Chapter 462: The Evangelist (1)

"Du du du du ..."

It was an old hand-guided tractor that must have been built 30 years ago and had been in use for the past 30 years. It was a miracle that it had survived until now. Smoke was spewing out of its rear barrel, and it looked like it could fall apart at any moment. It drove to the black Gate.

A man in a black cloak jumped out of the car. He stretched his waist, which was about to fall apart, and took out his luggage, a small silver suitcase. Then, he looked at the old man who was driving, placed his right hand on his heart, and bowed slightly. He said very politely, ""Thank you for sending me all the way here. I believe that our God will grant you peace and tranquility."

"I don't believe in gods. I only believe in the promised fare, and if you don't give me the money, I'll give you a knife," Sir system said.

As he spoke, he took out a rusty knife and stroked it in his hand, his eyes fierce.