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As soon as it was pulled out, blood gushed out.

He walked towards the platform.

No one could move, they all stared at him blankly.

"No, I have parents who are in their 80s, two children, and a grandson."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Qingze cut the middle-aged woman's mouth off with a knife and approached the Dharma King Sato Jingqing, only to find that she was so scared that she peed her pants and her legs were shaking.

He said jokingly, "Master Dharma King, please show them your supreme power."

PS: Thanks to Jin Taixu for the Guoda reward

Chapter 84 The Unaware Madman

Sato Jouki, 48 years old.

No magic power at all.

He serves as the Dharma King of the World True Love and Peace Church, but the previous Dharma King was also named Sato.

Thanks to the selfless dedication of the believers, the Sato family lives a life with a house and a car.

Legally unmarried.

But the women in the church are all his wives.

For children in church members’ families, regardless of gender, age five or sixteen.

As long as they were pretty and good-looking, he would use the excuse of being possessed by a demon and perform rituals to inject happiness energy into those children.

It's not even in private, but in front of the child's father or mother, asking them to help hold down the resisting child.

Sato Jyoukiyo concluded that the crying sound was a demon struggling inside the child.

When the cruel reality shatters the child's spirit and makes the child numb and autistic, Sato Jyoukiyo will announce that the exorcism is complete.

But his bestiality did not end there.

Afterwards, he still liked to find those children, take them to his home or hotel, and continue the "exorcism ritual" to inject them with happiness energy.

Sato Jyousei also often spread various fear-mongering ideas to church believers, preaching the so-called doomsday and the devil, saying that only by believing in God can people reach the eternal and happy heaven after death.

By constantly instilling such ideas, believers live in fear of the end of the world and long for heaven, and thus voluntarily support the church.

While doing these things, he naturally did not forget to make friends with powerful politicians, give them gifts, and let his believers vote for politicians in order to obtain their political asylum.

Sato Jyoukiyo cried bitterly on the stage and talked endlessly about what he had done.

"...I am not the King of Dharma. I am despicable, shameless, and vulgar. I am even lower than the maggots in the toilet!"

The believers in the audience were shocked.

Oda Shizue's pupils widened, unable to imagine that the kind-looking Dharma King in front of her could be such a beast behind her back.

Compared with the nitpicking boss and the King of France in front of him, both have handsome features.

She swallowed, thinking that the believers at the scene would roar loudly and curse the Dalai Lama for being despicable and shameless.

The reality is quite the opposite.

At this time, the believers still firmly believed that the Dalai Lama was not wrong, or rather, they only believed this.

Otherwise, how are they supposed to face the cruel reality that they have given their families to this swindler to play with and destroy their spirits?

"Demon! The King of France must be controlled by a demon!"

"Yes! That's right! All of this was said under the control of the devil, who wants us to lose our devotion to God!"

"Master Fawang, you must hold on and don't succumb to the demon's mental control!"

The believer's words made Sato Jingqing a little dazed.

Yes, the last moment he was still the French King who was high above and enjoying a wonderful life.

Now, why should he tell everyone about the crime he committed?

There is only one answer.

Sato Jingqing turned his head carefully and said flatteringly, "Sir, a piece of trash like me doesn't deserve to die in your hands. Please spare my life."

"Dama."

Qingze's voice was icy cold, and his green eyes revealed a chilling chill.

"Haha." Sato Jingqing showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and his mentality collapsed. He was so humble, why was he still unwilling to let go?

This must be a nightmare.

As the supreme ruler of the World True Love and Peace Church, he controls the thoughts, lives, property, and bodies of his believers.

How could such a noble man be in danger of his life?

When he woke up from the dream, he would still be lying on that ridiculously large bed, with two girls who were thirty-six years younger than him beside him.

Anyone can do it, please let me wake up!

Sato Jingqing was in tears and his fat body was shaking.

Qingze put his hand on his shoulders and slid the fruit knife down his neck, pressing against the gap between his ribs.

"No, don't kill me. I can give you my property and status. Please spare me."

"No."

Qingze refused again, inserted the knife straight into his heart, and then pulled it out.

Blood spurted onto the countertop.

Sato Jingqing felt his strength flowing out with the blood, and he wailed like a dying lamb, "Save me, I don't want to... die."

Qingze just thought this guy was nagging, so he pushed him to the ground and used his telekinesis to grab the trace back into his trouser pocket.

Telekinesis is very convenient for destroying evidence.

He glanced at the shocked believers below the stage, ignored their looks of hatred or fear, and strode down.

This group of people is so pathetic, their thoughts and spirits have been distorted by the World True Love and Peace Church.

One by one they become mentally ill without even realizing it.

He cleaned up all traces of himself along the way, bent down to pick up the shirt on the ground, and without putting it on, casually draped it over his shoulders.

Qingze walked out the door, looked back and said, "You can move now."

After removing the hypnotic ability, Qingze left.

……

Shizue Oda's heart was beating.

Perhaps it was the departure of that scary man that gave her the strength to move her feet and she was no longer standing there in fear like before.

Must leave here!

This thought flashed through Shizue Oda's mind, and she felt very regretful.

She is a highly educated person, but she is stupid enough to join such a weird church.

Even going to a bar to drink and being picked up by someone is better than attending this kind of gathering.

Shizue Oda planned to call the police as soon as the pink-haired man left.

The other people in the house were crying and shouting, as if an important relative of their family had died.

They were saddened that the Dharma King was killed by the devil.

This scene made Oda Jingzhi's scalp tingle.

Next, a scene that shocked her even more took place.

A man suddenly lay on the body of the middle-aged woman and shouted, "Ritual, we must perform a ritual to dispel the influence of the devil!"

This sentence reminds others.

"Yes, the devil has come. We must perform the ritual as soon as possible. Interruption will anger the gods."

The believers acted quickly, and in Oda Shizue's eyes, her fear of them was even greater than her fear of the pink-haired man.

She just felt that everyone present was crazy.

There were corpses in the hall and blood on the tatami. This group of people actually had the interest to do that kind of thing and did not even let the dead go.

This almost crazy scene pushed Oda Shizue's endurance to the limit.

"Mads, you are all crazy!"

She screamed and rushed out.

The believers ignored it, hugged each other, and took off their clothes one by one, trying to please the gods with the ritual.

Shizue Oda called the police and quickly told them what had happened.

She escaped from the room, looked at the blue sky and the sunlight shining on the front yard. There was no trace of the pink-haired man in the empty yard.

Shizue Oda breathed a sigh of relief, quickened her pace and walked out of the yard. Only when she saw the familiar streets did she feel a little relaxed.

"saved."

Her legs were no longer able to support her and she slid down the wall and sat on the ground.

Chapter 85: To Hell with Work (Please Read)

Loud sirens were blaring as they approached Shimogogo 1-chome.

Shizue Oda's mental state gradually recovered during this period.

She figured it out.

Compared to the working atmosphere of the World True Love and Peace Church, the atmosphere in the company is simply heaven... No way!

Fuck this bullshit job!

Shizue Oda would rather go back to the countryside to farm than continue working in Tokyo.

so horrible.

The church is scary, the company is scary, she has to give up the pride that a college student has and go back to the countryside to be a housewife.

Shizue Oda was afraid that if she continued to stay in that company, she would probably one day, due to a momentary confusion, step into an organization similar to the World True Love and Peace Church.

The lessons from history books tell Shizue Oda that people will always make the same mistakes in certain circumstances.

She took a deep breath, and when she decided to go back to the countryside, the world became a better place.

If you think about it carefully, the company is not the world, and she can still survive if she leaves the company.

She squatted here and saw the police car at the corner. She decided in her heart that she would resign as soon as the follow-up issues were resolved. She slapped the resignation letter in the face of the arrogant and incompetent bald boss and told him that she quit!

One police car after another appeared from around the corner.

The first police car stopped in front of the door, the back door opened, and a blonde girl got out.

She is petite, wearing a Gothic-style dress and holding a small umbrella.

Judging from his face and height, he seems to be still in junior high school.

A strange expression appeared on Shizue Oda's face. The police station was handling such a big case, and they allowed their subordinates to bring their daughter along?

Emily glanced at Shizue Oda who was squatting against the wall. Judging from her clothes, she was a typical white-collar woman.

Her legs were wrapped in black stockings and she was wearing high heels.

"You must be the person who reported the case. Tell me the details of the case."

Oda Shizue shook her head and said, "Sorry, little girl, I'm not in the mood to play detective games with you."

"Pfft."

Okayama Taketa behind him couldn't help but laugh.

Emily had a blank expression on her face, and her blue eyes flashed coldly.