Chapter 188 True Saints Are Not Afraid of Fire

The saint ignored Tang Ze, closed her eyes tightly, and silently muttered all the random things in her mouth.

"Okay, very good, keep pretending, okay? I have prepared the holy liquid for the saint. I don't know which one tastes better compared to the holy water. I have to ask the saint to evaluate it."

The whole audience suddenly fell into silence, staring blankly at the saint on the big screen. How dare he treat the saint chosen by God like this!

He deserves to go to hell! Can't reincarnate forever!

Devil-like joking laughter sounded from the huge speakers: "President, is it so beautiful? You shouldn't come to rescue the saint. Isn't this what you should do now?"

After hearing this, Nie Shun tensed up and looked at Qiu Guofei, who was bursting into flames on the trial bench, and Ji Shoushan, who was split into two on the table.

Why is this devil so powerful!

Tang Ze looked at the saint who had finally lost her sanctity and smiled: "He is actually unwilling to come to save you. It seems that he is not loyal to you enough. Seeing that you are in such pain, I will do you a favor."

After saying that, Tang Ze threw out the golden sword in his hand.

The blade tore through the air and penetrated Nie Shun's chest directly with the breath of death. His whole body was driven by the power of the sword and was nailed to the wall.

Nie Shun looked down at the sword on his chest and felt the passage of life. At that moment, he didn't even see it clearly. It was too fast! It's so fast that it's so fast that you can't resist!

All the people were stunned, giving them no time to react. The governor was cut in half. The next second, even the president was nailed to the wall by the knife, but they had no power to fight back. .

Nanjie felt happy that his son could rest in peace.

"Too weak, too weak. Only you, the saint, can make me excited."

The saint looked at Nie Shun who was crucified alive, and her beautiful eyes were finally moved. After all, the lineup she was proud of was easily shattered by him, and her two months of hard work were shattered!

No! I am a saint, I am a saint chosen by God!

"Cough cough cough."

Tangze slowly squatted down and asked, "How about it? Give me some comments. After all, my girls all agreed."

However, Karasawa did not wait for the saint's answer, but crossed his hands on his chest.

"Disasters... destroy hope... sting the soul."

"It's you... who gave us hope again and gave us light..."

Tang Ze couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, singing? ?

You actually come to sing with me now?

As the saint sang a cappella, all the people seemed to feel that now only God can punish his sins, and only God can resurrect those dead people.

"And you... are the saint, the dawn, illuminating the way forward."

“Let us hold hands and run toward God.”

Clear singing sounded again in the audience.

Tang Ze's face was cold, his eyes scanned everyone, he grabbed the saint's jade neck and lifted it up, but even though her neck was strangled, the saint still sang hoarsely.

Tearing apart the disguise of the saint, Tang Ze said calmly: "Since you think you are a saint, you must be true gold that is not afraid of fire. Let me see if you are real."

After releasing the jade neck of the saint, the saint slowly floated to the top of the flamethrower, and the saint also felt the approach of death.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten her fear and felt that she had truly become a saint. She spread her arms to embrace her people, as if she could absorb everyone's power and kill Tang Ze.

"God will not give up on us. As long as we persist, we can clear away the dirt in this world, and God will come and save the world."

Faced with such a stubborn woman, Tang Ze looked at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang understood instantly and quickly picked up the igniter and handed it to Tang Ze. He didn't expect to see the saint burned to death.

Kneeling on the ground, Nan Jie and other resisters had hot eyes...

"If you don't worship the true God, worship the false god." After saying this, Tang Ze pressed the ignition button.

The device in the jet nozzle was making noise.

"I am the Saint. You are worthy of worshiping me and giving me strength, my people!!!"

puff!

The flames that reached the sky directly swallowed the saint, and the sharp screams echoed all around. It was as if the saint didn't realize until this moment that she was not a saint and could feel pain.

The music continued to play, but the singing had stopped. Everyone's eyes were looking at the saint in the flames, and the saint's frightening screams rang in their ears. They were horrified that the saint was actually burned by the fire.

The screams of the saint gradually disappeared, and the beautiful shadow in the flame gradually disappeared.

As Karasawa turned off the fire, the Saint had vanished into nothing, leaving only the melted Saint's crown at the vent.

"It seems to be a fake." Tang Ze took a deep breath and said calmly.

Zhou Yang on the side was greatly shocked. As expected of Brother Tang, he burned it as the saint said.

"Benefactor, you are our benefactor in Huzhou." Suddenly, Nan Jie kowtowed to Tang Ze, and other resisters also expressed respect to Tang Ze.

"Don't put such a big label on me. I just want to know if she is a real saint."

Nan Jie was a little confused, but still grateful: "The Holy Lady is the cancer of Huzhou. She made up gods and used brutal executions to intimidate those who resisted her. Those who fused with the virus were said to be the power given by gods to confuse all living beings. "

"Oh, I really do good deeds every day." Tang Ze sighed and looked at the hanging corpse. It seemed that they were also pleased with it.

Nan Jie continued: "Mr. Tang, the saint is dead, Huzhou still needs someone to take charge of the overall situation."

"What? You still want me to work?" Tang Ze frowned. Your request is a bit bold.

"No, no, no, I just want Mr. Tang to give me some advice. Although the saint is dead, there are still many people who have been brainwashed by her. They are all very brainless. I am worried that Huzhou will be in chaos."

Tang Ze looked at the little fat man.

Zhou Yang was stunned and felt that something good had come.

"Let him manage Huzhou in the future, and you will be his assistant. Except for the absence of the Shuguang Society, everything will be what it was before."

Zhou Yang couldn't believe it. He was still a small law enforcer last night, but today he became the manager of Huzhou, and the vice president helped him.

There will be many opportunities on the road of life, but not every opportunity can succeed, but as long as one succeeds, it will be earth-shaking.

Look at those who lost the bet, all lying on the board, and he is the only one who won the bet.

Nan Jie did not object to this appointment. The little fat man is Mr. Tang's man, so Mr. Tang will definitely take care of Huzhou's affairs.

Now they not only have to face the remnants of the Dawn Society, but also the company. After all, the manager is dead, and the company will definitely send someone to investigate the situation.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, I'm a little hungry, please have breakfast." Tang Ze touched his chin and felt a little stubble, which had grown out after working all night.

However, Tang Ze hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly heard the annoying song again.

"Disaster... destroyed hope... stung the soul."

Originally it was just a scattered singing, but gradually it turned into a chorus.

It seems that the death of the saint can't make them sober.