Chapter 2267

The night in anvil town is very quiet. Although there is a huge dungpit and biogas digester under the ground, everyone sleeps on tens of thousands of tons of TNT, but when no one knows, everyone lives in peace.

The population is smaller, but the other end of the town is close to the National Road, and there are trucks passing by from time to time, so there is a lot of business here to serve the passing drivers.

For example, bars, supermarkets, motels, station girls and so on.

The low-cost hotels on the roadside are for these people. They can stay for one night for ten or twenty dollars. They have TV and hot water, beds and doors. There are about ten rooms in a three story building. They can open a shop and do business.

This kind of Motel doesn't need to be registered, or can be checked in under any false name. It also greatly facilitates the cheating married people, as well as drug dealers or kidnappers waiting for trade.

As a result, all kinds of dark events also come. As long as the people who live here pay enough room fees, even if they die in it, nobody cares.

But it doesn't mean that good people won't come here. That's how it is today. Two angels have moved in.

They sat side by side in the room, listening to the men and women "crying and Howling" coming from the next door on both sides. Their faces were still expressionless, but their eyes were filled with anxiety.

"It's a failure. The blood clan follows the priest. We can't beat him."

The fat man sat upright at the edge of the bed, his hands on his knees, calmly analyzing the cause of his failure.

After they died once, they did not rush to start again, but felt that they had forgotten something and were thinking.

The skinny man is sitting by the bed in the same posture. He looks at the snow screen TV and says, "but we don't have much time. If we can't find genesis, we'll transfer a new body. If we see the cause of our death, we'll send a senior Angel down. Then we'll be fired."

"Laid off, we'll be recycled, thrown into the pool and twisted into energy." The fat man turned his head and looked at his friend. There was no fluctuation in his voice: "are you afraid?"

"If I can be with you, I'm not afraid." The thin man also looked at him, his face was paralyzed and there was no expression on his face.

Because God didn't design expression systems when they were made.

Don't mention the expression system. Even the voice can only be loaded in one of the two types of men and women, and there are no wings.

It can be said that it was extremely simple, so God was still afraid of making trouble, and then outsourced the work of manufacturing and maintaining the angel army to the OEM factory.

Those professional managers who don't know where they come from have no heart at all, and they don't talk about any feelings. Every month, angels have to face cruel performance appraisal. If they are not good, they will be driven to death.

Now, a terrifying task falls on these two junior salesmen. They need to find genesis, a monster that can live in human bodies and influence the minds of all mortals around them.

That's the life of a cross between angels and demons.

The power is strong and close to the law of causality. You can't kill or put it away. So in the past, it's always closed with a biscuit box and put it in God's bedroom for him to take care of.

But not long ago, God disappeared. Maybe he escaped, and Genesis disappeared.

I don't know whether God took it with him or left by himself. In short, this is a big event.

The high-level angels are all looking for the sign of God, because that mission is obviously more important, while the lower level angels are sent around the earth to look for signs of creation.

Little fat and small thin, found its trace in the small town of anvil.

I thought that just a mortal priest, as long as he had good words and showed some force, it should be easy to deal with it.

But I didn't expect that the old man of the church Porter was a blood race. The one who was over 300 years old was not strong, but it was just better than the two people together.

It's embarrassing.

When Jesse was drunk, the two angels had already convinced him to give up genesis, but they were all mixed up by the vampire and destroyed their two flesh bodies.

"Why don't we apply for assistance and invite high-level angels to come here, even if it's useless, but at least it won't work." Looking at my friends, I can't help but feel moved to live and die together with my friends.

However, due to his physical condition, he could not smile or even express his thanks. It was like speaking at a meeting.

"It's not right. The factions in the high-level angels are too complicated. If we get involved in high-level disputes, we may not be able to escape." The thin man stares at the TV with no signal and answers calmly.

The two voices were the same. If someone was outside the door at this time, they might think that there was a mental patient asking and answering himself.

Xiaopang and Xiaoshou stopped talking. They were thinking about the solution and how to invite Chuangshi to come out without too much killing.

The silence lasted for several hours, from their return to death, to the other side of the bell and church duets playing games, where the angels sat motionless on their beds.They feel that they have forgotten something, but they can't remember it for a while.

Finally, the fat man took out a box from under the bed and opened it. Inside was a very old telephone, which needed to be charged by hand, but there was no way to see where the cable was connected.

"I'll call someone and ask for information about who's on standby in heaven, and it's likely to come to us."

"No problem."

Thin also did not think of any good way, can only do so first.

The phone was connected quickly. After some communication between the two sides, the fat man gave a bad news. If their mission failed, the angel from the lower bound would be the one who hated them most.

"No, we have to do something by tomorrow. In this way, I will control some mortals and try to drugge the priest." The fat man stood up and walked to the door, his back full of fearless momentum: "if you poison Jesse, genesis will leave him, and we will catch it."

"Good idea, but where's the cookie box?" The thin man turned to ask questions.

"I thought you had it." The fat man stopped.

"We're all dead. The box is in the body's hand." Skinny said the cruel reality, the biscuit box is Genesis's home and bed, without it, genesis will not be obedient to go back.

"Damn..." the fat man finally remembered what he had forgotten. It turned out that the most important props were missing.

It's all God's fault. It's cheap for them to use the brains of angels. It's too much to think about!

"strange, why is there a biscuit box here?" Bobo packed all the corpses, but he found that there was still a metal object left. It seemed that Harry had cut several times when she was dismembered. It was a bit ragged: "what's the use of these two angels to take the biscuit box? Where's the biscuit in it

There is a picture of bear on the biscuit box. Although I don't know what the ghost brand is, it should be bear biscuit. Bobo subconsciously picks it up and sniffs it.

But there was a smell of urine in the box, which almost choked him.

But the death knell chuckled and stopped the orangutan's intention to throw things away: "this is an important prop. Don't throw it. Put the body bag into the silk bag I gave you."

"well, you has the final say." Without a word, Bobo put away the box, took the mineral water from the funeral bell and washed his hands: "what are we going to do next?"

Su Ming put out the butt, threw it to Bobo deodorant and a large variety of werwilson perfume, so that he could get rid of the foul smell of the angel corpse.

originally planned to steal Jesse, who was drunk and unconscious, but now he has the creation of the house. We will go to the angels to talk about the conditions and call them to meet in remote places.

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