After the bell rang twelve times, the room became quiet again, as if nothing had happened, but he knew that someone was coming.

He loaded the gun, stood up, pushed the door open, and came to the living room. At this time, there were already guests waiting for him in the living room.

When he came to the living room, he was stunned when he saw the person coming. Isn't this the little girl he just met in the morning?

At this time, the little girl no longer looked as scared as before. Instead, she had a cold face, as if she was a different person.

"Who are you?" he asked, pointing his double-barreled shotgun at her head.

She smiled: "I came from hell, who do you think I am?"

He frowned: "Are you Satan?"

"Yes and no. You have a lot of questions. It's very annoying. It's the first time I've seen someone ask so many questions before they die." She frowned slightly, obviously a little unhappy when he asked her.

"I remember today is not my judgment day. Besides, I have been exorcising demons for so many years, so I should go see God. So, you should be killing me because I beat you before, right?" He smiled.

said with a smile.

She reached out and touched the cross scar on her forehead: "Yes, so, can you die?"
Chapter completed!