Chapter 695 Zechariah

"So... let's go back to the original question..." Feng Bujue looked him up and down and asked again, "Who are you?"

"Zechariah." The blond man answered Brother Jue's question directly without beating around the bush, "Defined in the language and title you can understand... I am an 'Angel of Power'."

"I see..." Feng Bujue did not show any surprise at Zechariah's remarks. He just continued calmly, "Hehe... my cat seems to be quite powerful."

"What do you mean?" Zechariah asked suspiciously.

"Your rank is not low, and you are a pioneer of the heavens born for battle..." Feng Bujue answered as he walked towards the sofa, "But you never planned to fight her head-on from the beginning." He shrugged and sat on the sofa, "This shows... you are either afraid of her strength or the big boss behind her..."

"Watch your words, mortal." Zachariah couldn't listen any longer, and warned, "Since you know my identity, you should understand that I will not be afraid of anything... especially those disgusting, ugly monsters from the abyss of hell."

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"Don't get excited." Feng Bujue collapsed on the sofa comfortably and replied leisurely, "You can belittle and despise them at the biological level, but you can't deny the power they objectively possess..." At this point, he suddenly raised his hand, waved his fingers, and said without turning his head, "Excuse me, can you help me turn on the light? The switch is next to you."

Brother Jue's tone at this time... is like asking the waiter to change a plate for you when you are eating in a restaurant.

After hearing this, Zachariah. He was also stunned for two seconds... After two seconds, because he couldn't think of a reason to refuse, he really did it.

"Thank you." After the lights came on, Feng Bujue responded casually, and then continued with what he had just said, "Well... you said... you're not afraid of anything', isn't that a bit nonsense." He looked back at the other party, "You should at least fear God, right?"

"It seems that you think you know us very well..." When Zachariah asked this question, he had slowly walked around the sofa. He walked to the front of Feng Bujue. But he didn't find a place to sit down. He just stood there, looking down at Brother Jue on the sofa with a condescending look.

"I have indeed done some research." Feng Bujue also looked at the other party and replied very calmly, "Your sense of honor, superiority and mission are generally stronger; and the higher the level. The firmer the faith. The purer the will." He stretched out his hand forward. "Take your Excellency as an example. Even though the facts are in front of you, you are unwilling to admit in front of a mortal... that you dare not fight a certain demon head-on."

"The only reason I don't fight her head-on is... I am worried that you and other innocent people within a few kilometers will be involved in the battle and die without a complete body." Zachariah replied coldly.

"So... I am very important." Feng Bujue smiled. "And you... are very kind."

"Feng Bujue, I am not here to chat with you about the "Angel Encyclopedia" today... nor am I here for psychological counseling..." Zachariah seemed to finally realize... Feng Bujue had become the leader of the conversation without realizing it, so he immediately changed his tone and said in a deep voice, "I am here to convey some important information to you."

"OK, I'm all ears." Feng Bujue crossed his legs, tilted his head, and made a "please" gesture to the other party.

"Feng Bujue." Zachariah straightened his expression and continued seriously, "I, Zachariah, on behalf of Heaven, give you an important mission."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

"In the gambling game of the gods, do things for us secretly." Zachariah replied.

"Hehe... Sorry, you said that, it's too general..." Feng Bujue's expression at this moment was like watching a monkey show, "Can you say it more popularly and specifically?"

"To put it simply..." Zachariah didn't notice anything unusual, he still said seriously, "On the surface, you continue to act as Woody's pawn, everything remains the same, but in fact... you are loyal to our Heaven. When necessary, we will contact you and tell you what to do, then you..."

"Okay, okay..." Feng Bujue shook his head and smiled, interrupting the other party, "Just let me be an undercover, understand."

"You can... put it that way." Zachariah hesitated for half a second and replied.

"Then..." At this time, Feng Bujue put down his crossed legs and leaned forward, "What are the benefits?"

A very strange expression flashed across Zachariah's face: "Mortal, it is your honor to be loyal to heaven. Countless people have devoted their entire lives and have no such opportunity..."

"Are you fucking sick?" Feng Bujue immediately swore. He supported his knees with both hands and stood up. "According to what you mean...'I let you be a traitor because I think highly of you'?"

"Feng Bujue!" Zachariah glared at Brother Jue and shouted, "Don't you even have the most basic faith and sense of justice! Even if you are not a Christian, you should know the consequences of cooperating with the devil..." He stared at Brother Jue and squeezed out a threatening word from between his teeth, "I advise you... not to let yourself fall into an irretrievable situation... for the sake of the immediate interests."

"Ha!" Feng Bujue looked at the Archangel with a mocking expression and said with a smile, "Talking to me about faith? No matter what you think, Mr. Angel, my personal opinion is... For human beings, the most correct faith is to believe in the kindness of one's own heart as a human being." He pointed his hand to the top of his head, "People do things, but God is not watching... What is always watching people is the conscience of the world."

At this point, Brother Jue sneered: "As for religion... In the era when humans were more ignorant, religion effectively exercised the functions that politics should have, which is worthy of recognition. Of course, after the 19th century, there would occasionally be examples like Hong Xiuquan and Joseph Smith, haha... I'm drunk too." He paused, "Anyway , in most years, religion has played a relatively limited positive and active role, except for hindering the development of science and social civilization and provoking wars. "

Looking at Zachariah's increasingly ugly face, Feng Bujue still insisted: "So, we'd better separate faith and religion... respect those who believe in "science" and have made practical contributions to the world. It is because of their existence that schools can teach evolution; it is also because of their tolerance that various religions in the world can be preserved... After all, they did not tie people who disagreed with their views to pillars and burn them to death like some "believers". "

"You pagan full of heresy..." Zachariah stared at Brother Jue and said.

"Look, this is your problem." Feng Bujue raised his hand and waved his index finger. "You refuse to listen to rational and logical opinions and facts, and you have no ability to refute them. You do not admit the mistakes you made in the past, and you are even more unwilling to repent for them. Whenever you are speechless and have no defense, you "put a hat" on others. The saddest thing is... some of you are so stupid that you even believe in what you are defending."

"Enough!" Zachariah was obviously angry, "Feng Bujue, don't think that you are the "chosen one", so I dare not do anything to you..."

"I never thought so." Feng Bujue put his hands in his pajamas pockets and asked arrogantly, "I'm just curious, what can you do?"

"I want to put you..." Zachariah said, raising his right hand horizontally with five fingers open.

However... the next second, his expression changed suddenly.

"What? The holy power in your body doesn't react, right?" Feng Bujue paced two steps, "Want to guess why?" He laughed triumphantly, "Haha... I just said, 'I've studied you'."

"You..." Zachariah was suddenly shocked and angry, and his eyes moved quickly, looking up and down, left and right, as if looking for something.

"No need to look." Suddenly, another voice sounded, "In the wall behind you."

Feng Bujue was startled when he heard the voice, and quickly looked in the direction of the voice. But... there was another person in the middle of the living room.

It was a man in a black suit, and he looked like a European. He had short brown hair, a cold and handsome face, and a compelling aura all over his body... Unlike Zachariah's face, this classical handsome guy with aristocratic temperament and arrogant personality... is a super strong character at first glance.

"Who are you?" Feng Bujue stared at the other party and asked.

"Referee." Simon only replied him two words.

"What do you mean by a judge..." Feng Bujue was about to ask further, but Simon ignored him and said to Zachariah, "Zachariah, how does it feel to be trapped by a human design?"

At this moment, Zachariah's face was full of fear: "Listen... I came here because..."

"You don't have to explain to me." Simon interrupted, "You are not qualified to explain to me."

Zachariah instantly realized what the other party was going to do next, and he almost roared: "You dare!"

Snap--

As soon as he said the word "dare", Simon raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

After the snap, Zachariah's body exploded from the inside...

In an instant, blood, broken internal organs, bones, meat paste...smeared all over the walls and the floor.

"Uh...this gentleman..." Feng Bujue wiped his face with his hand, wiped off the blood plasma covering his eyelids, looked at Simon and said, "I declare in advance that I will not clean up this mess alone."

"Don't worry." Simon glanced at Brother Jue, "The floor cleaner is here."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared abruptly.

"Hey! Hey——" Feng Bujue widened his eyes and shouted, "Who is cleaning the floor? What's going on? If you have the guts to have a corpse explosion... If you have the guts to clean up the blood!"

Dongdongdong——

Just as he was complaining loudly, there was a knock on the door. (To be continued...)