession waters, the people on the raft were at least three or four points drunk, and at most seven or eight points tipsy.

On the river bank ahead, a towering church stands.

The square base has a side length of nearly half a mile and is a magnificent seven-story building. Each floor is nearly two meters high, especially the first floor, which is about three meters high. Combined with the huge colorful glazed arched floor-to-ceiling windows, it looks solemn, majestic, grand and impressive.

There is a spire on the top, four corners and in the middle of the huge church.

The spires at the four corners are only about 20 feet high, while the large spire in the middle is more than 100 feet high. On the round base at the top of the spire stands the "Statue of Our Lady of the Desert Breastfeeding", which is about 20 feet high.

In the sunshine, the beautiful Madonna of the Desert leans on a saddle, her clothes peeled off, revealing her smooth and beautiful upper body. A haggard desert lost traveler opens his mouth, stretches out his hands to cling to the Madonna's body, and sucks her milk!

This is a very famous myth and legend from the Far West.

The merciful Virgin Mary was walking in the desert and saw a merchant who had lost his water, food and mount and was waiting to die. She generously used her breast milk to heal the merchant, drove away the poisonous snakes and wild beasts, and escorted him out of the desert.

Legend has it that this extremely lucky traveling merchant who was breastfed by the Our Lady of the Desert was the founding emperor of the Saint Norman Empire, the first and only unified holy empire in the history of the Far West - Saint Norman I!
It was under the leadership of Saint Norman I that the Virgin Mary Church became the highest faith in the Far West!
To this day, the Kingdom of Saint Norman keeps claiming to restore the "Glory of Saint Norman" in order to rebuild a unified empire and allow the hundreds of countries in the Far West to return to unity under the glory of the Virgin Mary!
That is why the Kingdom of Saint Normandy is so closely connected with the Church of Our Lady. Every Saint Normandy king has assumed the position of Cardinal Archbishop of the Saint Normandy Archdiocese of the Church of Our Lady, and is willing to worship the Pope of the Church of Our Lady as his patriarch!
'Bang'!
When the raft of the Dongyun ronin had reached the shore, the bell ringers in the spires at the four corners of the church on the shore simultaneously struck four heavy bronze bells. The melodious bell sounds were carried in all directions by the wind, and in the chapel on the first floor of the church, the melodious hymns of the choir were heard.

At the main entrance of the church facing Yanjiang Avenue, a dozen pretty little nuns were guarding a few stalls with awnings, ringing silver bells and loudly greeting passers-by.

“Feel the grace of God, bathe in the light of the Virgin Mary, and you will receive the mercy of the Virgin Mary and obtain ultimate salvation.”

"Please accept God's grace? For only one ounce of silver, you can get a portion of holy water blessed by the bishop himself, which can drive away evil spirits, bless, cure diseases, and eliminate disasters!"

The young nuns were busy preaching and collecting money. On more than a hundred rafts, more than two thousand Dongyun wanderers had already come ashore laughing. They were like a group of hyenas emitting a foul odor, staggering along the avenue along the river and straight to the door of the first large cathedral built by the Virgin Mary Church in the East.

When a dozen or so young nuns saw these Dongyun ronin, they became alert.

But they never dreamed that the attack would be so wild.

As the Dongyun people approached the gate of the temple, more than two hundred high-explosive grenades flew out from the crowd and landed heavily near them.

'boom'!
Explosions continued to sound, and just as white fluid began to flow out from under the skin of a dozen little nuns, their bodies were blown to pieces before they could fully mutate.

The door of the cathedral was blown up, and the magnificent French windows were shattered. Accompanied by the screams of countless people, more than two thousand Dongyun ronin carrying knives and guns, throwing grenades at will, broke into the cathedral in a mighty force!

(End of this chapter)