Luo Shu was leaning on the edge of the rooftop at this time, and said lazily:
"Just keep those who appear to be of high status alive. Someone in the department will be responsible for prying their mouths open."
Jinmu Qianshu nodded upon hearing this, then turned around and said:
"Understood, Takina, prepare some equipment for close combat."
Hearing this, Luo Shu smiled and said, "We don't need to go out this time."
"what?"
Nishiki Chitsuka 943 and Inoue Takina, who were about to take weapons from their large backpacks, were stunned at the same time and looked at Luo Shu in surprise.
At this time, Luo Shu looked at the sky in a good mood and said:
"The Secret Management Department has some new things to try!"
"According to the time, it should be almost time for them to set out!"
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In a van driving on the side of the road.
The girl with wavy blond hair wearing loose long sleeves and a black rabbit ear headdress turned around and looked at La Fulia who had changed into a silver-white tights in the carriage and was adjusting the gun in her hand:
"Although it's a bit bad to snatch Chizuka and Takina's job, it looks like you should be ready, right?"
"Actual combat is different from mock combat, Your Highness, Princess of Aldikia."
Hearing this, La Fulia, who had put his gun in the holster on his waist, turned around and said with a smile:
"Does Nutella care about me?"
Kurumi replied lazily at this time: "No, I only care whether the clothes you are wearing can transmit the actual data back. I don't want to be scolded by the minister and Dr. Shinonoyuki."
"Then we have to see if this equipment can be damaged by my power."
La Fulia put on the glasses specially designed for shooting games and looked at the data displayed on the mirror:
"Six hostages, eight targets?"
"I'll try to finish it in five minutes!"
"Are all so-called princesses this confident?"
Kurumi grumbled and pressed the door-opening button beside her.
When the rear door of the car opened, Walnut said calmly:
"Don't die, Princess."
"Thank you for your blessing. See you later."
After saying that, La Fulia jumped out of the moving van and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Chapter 221 Congratulations on your promotion and wealth!
"We never touch money, we have no interest in money!"
"Because the happiest thing in the world is to earn 100,000 or 200,000 yuan a month and have a healthy and long-lived body."
"Just think about it, when those capitalists have billions of dollars in their hands, but they can't buy health and can only enjoy hobbies in bed!"
"Just imagine the scene where those high and mighty people in power were killed by a crudely made shotgun!"
"But we, the Phoenixes, can smile in front of their hospital beds, in front of the TV, admiring their ugly appearance before death, and enjoying eternal life~"
“What a beautiful thing this is~~”
"My dear fellow believers, my dear little Phoenixes, money is limited, but life is eternal!"
"Let's praise Phoenix!!"
At the high-pitched voice of the man in the brown monk's robe, the seven people kneeling below all raised their fanatical low voices:
"Praise Phoenix!!" X7
Seeing this, the bishop, who was sitting against the wall with a low table in front of him, nodded with satisfaction and immediately picked up the bread and cheap wine in front of him.
He raised the glass of wine in his hand and said solemnly:
"This cup of wine is not just any ordinary wine. It is the blood wine given to us by the immortal Phoenix!"
“We must remember His sacrifice, praise His love, and follow Him toward eternal life in piety!”
"Thank you Phoenix!" X7
Hearing the devout prayers of the believers, the bishop nodded with satisfaction, then picked up a piece of bread, dipped it in some wine, and then put it into his mouth, holding it under his tongue and said:
"Next, everyone step forward to receive the blood wine."
"The Eternal Phoenix will bless us and eliminate the diseases and disasters on us, so that we can have healthy and strong bodies!"
"Thank you Phoenix!" X7
Amid the suppressed excitement, a middle-aged bald man standing nearby hurriedly stood up, walked to the bishop in small steps, and under the bishop's loving gaze, lifted up a piece of bread stained with wine with both hands, put it into his mouth without a second thought, and held it under his tongue.
"Hmm~"
The middle-aged bald man felt a sense of comfort all over when he put the pancake in his mouth. His tired body, which had been working as a laborer on the construction site, was perfectly relaxed at this moment.
This feeling is something that the magical girl in the park or the sweet girl in the bubble bath shop can never provide.
After enjoying the bread, the bald middle-aged man looked at the low table in front of the bishop with longing, looked at the bread reluctantly, and then turned away silently, returned to his seat, knelt down and prayed.
After the middle-aged bald man left, people came forward one by one to take the bread and put it in their mouths, until the last one came, a decadent young man with curly hair and untidy beard.
When the bishop saw the young man, he handed him the bread and stared at him:
"Watanabe, thank you for providing this place for preaching."
The young man Watanabe who was called out quickly put the noodle into his mouth, held it in his mouth, enjoying the joy of life, and said:
"This is what I should do! Nine-headed Bishop~" !
The Nine-Headed Bishop nodded upon hearing this, and then said:
"After praying for two hours, everyone must be hungry."
"And you are also aware of the purpose of my religion. Wealth is the alienation of eternal life, and it is something that my fellow believers avoid at all costs."
When Watanabe heard this, he immediately said excitedly:
"I understand, Nine-Headed Bishop, I will go buy lunch for everyone right now, no, I will donate all my property right now!!"
"Look at you, you're anxious again."
The Nine-Headed Bishop shook his head and then said with a smile:
"The existing wealth is the private property of every member. The church does not want members to rashly donate their assets, and even less does it want you to make yourself or your family members poor because of donating your property."
"If you really want to contribute, then when you have some free time, go do some volunteer work, or pursue your dreams, and enjoy the happiness that eternal life brings! This is Phoenix's hope! It's everyone's hope too!"
Hearing this, Watanabe was immediately moved and wiped his tears with the back of his hand:
"...I understand Bishop. I will go buy food for the parishioners now."
"It doesn't have to be too expensive, an ordinary lunch box will do. Don't let the values alienated by wealth pollute our eternal bodies."
"Thanks to the bishop's guidance, Watanabe understood."
Watanabe quickly apologized, then left the room and ran to the nearest supermarket.
Bishop Jiutou smiled as he watched Watanabe leave. He then looked at the church members who were still praying devoutly in the room, calculated the time, and murmured:
"The prayer ceremony is almost over. The church members still have to go to work in the afternoon, and it's almost time for me to go to the orphanage to help out."
He was like a devout priest, thinking silently.
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12 minute later.
Carrying two plastic bags, each containing four lunch boxes, Watanabe walked leisurely along the alley:
"Volunteer... Actually, I'm not the kind of person who likes to contribute..."
“Pursuing your dreams?”
"How about taking out the gift money given at the last church meeting and buying a shogi set?"
"When I was in high school, I wanted to be a professional chess player..."
Just as Watanabe was happily carrying the plastic bag and walking briskly towards the old apartment he rented.
Turning a corner, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
The next second, there was a soft bang.
Watanabe fell to the ground instantly, and the plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground.
Looking at the cultist who was knocked unconscious on the ground, La Fulia looked at the other person's face. That pretty face began to change little by little, and her height also began to increase.
Not long after, another Watanabe appeared in front of the fallen Watanabe, and even his clothes became exactly the same.
"Becoming a professional chess player? A dream? What a weird cult."
La Freya looked at Watanabe in confusion, then picked up a rope and tied Watanabe's hands, then notified Walnut to arrange for someone to take the prisoner away, and then picked up the lunch box on the ground.
Then the next second, La Fulia switched her abilities and instantly jumped to the door of the apartment.
For the "Imitator" class, imitating power does not necessarily require becoming someone else's appearance. After all, imitating abilities is also imitation.
However, by changing into the appearance of another person to perform abilities, a certain ability bonus will be obtained. Whether to change specifically or not is naturally up to the imitator to consider.
Arriving at the door of the apartment, La Fulia, disguised as Watanabe, knocked on the door.
Soon a middle-aged bald man came to open the door and said with a smile:
"Fellow Christian Watanabe is back! Come, let me help carry a bag."
La Fulia nodded, handed over a lunch box, and then followed the bald church member into the room.
"Come on, everyone. The lunch box bought by fellow Christian Watanabe has arrived. Let's eat together!"
When the middle-aged bald man began to distribute lunch boxes, La Fulia glanced at everyone in the room, paused for a moment at the face of the Nine-Headed Bishop, and then whispered:
“Disaster bestowed!!”
The next moment, everyone in the room felt an unbearable pain in their abdomen, and fell to the ground with a wow.
"¨｀——Ah!!!"
"What's going on? My stomach hurts so much!!"
"Is this feeling a kidney stone attack? But my illness has long been cured by blood wine!!"
At this moment, although the Nine-Headed Bishop was holding his stomach in pain, his resistance was obviously much greater than that of other believers. Although he was uncomfortable, he still forced himself to take out a golden feather from his monastic robe.
But as soon as the feather was taken out, there was a low sound of gunfire.
In an instant, the palm of the Nine-Headed Bishop was pierced, and the golden feathers fell onto the tatami.
At this time, La Freya, who was holding a gun, had his eyes flickering, and adjusted his ability to become Kasumigaoka Utaha's hypnosis:
"Everyone has it, go to sleep obediently~"
After he finished speaking, the Nine-Headed Bishop groaned, then tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.
A fellow church member beside him fell asleep faster than him, but because of abdominal pain, his body twitched from time to time.
Seeing the opponent disappear in the blink of an eye, La Fulia took out the intercom and muttered:
"Easier than I thought? Are these people really a cult?"
"But then again, five minutes seems like too much time."
While muttering, La Fulia thought of the number and said:
"I am La Fulia. All targets have been controlled. Requesting reception!"
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Not long after.
