??On the way to the Shennong Church, Duan Minghui saw many "interesting" phenomena: for example, the black female policeman who carried a gun in the middle of the street was obviously not a human. Of course, she was facing human beings' **, but her soul was not the three souls and seven spirits of ordinary people, but an energy group similar to the undead.

"**off black stinky bitch!" said a strong white man who was posted with a ticket for illegal parking.

"Please keep your stinky mouth, or I'll add another one to you to try to attack the police officer on duty!" The black female policeman placed her right hand on a huge revolver that was obviously pinned on her waist.

The strong white man muttered in a low voice, but he didn't have the courage to continue provoking, got into the car and drove away in shame.

"Trump!" The black female policewoman with thick lips spat thick phlegm in the direction of the car. When she turned around, she happened to see a little boy looking at her in surprise.

"Go and look for your mother, little devil!" said the black female policewoman "viciously", and the little boy ran away with a crying voice.

"Interesting." Duan Minghui, who stood from this street from afar, saw everything in his eyes, said to himself.

"Ah, I finally found a policeman! Hey, officer, I was snatched from the alley in front of me just now. Please help me!" A young man with a bruised nose and swollen face stumbled to the black policewoman and shouted for help.

"Sorry, the time is up. I'm off work. You can find another policeman." The black policewoman raised his wrist and looked at his watch. After speaking coldly, he turned around and left.

"Hey, police officer, you can't do this! I want to complain to you!" the young man shouted at her back with some collapse.

Hearing him say this, the black policewoman turned around and walked over, and then grabbed his arm with hope and gratitude, skillfully and neatly twisted it behind him at an awkward angle.

"Ah-what are you doing, stinky bitch!" the young man shouted.

"Don't think I don't know what you trash do in the middle of the night when you go to the unmanned alley! I can smell the scent of drugs left in your pocket from far away from you! Aren't you going to complain to me? Do you want me to drive you to the bureau for a drug residue test? I dare to guarantee that those smart bald guys in the laboratory can easily detect how much poison you have sucked from your blood!" The black female policewoman lifted the young man's arm and said viciously in her ear.

"No need, no need, no need, I won't complain, I won't call the police. Please let me go, officer, I'm the first offender-" the young man begged in pain moans.

"Get out of your first offense! I don't believe you at all! But I asked a friend to have a midnight snack, so now you'd better get out of it as far as you can! Do you understand?" The black policewoman let go of the hand that controlled his arm and pushed the hand hard on his back. The young man staggered and almost fell.

"I understand, I understand-" The young man didn't dare to turn his head back, and stumbled into the darkness and disappeared.

"Damn white-skinned garbage!" The female black policeman spat again, then seemed to realize that someone was peeping, and turned around and looked across the street. There was no one on the street near midnight.

"Maybe it was a passing guy. After the accident at the Gate of Hell, more and more unrelated guys have come to Los Angeles. Forget it, it's not my business." She muttered quietly, turned around and walked towards the police car parked outside the three intersections.

"This world seems to be much more interesting than I thought." Duan Minghui said to himself, and took a step forward and continued to walk towards the church location.

He thought that in the middle of the night, there would be no one in his remote church, but to his surprise, there were still many people inside and outside the church. Moreover, everyone who entered was carrying gasoline, dishwashing liquid and other ignition and ignition and aiding items. The people who came out were empty-handed, hid under a row of holly trees, waiting for their companions to complete the work with anticipation.

"Hey, I'm almost busy, I'm really looking forward to it." Duan Minghui transformed into a night-walking black suit on his body, and walked behind the last person under the holly tree, and said familiarly.

"Yes, I really look forward to seeing the fierce fire of Heavenly Father burn the pagan church!" The man he was urging with was furious fire and whispered.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you so eye-catching?" The man turned his head and took advantage of the ignition of the fire to see the questioner's face clearly, and said in surprise.

His scream instantly attracted the attention of others, and everyone turned their eyes over.

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Duan Minghui no longer disguised himself. He lifted up the black hood on his head and walked to the quickly ignited church door. Everyone's eyes were focused, and they smiled at everyone, and said, "Why do you burn my church?"

"Are you a pagan of Shennong Cult?" Everyone understood in an instant. Some timids were afraid of being accused of being accused of fire by the victims, so they wanted to escape. But more people saw Duan Minghui alone and became brave, and wanted to criticize him in person so that this "holy war" would be more perfect.

"Yes. I am from Shennong. You haven't answered me yet, why did you burn my church?" Duan Minghui didn't seem to realize that he was facing more than a dozen fanatical religious pagans who had just set fire, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Because our Lord is the only true god in this world, and your god is an evil god and a false god, so he should be defeated and destroyed!" Someone said so.

"The Lord is the greatest, omnipotent, and only God in this world! A hateful polytheist cult, get out of the land of America!" Someone said this.

"You say that your God is the only true god in this world, and the other gods are false gods and evil gods. How can you prove this? As the second leader of Shennong Cult, I am standing here now. Why don't you call your boss and God out to show off?" Duan Minghui said with a smile.

"You said you are the second god of Shennong Buddhism? Then what kind of magical power do you have? Just watching your church be burned by the fire? If you can stop the fire now and restore everything to its original state, we will admit that you are also the same god as God!" The leader laughed in this way. Because of the addition of gasoline and other combustion aids, the fire in the church was already surging and irreversible. That's why he was so confident and fearless.

"You are their heads, can you represent them?" Duan Minghui asked him confidently. His confident aura made the leader feel a little guilty. But when he thought of his God, he felt confident again.

"My God cannot watch his authority be defiled by a strange god like you! Even if you really have the power to extinguish fire, he will use his best to stop you! Well, I've beaten this bet! If you can really destroy the fire in this church now and restore everything to its previous appearance, we will give up God and join you Shennong Church instead!" The leader said solemnly.

"Hehe, this is simple-" Duan Minghui snapped his fingers casually. Then the fire that soared into the sky in the church behind him began to quickly become smaller, extinguished, and finally disappeared completely. This scene was like a videotape was played backwards!

How is this possible???!!!

This is the common voice of everyone.
Chapter completed!