the end of the heavens

In the bathroom, Kate sat on the toilet to solve personal problems. The police officer opened the curtain, because it was inconvenient to enter, so they could only check outside the door.

With eagle eyes that were as sharp as a knife and seemed to be able to see through people's clothes, he looked up and down carefully several times to make sure that there was no one hiding in the toilet, and then he closed the curtain with satisfaction.

The analysis shows that this police officer was serious and responsible during his mission, worthy of the US imperial police badge on his chest.

The RV was released and passed through the checkpoint smoothly. The Mexican border is very magical. It is very difficult to enter the territory of the US Empire, but it is easy to go out from the US Empire. As long as you are not a wanted criminal and the car is clean, you will generally be allowed to pass.

Entering Mexico meant getting rid of the hunt completely, and the brothers were so happy that Seth promised that he would keep his word and let the Jacobs go as long as he waited for a connector.

The meeting point is a bar that caters exclusively to truck drivers. The name is very yellow, and it's called Brain Shaking Bar!

In the middle of the night, the RV was parked in the parking lot of the bar. Russell looked at this extremely retro bar with flickering lights, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

The smell of blood is very strong!

458 Chapter Zi once said

The smell of blood in the bar is very strong, not referring to the smell of blood that can be smelled by the nose, but from Russell's perception. His sixth sense told him that many people died here.

The blue light in his eyes flickered, the scenery changed drastically, and a cloud of blood-colored mist swirled around the bar, and the chilly chill lingered.

Russell closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to normal. He adjusted his tightly buttoned collar, and quickly followed the Jacobs family.

"Hey, handsome men and hunks who come and go, all the girls in the bar are half price tonight, the price is fair, what are you still hesitating about, you will be picked away when you are late."

"Whether it's white girls, black girls, or Latin American girls, hot ones, glamorous ones, juicy ones, hairy ones, biting ones, and ones bigger than you, we have everything here, choose one out of a hundred!"

In the parking lot, you can see the sturdy waiter from a distance, standing at the gate of the bar soliciting customers, ugly is ugly, but he is really good at eloquence, and he speaks fast and loudly, which makes the truck drivers and motorbikes aroused. interest.

"Hey, look at these guests..."

The waiter looked at Jacob's family, smiled wretchedly, and when he saw Brother Seth, his face immediately turned cold: "Guys, this place only serves truck drivers who smell like motor oil, it's not the place for you to come."

Speaking of this, the waiter saw Russell in the shape of a priest and the shining cross on his chest, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Bang!

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Seth knocked the waiter to the ground with a fist, rubbed his hands and pushed open the door of the bar, and said boldly: "Guys, we should part ways tomorrow. It's a pleasure getting along with you. I'll pay the bill tonight. Let yourself be indulged!"

Jacob held the shoulders of his children and walked into the chaotic bar silently, praying that there would be no accidents tonight.

Richard stepped up the steps of the bar, turned around suddenly, punched and kicked the waiter who got up, and laughed with a nervous smile.

Russell looked down at the waiter on the ground, with a slight hook of the corner of his mouth, he raised his foot and stepped over him.

……

In the bar, the band played vigorous rock and roll, tobacco mixed with alcohol rushed towards the face, the hall was full of red-eyed strong men, cursing and fighting could be seen everywhere.

The chaos is a bit chaotic, but the reception at the door is right, there are really a lot of girls here.

The four walls and the ceiling of the bar are made of large bricks and stones. Although the floor is covered with wooden floors, it is empty when you step on it. It can be seen that there is also a layer of floor tiles underneath.

Girls dancing without clothes, or standing on the dining table, or standing on the viewing platform on the second floor, twisting their enchanting postures in response to the music.

Brother Seth, a social person, saw the sense of society in the bar, fell in love with it immediately, and walked towards the bar with a smile.

Jacob shook his head secretly, watching the dancers swaying on the dance floor without blinking, and criticized in his heart.However, seeing his fat son's smile gradually rippling, he immediately snorted coldly and covered his eyes.

He is also a priest, although Russell's eyes are wide open without blinking, but his awareness is much higher than Jacob's. His eyes are clear, he doesn't see the white yellow, he only sees the loss of morality and humanity distortion.

Seeing the naked dancing girl shivering on the stage, forced to laugh and dance with the music, Russell was extremely indignant: "I can't even afford clothes, but I still insist on working the night shift. This place really needs the glory of the Lord. It seems that only I can save them."

Ahead, Jacob staggered, and changed from praying for a safe night to sending Russell to hell.

At the bar, Brother Seth got into trouble again. Like the waiters at the door, the bartender refused to serve them and told them to get out.

The bartender had a sultry face and a gangster look. He also had a machete pinned to his waist, making him look very difficult to mess with.

Seth was irritated by the bartender's tough tone, and the two had a quarrel. Seeing that a fight was about to happen, good old Jacob intervened between them.

"Guys, there's no need to get excited, it's just a misunderstanding!" Jacob revealed his second-level driver's license and handed it to the bartender: "You said that this place only caters for locomotives and truck drivers, and I am the truck driver. My RV is parked outside and they are my friends..."

The bartender sneered twice, returned the driver's license to Jacob, and looked at Brother Seth as if he looked at a dead person: "Welcome, I hope you have a good time."

Just when everything was calm, Russell's appearance made the bartender's face change suddenly, and he said with a livid face: "We don't entertain clergy here, you...leave immediately!"

"why?"

"Because I'm a ****!"

"Dude, what age is this..."

Russell said, leaning against the bar, silently stretched out the hand under the robe.

"Ahh——"

The dancer next to Russell screamed, turned around suddenly, and was about to reprimand something, but was amused by Franklin, who was held between Russell's fingers, picked up the knife and winked, as if nothing had happened.

The bartender looked at Russell with a black line on his face: "Are you really a priest?"

Russell shook his priest's black robe, and stretched his finger on the cross: "From head to toe, no matter how you look at it, I am a real priest."

The bartender took a step back silently, keeping a certain distance from the cross, and waved his big hand to ignore Russell.

Seth ordered two bottles of whiskey, walked to a dining table, put the pistol in his waist on the table, and instantly vacated a few seats.

"Russell, even if you are a fake priest, please respect the clothes on your body. You just discredited the priests." Jacob said angrily.

"It doesn't matter, Zi once said, no, the Lord once said, you can either enjoy power or enjoy pleasure, you can't have both...so I chose the latter."

"..."

Jacob didn't speak, he poured a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, obviously very angry.

"Well, I'm actually saving that girl. You see, she's so poor that she can't even afford clothes...Jacob, where are you going?"

Jacob silently changed a seat far away from Russell, and changed to chubby Scott sitting next to Russell. He said with admiration, "Russell, can you lend me a Franklin?"

"why?"

"I also think they have no clothes to wear, it's very pitiful!"

"Young man, your acting is too fake, I don't see any pity in your eyes."

Having said that, Russell lightly hooked Scott's shoulder: "Stinky boy, for the sake of your ethnicity, tell me secretly who is that poor girl in your eyes."

Scott smiled shyly and pointed to the side. Russell looked along and curled his lips.