This is a girl in a gauze nightgown, like an exquisite sculpture covering the faint clouds in the haze.
It reminds people of the plump body, soft lines and continuous visual senses of the ancient Athenian goddesses in Western oil paintings, all of which are emotional catalysts that challenge the limits of male hormones.
The bright chestnut hair was spread out to the waist, like silk, with big waves, high nose tip, plump red lips, and blue-green charming eyes, like a fairy walking out of a fairy tale, noble, demonic, full of mysterious interest.
At this moment, this fairy full of mature women's aura was leaning lazily against the door, with a playful and rich girlish look shy.
Dear Chenchen, am I beautiful?Catherine blinked the pair of lightning eyes and looked at Yang Chen with expectation.
Hiss... Looking up, Yang Chen gasped and looked amused and laughed. I knew that no one except you would make such a mess.
Catherine pouted, walked forward, held Yang Chen's arm, and inserted Yang Chen's arm without any hesitation with the two plump breasts on her chest.
I haven't been intimate with you for almost two years, and you are too cruel. Even if I came to Europe this time, if I hadn't come to find you, you wouldn't have come to Wales to find me. Catherine said resentfully, pulling Yang Chen into the room and closing the door.
The lights in the room seemed dim, and some scented candles were lit carefully at some time. The soothing Liszt piano music was like the clear sound of a nightingale, and everything made the night look hazy and ambiguous.
The beautiful woman close to her was so cute that she could pick her. She did not make Yang Chenhou anxious to clean up the delicious food delivered to her door, but walked to the big bed in the room and signaled that Catherine would sit down first.
Catherine refused to let go of Yang Chen's hand a little reluctantly. Finally, Yang Chen had to let the woman stick to it helplessly, and then said: You should also know that there have been many changes between me and me two years ago.
Is it the marriage? I know, I also know that your wife is here too this time. In this hotel, Catherine leaned her head on Yang Chen's shoulder and said with a smile, but I also heard from Jian Jian that you still have many women, right?
She even told you this, there is no way to deal with you mother and daughter... Not only is I married, but my views on women have changed a lot in the past two years, especially in the past year.I have to admit that during the days when I first met you, most women were often tools for me to vent and have little value.But now... whether you or Jane, like Ed, Sauron, Macedonian and others, I treat you as my friend, not the 'toy' that made me happy before...
Yang Chen smiled mockingly and said: So, Catherine, don't do this anymore.You don't need to try your best to please me, we have known each other for almost nine years.Even if you don’t please me as much as before, you are still my friend and you can still get my friendship.
A strange luster appeared in Catherine's charming eyes, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. You have really changed a lot, Chenchen.
Um?Yang Chen felt the change in Catherine's expression and smiled: You look like a woman over thirty years old, not a dazed little girl.
You really hate it. You are so young, you are sarcastic when you are old. Am I really old? Catherine let go of Yang Chen's hands, stood up from the side, turned around in front of Yang Chen's eyes, then leaned down, stared straight at Yang Chen's eyes, and exhaled like an orchid: Chenchen, even if he is a friend, he didn't say he can't go to bed, right?
Yang Chen didn't say anything and moved his eyes to Catherine's chest.
Because of the loose nightgown, Catherine stood in a leaning position and lowered her chest. In the loose collar, a pair of round white seemed a little crowded, and the bottomless gully was like an abyss of tempting crime.
Is it good looking? Catherine asked with a giggle.
Yang Chen nodded and said bluntly: Very beautiful.
Giggle, Catherine couldn't stop smiling. This gesture made the soft flesh on her chest shaking, as if it would fall off at any time, and emitted a charming frankincense from the neckline.
Chenchen, do you know that since my husband died, no man has touched them except you in the past years... Catherine said, and suddenly stepped on Yang Chen's legs, her chest directly pressed against Yang Chen's face, and buried Yang Chen's head between her breasts.
I am only willing to sleep with you, I am only willing to please you, and act spoiled to you, not because I need you to do so much for me, but because this is what I like and I am willing.
Yang Chen's entire face was buried in the elastic and soft meat ball, which was so hot that he could not breathe.
After a while, Yang Chen stroked Catherine's waist with both hands and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
Catherine's body is full of excellent fleshy parts. It seems to have some excess soft flesh, but it just adds to the charm of women of this age.
Yīng, Katherine snorted softly, she could feel the warmth of Yang Chen's hands, which was a little burning.
Yang Chen pulled his face away from the waves, his blood-filled eyes, and looked at the noble queen in front of him, and his voice was a little hoarse: I could control it, but you just wanted to play with fire. Now it seems that you can't sleep tonight.
Catherine's eyes turned into bulging spring water, and her whole seductive body was like a weak willow that helped the wind, surround Yang Chen's body. Her burning red lips gently pursed one of Yang Chen's ears, stretched out her tongue to lick it, and said with a heavy breathing: Do you remember the time we first met? I just want you, treat me as if I was like me at that time...
The soft and charming tone made Yang Chen's brain burst into like a mountain torrent, and countless thoughts burst out...
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City of Salerno, Italy.
This ancient city lies quietly on the southern coast of Italy. Apart from facing the resort of the Mediterranean, the city is as bleak and old as other southern Italian cities.
Work, study, and life day after day, except for the city team competitions, people's enthusiasm is aroused, at other times, it seems that they cannot see the future people want.
Although it is winter, the warmth of the Mediterranean climate still makes the residents here still only need to wear relatively thin clothes and walk past the streets.
This is the weekend, when the Italian, who is a casual Italian, drives his car numbly, watching the rows of traffic lights that have been too old and faded, in the sunlight, occasionally I can't see what color it is.
Perhaps only by the design of some Gothic churches left behind in the Middle Ages, towering spires, fancy glass windows, and various flying arches, can we feel the city's never-severe vitality.
Located near the port, the Church of Nachez Solo is just one of the countless churches in this city, one of the unknown Catholic churches.
Few people remember when the church was built, the granite stele that recorded the history of the church had been buried in the bushes outside the church for many years, and no one remembered to dig it out.
After all, compared with too many classic national treasure churches in Italy, this church is really not very eye-catching.
The most ordinary square design has a spire high in the middle, with a black and gray appearance, as well as some weather-frost-baptized colors, making people unable to tell what color it was.
At noon, the church door was pushed open, and a group of local Italian residents with a peaceful expression walked out of the church, including elderly people, women, young people, and children.
This is Sunday, and the mass of the churchgods is over.
After the people attending the Mass left, the church priest Marino stood at the door with a kind smile on his face and watched everyone walk away. Then he drew a cross on his chest and said something lyrics.
Marino was an orphan. The old priest who adopted him had passed away when he was twenty years old. Since then, Marino has inherited the presidency of this small church. In a blink of an eye, he is now almost fifty years old. Time flies, and his most precious years have been dedicated to God who has never appeared before.
Turning around, Marino closed the church door, and he was the only one in the empty church hall.
The sun shines through the sparse gaps into the church through the flower glass windows, making the mottled walls look particularly bumpy.
The air was filled with a decadent atmosphere. Because of years of disrepair, the dilapidation of the church has eroded from its original inner and outer structures. Many times, Marino felt that the roof of this church would fall down like this day when he was sleeping.
Marino's face, who looked more than fifty years old, showed a little pain. He looked up at the cross of Jesus directly in front of the church, and a little mania and anxiety were emitted in his eyes.
Standing silently for a long time, Marino walked back to the podium in front of the synagogue, where there was a long square table. On the table was a small basket of white flour cakes and half a bottle of leftover wine.
These are all left by the believers who did not eat and drink after Mass, but Marino never wasted, because poverty made him ineligible.
Picking up the basket and wine bottle, Marino walked to the back of the lobby, where he lived and lived. From what he could remember, the old priest had accompanied him for more than a dozen years, and then, more than twenty years he lived alone, until today.
After two turns, Marino did not walk into his room, but went to the only room that had been empty.
When I opened the door, there was only a table and a wooden chair that looked not very solid in the room, except for a single bed covered with white bedding.
At this moment, on the wooden chair, a woman wearing obviously inappropriate clothes and was too wide-spread, holding a girl about ten years old, quietly reading a somewhat ragged Old Testament on the table.
This is a mother and daughter that can be distinguished at a glance, because both women and girls have long beautiful long amber hair and white skin like porcelain. Even if they look at them from the side, their faces are like fairies and the other are like angels.
It is really a masterpiece of God. Marino always thinks this way in his heart. Since half a month ago, the mother and daughter were in trouble outside the church and thought so when they were taken in by themselves.
Hearing the door open, the girl turned her head first. Although the little girl's face was as cute as a Barbie doll, she didn't smile, especially the beautiful sapphire blue eyes, which always showed wise eyes that made people feel illusion... as if everything would be seen through by her.
Good afternoon, priest, the little girl greeted her crisply.
At this time, the woman turned her face. Although she didn't dress up much and her hair was a little messy, she could not hide the woman's graceful and noble temperament at all. However, the woman's expression seemed a little romantic and showed a happy smile. Father Marino Wu An, I am reading the Bible with my baby, and I don't understand many things. Can you tell us?
The little girl glanced at her mother and said, "You should recognize more words first. They are almost thirty and can't even read the Bible. It's clear that I'm reading it for you."
The woman stuck out her tongue playfully, reached out and pinched her daughter's fat face with baby. Baby, how can she say this to her mother in front of the priest? She wants to give her some face to her. Haven't she told you many times?
Let go of your hand, the girl frowned with her slender brows, took away her mother's hand, lowered her voice in a voice that only the woman could hear, and said dissatisfiedly: Look at when you were like a mother? If I hadn't discovered that someone had tracked down our hiding place early, we would have died half a month ago.
The woman pouted in grievance, I know, baby, you are the smartest, mom won’t pinch your face anymore.
Seeing the mother and daughter whispering something, Marino's expression became more and more complicated. He stood at the door for a while before saying: Ms. Catherine, I brought some bread and wine over here. You should be hungry.
The aggrieved expression on Catherine's face was swept away, and she said with a sweet smile: Thank you, Father, I am indeed so hungry. In fact, I wanted to ask the priest what to eat in the morning, but I didn't dare to go out when I saw the priest performing Mass.
It was because I was not thoughtful that I should prepare some food first. Marino spoke English with an Italian accent and walked to Catherine and his daughter with a smile, and put the bread and wine on the table.
Catherine was not polite either. Facing the dry bread, she didn't feel it was not delicious. Instead, she picked up a piece, tore off a small piece, and stuffed it to the girl's mouth. Come on, Ah... Baby opened her mouth.
I'll eat it myself!The girl felt a headache about her mother's feeding herself, so she took the dough and bit it herself.
Catherine grinned and snorted, "I'm so angry, why are other people's children so obedient? Only our family's Jane is so unbearable.
Don't put the blame on me. Others don't have a mother like you. The little girl Jian glanced at her mother and said the key in one sentence.
Watching Marino, who was about to get into a bickering again, Qingqing coughed twice and interrupted their conversation.
Can I ask one thing, Ms. Catherine, Marino said with a serious expression.
Catherine blinked and nodded dullly. Of course, it's OK, Father, please ask, but I'm not very smart. If it's an academic question, it's more useful to ask my daughter Jane.As he said that, he pointed at Jane who was sitting on his leg with a smug look, which made the little girl look depressed again.
Marino narrowed his eyes, reached into the big pocket of the black robe with a strange expression, took out a piece of paper, and put it on the table.
When Katherine and Jane saw the content on the paper, they immediately lost their words. Katherine had a dull expression on her face, while Jane's face became solemn. Such expression appeared on the face of the ten-year-old girl, which looked quite strange.
...Wanted criminals, Catherine, Jane...Reward bonus, 10 million pounds...
Marino selected the most important words on this wanted order, read it out, and said with a cold expression: This is the secret document I obtained from the regional bishop last night. You mother and daughter have been secretly wanted in Europe.Anyone who takes you in may be implicated and die, while those who hand over you will receive a reward of ten million pounds.
The room suddenly became quiet, only Marino's slightly heavy breathing showed his inner uneasiness.
Father, Jane suddenly looked up and said with a deep look: Father, do you want to hand over us?
Facing the little girl, Marino's expression changed unpredictably and said: If I handed over you, I would really get ten million pounds, I would do that without hesitation.But I thought about it all night, since you are wanted in secret, handing over you will also be carried out in secret.Why do people like me who have no support to guarantee that they will give me ten million pounds.
You are smart, Father, if you do that, you will just die earlier than us, Jane sneered, the best situation now is that you pretend you don't know anything, so we are all safe.And one day, my mother and I regained the opportunity to go out, and then you will be our benefactor.
After hearing Jane say this, Marino suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and stomped several times, as if he was crazy.
Such a sudden change made Catherine subconsciously hug Jane, but Jane looked suspicious and was not scared.
why are you laughing?Jane asked.
But Pity's child, although you are very smart, you are really just a child. Marino's face sank, and a bit of suppressed fanaticism emerged in his eyes, saying: You are right, it is indeed a very risky move for me to hand over you.But, do you really think I dare not!?
I'm done!
I'm done!!!
I've had enough of this shabby little chapel!
I've had enough of the dry dough and poor quality wine!
I had enough of the fat pig bishops who took away my church's operating expenses all day long!!
god!?
I have been with the old priest since I was a child, and I have accompanied him with my youth and my most precious time!
I am almost fifty now, but I have never had a decent steak, never traveled abroad, and I have never even felt the body of a woman!
No one knows who I am, no one cares about my name, no one cares whether my church will collapse!Will I die suddenly one day?
I...I...I...I'm for half of my life!?Is it just for the last person to die alone in this ragged and rotten place??!?
What bishop, what the Holy See, what the bastard God!Let them go to hell!!
The hysterical roar shook the entire empty room, leaving Catherine and his daughter completely stunned.
Get out of here!!
Marino suddenly pulled Jane away from Catherine and fell to the ground!
simple!!Catherine suddenly woke up and shouted that she wanted to pick up Jane, but she didn't expect that Marino's arms would be caught tightly on her waist!
Jane was thrown to the ground with a sore body. The cold and hard wooden board made the girl feel like her body was about to break. Seeing that her mother was caught by Marino, she finally understood what Marino was going to do!
Since I have nothing to miss, why am I not being kind to myself? Since God sent a beauty like you to me, how can I bear to refuse? Marino smiled a little out of control, the muscles on his face began to twist, and he swallowed wildly, and began to arch his head towards Catherine's body...
In a panic, Catherine began to push Marino away with her strength, but she was just a woman after all. Even though Marino was over the age of the best physical strength, she was still not something she could resist.
Let go of my mother!Are you crazy?!You are a priest!How can you do this!!!?Jane was finally scared too. The strong girl burst into tears for the first time, threw herself into Marino, grabbed one of Marino's legs, opened her mouth and bit it!
Ah！！
Marino screamed in pain and kicked her legs directly!
Bang!
Jian Xiaoxiao's body was kicked out and hit the back of her head on the table!
simple!!
Catherine screamed, watching her daughter fall into a coma like this!
Marino was too lazy to pay attention to Jane's life and death. In his eyes, only the beautiful woman in front of him was his way to heaven!
Catherine... Don't refuse me anymore, you will be my first woman... I... I will be nice to you, I won't tell others that you are here... I... You just need to listen to me well, I will definitely...
don't want!Father, don't do this!You... let me go...Woo...Why is this happening...
Looking at Marino's hideous expression as if she was possessed, Catherine finally shed tears, her powerlessness and panic that she had never been before, and she cried, feeling like she was trapped in a quagmire and could not get out of it. If possible, she even wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
However, when Catherine thought of her daughter who was already unconscious and unaware of the situation behind her, she realized painfully that she could not die so easily!
She is a mother, she cannot leave her children behind!
Father... I snatched my prey and was punished by God...
Suddenly, a somewhat rough man's voice suddenly came into the room from outside the door.
The man's voice seemed to have the magic that made people cool down. Marino, who was about to bite Catherine's cheek, shuddered all over and stopped all movements.
Catherine, who had almost given up her resistance, looked out the door with tears in her eyes.
This is a young man in a black suit and a white shirt, dressed in a gentlemanly and fashionable manner. Even from his slightly green face, it can be seen that he is still a teenager.
The boy's face is very ordinary, and the pretty yellow man can't see anything special except that his eyes are particularly bright.
However, it was such an ordinary boy who made people feel a sense of vagueness that was indescribable, as if everything they saw was not real.
You...Who are you?Father Marino finally realized something was wrong and turned around in panic and asked.
The boy glanced at the girl unconscious on the ground, then looked at the beautiful white woman who was dressed in disheveled clothes and was covered in rain, and suddenly showed a relaxed smile. Tsk tsk, what a beauty, no wonder, even the Western monk couldn't help but want to eat meat.
Such a frivolous and erotic expression appeared on a young man's face, creating a strong contrast, making Catherine forget to sob for a moment and unable to speak.
You...who are you!!?Father Marino was particularly anxious, and the other party did not take him seriously at all, which made him angry and afraid.
The boy walked into the house and showed a bright smile. ZERO organization, codenamed Thirteen, is the killer who came to kill their mother and daughter.
ZERO?Killer?Thirteen?
A series of strange nouns made Catherine and Father Marino react immediately.
After a long time, Father Marino woke up and said: You...you are the killer!?It was really hard to make him believe that a well-dressed young man was a killer.
Thirteen shrugged, is there any problem?
Marino's face showed a hint of mockery, young man, don't think that a priest can be deceived at will.You must have eavesdropped on our conversation and wanted to save them and make 10 million pounds after venting news, right?Humph, killer... If the killer is like you, I can be a killer too!
Thirteen grabbed the back of his head in distress, why don’t you believe it? Do you have to prove it to you?
What can you prove?The boy who is still not dry, Father Marino laughed a few times, don’t bluff, tell you, even if you find out that I want to violate this woman, no one will see you...
Marino couldn't continue talking, just because the next second, his head was already broken...
Catherine stared at the bloody flowers floating in the air in front of her. Just a second ago, the young man who claimed to be thirteen only stretched out his left hand and slapped Marino's head like lightning, and then the head exploded!
Catherine never thought that killing people could be so straightforward, with no warning at all, and she could do something that even a bullet could not do with her hands.
I never thought that the explosion of a human head would be so beautiful. In addition to the rich smell of blood in the air, the Yin Hong in the air, and... the broken neck gushing out of the blood fountain...
It reminds people of the plump body, soft lines and continuous visual senses of the ancient Athenian goddesses in Western oil paintings, all of which are emotional catalysts that challenge the limits of male hormones.
The bright chestnut hair was spread out to the waist, like silk, with big waves, high nose tip, plump red lips, and blue-green charming eyes, like a fairy walking out of a fairy tale, noble, demonic, full of mysterious interest.
At this moment, this fairy full of mature women's aura was leaning lazily against the door, with a playful and rich girlish look shy.
Dear Chenchen, am I beautiful?Catherine blinked the pair of lightning eyes and looked at Yang Chen with expectation.
Hiss... Looking up, Yang Chen gasped and looked amused and laughed. I knew that no one except you would make such a mess.
Catherine pouted, walked forward, held Yang Chen's arm, and inserted Yang Chen's arm without any hesitation with the two plump breasts on her chest.
I haven't been intimate with you for almost two years, and you are too cruel. Even if I came to Europe this time, if I hadn't come to find you, you wouldn't have come to Wales to find me. Catherine said resentfully, pulling Yang Chen into the room and closing the door.
The lights in the room seemed dim, and some scented candles were lit carefully at some time. The soothing Liszt piano music was like the clear sound of a nightingale, and everything made the night look hazy and ambiguous.
The beautiful woman close to her was so cute that she could pick her. She did not make Yang Chenhou anxious to clean up the delicious food delivered to her door, but walked to the big bed in the room and signaled that Catherine would sit down first.
Catherine refused to let go of Yang Chen's hand a little reluctantly. Finally, Yang Chen had to let the woman stick to it helplessly, and then said: You should also know that there have been many changes between me and me two years ago.
Is it the marriage? I know, I also know that your wife is here too this time. In this hotel, Catherine leaned her head on Yang Chen's shoulder and said with a smile, but I also heard from Jian Jian that you still have many women, right?
She even told you this, there is no way to deal with you mother and daughter... Not only is I married, but my views on women have changed a lot in the past two years, especially in the past year.I have to admit that during the days when I first met you, most women were often tools for me to vent and have little value.But now... whether you or Jane, like Ed, Sauron, Macedonian and others, I treat you as my friend, not the 'toy' that made me happy before...
Yang Chen smiled mockingly and said: So, Catherine, don't do this anymore.You don't need to try your best to please me, we have known each other for almost nine years.Even if you don’t please me as much as before, you are still my friend and you can still get my friendship.
A strange luster appeared in Catherine's charming eyes, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. You have really changed a lot, Chenchen.
Um?Yang Chen felt the change in Catherine's expression and smiled: You look like a woman over thirty years old, not a dazed little girl.
You really hate it. You are so young, you are sarcastic when you are old. Am I really old? Catherine let go of Yang Chen's hands, stood up from the side, turned around in front of Yang Chen's eyes, then leaned down, stared straight at Yang Chen's eyes, and exhaled like an orchid: Chenchen, even if he is a friend, he didn't say he can't go to bed, right?
Yang Chen didn't say anything and moved his eyes to Catherine's chest.
Because of the loose nightgown, Catherine stood in a leaning position and lowered her chest. In the loose collar, a pair of round white seemed a little crowded, and the bottomless gully was like an abyss of tempting crime.
Is it good looking? Catherine asked with a giggle.
Yang Chen nodded and said bluntly: Very beautiful.
Giggle, Catherine couldn't stop smiling. This gesture made the soft flesh on her chest shaking, as if it would fall off at any time, and emitted a charming frankincense from the neckline.
Chenchen, do you know that since my husband died, no man has touched them except you in the past years... Catherine said, and suddenly stepped on Yang Chen's legs, her chest directly pressed against Yang Chen's face, and buried Yang Chen's head between her breasts.
I am only willing to sleep with you, I am only willing to please you, and act spoiled to you, not because I need you to do so much for me, but because this is what I like and I am willing.
Yang Chen's entire face was buried in the elastic and soft meat ball, which was so hot that he could not breathe.
After a while, Yang Chen stroked Catherine's waist with both hands and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
Catherine's body is full of excellent fleshy parts. It seems to have some excess soft flesh, but it just adds to the charm of women of this age.
Yīng, Katherine snorted softly, she could feel the warmth of Yang Chen's hands, which was a little burning.
Yang Chen pulled his face away from the waves, his blood-filled eyes, and looked at the noble queen in front of him, and his voice was a little hoarse: I could control it, but you just wanted to play with fire. Now it seems that you can't sleep tonight.
Catherine's eyes turned into bulging spring water, and her whole seductive body was like a weak willow that helped the wind, surround Yang Chen's body. Her burning red lips gently pursed one of Yang Chen's ears, stretched out her tongue to lick it, and said with a heavy breathing: Do you remember the time we first met? I just want you, treat me as if I was like me at that time...
The soft and charming tone made Yang Chen's brain burst into like a mountain torrent, and countless thoughts burst out...
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City of Salerno, Italy.
This ancient city lies quietly on the southern coast of Italy. Apart from facing the resort of the Mediterranean, the city is as bleak and old as other southern Italian cities.
Work, study, and life day after day, except for the city team competitions, people's enthusiasm is aroused, at other times, it seems that they cannot see the future people want.
Although it is winter, the warmth of the Mediterranean climate still makes the residents here still only need to wear relatively thin clothes and walk past the streets.
This is the weekend, when the Italian, who is a casual Italian, drives his car numbly, watching the rows of traffic lights that have been too old and faded, in the sunlight, occasionally I can't see what color it is.
Perhaps only by the design of some Gothic churches left behind in the Middle Ages, towering spires, fancy glass windows, and various flying arches, can we feel the city's never-severe vitality.
Located near the port, the Church of Nachez Solo is just one of the countless churches in this city, one of the unknown Catholic churches.
Few people remember when the church was built, the granite stele that recorded the history of the church had been buried in the bushes outside the church for many years, and no one remembered to dig it out.
After all, compared with too many classic national treasure churches in Italy, this church is really not very eye-catching.
The most ordinary square design has a spire high in the middle, with a black and gray appearance, as well as some weather-frost-baptized colors, making people unable to tell what color it was.
At noon, the church door was pushed open, and a group of local Italian residents with a peaceful expression walked out of the church, including elderly people, women, young people, and children.
This is Sunday, and the mass of the churchgods is over.
After the people attending the Mass left, the church priest Marino stood at the door with a kind smile on his face and watched everyone walk away. Then he drew a cross on his chest and said something lyrics.
Marino was an orphan. The old priest who adopted him had passed away when he was twenty years old. Since then, Marino has inherited the presidency of this small church. In a blink of an eye, he is now almost fifty years old. Time flies, and his most precious years have been dedicated to God who has never appeared before.
Turning around, Marino closed the church door, and he was the only one in the empty church hall.
The sun shines through the sparse gaps into the church through the flower glass windows, making the mottled walls look particularly bumpy.
The air was filled with a decadent atmosphere. Because of years of disrepair, the dilapidation of the church has eroded from its original inner and outer structures. Many times, Marino felt that the roof of this church would fall down like this day when he was sleeping.
Marino's face, who looked more than fifty years old, showed a little pain. He looked up at the cross of Jesus directly in front of the church, and a little mania and anxiety were emitted in his eyes.
Standing silently for a long time, Marino walked back to the podium in front of the synagogue, where there was a long square table. On the table was a small basket of white flour cakes and half a bottle of leftover wine.
These are all left by the believers who did not eat and drink after Mass, but Marino never wasted, because poverty made him ineligible.
Picking up the basket and wine bottle, Marino walked to the back of the lobby, where he lived and lived. From what he could remember, the old priest had accompanied him for more than a dozen years, and then, more than twenty years he lived alone, until today.
After two turns, Marino did not walk into his room, but went to the only room that had been empty.
When I opened the door, there was only a table and a wooden chair that looked not very solid in the room, except for a single bed covered with white bedding.
At this moment, on the wooden chair, a woman wearing obviously inappropriate clothes and was too wide-spread, holding a girl about ten years old, quietly reading a somewhat ragged Old Testament on the table.
This is a mother and daughter that can be distinguished at a glance, because both women and girls have long beautiful long amber hair and white skin like porcelain. Even if they look at them from the side, their faces are like fairies and the other are like angels.
It is really a masterpiece of God. Marino always thinks this way in his heart. Since half a month ago, the mother and daughter were in trouble outside the church and thought so when they were taken in by themselves.
Hearing the door open, the girl turned her head first. Although the little girl's face was as cute as a Barbie doll, she didn't smile, especially the beautiful sapphire blue eyes, which always showed wise eyes that made people feel illusion... as if everything would be seen through by her.
Good afternoon, priest, the little girl greeted her crisply.
At this time, the woman turned her face. Although she didn't dress up much and her hair was a little messy, she could not hide the woman's graceful and noble temperament at all. However, the woman's expression seemed a little romantic and showed a happy smile. Father Marino Wu An, I am reading the Bible with my baby, and I don't understand many things. Can you tell us?
The little girl glanced at her mother and said, "You should recognize more words first. They are almost thirty and can't even read the Bible. It's clear that I'm reading it for you."
The woman stuck out her tongue playfully, reached out and pinched her daughter's fat face with baby. Baby, how can she say this to her mother in front of the priest? She wants to give her some face to her. Haven't she told you many times?
Let go of your hand, the girl frowned with her slender brows, took away her mother's hand, lowered her voice in a voice that only the woman could hear, and said dissatisfiedly: Look at when you were like a mother? If I hadn't discovered that someone had tracked down our hiding place early, we would have died half a month ago.
The woman pouted in grievance, I know, baby, you are the smartest, mom won’t pinch your face anymore.
Seeing the mother and daughter whispering something, Marino's expression became more and more complicated. He stood at the door for a while before saying: Ms. Catherine, I brought some bread and wine over here. You should be hungry.
The aggrieved expression on Catherine's face was swept away, and she said with a sweet smile: Thank you, Father, I am indeed so hungry. In fact, I wanted to ask the priest what to eat in the morning, but I didn't dare to go out when I saw the priest performing Mass.
It was because I was not thoughtful that I should prepare some food first. Marino spoke English with an Italian accent and walked to Catherine and his daughter with a smile, and put the bread and wine on the table.
Catherine was not polite either. Facing the dry bread, she didn't feel it was not delicious. Instead, she picked up a piece, tore off a small piece, and stuffed it to the girl's mouth. Come on, Ah... Baby opened her mouth.
I'll eat it myself!The girl felt a headache about her mother's feeding herself, so she took the dough and bit it herself.
Catherine grinned and snorted, "I'm so angry, why are other people's children so obedient? Only our family's Jane is so unbearable.
Don't put the blame on me. Others don't have a mother like you. The little girl Jian glanced at her mother and said the key in one sentence.
Watching Marino, who was about to get into a bickering again, Qingqing coughed twice and interrupted their conversation.
Can I ask one thing, Ms. Catherine, Marino said with a serious expression.
Catherine blinked and nodded dullly. Of course, it's OK, Father, please ask, but I'm not very smart. If it's an academic question, it's more useful to ask my daughter Jane.As he said that, he pointed at Jane who was sitting on his leg with a smug look, which made the little girl look depressed again.
Marino narrowed his eyes, reached into the big pocket of the black robe with a strange expression, took out a piece of paper, and put it on the table.
When Katherine and Jane saw the content on the paper, they immediately lost their words. Katherine had a dull expression on her face, while Jane's face became solemn. Such expression appeared on the face of the ten-year-old girl, which looked quite strange.
...Wanted criminals, Catherine, Jane...Reward bonus, 10 million pounds...
Marino selected the most important words on this wanted order, read it out, and said with a cold expression: This is the secret document I obtained from the regional bishop last night. You mother and daughter have been secretly wanted in Europe.Anyone who takes you in may be implicated and die, while those who hand over you will receive a reward of ten million pounds.
The room suddenly became quiet, only Marino's slightly heavy breathing showed his inner uneasiness.
Father, Jane suddenly looked up and said with a deep look: Father, do you want to hand over us?
Facing the little girl, Marino's expression changed unpredictably and said: If I handed over you, I would really get ten million pounds, I would do that without hesitation.But I thought about it all night, since you are wanted in secret, handing over you will also be carried out in secret.Why do people like me who have no support to guarantee that they will give me ten million pounds.
You are smart, Father, if you do that, you will just die earlier than us, Jane sneered, the best situation now is that you pretend you don't know anything, so we are all safe.And one day, my mother and I regained the opportunity to go out, and then you will be our benefactor.
After hearing Jane say this, Marino suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and stomped several times, as if he was crazy.
Such a sudden change made Catherine subconsciously hug Jane, but Jane looked suspicious and was not scared.
why are you laughing?Jane asked.
But Pity's child, although you are very smart, you are really just a child. Marino's face sank, and a bit of suppressed fanaticism emerged in his eyes, saying: You are right, it is indeed a very risky move for me to hand over you.But, do you really think I dare not!?
I'm done!
I'm done!!!
I've had enough of this shabby little chapel!
I've had enough of the dry dough and poor quality wine!
I had enough of the fat pig bishops who took away my church's operating expenses all day long!!
god!?
I have been with the old priest since I was a child, and I have accompanied him with my youth and my most precious time!
I am almost fifty now, but I have never had a decent steak, never traveled abroad, and I have never even felt the body of a woman!
No one knows who I am, no one cares about my name, no one cares whether my church will collapse!Will I die suddenly one day?
I...I...I...I'm for half of my life!?Is it just for the last person to die alone in this ragged and rotten place??!?
What bishop, what the Holy See, what the bastard God!Let them go to hell!!
The hysterical roar shook the entire empty room, leaving Catherine and his daughter completely stunned.
Get out of here!!
Marino suddenly pulled Jane away from Catherine and fell to the ground!
simple!!Catherine suddenly woke up and shouted that she wanted to pick up Jane, but she didn't expect that Marino's arms would be caught tightly on her waist!
Jane was thrown to the ground with a sore body. The cold and hard wooden board made the girl feel like her body was about to break. Seeing that her mother was caught by Marino, she finally understood what Marino was going to do!
Since I have nothing to miss, why am I not being kind to myself? Since God sent a beauty like you to me, how can I bear to refuse? Marino smiled a little out of control, the muscles on his face began to twist, and he swallowed wildly, and began to arch his head towards Catherine's body...
In a panic, Catherine began to push Marino away with her strength, but she was just a woman after all. Even though Marino was over the age of the best physical strength, she was still not something she could resist.
Let go of my mother!Are you crazy?!You are a priest!How can you do this!!!?Jane was finally scared too. The strong girl burst into tears for the first time, threw herself into Marino, grabbed one of Marino's legs, opened her mouth and bit it!
Ah！！
Marino screamed in pain and kicked her legs directly!
Bang!
Jian Xiaoxiao's body was kicked out and hit the back of her head on the table!
simple!!
Catherine screamed, watching her daughter fall into a coma like this!
Marino was too lazy to pay attention to Jane's life and death. In his eyes, only the beautiful woman in front of him was his way to heaven!
Catherine... Don't refuse me anymore, you will be my first woman... I... I will be nice to you, I won't tell others that you are here... I... You just need to listen to me well, I will definitely...
don't want!Father, don't do this!You... let me go...Woo...Why is this happening...
Looking at Marino's hideous expression as if she was possessed, Catherine finally shed tears, her powerlessness and panic that she had never been before, and she cried, feeling like she was trapped in a quagmire and could not get out of it. If possible, she even wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
However, when Catherine thought of her daughter who was already unconscious and unaware of the situation behind her, she realized painfully that she could not die so easily!
She is a mother, she cannot leave her children behind!
Father... I snatched my prey and was punished by God...
Suddenly, a somewhat rough man's voice suddenly came into the room from outside the door.
The man's voice seemed to have the magic that made people cool down. Marino, who was about to bite Catherine's cheek, shuddered all over and stopped all movements.
Catherine, who had almost given up her resistance, looked out the door with tears in her eyes.
This is a young man in a black suit and a white shirt, dressed in a gentlemanly and fashionable manner. Even from his slightly green face, it can be seen that he is still a teenager.
The boy's face is very ordinary, and the pretty yellow man can't see anything special except that his eyes are particularly bright.
However, it was such an ordinary boy who made people feel a sense of vagueness that was indescribable, as if everything they saw was not real.
You...Who are you?Father Marino finally realized something was wrong and turned around in panic and asked.
The boy glanced at the girl unconscious on the ground, then looked at the beautiful white woman who was dressed in disheveled clothes and was covered in rain, and suddenly showed a relaxed smile. Tsk tsk, what a beauty, no wonder, even the Western monk couldn't help but want to eat meat.
Such a frivolous and erotic expression appeared on a young man's face, creating a strong contrast, making Catherine forget to sob for a moment and unable to speak.
You...who are you!!?Father Marino was particularly anxious, and the other party did not take him seriously at all, which made him angry and afraid.
The boy walked into the house and showed a bright smile. ZERO organization, codenamed Thirteen, is the killer who came to kill their mother and daughter.
ZERO?Killer?Thirteen?
A series of strange nouns made Catherine and Father Marino react immediately.
After a long time, Father Marino woke up and said: You...you are the killer!?It was really hard to make him believe that a well-dressed young man was a killer.
Thirteen shrugged, is there any problem?
Marino's face showed a hint of mockery, young man, don't think that a priest can be deceived at will.You must have eavesdropped on our conversation and wanted to save them and make 10 million pounds after venting news, right?Humph, killer... If the killer is like you, I can be a killer too!
Thirteen grabbed the back of his head in distress, why don’t you believe it? Do you have to prove it to you?
What can you prove?The boy who is still not dry, Father Marino laughed a few times, don’t bluff, tell you, even if you find out that I want to violate this woman, no one will see you...
Marino couldn't continue talking, just because the next second, his head was already broken...
Catherine stared at the bloody flowers floating in the air in front of her. Just a second ago, the young man who claimed to be thirteen only stretched out his left hand and slapped Marino's head like lightning, and then the head exploded!
Catherine never thought that killing people could be so straightforward, with no warning at all, and she could do something that even a bullet could not do with her hands.
I never thought that the explosion of a human head would be so beautiful. In addition to the rich smell of blood in the air, the Yin Hong in the air, and... the broken neck gushing out of the blood fountain...
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