I searched and fought in America.

Chapter 108 Shadow Judgment

Rosen's face instantly darkened to a grim degree.

He recalled the last time outside the Zion Chapel, when those thugs from the Fangs gang tried to forcibly take Pastor Mair away, only to be driven back by his gun.

At that time, he found it strange that in Texas, a true red state, pastors had extremely high prestige and status, especially pastors like Meyer who were almost saints. How could the Fangtooth gang dare to touch him?

If the Fangtooth gang dares to arrest him, they will inevitably face full retaliation from the entire local community.

Later, Fang seemed to have come to his senses and didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he didn't bother Mair for a long time.

But now Fang is dead.

The guy who was the second-in-command of the Fangtooth Gang took over the mess.

Then Meyer was arrested.

Rosen's mind raced, a variety of thoughts flashing through his head.

But before he could sort things out...

【Ding! 】

A system notification sounded in his mind.

You have triggered a temporary side quest: Save Priest Mair.

[Note: Temporary tasks have time limits. Failure to complete them within the specified time will have unpredictable consequences.]

[Quest Name: Saving Pastor Mair]

[Mission Introduction: Due to Fang's death, the Fang Gang's second-in-command, "Venomous Fang," has fallen into madness and grief. He remembers a wish his brother once had: that the most respected pastor in his former community, Mair, would offer a prayer for him. Therefore, he kidnaps Pastor Mair, intending to sacrifice him alive during the memorial service to appease his brother's spirit.]

[Quest Reward: Special Item - Sacred Tome]

[Task Time Limit: 6 hours]

[Mission Failed: Priest Mair Died]

Rosen's lips twitched violently.

Human sacrifice.

Another human sacrifice.

Are these gangsters all involved with cults?

But he did not hesitate.

I accepted the task directly.

Even without a mission, he would still go to rescue Mair.

A five-star theological talent.

This is a once-in-a-millennium event.

In the words of Dongda University, this is a figure on par with Zhuge Liang.

If someone like that were to die at the hands of those scumbags from the Fang Gang, Rosen couldn't even imagine how heartbroken he would be.

He looked up at Maurice, his tone becoming firm: "Maurice, go and do a few things right now."

Morris's expression hardened, and he had his pen ready.

"First, go and inform Cade, Wang Ling, and Caesar to assemble at the armory immediately."

"Second, pick ten of the best fighters from the gang, the kind who have seen blood and have real skills. Have them bring all the equipment they can carry and wait for me at the armory within ten minutes."

"third-

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Rosen paused, his gaze sharpening: "You stay here and are responsible for maintaining the operation of the sanctuary. You are in charge of handling everything tonight, especially that ball. Cancel it for me, just say I have an urgent matter."

Morris's hand trembled slightly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only nodded heavily: "Yes, Holy Father."

He turned and walked away quickly.

Only Rosen remained in the study.

He took a deep breath, and with a thought, opened his system inventory.

The purple item, a reward for completing the Chromie family quest, lay quietly in my backpack.

He clicked on the details.

[Item: Shadow Arbiter]

[Quality: Purple]

Type: Pistol

[Capacity: 15]

[Effect 1: Armor Penetration +35%. When a bullet hits a target, there is a 35% chance to ignore protective gear such as bulletproof vests and armor, dealing full damage directly.]

[Effect Two: Intense Pain Impact. Upon impact, the bullet releases a special energy pulse, causing the target intense pain (lasting 5 seconds). This effect ignores the target's pain threshold and is unbearable even for highly trained agents.]

Effect 3: Precise calibration. This gun has undergone special modifications, reducing recoil by 40% and increasing effective range to 100.

rice.】

[Value: 130000 Kazakhstani Credits]

[Note: This is a weapon born for slaughter; every bullet is a nightmare for the enemy.]

Rosen's eyes lit up.

Armor-piercing.

The shock of excruciating pain.

Precise calibration.

Each of these three effects is a powerful weapon in actual combat.

Especially the "ignores bulletproof vest" effect, in a country where everyone has a gun and many people wear bulletproof vests, this is practically a cheat code.

With a thought, the gun appeared in his hand.

It is entirely black with silver patterns on the gun body, giving it a faint, cold sheen under the light. The grip has anti-slip texture, making it feel excellent in the hand.

nice one.

He tucked the gun into his waistband and then quickly opened the trading post.

Now is not the time to save money.

He quickly searched and soon found what he needed.

[Item: Search Radar (Disposable)]

[Quality: Blue]

[Capacity: 5]

[Effect: After use, you can specify a particular target (person or object) to search for. The radar will display the target's location and surrounding environment in a three-dimensional format for 30 minutes.]

[Value: 39999 Kazakhstani Credits]

Rosen glanced at his bank balance.

There are 8.8 Kazakhstani kyats.

He placed the order without hesitation.

[Deduct 39999 Kazakhstani Credits]

The search radar has been saved to your inventory.

Rosen let out a breath.

Thankfully, this mission gave me 6 Kazakhstani coins, otherwise I would have really had to sell some things.

It seems I need to put the plan to open a shop in the trading house on the agenda as soon as possible.

He gathered his thoughts, turned and walked out of the study.

After passing through several alleys and winding through the maze, we arrived at an inconspicuous bungalow.

I pushed open a door disguised as a storage room, went down the stairs, and climbed a dozen or so steps.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

This is an underground space of about 100 square meters, with various firearms hanging on the surrounding walls, from pistols to submachine guns, from shotguns to sniper rifles, you name it.

Several large crates, filled with ammunition, were piled up in the corner.

There were also more than a dozen bulletproof vests hanging on the wall, black in color, looking a bit old, but well-maintained.

This is the armory left by Father Kevin.

It is also one of the Iron Claw Gang's most core trump cards.

In this country, guns are easy to get, but body armor is not so easy to obtain, especially military-grade body armor, each one is hard-won.

By this time, the basement was already full of people.

Cade was leaning against the wall, fiddling with an M4 assault rifle in his hand. When he saw Rosen come in, he raised his eyelids and nodded.

Wang Ling squatted in the corner, saying nothing, only gently wiping the dagger in his hand. The dagger gleamed, and there were faint blood grooves on the blade.

Caesar stood at the front, his 2.3-meter height resembling an iron tower. He wore an oversized bulletproof vest and held a modified shotgun in his hand.

Behind them stood ten carefully selected Iron Claw Gang elites, among whom Gabak was.

Everyone was dressed in black combat uniforms, with bulletproof vests on and camouflage paint on their faces, revealing only their sharp eyes.

He had a pistol holstered at his waist, held various long guns in his hands, and carried an ammunition pouch and a dagger on his back.

Fully armed.

A murderous aura emanated from them.

As soon as Rosen entered, all eyes turned to him.

In that gaze, there was reverence, expectation, and a resolute readiness to face death at any moment.

Rosen ignored them.

He walked straight to the wall, took down the last set of bulletproof vests, and skillfully put them on.

I fastened the buckle, adjusted the position, and moved my shoulders a bit. It fit perfectly.

Then he turned around and looked at the crowd.

"This operation was extremely dangerous."

His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed in the basement, and every word was clearly audible.

"We're going to rescue someone, someone who is of vital importance to the Ironclaw Sanctuary."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across each face: "His existence could even change the future of our sanctuary."

"so,"

He took a deep breath: "Is there anyone who wants to quit?"

No one speaks.

No one moved.

Even his eyes didn't change at all.

Thirteen iron guards, thirteen pairs of eyes, simply watched him silently.

That silence is more powerful than any vow.

Rosen's lips curled up slightly.

"it is good."

He drew the Shadow Arbiter, which he had just acquired, from his waist and weighed it in his hand: "Then let's set off."

"Target: Fang Gang's headquarters."

"Rescue Pastor Mair!"

He turned and strode toward the door.

Thirteen dark figures followed closely behind.

The footsteps were neat and powerful.