Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 111 Someone is watching
Feng Xiuhu and Paul both looked at Mike.

Mike silently hid the axe behind him and gave Feng Xiuhu an awkward smile.

Seeing the conflict escalate, several deacons who were traveling with Paul also came over, stood beside Paul, and stared at Feng Xiuhu with unfriendly eyes.

The Divine Guards were guarding the entrance to the hall, and they also noticed the tense atmosphere here.

A guard officer came over with two guards.

The guard officer first looked at Paul, then at Feng Xiuhu.

He pounded his chest and saluted: "Greetings, Deacon Feng Xiuhu."

Then the guard said, "No noise is allowed in the auditorium."

Paul pointed at Feng Xiuhu with his finger, the threat evident in his words.

Then he waved his hand and led his companions to sit back.

Mike also quickly pulled Feng Xiuhu to sit down.

Although the guard officer didn't say much just now, he came over in a hurry because he was obviously afraid that Feng Xiuhu would suffer a loss.

He was speaking up for Feng Xiuhu, so Feng Xiuhu suppressed his anger.

But Feng Xiuhu was still puzzled, so he asked Mike, "Who are those people? I don't even know them."

Mike glanced back and saw Paul sneering at them, so he quickly looked away.

He lowered his voice and explained to Feng Xiuhu: "There are differences between deacons."

"Some of the deacons were originally from noble families, and were forced in by their elders through connections."

"These deacons come from noble backgrounds and are particularly vulnerable to hardship, so they are mostly concentrated in the upper city. Those with less powerful connections work in the church, while those with particularly powerful connections work in the cathedral."

"People like me, although also from the upper city, are actually from ordinary families. I was lucky enough to be chosen by the priest and recommended to the church, but in the end, I can only work in the factory district church."

Mike pointed behind him and said, "They are the noble butlers."

No matter what kind of deacon they were, Feng Xiuhu really didn't recognize them: "Do they have a grudge against me?"

Mike shook his head: "It's not a grudge, but they definitely don't like you."

Feng Xiuhu asked, "Where does this come from?"

Mike counted on his fingers and explained to him: "You are not in the upper city, so you don't know."

"You're from the bottom city. For someone of your status to have even become a deacon is already a feat. And yet you're already attending initiation so soon? This is bound to attract jealousy."

"Secondly, you killed the high priest of the temple. While that's certainly a great achievement for the church, it's also true that it's exacerbated the relationship between the temple and the church. While the temple hasn't taken any major action yet, friction between the lower-level celebrants and deacons is increasing. I heard that Paul and his gang were beaten up by some celebrants last night, and today they're taking it out on you."

"So even though most of the Divine Guards are grateful for your kindness, there are still quite a few who dislike you as a deacon."

Mike paused for a moment, then looked up at Feng Xiuhu's expression and said, "Secondly... Paul's original name was Lu."

Feng Xiuhu seemed to be in a trance: "Lu in Lu Hongxi?"

Mike pursed his lips and nodded.

Feng Xiuhu smiled with relief.

Before Mike could react, Feng Xiuhu suddenly kicked him to the ground, then picked up the axe, stood up and walked back.

Paul and his friends were whispering about Feng Xiuhu behind their backs when they suddenly saw Feng Xiuhu stand up and walk towards them.

Paul sat closer to the inside. A fat man sitting on the outermost side stood up and blocked Feng Xiuhu's way. "What are you going to do?"

You see, the people in Shangcheng District still don’t know Feng Xiuhu well enough. Once you leave Shangcheng District, I guarantee no one would dare to stop Feng Xiuhu like this.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and since Paul was the one who started the trouble, Feng Xiuhu was also looking for him.

As for the fat man, Feng Xiuhu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He raised his foot and kicked the fat man in the belly - this was a kick from the spiritual realm. In order not to be noticed, Feng Xiuhu deliberately restrained his strength.

But even so, the fat deacon flew out directly, knocking over three rows of benches in succession before stopping his momentum and collapsing on the ground.

Paul was panicked by the scene and the situation.

The Divine Guards in the distance were yelling "Stop!", but by the time they arrived it was too late. Paul stood up and tried to flee. Feng Xiuhu, quick-witted, grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and yanked him to the ground.

Paul hurriedly turned over and tried to get up.

Bang!
Feng Xiuhu kicked him on the cheek, breaking off two of his back teeth.

Paul fell to the ground again in pain. He raised his head, his eyes wide open, and cursed: "Feng! I want your life!"

He tried to get up again, but Feng Xiuhu stepped on him with the sole of his shoe, pressing Paul's face to the ground.

The axe tip rested against Paul's forehead. Feng Xiuhu leaned over and said, "I knew it right away. Your father must have forgotten to tell you that if you see squad leader Feng, remember to kowtow to him first."

The commotion got so bad that none of the deacons Paul knew dared to come forward to help.

Paul had never suffered such a hardship in his life, and his attitude remained tough: "Gutter rat, you wait for me--"

Feng Xiuhu didn't want to wait any longer. He saw that the Divine Guards were almost running over, and the priest who was maintaining order also held the pendant and began to chant.

If you wait any longer, you won’t have the chance to take action.

He raised the hatchet, squinted his eyes, gestured at the neck, and then chopped off the head.

Bang!
Meeting no resistance, the axe split the neck and chopped into the floor.

"Ok?"

Feng Xiuhu raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Because there was no blood.

In Paul's horrified eyes, his body turned into mist and dissipated.

Feng Xiuhu stepped on empty air and quickly regained his footing.

Wisps of mist were drifting in the same direction, and Feng Xiuhu turned around to look.

Not far away, Yukhu was standing in the middle corridor, looking at me with a serious face.

The fog gathered around him and gradually solidified into the shape of Paul.

Paul still had a look of fear in his eyes. His face was pale and he touched his neck in panic. When he came to his senses, he quickly spread out his hands and looked down.

The pinky ring on the little finger cracked into several cracks, and with the slight movement of the finger, it turned into fragments and scattered.

Yukhu tilted his head and looked at Paul coldly: "You're wasting precious magical instruments in a place like this? You deserve it."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at Paul and said to Youkehu, "Let me be clear, he was the one who provoked me first."

Yukhu's face was expressionless: "He will be punished accordingly, you don't have to worry about it."

Feng Xiuhu didn't believe his words and smiled helplessly: "I have a quick temper and I have to vent my anger myself - let him come over, I don't want much, just one of his legs."

Since Youkehu didn't say anything, Feng Xiuhu took it as his consent and was about to walk over.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on Feng Xiuhu's shoulder, and Konate Chen's voice came to his ears.

"Go back and sit down."

Being blocked again and again, Feng Xiuhu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

He grasped the axe handle tightly and was about to shake off Konate Chen.

Suddenly, Eclipse's voice rang out in my mind again: "Someone is watching you."

Feng Xiuhu's body stiffened for a moment, and he retracted the foot he had just taken.

He slowly looked up.

In the corridor on the second floor of the hall, two figures leaned on the railing and looked towards Feng Xiuhu.

One was Toverson Zhao, and the other was Feng Xiuhu, whom he had only met once in the meeting room of the Duke's Mansion.

Cardinal Elder, Vadracho.

(End of this chapter)