Thanks to someone outside the world for dying, the lonely soul night shadow, and the reward from my brother since 03......

"It's yours, it's yours. Take it all and remember that these are gifts from the gods......" shouted the gangsters wielding submachine guns.

Groups of civilians lined up in an orderly manner and walked past Old Jack. Each person took a few large loaves of bread.

It seems that the people here have become commonplace, and no one is surprised that these tattooed, fierce-faced gangsters are doing such charitable work.

Here, in fact, these people are akin to the ruling government. The difference was that Old Jack was always merciful, and would buy bread and distribute it to his people.

Of course, only the Catholics have. But it's not a big problem, in Old Jack's territory, except for the dead, everyone is a cultist.

They prayed at least three times a day, standing beneath the word "heaven" in the oracle bone inscription, and professing their loyalty to the gods. In fact, even after receiving the food, many people were already muttering thanks to the gods for their gifts.

A whole bunch of photojournalists were filming these in the neighborhood. It was broadcast by satellite and even turned this scene into a signal that appeared on all the television in the world - if you were watching it......

In the past, it was a very dangerous thing for these journalists to come here. Even the local police would advise them not to come to this place, it was too dangerous to protect their safety.

But this time it was different, it was Old Jack who invited them. Now that old Jack has spoken. Here, no one dares to hurt them. They can photograph something they are interested in.

In addition to these journalists, there are many local politicians and parliamentarians. These people now represent several huge votes. It can even be said to be significant. Even these people now have to slap in with these people who they don't even bother to look at in front of their eyes.

And now they had to come with a little flattering but reserved smile.

"Although our lord has left us for the time being, he has returned to the divine realm. But his brilliance still shines on us all the time!"

Dangerchili shyly shyly touched his increasingly large belly, stretched out fingers almost the thickness of a carrot, radiant, and talked eloquently to the camera.

After the last miracle in front of almost all the people of the world. The development of the church has become more and more unbridled, and many believers have spontaneously appeared in many parts of the world.

This made Dan Geqili unable to sit still. In the past, he was the one who had achieved the greatest results of his mission. It was he who took the right plan to preach among the slums of South America. And it was a great success.

However, he doesn't think his success is well known, and even thinks that Tom's success is much smaller than his own.

Therefore, he believes that it is necessary for him to strengthen his propaganda. That's why we have this kind of thing today.

He even seemed high-spirited, talking eloquently in front of those cameras. A team of heavily armed policemen walked up with straight faces. There was also a loud noise in the sky. It was a huge roar from a helicopter.

This kind of posture in front of you doesn't seem like a good thing no matter how you look at it. Even a lot of the shots were shifted to the past, which made the high-spirited Dan Geqili a little annoyed.

However, at this time, Old Jack said with a gloomy face: "Saint, it seems that the situation is not very good!

Dan Geqili was stunned for a moment, looked carefully, and sure enough, he found that there seemed to be a huge movement under the mountain, and it seemed that even the tanks had been dispatched. Look at the helicopter in the sky. For a while, there was a feeling of heaven and earth.

"What do you want to do, these damn guys?" said Dangchili, gritting his teeth. A strong bad feeling arose in his heart.

The group of policemen, who were heavily armed and even armed with blast shields, came over with a big grin. Directly showed an arrest warrant to Old Jack, and said expressionlessly: "You have to come with us now, Old Jack." We suspect you have something to do with several homicides and drug trafficking!"

The flash of the "click-......" camera kept on and on, and it was aimed at Old Jack for a burst of hard shots.

"And you, Mr. Danguchili. We suspect that you are involved in arms smuggling, murderers, drug trafficking, and assault. Please come back with us, this is an agent sent by Interpol......"

Old Jack and Dan Gechili glanced at each other, and both had a tricky feeling. I didn't expect anyone to come to attack at this time today!

What a shot in the foot!

On an ordinary day, these policemen rushed up the mountain, and they were looking for death. It will fall into the vast sea of people's war until it is submerged. Even Old Jack was able to give them a taste of bazookas.

However, today, in front of so many media, if such a scene really occurs, it will be extremely bad.

One can imagine the impact on their churches if they were to put on a show of fighting the police in front of the whole world and be defined as a terrorist organization.

Now they couldn't even resist, which made Dangchili feel terrible, and he felt like he had fallen into a trap.

However, Old Jack laughed: "It's all slander, **naked slander." I know that you filthy politicians can't see us slum people living a good life. ”

"They don't want to come up with money to build the infrastructure for us. I don't want to spend money to improve our living environment, I don't want to help us widen roads and underground waterways. Don't want to help us build a school......"

"They'd rather take all the money and embezzle it, or try to curry favor with the rich. The icing on the cake for their villa area is not to be soiled by the rich people's dogs......"

"I know, that's what you're for. For this reason you will do whatever it takes to make us forever poor, never able to learn, and forever living in this slum......"

"I will not let you succeed, you are afraid of our gods. I am afraid that under the guidance of the gods, we will live a good life and live with dignity. Sue you, I have seen through you a long time ago. I'm going to fight you to the end!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand: "Come on, you dogs, these rich people's accomplices. I won't be afraid of your ......."

In an instant, the faces of these policemen became very exciting. Obviously they are righteous, but under the attack of Old Jack, they become unbearable.

"Click, ......" A photographic sound sounded, and the camera also turned the scene.

Soon, however, the journalists were called. They stopped their cameras and camcorders, and even unplugged their memory cards.

They received orders from newspapers, magazines, and television stations not to report on what was going on here. Or there are selective coverages. They will cooperate with the police to destroy this cult den.

Many journalists looked at the past with pity, and now they know it clearly. These people must have offended great figures, or forces. The forces behind these are going to stop them!

Some quick-witted reporters began to think about those who had the ability and the need to mobilize such a powerful force against these people.

Or religiously, this new sect has risen too quickly......

Or at the political level, it seems that this sect is inextricably linked to the evil empire in the East...... Or all kinds of possibilities, all together behind the scenes......

No one dares to think any further, just as no one wants to be caught in this unfathomable maelstrom.

I can only blame them for their bad fate, and they have fallen into such a disadvantageous situation by provoking an enemy who cannot be provoked......

Even in the Western world, the so-called justice and freedom are nothing more than the grass under the nose of the donkey, the thing that tempts the donkey to grind.

It is said that when the ancients were grinding, they would tie the donkey, blindfold it, and hang a handful of hay under its nose.

The donkeys had to keep walking in order to get fodder, and the results are clear. The donkey will never be able to eat the fodder, and what he calls going forward is only going in circles.

Of course, occasionally the owner will also give the donkey a little nutrition, for fear that the donkey will die of exhaustion......

It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. The fish only gather together when they are dying of thirst in a great drought and spit foam into each other to moisten each other.

It's as if almost every movie promotes true love, but almost no one in this world has ever seen such a legendary thing.

Westerners, who have certain slogans on their lips every day, seem to attach the most importance to these things. But in fact, in the bones, these are exactly what is missing.

For example, now, when the need arises, the media should honestly shut their mouths!

Veteran journalists are well aware of this. Those stunned youths have either been smoothed out like their counterparts on the other side of the world, or have been eliminated by society.

It was at this time that the people of the slums became excited: "Can't let them take Old Jack ......"

"Fight with these lackeys ......"

"These lackeys are jealous that we are going to live a good life......"

One after another, the invincing soon became like the waves in the sea, and it became louder and louder. It was not good for the policemen, as well as the well-informed journalists.

This is likely to turn into a riot, and although the police have prepared for the worst, when what happens in front of them, it still makes these people change their faces.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered here, and it seems that Old Jack's influence is really huge. It really made the crowd surge, enough for these unarmed people to tear Tom's guys armed to the teeth to shreds with their bare hands. (To be continued......)