Chapter 366 Baptism

John Browning held the briefcase and looked back.

Freddy Pavitt had seen photos of John Browning through newspapers and other information.

But John Browning met him for the first time.

"You're the guy who's always calling me to harass me," John Browning fumed.

This really annoyed him.

Frandy Pavitt was slightly embarrassed.

Actually, he didn't need to say hello.

However, after many phone calls, if we treat each other as passers-by, it will be an anticlimactic end, which will leave us with regrets.

"Mr. Browning, it's me. I invite you sincerely, and I'm not harassing you without reason."

John Browning thought he was going to keep asking for a quote again, so he paid directly Pocket watch tells time.

Freddie Pavitt was a little unhappy.

His mentality changed.

Now I don’t beg you, but I still say hello to you, that’s to give you face.

According to the master's words, I advise you, old boy, not to be ignorant of praise.

He put away his smiling face and said, "Haha, Mr. Browning seems to be very busy. Then I won't disturb you."

As he said that, he prepared to leave.

John Browning was ashamed of his small belly.

He thought of those daily phone calls that usually ended with him being rude.

The next time I call you, I will be as enthusiastic as ever.

Just say "Freddy, it's okay if I call you that"

Freddie Pavitt was stunned.

The sun is coming out in the west

Usually, you are the one who tries to save hope and not to hang up the phone.

"Okay, my friends and family call me that."

"Freddy, I invite you to dinner."

To Freddy Deepavit was a little flattered.

I am really afraid of being rejected.

So I readily agreed.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they sat down and ordered food and drinks.

John Browning put down his briefcase and said, "Freddie, there is actually no conflict between us, is there?"

Freddie Pavitt wanted to say that there was a big conflict.

But in the end, he shook his head.

John Browning continued, "I do not agree with your master's idea. It is simply an impossible miracle. In addition, since we are friends, I want to remind you that no one will let you I'm cooperating with you, that's a very important person."

Freddie Pavitt gritted his teeth, "Well, I know who it is. However, the impossible miracle you mentioned has already happened. ”

After saying this, he felt that his thoughts were clear, not to mention how refreshing he was.

John Browning shook his head and laughed, "Freddie, let's put aside the holiday today. I'm old and don't have the competitiveness of young people, so you don't have to defeat me."

He felt that Freddie Pavitt was trying to be competitive.

Freddie Pavitt is usually courteous, but the clay figurine is also very fiery. < /p>

This is his knot.

How much hair did I lose for this matter?

It’s almost like the Mediterranean.

The standard characteristics of the British are about to appear.

John Browning saw that he did not seem to be faking it, so he asked suspiciously, "Your master is a firearms designer."

"No."

"Then he Looking for a firearms designer"

This made Freddy Pavitt hesitate, "No"

John Browning breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been doing this all his life and does not believe that he will make a mistake.

He said, "Then you are kidding me."

Freddy Pavitt said, "My father is a genius. He participated in the design and made that kind of gun by hand. Even the design and production didn't take a week."

Hand Rubbing Gun

John Browning was shocked, "That's impossible, haha, you're lying to me."< /p>

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it."

I thought I could turn my enemies into friends.

After the meal, the relationship between the two did not ease.

John Browning didn’t believe it anyway.

Until he returned to his hotel and saw the latest New York Times.

The New York Times described a complicated case.

It is said that the famous Rockefeller family bought and killed people for their business, and later had to silence them and cancel their credentials.

This kind of thing happened so often that John Browning was used to it.

What made his pupils shrink was the following interview about criminals.

An assassin claimed that he attempted to kill someone on a train and was caught on the spot.

Then, the man who captured him used a terrifying weapon that could fire like a machine gun to kill all the local gangs on the way to Xingxin Prison in Ossining.

It is also ironic that this person was silenced after being interviewed.

The common people may only use it for entertainment after dinner, and will not even pay attention to it. They will only stare at the huge Rockefeller Foundation.

But John Browning was different.

So, he went to Eason Manor the next day, even ignoring the gun show at Madison Garden.

Freddy Pavitt was not at home and had gone out to do errands. It was Miao Cuihua who received him.

Miao Cuihua’s English speaking level was very average. She asked, “What can I do for you?”

John Browning said, “I want to meet Freddy Pavitt, or here. The owner."

"Unfortunately, they are not here."

"Then when will they come back?"

Miao Cuihua said, "The owner of the family here is back. time to waitSure, Freddy Pavitt will be back tonight. ”

“Okay, I’ll come visit you again in the evening.” ”

After sending him away, Miao Cuihua continued to comb her hair.

She leaned close to the mirror and found that a trace of crow’s feet had appeared in the corners of her eyes.

She was startled. Startled, she sat back down and continued to comb her hair.

She looked down at the comb, which had more fallen hair than usual, and she couldn't help but sigh slightly.

After dressing up, she was in the manor. Accompanied by the maid, Miao Cuihua went to the town.

She became friends with Rachel Kervis, the mother of Benjamin Goldberg.

For no other reason, Miao Cuihua. Flowers has an extraordinary sense of fashion.

It's her gift.

Ossining enjoys communicating with her. Town, Sing Sing Prison.

Harry Vanderbilt died.

The medical examiner said there was a small hole in his head, not much bigger than a needle.

But after the autopsy, the strange thing was that the damaged area of ​​the brain tissue inside the head was not just as big as the tip of a needle.

The next day, Andrew Miller did not come to the playground for fun, but was killed. Called to cooperate with the police investigation.

But Zhao Chuanxin arrived at the playground again.

When Zhao Chuanxin appeared, the Irish gang retreated collectively.

The man walked forward cheerfully, and the group of black people turned around and left.

He took a few more steps, and the Jewish gang smiled awkwardly.

Finally, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in front of everyone in the Italian Brotherhood.

The expression was so complicated that Oscar would be eclipsed without them.

Fear, anger, worry, and more of advancement and retreat. The struggle to lose ground.

Because Harry Vanderbilt died, they were supposed to avenge him.

But it was about the Scavenger, and the mysterious God of Chamber Pots.

They are cowardly too.

Last night, Harry Vanderbilt asked the two of them to take turns keeping watch.

The two of them stared at each other all night and woke up red in the morning. Like a rabbit.

However, in the morning, he failed to push up Harry Vanderbilt, who was still awake.

Trying to breathe, he was out of breath. >These two people can testify that no one has been to the cell.

But in fact, they were asleep, otherwise Zhao Chuanxin would not have opened the door.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the Italians and began to take off his clothes.

The Italian Brotherhood was dumbfounded.

They did not dare to take action. This man was preparing to take the lead.

The rest of the groups watched with interest to see how the Italians would respond. < /p>

However, Zhao Chuanxin just took off his clothes to practice balancing skills.

I saw him doing moves that were more difficult than any other dance., the Italians breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was immediately angry that this person did it on purpose.

Practice in front of them on purpose.

Zhao Chuanxin did not say anything, and practiced health, strength, and metabolic balance techniques one after another in front of them.

Halfway through the practice, a few black people came forward hesitantly.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and “wanted me to preach to you.”

A few black people rolled their eyes and said, “No, no, don’t get me wrong, we want to join the Chamber Pot God Cult. "

Zhao Chuanxin said excitedly, "It's a good feeling. Come on, if anyone else wants to join, I'll help him baptize."

The black people looked at each other.

Is it so official?

Currently, only a few black people want to join.

The times are limited, and their skin color is destined to be rejected by all the white people here.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin was disappointed.

It seems that the sermons are not enough.

He said to everyone in a low tone, "I hope you will have the courage to assassinate Father Andrew Miller, so that I can preach more, and everyone should participate."

I hope everyone will say this person Very bad

Now no matter how much money I give, no one dares to get involved in this matter.

Isn’t it good to be alive?

The key point is that this thief is not a son of man. Whoever’s subordinates participate will be punished by the God of Chamber Pots.

It won’t work even if someone is guarding you. If you are told to die in the middle of the night, you will definitely not see the dawn.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at a few black people, "Kneel down."

The men hesitated for a while, but then they knelt down.

Everyone saw him rummaging through his trouser pockets and first took out a towel.

He continued to flip through it and pulled out a stick.

Everyone was confused. What kind of trouser pocket is this? It’s so full of stuff.

Zhao Chuanxin held the scepter of redemption and was very restrained. He only put a drop of stinky liquid as big as eye drops on the tip of the towel.

But even this little bit, the people around him couldn't stand it and dispersed. Some people couldn't help but bend down and "vomit"

Zhao Chuanxin scolded, "You guys must give it to me." I can't bear it."

He is somewhat used to this smell.

Hold up the towel and tap the tip on one person's forehead.

Hey guys, the smell is imprinted.

Zhao Chuanxin fanned the air, "Okay, let's all get up. Our Chamber Pot God Sect doesn't have so many rules, and sincerity is what makes us spiritual."

A few people got up and held back. Feeling vomiting, he still had to put on a pious smile.

None of them have any religious beliefs, they just want to join a stronger and more intimidating group.

Zhao Chuanxin knew it well.

He immediately promised, "Now, you will be protected by me, Father Andrew Miller, and the God of Chamber Pots. If anyone wants to harm you or bully you, please tell me at any time."

Wouldn't this group of niggas be offended?

There are also some weak lower-class white people who are eager to try, but they are very cautious. If they stand in line like this, they may die.

Let’s take a look first before talking.

After the outing, Zhao Chuanxin walked back leisurely.

He was followed by a few black men, but the others stayed away from him.

However, when he reached the door, Zhao Chuanxin was stopped by the prison guards.

The prison guard had a complex expression, "What happened to you, the police detectives are going to investigate you and suspect that you killed Harry Vanderbilt and another prisoner." Please remember to save it, the latest and fastest website is without Anti-theft free reading