I was Born in Hell

"She wants to kill us."

Gu Fan kicked Xue Meigui's body, and said with a sneer, "She has gathered her men and will attack us at night, but she will die first."

What?

In hell nightmare space.

Xue Meigui had already said everything, no one could bear that kind of torture.

This charming and enchanting woman actually has a heart like a poisonous snake. She is ruthless and chooses the right fat sheep to do it.

Gu Fan and the others are very suitable.

Xue Meigui lost more than 2,000 quickly, and the evil fire in his heart was already very angry. In addition, Old Musket had a huge wealth of "40,000 yuan", which was enough to make him want to kill.

Everything has to wait for the time to mature.

Everyone was drunk.

Play with women until your legs are weak.

Waiting until the vigilance of Lao Huoqiang and the others was at its worst, Xue Meigui would do it himself, cooperate with his subordinates to kill, rob and silence them.

She also decided to play with Gu Fan herself.

This cold man knelt under his pomegranate skirt, smelling the charming and alluring fragrant poison, and finally died in happiness, which was Xue Meigui's plan.

Unfortunately.

Gu Fan acted first and did not give her this chance.

And once you make a move, it will be purgatory on earth! !

looked around.

The bar really became a purgatory, with countless limbs and arms, broken corpses, and blood flowing.

"Kill them all."

"Boss... you killed everyone here."

Lucky Star also killed a few, and was very lucky not to be injured in this battle.

He sat down on the ground: "It's over, now we have killed so many people, we must be wanted, and I am also an accessory."

Old Musket was shot in the shoulder and leg, but it was not a big deal.

He also kicked the lucky star: "Don't cry like a bitch, the people killed by the boss are not innocent, and those cowards who didn't do anything from the beginning to the end just ran away with their lives."

Old Musketeer has a bad temper, and even if he disagrees with him, he shoots back and kills people.

Although I don't understand what method Gu Fan used to see through Xue Meigui's trap.

But in general, everyone has survived the catastrophe.

As the saying goes, Ruanrou Township is the hero's tomb. This seemingly very formal bar is actually a black shop behind the scenes.

The old musket has been here a few times.

But at that time, he didn't have huge wealth, and he was just treated as an ordinary guest.

"Walk."

"There are still some things that need to be dealt with."

There was blood in Gu Fan's tone, didn't he have a good time?

"This incident originated from the Jishihui."

Gu Fan said coldly: "Through the blood rose and the heroic names of the legendary fourteen people, they quickly sowed the seeds of faith and continued to grow themselves."

Gu Fan saw through the essence.

And just now in the nightmare space of hell, the news of the interrogation included this part. There is indeed a shadow of the Jishihui behind the red rose.

Legendary Fourteen.

They are heroes to many, even to the point of belief.

With the help of this name, the Jishihui will continue to expand the organization, even if it is dismantled in the future, so what, the purpose has been achieved.

"hateful!!"

"The legendary fourteen are my idols."

Lucky Star was furious when he heard this: "They pretended to be my idol and used fourteen people to promote themselves.

In the end, Lucky Star choked out a ridiculous noun.

Rub traffic.

rub the heat.

But this term can indeed be applied to the Jishihui. Many cults will not tell the true doctrine at the beginning, but talk about something generally acceptable to the public, and put it in front of you to make you feel at ease.

Immediately afterwards, it is slowly infiltrating and brainwashing, gradually distorting and changing your three views.

The legendary fourteen people are the best role models, and they are also the glorious image displayed by the Jishihui on the surface.

As for the evil behind them... only those who have seen it know.

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...

Chiyang city-state.

From a certain church on the other side, there was a crisp bell.

Several children ran over with a smile on their faces, surrounded a kind and kind missionary, and stretched out their hands to beg for some food.

The missionary nodded kindly, and distributed some candies to the children.

"There are a few books here. Go back and read them carefully, and show them to your parents."

The missionary distributed a book to each child, which contained the teachings of the Jeshi Society and many short stories.

"whee."

"Missionary, next time I want chocolate."

A few children were making noise. They were still young and didn't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. It was already the happiest thing to get some small favors like candy.

The missionary nodded: "Okay, chocolate, I really can't stand you little clever ghosts."

Evangelism begins with children.

The teachings, ideas, and three views in these books will slowly permeate them.

If their parents also watch it, they will feel like they have grasped a life-saving straw when they are desperate and dark.

Belief.

It is the greatest spiritual food for human beings.

With a kind and kind smile, the missionary walked back to the church step by step.

The clock had already struck many times, and the church was soon filled with people, waiting for the missionary's instructions.

"Our Jishi Church is different from other churches."

"In this last days, we don't believe in any gods coming down to earth, let alone miracles."

"We must believe in ourselves, our companions, our family members, and every kind person around us."

The missionary opened the textbook and began to continue talking.

"The last days are not just a disaster, but also a baptism."

"Look, the sky is bluer, the air is clearer, and the once turbid world has become clean and bright."

"The darkness is only temporary, and the bright dawn will come soon. As long as we can trust each other and help each other, we can get out of the haze of darkness."

Missionaries express ideas that are exceptionally different.

He is not asking you to trust some evil god, but to let you believe in science, but you must still have your own beliefs.

Chicken soup for the soul.

This is the biggest bowl of chicken soup for the soul in the last days.

Human beings are hurt by the end of the world, family members die one after another, and the country is fragmented. Everyone has an unbearable past and has survived the most miserable darkness.

At this time, I need someone to comfort me the most.

At this time, faith is most needed to support them, so that they can live more firmly.

Jishihui is here.

The Jishihui has brought chicken soup for the soul, faith, and hope that people need.

So... They are like viruses, spreading like crazy, and people spread word of mouth, talking about the benefits of Jishihui.

And according to the teachings, help each other, be more kind, believe in the dawn, believe in the dawn.

life, better.

The soul is more beautiful.

"missionary."

"I want to join the Jishihui, I want to have a deeper understanding of the Jishihui, and I want to benefit mankind!!"

A woman who was deeply victimized by poisonous chicken soup said firmly with righteous words.

The missionary nodded.

"Jishi will welcome you, welcome anyone..."

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