the end of the heavens

After the RV left, four loud explosions exploded in succession. The bar shook slightly, and with the cracks spreading, it collapsed layer by layer into ruins.

Seth stepped out of a van and stared dumbfounded at the flattened bar. After a while, the Mexican snake he was waiting for came.

"Hey Seth, I've kept you waiting."

Mustache got out of the car, greeted enthusiastically, saw the blasted ruins, and said in surprise, "Wow, what happened to this place, it was fine before."

Seth was furious. "There are so many places in Mexico that don't shit, why do we have to meet here?"

"What's the matter? It's very good here, there are no police, and it's open all night. I drove past it several times and always wanted to go in and have fun!"

"Shit! It's full of monsters. If I hadn't met a priest, I would have died! Been eaten!"

Mustache's face froze when he heard the words, and he licked his dry lips, "Did you see a monster?"

The expression of the mustache changed, and he couldn't escape Seth's eyes. He punched him up. "Yeah, I saw it. Many people died, including my brother."

Mustache was punched and fell to the ground, and his family bodyguard immediately raised his pistol to teach Seth a lesson.

Mustache got up, waved away the bodyguard, and said to Seth, "I'm sorry, if I knew there were monsters inside, I definitely wouldn't choose to meet you here."

"What's the use of saying this now, my brother is dead! Because of the broken bar you chose, he's dead!"

"Okay... Seth, how can I make it up to you?"

"You can't make it up, that's my own brother..." Seth looked at the mustache viciously, "I'll cut my travel expenses in half, and let me stay in your family territory as a preliminary compensation."

"No, it can only be reduced by [-]%!" Mustache shook his head.

"Four percent!"

"Thirty percent!"

"ok, deal!"

"Hahaha, happy cooperation..."

Chapter 462 I Have a Friend

City of Angels - Los Angeles!

Located in southwestern California, America is the second largest city after New York and the largest city in the West.

Once the entire state of California, including Nevada, Utah, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas and other regions were all territories of Mexico.

While guarding the Atlantic Ocean, the U.S. imperialists never forgot about the Pacific Ocean, so under the banner of freedom and democracy, they launched the U.S.-Mexico War in the name of God.

After the war, Mexico's territory was reduced by half, and even the American generals who participated in the war admitted that this was an unjust war.

A sad story, it warns the world, a bad neighbor will destroy your family!

Russell took a ride with Jacob's family to Las Vegas, bought a second-hand car, and rushed to the church headquarters in Los Angeles.

The headquarters is located in the northwest of downtown Los Angeles. It occupies a small area. From the outside, it is just a very ordinary small church.Surrounded by trees and covered with fallen leaves, it looks extremely secluded.

The familiar routines have confirmed what Russell thought in his heart. The supernatural power is secretive and low-key, and is unknown to outsiders.

The cross was erected on the large roof of the wooden church, Russell parked the car aside, and walked towards the church gate stepping on dead leaves.

At the main entrance of the church, an elderly nun wearing reading glasses was slowly sweeping up fallen leaves with a broom. What troubled Russell was that the old man was holding a cigarette in his mouth, flicking the ash in a very social manner.

Seeing Russell appearing, the old nun stopped puffing, threw the cigarette on the ground, and stomped on the spark.

"Child, who are you looking for?"

"Uh……"

To be honest, Russell didn't know who he was looking for, so he dug out a transfer order from the suitcase and handed it to the old nun.

The old nun took a look and smiled slightly, "The bishop has been waiting for you, but...you seem to be late."

"Haha, something happened on the road, and it was delayed for two days."

"Follow me here..."

The old nun took a step forward, frowned suddenly, and looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, "Times have changed, it's okay for young people to lack faith, but they are throwing cigarette butts at the church door without any sense of public morality."

Russell one by one

"Son, look at what I'm doing, don't you think I threw it?"

"No, it wasn't you, I threw it!"

Russell shook his head decisively, picked up the cigarette butt by the way, and threw it into the dustpan beside him.

"Good boy, be brave enough to admit your mistakes, the Lord will forgive you!" The old nun put down the broom, led Russell half a circle around the church house, and walked in through the side door.

This is an old church with a sense of age from a distance, but it looks like an old church at the World Heritage level when viewed up close. The gray skin on the walls reveals the bricks and stones inside. The wooden boards of the side door are crumbling, and the gap is wider than Russell's palm.

Compared with the Notre Dame Cathedral and the Crystal Cathedral in the same city, it is like being raised by a stepmother.

The shade of the trees blocks the sun, casting dappled light and shadows on the bluestone path, and it is very quiet. Occasionally, two priests pass by, walking quietly with their heads down.

The two of them passed through the walled courtyard covered with trees and vines, and came to a two-story wooden house. The old nun opened the door and left silently.

It seems that people here are not very talkative!

Russell muttered, the quiet environment is certainly relaxing, but it's too quiet here, and it feels a bit depressing.

The walls of the wooden house were painted with white paint, and the emptiness could be seen at a glance. A huge cross was hanging in front of Russell. He looked up and was about to ask questions when a voice rang out from the second floor.

"Come on, there's nothing to see below!"

Russell stepped on the creaking wooden ladder and quickly walked up to the second floor. The room was decorated plainly. The gray-haired bishop was sitting in front of the bookcase, pointing to the chair opposite the desk, signaling Russell to sit down.

"I……"

"I know you, Father Russell, about your being late, now is the time of employment, so let's not pursue it."

"here……"

"This is indeed the headquarters. It may be different from what you imagined, but there is no need to doubt it."

"you……"

"I am the head of this church, you can call me Bishop Ian."

"I……"