Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"I, Ryan, want to be the director today...no, the bishop."

"Who is for and who is against?"

in parliament.

Ryan held a pistol and pointed at those people who were just acting weird.

For a while, the atmosphere became very oppressive.

Everyone stood up and looked at him with indifferent eyes.

Matthew also said with some displeasure: "Mr. Ryan, please put down the gun."

While speaking, he turned his head and reprimanded James: "You better give me an explanation, why does he have a gun, and what if he hurts himself?"

For the Twilight Bell Church, Ryan's status is very special.

He is a psychopath, but he is also the hunter with the most potential so far. If he can be trained well, he may become the strongest means to fight against evil spirits.

Therefore, Twilight Bell will give Ryan the greatest tolerance.

But everyone knows that Ryan is mentally ill, so giving him a pistol, in case he can't think about shooting himself, wouldn't it be Mu Zhong's biggest loss?

James was also confused, and quickly explained: "Your Excellency, I never gave him a gun, and I stay with him every day, there is no way he would have the chance to touch the gun."

The members of the Twilight Bell Church are all hunters, and everyone's strength is very strong, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Guns are of little use to them.

After all, their opponents are all evil spirits. If they want to kill ordinary people, the ability to transform into evil spirits is also more useful, and it will not cause any trouble.

When Ryan heard this, he also murmured to himself in confusion: "Yes, where did I get my gun?"

He was a little confused, and he was stunned.

Someone noticed this and immediately let out a low, gloomy laugh.

A cold aura floated around.

A vague figure of a woman appeared on Ryan. It only had an outline, but its facial features had lines, and its appearance could be seen clearly.

As soon as he appeared, he gently grasped the pistol, while the other hand grabbed Ryan's neck.

Click...

Ryan's neck drooped directly on his shoulders, and the vague figure of the woman disappeared.

Matthew, the leader of Twilight Bell, became angry when he saw this.

The entire hall became gloomy, and the light seemed to be distorted, making it look unbearably hazy.

The person who did it immediately apologized: "I'm sorry Your Excellency, I just wanted to teach him a lesson and let him know how to respect his seniors, but I didn't expect him to not resist at all."

Obviously, from their point of view, Ryan was dead.

But James on the side looked weird.

He has seen Ryan's neck folded at ninety degrees, and even more exaggerated angles, how could he die so easily.

And he has always suspected that Ryan's mental illness is faking.

Sure enough, Ryan's voice sounded in the next second.

"I see! You fucking want to see a doctor, don't you?"

"You bastard, the director said I was his best deputy, how dare you do something to such an excellent doctor like me!"

"I, Ryan, can't bear it!"

With the doctor roaring,

Ryan reached out and broke his neck back, and directly pulled the trigger.

The gun was aimed at the ceiling.

It stands to reason that it is impossible to hit the target at all.

But when the gunshot rang out, the man who had just attacked Ryan was shot and fell to the ground, blood was flowing all over the ground, and he could only hold his chest and groan in pain.

There is absolutely no logic at all.

May all your wishes come true.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked, including Matthew.

He looked at Ryan, and hurriedly said to the others: "Take Buck to the hospital quickly."

"And you, Mr. Ryan, calm down and stop using your abilities."

Matthew attributed this illogical phenomenon to Ryan's ability.

Ryan dismissed it: "Stop talking nonsense to me, old man, you still want to order me? Do you think you are my director?"

Matthew felt a chill creep over his heart.

Being pointed at the gun, he felt that as long as Ryan shot, he might really die.

James who was standing next to him was frightened, so he quickly grabbed him and shouted, "If you do anything to this lord, you will definitely die. After you die, you won't be able to see the director. How can you get promoted like this?" Salary? Don’t you want your dream?”

Ryan hesitated: "What you said seems to make sense."

Hey, when can I become the dean of Mu Zhong!

I really miss the director!

Mu Zhong has so many mental illnesses, but he has only one attending physician. Is this reasonable?

It seems that we can only wait until the merger of the two psychiatric hospitals.

At that time, I will be able to work with the director, and the promotion and salary increase will not be far away.

Lane's anger quickly evaporated.

He even grinned a little flattered, how could the mere Muzhong Mental Hospital be the end of his career.

Seeing this, James quickly reached out to grab the pistol and snatched it directly.

During this process, Ryan did not resist and laughed even more happily

Everyone labeled him a dangerous psychopath, including Matthew.

"This is the end of the matter. I don't care if you have any opinions or not. From now on, Mr. Lane will be the Bishop of Twilight Bell."

Matthew looked at the others coldly, turned and left after leaving this sentence.

It is naturally impossible for other people to have other opinions, and even if they do, they dare not make any small moves in a short time.

What they even thought was, either not to contact Ryan, or to have a good relationship with him.

After all, no one can resist illogical shooting and killing...

Everyone looked at the arrogantly laughing Ryan with strange eyes, shook their heads and left one after another without saying a word.

A council breaks up unhappy.

James watched everyone leave, and sighed to Ryan: "Don't be so impulsive in the future, or you will really be in trouble. You have to know that many people want to turn you into a tool."

There are many ways to change people's consciousness in the Church of Evening Bell.

Even some hunters have this ability.

Ryan said stubbornly: "I, Ryan, have never been afraid of trouble!"

He said so, but he was thinking in his heart: "These mental illnesses of Mu Zhong are really difficult to deal with. I guess electrotherapy is useless for them. It's time to prescribe some medicine for them. I will go to sleep in my dream at night." Call the director and ask him what medicine to prescribe."

"Wait... I'm also the director, why can't I just prescribe medicine for them?"

Thinking of this, Ryan's eyes lit up, and he looked at James.

He wanted to ask James what kind of medicine he usually likes to take, but he was worried that asking such "unprofessional" questions just after he was promoted would not have a good impact.

So Ryan cleared his throat and said nonchalantly, "Patient James, I'm thirsty, where is our kitchen at Twilight Bell?"

James struggled and said, "Thirsty? Why are you going to the kitchen when you're thirsty? Just boil some water and drink it."

Ryan said disdainfully: "You know what, I only drink tap water."

As he said that, he asked tentatively again: "Oh, yes... I'm going out for a while and I'll buy you some delicious food. Do you want to go with me?"

James didn't think too much: "I think I must follow you, so as to save you from causing trouble."

Ryan snorted: "Then I won't go, I'll go at night when I'm dreaming."

James:? ? ?