Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 124 123 Rickshaw? Carriage? Ambulance!

Feng Xiuhu was a little confused.

There are guns in this damn place?

He looked up blankly, only to see Shunzi's tall and burly body fall backwards, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

It was like a bucket of hot oil was poured on his head, sparks suddenly ignited in his chest, instantly burning away Feng Xiuhu's sanity.

His pupils trembled, and his left eye turned reddish-brown and turned into a beast's eye.

The gunman across the street was wearing a workman's uniform, which made him inconspicuous among passers-by.

The first shot failed to hit the target. When he saw Feng Xiuhu looking at him, he immediately turned the gun and pointed it at his own jaw.

What a deadly warrior! He wants to commit suicide.

It's too late to say.

A short axe came whistling, the cold blade circling like a full moon, cutting off the right hand with a loud bang and then chopping into the shoulder.

Feng Xiuhu followed closely, grabbed the gunman's cheek and lifted him into the air.

Mike didn't even see how Feng Xiuhu rushed over. He looked at the ground belatedly, but only saw two deep footprints that were slowly fading to a reddish-brown color.

Where Feng Xiuhu's five fingers pinched, the skin on the gunman's cheek began to fester, and then his teeth turned into rust and shattered and scattered.

At this time, Damazi, Ermazi and Miao Gensheng, who heard the noise in the house, also rushed out.

Miao Gensheng went to check on Shunzi, while Damazi and Ermazi ran to Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu threw the gunman to their feet: "Leave him alive."

After saying that, he immediately walked towards Shunzi.

Shunzi's situation is not good.

He was shot in the chest and lost consciousness, his breathing becoming unstable.

Feng Xiuhu pulled open his clothes to check the wound and found that there was no familiar smell of gunpowder left at the bullet site. Instead, the flesh and blood were frozen, showing signs of purple frostbite.

Mike saw the clue and his expression changed slightly: "It's a magic weapon."

Feng Xiuhu carried Shunzi on his back and said in a deep voice, "No matter what he is, take him to the hospital first."

Mike quickly grabbed him and said, "The hospital can't treat this kind of injury. Listen to me and go uptown."

Feng Xiuhu asked, "Can the hospital in Shangcheng District treat it?"

Mike replied, "It's not a hospital, it's the Life Prayer Hall."

There was no time to explain, the clever Ermazi had already hailed a rickshaw.

As luck would have it, Feng Xiuhu climbed onto the cart carrying Shunzi on his back and saw that it was the driver who had been missing for many days.

The driver grinned at Feng Xiuhu and said, "Sergeant, what's the hurry?"

"Human life is a matter of great importance!"

Feng Xiuhu replied, urging the driver to go faster: "Go as fast as you can, to the upper city!"

The driver then noticed Shunzi's bloodied chest and was startled: "Oh my god, we can't delay this any longer!"

After saying that, he ran away.

Mike was also in the car, and he couldn't help but worry: "There are so many people using cars at this time, and I don't know if there are any carriages at the upper city gate."

Before Feng Xiuhu could reply, the driver outside said, "Why do you need a carriage? We're already in the carriage!"

He didn't know whether his attention was entirely on Shunzi or he was really dazzled - Feng Xiuhu was suddenly surprised to find that the three of them were sitting in the carriage without feeling crowded at all.

Looking more closely, they found that they were riding in a carriage.

But Feng Xiuhu clearly remembered that what Ermazi had just called was a rickshaw.

Mike was also in a trance: "I was so anxious that I was hallucinating. I couldn't even tell the difference between a rickshaw and a horse carriage."

You know what, this carriage runs faster than a rickshaw.

While Feng Xiuhu was stunned, the carriage had already rushed into the gate of the upper city. The driver shouted from the front: "Master, you haven't told me where you are going!"

Without time to think about anything else, Feng Xiuhu looked at Mike.

Mike quickly replied, "Life Church Prayer Hall, do you know the way?"

The driver laughed heartily: "That's really disrespectful! I drive around Sail City every day, and there's no road I don't know!"

Mike had no suspicion.

But Feng Xiuhu couldn't understand it - rickshaws were obviously not allowed to enter the upper city area. Could it be that the driver had not been seen recently and had changed his livelihood, sold his rickshaw and bought a horse carriage, and became familiar with the upper city area in just a few days?
Before he could figure it out, the carriage stopped abruptly.

Feng Xiuhu helped Shunzi steady himself and heard the driver outside shouting, "We've arrived. Please get off slowly. Be careful not to fall."

This time, Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to argue with the driver, and jumped out of the carriage with Shunzi on his back.

He looked up and saw a church that was much smaller than the cathedral.

Although this prayer hall has the same Western Continent architectural style as the Misty Church, there are many subtle differences.

And the pattern on the door was a symbol that Feng Xiuhu had never seen before.

If the symbol of the Church of the Mist is like a ship's rudder, then the symbol of the Church of Life in front of us is like a big tree with outstretched branches.

Mike also got out of the car, trotted over and knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and a priest in a light green deacon robe poked his head out.

Mike was also wearing a deacon robe. The Life Church deacon saw him clearly and asked directly, "What's the matter?"

Mike pointed to the back: "There are injured people."

The deacon of the Life Church cast a glance over, taking a few looks at Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi, then turned back to Mike and said, "You're from the Mist Church, you should know the rules. We don't accept ordinary people here."

Feng Xiuhu changed her clothes as soon as she got home, so she couldn't be recognized.

Mike said anxiously, "He's not an ordinary person!"

He pointed at Feng Xiuhu and said, "He's the priest of the factory district church. I can vouch for it. If you don't believe me, feel free to go to the cathedral and verify it later."

The priest's status was not low, so these words were very effective. The deacon of the Life Church said no more and quickly opened the door to let the person in.

The deacon of the Life Church led them to a room. He took a quick look at Shunzi's injuries and said quickly, "I'll go get Father Sinya."

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Feng Xiuhu and Mike were finally able to sit down and take a break.

While waiting, Mike explained to Feng Xiuhu about the Life Church.

"The Church of Life believes in the God of Life, who, like the God of Mist, is one of the six main gods."

"The priests of the Life Church are good at healing injuries, so no matter which church's territory they are in, the people of the Life Church are always the most welcome."

"In addition, the Life Church has the widest distribution area. No matter which city there is a church of a certain church, there is definitely at least one Life Church prayer hall."

"Because whether it's a priest or a divine guard, they are bound to get injured. Many injuries cannot be cured by ordinary hospitals. This is when the Church of Life needs to take action."

He seemed to have recalled this and continued, "Do you remember the knife you snatched from He Da Ge?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Mike nodded and said, "That is actually the standard magical weapon used by the deacons of the Church of Life."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly understood.

Just then, someone finally pushed the door open.

Feng Xiuhu immediately turned around to look.

The man who came in was wearing a priest's robe and was still a foreigner.

But what is strange is that she is actually a foreign woman.

PS: Saving lives is important, but revenge and settling accounts are equally important. Feng Xiuhu knows the priorities.

(End of this chapter)