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Chapter 62 Open your heart?

A skinny man passed by Zhou Yun.

He pulled out the homemade automatic pistol hidden under his clothes and pulled the trigger at the Genestealer Bishop on the tower car.

Bang! ! !
The smell of gunpowder filled Zhou Yun's nose, flames lit up in the corners of his eyes, and heat spread across his cheeks.

Panicked voices rang out among the crowd around him, and the thick smoke temporarily blocked Zhou Yun's sight.

Assassination? Someone wants to assassinate the Genestealer Bishop?

Is it going to be a repeat of what happened to the third millennium legendary assassin, Yamagami Tetsuya?

This was the first thought that popped into Zhou Yun's mind.
He instantly felt that this was too risky. Using only a homemade automatic pistol to deal with a powerful psychic?
Genestealer bishops don't open up so easily.
Then, through the slightly lighter smoke, Zhou Yun saw the Genestealer guard in a gray-brown robe standing in the distance.
He stood there, staring at this side motionlessly.

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, then looked at the assassin who fired the gun.

The assassin did not cover his face, and there was no hatred towards the Genestealer Bishop on his skinny face. Instead, he looked at the tower cart nervously and worriedly.

fake!

This assassination was fake!
The assassination itself was arranged by the Genestealers themselves!
Why did they arrange this assassination?

Could it be that——————

Zhou Yun's brain was working rapidly and an idea popped up in an instant.

On the tower car,

The Genestealer Bishop slowly stood up, unharmed, and turned to look at the assassin who shot at her.
Under the astonished gaze of the surrounding residents, the Genestealer Bishop slowly opened his arms.
“The Four-Armed God Emperor whispered in my ear, allowing me to avoid disaster and continue to spread His gospel.”

"Sinner, how dare you hinder this sacred responsibility?"

The moment her voice rang out, a feeling of conviction rose in everyone's hearts.

"What kind of trick is this?" Monger covered his head slightly, sensing the psychic power mixed in the voice.

He noticed that neither Jeanne nor Zhou Yun were affected.

"The bewitching voice."

The same trick as Reina, using psychic energy to project will and manipulate the mind.

Zhou Yun has already developed resistance.

Jeanne seemed to have it, too.

After all, her spirit may have been tempered by the most powerful psychic in the world.

Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes and watched the bishop and the assassin continue their act.

The assassin pretended to be shocked and took a few steps back, aiming his automatic pistol at the Genestealer Bishop again.
Bang! ! !
The bullet whizzed out and shot at the Genestealer Bishop again.
The Genestealer Bishop simply waved her sleeves, and an invisible wave of air rippled in front of her.
The bullet seemed to have shot into a ball of sticky gel, slowly slowing down in mid-air and stopping in mid-air.

All the residents present watched this almost miraculous scene with bated breath.

"I am blessed by the Four-Armed Divine Emperor, sinner! Don't even think about hurting me—"

"Damn it! Bastard! How dare you assassinate the bishop!"

Before the Genestealer Bishop could finish his words, a burst of curses came from beside the assassin.

The assassin turned his head away in confusion. This scene wasn't in the script.

Then he saw a shoe sole getting bigger and bigger and kicking him in the face.

Amid the confused looks of the people around him and the Genestealer Bishop, Zhou Yun rushed out of the crowd and kicked the assassin on the head.

"How dare you assassinate the messenger of His Majesty the Four-Armed Divine Emperor!"

"If you dare to assassinate the bishop today, you will dare to assassinate the emperor tomorrow!"

"Heretic! Damn you!"

Zhou Yun cursed and kicked the assassin in the face, causing him to wail. The nearby residents were frightened by Zhou Yun's fanatical actions and did not dare to approach him for a while.

Even the Genestealer Bishop was unable to react in time, and the Genestealer Guards were too far away.

They stared in amazement as Zhou Yun pulled out a dagger from somewhere.
Before the assassin could react, he stabbed a dagger into his neck, grabbed his head and put it close to his ear.
"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't be afraid."

"Dizziness is normal."

Zhou Yun whispered in the assassin's ear, then deftly pulled out the dagger.

The assassin's pupils dilated and he fell to the ground, dead.

"Pooh!"

Zhou Yun spat in the assassin's face and kicked him in the head.

There was a deathly silence in the air.

Jeanne blinked her doe-like eyes in confusion. This was completely beyond her prediction.

Mengge opened his mouth wide and looked around like a fool, not understanding what Zhou Yun was doing.
The Genestealer Bishop was equally confused. How come the person she sent to pretend to be an assassin died?
Who is this man?
With blond hair and a majestic face, even the Genestealer Bishops were a little afraid of him.

Is he just a fanatical believer of the Four-Armed God Emperor?

The Genestealer Bishop's mind was in a mess, but the responsiveness brought by the genetic modification worked.
She stepped forward and shouted:

"A devout believer punished the assassin for me!"

"The Four-Armed Divine Emperor will bless him, and he will be rewarded!"

As he spoke, the bishop looked at Zhou Yun, smiled gently and nodded at him:
"O devout believer, when the mission is over, I will listen to your faith."

"Now, get back to the crowd."

The bishop used a seductive voice when speaking.

Zhou Yun was not affected, but still smiled slightly and returned to the crowd.

"What were you doing just now?"

Mengge hurriedly came to Zhou Yun and asked in a low voice:

"Could it be that the assassination was staged and directed by himself?"

He vaguely sensed something was wrong, but the residents around him did not.

They regarded this as a miracle and became even more fanatical.

Zhou Yun nodded slightly to Mengge, indicating that he guessed correctly.

The expression on Monger's face froze for a moment.
He was shocked by Zhou Yun's reaction.
"When you realized that the assassination was fake, you immediately decided to kill the assassin, making the bishop suffer a loss. At the same time, you still believed that you were a fanatical believer?"

Monger couldn't help but be amazed.

Zhou Yun actually took action in the blink of an eye and easily got a chance to talk face to face with the Genestealer Bishop.

This action and reaction ability are too strong.

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, pretending to look at the Genestealer Bishop on the tower car with piety.
The bishop began her preaching, and her persuasive voice was released through the loudspeakers of the missionaries around her.

"The day of ascension is near! The great messenger of God, the noble first prophet has arrived in the first district!"

The Genestealer Bishop cried out:
"Believers, men and women! The time for final redemption has arrived!"

"Convert to our true faith, and the first prophet will baptize you personally!"

"You will become the stepping stone to ascension, and your souls will be redeemed!"

The first prophet? A messenger of God? Baptized in person?

Hearing these words, Zhou Yun was slightly stunned.
The leader of the Genestealers is in the first zone. Is he going to personally inject corrupt genes into the new believers?
(End of this chapter)