Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 444: I hope he is 1 point insidious

"The Exorcist's self-cultivation ()"

June 23rd.

The Furman community in the early morning.

A McLaren GT slowly drives in.

Du Wei was sitting in the driver's seat, and on the co-pilot was a large bouquet of roses, a total of 99 roses.

Yes.

He is coming to meet his girlfriend, and he has prepared a familiar gift.

Besides flowers, I really can't think of anything else to give.

The reason why he chose this time to meet his girlfriend was because Du Wei's troubles were almost resolved, and the next step was antique clocks.

That means a lot of trouble.

It may take a long time.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with taking time to spend time with your girlfriend.

In addition, I made an appointment with Alex before, and I want to accompany her back to the Wittbach family, and take a look at the mysterious stone tablet with my father-in-law Lawrence.

Maybe, some useful information can be obtained from it.

After that, it's almost time to go to San Portia.

…

This moment.

On the other side, the Wittbach family is located in the central area of ​​nearly a thousand kilometers south of New York, on the south bank of Lake Erie, at the mouth of the Kaigahoe River.

This family is an ancient chaebol.

It used to have a very glorious history in Europe, but later left Europe for some reasons.

Now this ancient family has been hidden behind the scenes, affecting many industries.

It is an exaggeration to say that if they want to develop a new industry, they can immediately create tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of jobs.

But the fact is that the Wittbach family has been silent since Alex was born at the end of the last century, and they have earned enough money that many people can't even imagine.

Influence is spread all over all walks of life.

The influence is also so strong that it has no boundaries. The most prosperous city in the central region was established by the Wittbach family.

But this family does not appear to outsiders, but builds ancient castles in the nearby mountains.

Looking around, those ancient castles are mottled and dripping, with an old-fashioned atmosphere.

But if you walk in and watch, you will find that these castles are actually very modern.

All kinds of electrical facilities are available.

The history in the eyes of outsiders, the so-called precipitation, in the eyes of the Wittbach family, is just their life.

At this time, inside the largest castle, family members are dining.

It was not Du Wei's father-in-law Lawrence Wittbach who sat in the first place, but an old man over seventy years old.

The old man is wearing a wig, his skin is wrinkled, and there are some age spots on his face.

But even so, the old man's eyes were not cloudy, with inexplicable majesty.

Everyone was silent.

After the meal, the old man slowly said: "Lawrence, my beloved granddaughter, when will I return to the family, I haven't seen her for a long time."

Lawrence, who was sitting next to the old man, said softly: "Father, Alex will be back in these two days, and her future husband will follow."

The old man said thoughtfully, "Du Wei? Is that the hunter?"

Lawrence nodded and said: "Yes, and as far as I know, Du Wei will soon become the head of the church's tribunal, and will also become the youngest bishop in the history of the church."

The old man snorted and said: "The Wittbach family spends a lot of money on the church every year, but the only hunter is my granddaughter who chased it by herself."

Speaking, the old man frowned and asked again: "The Wittbach family needs a hunter, but the one named Du Wei, can he integrate into us?"

A family with an ancient heritage, not only history and money, temperament, experience, vision, etc. are accumulated...

Ordinary people really can't get into it.

Lawrence said with a smile: "My son-in-law, you will be pleasantly surprised. He is different from others. The evaluation of him within the church is a saint."

"Saint?"

The old man shook his head: "There are no saints in this world. If there is, it must be my granddaughter Alex. The son-in-law of the Wittbach family should not be a saint either."

"I hope he is more sinister."

…

And the other side.

In Du Wei's dream, Freddy ended a night of torture.

Yes...

Ren called him all night last night.

To chatter, to mock, to disdain, to insult.

It's annoying.

Freddie leaned against the wall of the dissecting room, staring blankly at the darkness ahead.

"Devil! Devil Du Wei! Why do you torture me like this? What did I do wrong?"

"Can't I be wrong? Come back, give me a good time..."

Now, it regrets its previous actions.

Obviously there is a chance of relief.

But I didn't grasp it, the devil not only blocked his way to find the devil nun to commit suicide, but also got the information he wanted from himself.

"God, Satan!"

"Please let that devil use me again."

"Otherwise, I may never see him forever."

"If he doesn't show up, I can't even die!"

Freddie murmured a prayer.

And, he still drew the cross on his chest, praying silently.

On the ground ~IndoMTL.com~ there is a pattern of a pentagram.

The cross represents God and the pentagram represents Satan.

But when the prayer was over, Freddy began to cry.

"Damn it, what a **** God, what a **** Satan, I've been praying for so long, it's useless at all, why not believe in Ryan, if you really can't believe that devil Du Wei."

…

"Huh? I think I heard someone calling my name?"

Ryan, who was feeding James, tilted his head: "James, did you hear that?"

"I didn't hear anything, you must be hallucinating."

Sitting on the bed, James' face was very pale with bandages on his hands.

He has had a bad day these two days.

I don't know why, I have been vomiting and diarrhea, and I am dehydrated.

You don't have to eat.

James has not forgotten his purpose of joining the church. He is an undercover agent and must take care of himself. Otherwise, he will be GG before he can help the church.

So, he said impatiently to Ryan: "Feed me some more, I'm not full yet."

Ryan snorted, and fed him another spoonful of soup: "Then you drink more, your right hand is recovering well now, and after two or three days of nourishing your body, you basically don't need me to feed you."

James was a little moved: "Well... I know, although I hate you, I will not forget the days when you took care of me. From now on...well, I will find a way to cure you in the future .”

He meant that after Mu Zhong returned to the church, he sent Ryan to a mental hospital.

But Ryan frowned, and thought to himself: "This idiot has started fantasizing about treating me again. Damn, I, Dr. Ryan, is so awesome, do you need him to treat me?"

"It seems that the dose is still not large enough!"