The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

So after a pause, the crowd continued to surge forward desperately.

Some people even got angry and picked up something from the ground and threw it at the old lame man.

The reason why the old lame man was nicknamed the old lame man was because one of his legs was broken and he had great difficulty moving.

As luck would have it, a stone hit him on the forehead, making him see stars and bleed profusely.

"Fuck! Damn it! Gold Teeth, bring your men to the dock, bring your weapons! Kill all the people who get off the boat! Leave no one alive!" The old lame man shouted angrily into the phone, then retreated to find cover while shooting at the red-eyed crew members.

This once quiet abandoned dock has become a mess.

What the hell is going on? I'm just bringing someone here to buy a car to earn a commission.

The taxi driver who was happily counting the money just now found it difficult to accept such ups and downs in life. He looked at the chaos in front of him and wanted to cry but had no tears.

When the taxi driver subconsciously looked at the cargo that fell into the Delaware River and was floating in the river, he suddenly hugged his head with his hands.

"what----!"

The screams that came out of his mouth were heart-wrenching, and blood began to flow from his facial features.

With a bang, a gunshot rang out, and the taxi driver's head opened like a watermelon.

The old lame man's voice was cold.

"Damn it! Who told you to look at the unpurified goods without any eyesight? Damn bastard!"

Then he sighed and looked at the Filipino crew members who had already fled in all directions: "I'm afraid this will trigger the alert order."

"Hope that damn FBI agent doesn't die on that boat. Damn it."

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198 explosion

Li Shanze didn't have time to think about whether he would die on the ship.

After realizing that his actions were too slow, the old priest changed his battle strategy.

The old priest even went so far as to detonate the grenade inlaid with relics under his feet, and then used the protection of his holy robe to take the damage from the explosion, forcing Li Shanze to not dare to fight him in close combat.

Li Shanze initially just wanted to ask a few questions and get some information from the old priest.

But the old priest in front of him, who seemed to be as calm and steady as a mountain, was like a madman, killing people blindly.

Especially since this old guy has a wall on his body, bullets can't penetrate it, and punching him is like hitting a rock with an egg.

Even if Li Shanze did not hold back and shot at his face, the bullet was bounced away by the wide collar of his shirt that was pulled on his face.

Li Shanze suspected that this holy robe was designed in this way. During a gunfight, the collar would be fixed by the square crown to protect the head.

Thinking of this, Li Shanze raised his hand and fired a shot.

When the bullet shot by Li Shanze was about to hit the square crown on the old priest's head, the fragment of the True Cross embedded in it suddenly burst into bright light.

The bullet was actually stopped by this strong light, melted into lead tears, and dripped onto the deck.

Holy shit, what kind of mechanism is this? He's really armed himself like an iron bastard.

Li Shanze pressed his throat and fired another shot at Sifangguan, while at the same time, he coughed lightly.

This time, the shining light disappeared, and Li Shanze's bullet successfully shattered the square crown.

Several wide collars fluttered down, revealing the old face again.

Li Shanze was delighted and was about to fire a second shot, but along with the old priest's robe, three-fifths of the handcuffs also became ineffective.

The old priest's figure suddenly became ghostly. He just shook his body and appeared in front of Li Shanze.

He swung the Bible in his hand and smashed it hard on Li Shanze's head.

Li Shanze quickly stretched out his hand to block.

The two great forces collided, and with a bang, the Bible was shattered and the pages inside flew all over the sky.

Amidst the flying scriptures, two men with superb skills were fighting like wild beasts.

The page with the Ten Commandments "Thou shalt not kill" printed on it slowly fell to the ground, followed by a footprint.

The situation has become different from before.

Before, the old priest relied on his holy robe and was as tough as a mountain, while Li Shanze relied on his agility to fight with the old priest.

Now the situation is completely reversed.

Li Shanze, who had the physique of an "ogre", became the one with better physical fitness, while the old priest who lost three-fifths of the handcuffs' restrictions became more flexible.

The old priest's moves changed from being heavy and vigorous to being extremely brutal.

He flexibly fought around Li Shanze, like a poisonous snake looking for an opportunity to fight, and his methods were extremely vicious.

Li Shanze was left with many wounds.

However, after he lost the protection of the holy robe, he finally became unable to withstand the damage.

When Li Shanze's finger bones hit the old priest's jaw for the third time, the sound of broken bones was finally heard.

The old man's silver beard, covered with broken teeth, splashed onto the container.

Li Shanze shook his hands - this old charlatan's bones seemed to be filled with lead.

However, the old priest, who was willing to get close despite being seriously injured, also achieved his goal.

The old priest's cross chain was wrapped around Li Shanze's neck, and Li Shanze smelled the stench of frankincense he had just burned mixed with blood.

The back of Li Shanze's head hit the deck hard, causing him to see stars.

Then the old man's knee pressed down hard on his chest. If it had pressed hard enough, his ribs would have been broken.

It was obviously too late to dodge to the side, so Li Shanze pulled the chain around his neck hard.

The old priest suddenly lost his balance, his hands were forced to loosen the cross, and his knees slammed heavily onto the rusty deck of the cargo ship.

With a thud, even the old priest, who remained calm, was unable to stand up for a while.

Li Shanze suspected that his knee was broken.

Li Shanze didn't have time to get up, so he took the opportunity to take off the cross that was wrapped around his neck and had already left blood marks, and then threw the cross into the Delaware River.

Li Shanze stepped on the hydraulic column, flipped over and jumped up, narrowly avoiding the anchor chain thrown by the old man kneeling on the ground.

As if realizing that the situation was hopeless, the old priest did not continue to try to fight back. Instead, he remained kneeling on one knee, chanting in a low voice: "In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy—"

Before he could finish his prayer, Li Shanze punched him hard in the face, forcibly interrupting his prayer.

"Sorry, this is God's blind spot."

Li Shanze sneered.

Then he handcuffed the old priest's hands with three-fifths handcuffs.

Although this ability was destroyed by Li Shanze's own sound waves, this pair of handcuffs can still be used as an ordinary pair of handcuffs.

"You are under arrest," Li Shanze announced.

The old priest remained silent and said nothing.

Li Shanze didn't care about the old priest's thoughts. He tore off half of the holy robe and wrapped it around his broken right hand.

Now the holy robe felt like ordinary cloth, completely different from the stone and asphalt texture it had felt when it was punched before.

But before Li Shanze could breathe a sigh of relief, gunshots rang out in the abandoned dock.

Amid the continuous gunfire, the Filipino sailors fell down in droves like harvested leeks.

"Damn, what on earth is going on? Just massacre them like this?" Li Shanze was stunned.

"Oh, unclean people have no right to set foot on sacred ground." The old priest finally spoke, but he didn't seem to have any psychological burden about all this.

His tone was filled with a kind of arrogance that came from a place of rightful superiority.

"Why are Filipinos unclean? Is it because they have come into contact with goods from that country? What is sacred about this rotten land of America? What is going on here?"

Li Shanze was almost laughed out loud by this old charlatan.

But before the old priest could answer, the roar of a helicopter was heard overhead.

The old priest's expression changed, and his tone was different from before: "Quick, jump into the river, jump into the Delaware River! Pull me up! Take me away from here, and I will answer your questions!"

Without giving it time to think, Li Shanze grabbed the collar of the old priest's once bulletproof robe and jumped into the Delaware River with him.

Then, behind them, a violent explosion occurred on the San Andreas.

When the first Hellfire missile penetrated the fuel tank, two thousand tons of marine diesel vaporized into a blue-green fire cloud in one thousandth of a second.

With the help of the shock wave, Li Shanze spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell heavily into the Delaware River.

The rotors of the attack helicopter cut through the thick smoke, and the second missile blew the array of smuggled vehicles in the container at the bow of the ship into a sky full of fire meteors.

The remaining BMW 7 Series car computer was the first to sound the anti-theft alarm while burning. Immediately afterwards, the deafening anti-theft alarm and the sounds of explosions and burning together formed a symphony of hell.

"Ah." Li Shanze poked his head out from under the surface of the river where crude oil was floating to breathe.

"Keep hiding, it's not over yet." The old priest warned quickly while taking a breath.

Both of them took a deep breath and dived suddenly. Various metal fragments splashed out by the second round of explosion flew across the surface of the river.

Amid the roar of the freighter's broken keel, the Delaware River was burning fiercely. All the fuel floating on the water surface caught fire, turning the Delaware River into a river of fire.

Li Shanze dragged the handcuffed old priest and swam towards the shore from under the water.

The old priest cooperated very well and did not struggle, allowing Li Shanze to drag him around. He would only signal when he needed to breathe, and then after taking a deep breath, he continued to be as obedient as a canoe.

They finally reached the shore and lay on the shore, breathing heavily to regain their strength. The San Andreas, which had been blown in two, was slowly sinking.

The bow of the ship was raised high, and the SAN ANDREAS' SAN had already sunk into the water.

The golden cross on the side of the ship tilted 90 degrees, reflecting the setting sun in the thick smoke, looking particularly dazzling.

"See, I was right, the Lord really doesn't care about this place." Li Shanze wrung the water marks on his clothes and threw the cross he had thrown into the river in front of the old priest.

"I just found it in the river. I'm giving it to you. I'm thinking you're a devout Christian."

Li Shanze said lightly.

There is often an inexplicable friendship between men. The two people who had just fought to the death became much more harmonious after working together to escape.

"Oh, pious? I am a knight excommunicated by the Pope himself." The old priest laughed.

199 Winning by Faith

"The Pope personally imposed excommunication?" Li Shanze repeated curiously, then asked, "What is excommunication?"

The old priest - a more accurate name should be the old knight - was amused by Li Shanze.

"Aren't you an agent from the FBI's Special Affairs Division? Didn't you use the title of Kate McKenzie, the Great Knight, to bluff people? How come you don't even know the law of breaking the door?"

He seemed to find this extremely funny, and laughed louder and louder.

"How the hell did I forget? Almost no one in your area believes in God. Most people choose to believe in their native religion. It's perfectly normal for them not to know about Catholicism."

It seems that this old knight knows about the China in this world.

Li Shanze thought to himself.

Therefore, Li Shanze maintained sufficient patience and allowed the old knight to laugh to his heart's content.

After a hearty laugh, the old knight cleared his throat. "Excommunication, also known as excommunication, is a religious punishment imposed on believers who violate church rules. It aims to deprive the punished person of their religious rights and social status through excommunication, demotion, or banishment. An excommunication imposed by the Pope himself can only be revoked by the Pope himself."

"Simply put, I was excommunicated by the Pope himself."

My goodness, the online comments about excommunicating you were just a joke, but the Catholic Church can really excommunicate you.

Li Shanze couldn't hide his curiosity and asked, "What did you do to get the Pope to excommunicate you?"

The old knight didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "What do you think is the most important quality a church clergyman should possess?"

"Uh, I don't know... pious?" Li Shanze answered subconsciously.

The old knight asked with interest, "Why do you think so?"