A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The confessional door opened.

Shu Ange hugged the child and looked at the tall man in the silver-gray trench coat.

His eyes were black with a touch of silver gray, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, his lips were neither red nor white, and he had a heavy feeling like the earth.

Using words like handsome and handsome to describe the person in front of him seems too frivolous.

He was charming and had dark, hard hair that made it difficult to tell his age for a while.

"your child?"

Without the barrier of the door, the man's deep and clear voice sounded even more soul-stirring.

"The target of this mission has appeared, and the current favorability is 15."

"It's a picked-up child who encountered some minor troubles."

Shu Ange originally planned to ask the priest for help, but when he heard the system reminder, he suddenly changed his mind.

Her top priority should be to get rid of the suspicion of kidnapping and selling children in time.

Father Wright Millans, came out of the confessional, he has a pair of blue eyes like the sea of ​​compassion.

"Mr. Geng, this is the church. The original owner blesses you to achieve your wish as soon as possible."

His surname was Geng, and Shu Ange guessed the other person's name in his heart.

Father Wright's eyes fell on the child in Shu Ange's arms, and a faint smile appeared on his kind face: "Dear Heavenly Father, I have completely handed my child into your holy hands, you know what we ask for, in our future. Before you speak, you already know..."

He prayed earnestly for the little guy, his eyes were quiet and soft.

Geng Wuxiang scrutinized the thin and lonely girl. She was neatly dressed, her star eyes were like water apricots, and she was black and white.

Such a pure and pure girl is completely incompatible with the word trafficker.

Before, he only looked at the richness and wealth of young children carved jade and carved clothes, which was the opposite of young girls, so he became suspicious.

"Thank you Father."

Shu Ange thanked him and tapped his finger on the child's sleeping hole.

The child who was sound asleep opened his eyes, like a little squirrel, leaning on Shu Ange's shoulder and turning over a little.

"Mother...I want to be cold."

His voice whimpered and whimpered, and the people who were meowing like a milk cat were distressed.

"Don't cry baby, you will find your family soon."

Shu Ange patted the little guy on the back, perhaps because he was familiar with the scent of saponin on her body. The little guy cried a few times, and the little hand grabbed her hair and stopped sobbing.

The bad guys may still be waiting outside, but Shu Ange didn't delay much: "Father Wright, it seems that some bad guys are chasing this child outside, can you help contact the police station?"

Father Wright turned his gaze to Geng Wuxiang, and seeing that he didn't mean to speak, he was about to nod when Geng Wuxiang suddenly opened his mouth.

"People who lost their children must be in a hurry. I'll take you to the police station."

"This—would it be too much trouble for you."

Shu Ange's bright eyes flickered slightly, and he looked a little uneasy.

For some reason, although the girl in front of her looked cramped, Geng Wuxiang always felt that she was actually very open inside.

"It just so happens that I'm going to the police station, just drop by."

"Thank you very much then."

Father Wright said a few words and watched the two leave.

Not long after they left, missionary Keene walked up to Father Wright Milans and asked worriedly, "Father Wright, will Mr. Geng give up easily?"

In addition to the sacred profession of priest, Wright Mills has another identity - the son of a British arms dealer.

It was because the family had made too many murders that he chose to be a devout Christian and came to the war-torn China to spread the gospel.

Wright Millans didn't want to get blood on his fingers, and he didn't want to help Zhou.

He gave up the coveted family inheritance and forgot the intrigues of the first half of his life, just to find true peace of mind.

"Merciful Lord, please love everyone in the world and forgive ignorant sinners."

Father Wright prayed devoutly, and Keane put his hand on his chest and prayed with him.

Brother Cat sneaked into the church, looking for traces of the young master of the Zou family. The believers devoutly sang hymns with the choir, and he drilled through the crowd.

When he saw Shu Ange holding the child, Brother Cat's eyes suddenly lit up like a light bulb, and he rubbed his hands and walked towards her vulgarly.

"It's that guy, they've been chasing me."

Shu Ange hugged the child tightly, frowning slightly, her eyes showing a bit of coldness unconsciously.

"Don't be afraid."

Geng Wuxiang stretched out his hand towards Shu Ange, his resolute brows and eyes showed lightness and softness: "Give it to me, child."

When he stretched out his hand, Shu Ange saw that he was wearing a sandalwood bracelet on his wrist.

Each bead is shiny and moist, and the wood texture is warm and amiable, as if it has been played with by people all the year round.

There is a Buddhist saying that if you can recite the scriptures 200,000 times with the Buddha bead in your hand, if your body and mind are not disturbed, and there is no flattery, you will give up your life to be reborn in the third Flame Heaven, with natural clothing and food, and always walk in peace and happiness.

I don't know if Geng Wuxiang believes in Buddhism, or if someone else gave him a bead.

Shu Ange handed the little guy to Geng Wuxiang, he held the child with one hand, and the tough guy temperament was mixed with kindness and gentleness.

"Woooo."

From the soft and fragrant embrace to the hard as a stone chest, the little guy flattened his mouth and wanted to cry again.

"Don't cry, I'll take you to find your family."

It's weird to say that, obviously children don't understand human language very well, so Geng Wuxiang stopped the sobbing with a single word.

"Master, you are holding my little son in your arms. Please return the child to us."

When Brother Cat saw the young master of the Zou family, he changed his position from Shu Ange's arms and felt a sudden shock, so he went up to ask Geng Wuxiang to ask for a child.

This business is worth doing, and they can change their place and feel at ease after taking the money.

If Shu Ange knew what Brother Cat was thinking, he would definitely roll his eyes silently.

Whenever the villain wants to make a big vote, he will set up this deadly fg, and then be honored as cannon fodder.

"Your young master?"

Geng Wuxiang smiled so gentle and innocent, if someone who knew him saw him, he would immediately take a break and stand at attention and review what he had done wrong recently.

"Yes, the Zou family of Longqing Commercial Bank, the young master was taken away by a little girl while watching the celebration in the Sino-French Concession. We are looking around."

Brother Cat was talking, as if he had just seen Shu Ange, pointed at her and said angrily, "It's this little girl's film, who took our young master away in the chaos!"

"..."

Is it really okay for such a rude and straightforward villain to file a complaint first?

Just as Shu Ange was about to explain, Geng Wuxiang nodded slightly: "In this case, Lei Li, tie up people and send them to the police station. Lei Feng, go to Zou's house and ask if there are any lost children."

He gave an order, and immediately two men dressed in extremely ordinary clothes appeared in front of the three of them.

Brother Cat was twisted by his arm to cover his mouth, and was taken out with lightning speed. Another person took the initiative to hold the child, followed Geng Wuxiang's instructions, and went to Longqing Business to ask them if they had lost their child.

Shu Ange watched Lei Feng leave, and suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

Next, what excuse should she use to say a few more words to Mr. Geng?