American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

"Is this a skill my boss instilled in me?"

Shangmei was surprised.

She really liked the superpower that suddenly appeared.

She smelled the stench of evil and hurried forward.

Her physical condition improved fivefold, making her incredibly fast.

At this moment, even the fastest man in the world probably couldn't catch up with her.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

Ahead, a small grove of trees appeared.

"The smell of evil is in the grove."

Seeing the dimly lit grove, Shangmei felt no fear whatsoever.

next moment.

Shangmei plunged into the grove and continued running forward.

Ten seconds later, a dilapidated little wooden house appeared before her eyes.

She sniffed.

"It tastes like three people."

"One of them was a woman."

at this time.

A series of childish pleas for mercy and screams of agony echoed from behind the small wooden house.

in danger?

Shangmei didn't have time to think anymore and rushed forward, arriving at the back of the cabin in less than two seconds.

The scene that greeted her filled her with immense anger.

A boy, about ten years old and wearing a school uniform, was being pinned to the ground by a middle-aged man dressed as a priest.

boom!

boom!

That middle-aged man was extremely ruthless.

A punch, a kick.

He kicked the little boy hard.

Furthermore, he held nothing back with every strike, using tremendous force.

They showed no regard for the fact that the other person was just a ten-year-old child.

The little boy's fragile body could hardly withstand such an attack.

He was in immense pain, constantly begging the middle-aged man for mercy, and crying incessantly.

can.

all of these.

But this did not earn them the slightest pity.

The middle-aged man seemed like a ruthless demon, and his attacks on the little boy became even more ferocious.

"Serves you right for looking around and wandering around!"

"I warn you, you are not allowed to tell anyone else what you saw today."

Otherwise, I will take your life.

The middle-aged man stopped, panting.

He threatened the little boy, who was covered in bruises.

"Jung-jiu!"

After seeing the little boy's face clearly.

Shangmei's eyes blazed with fury, her hands clenched tightly as she ran quickly forward.

She knew both the little boy and the middle-aged priest.

The little boy's name is Zheng Jiu. He has a very good relationship with her and always calls her "sister." He is very well-behaved.

The priest was a minor leader in the church, named Zhao Tai.

Because of his ruthless methods and vicious nature, he was deeply loved by the priest.

If someone in the church makes a mistake, that person will be severely punished.

Every time Shangmei met Zhao Tai, he would give her a wicked look and a strange smile.

It made her feel very disgusted.

at this time.

Upon seeing that the other party had used such a vicious method to beat Jeong-gu.

heart.

They were even more furious.

New and old grudges combined.

She darted forward and arrived beside the two of them.

"Stop it!"

"Let go of that boy!"

An enraged Shangmei took several steps and stood in front of the little boy.

"elder sister......"

Behind.

The little boy spoke weakly.

"Sister, you must leave quickly, he's a demon."

He will hurt you.

Seeing that Jeong-gu's injuries were so severe.

But he was still worried about himself.

This caused Shangmei immense grief, and at the same time, it intensified her resentment towards Zhao Tai.

"It's you?"

"Oh, it's Miss Shangmei."

The emergence of Chaumet.

This surprised Zhao Tai.

Seeing the other person's attempt to resist, a strange smile crept onto his face.

as if.

I saw a weak little lamb, seemingly launching an attack on a ferocious big gray wolf.

"Miss Shangmei, do you realize that your current behavior is betraying the priest's expectations of you?"

Pooh!

Shang Mei spat and didn't bother to say anything more to Zhao Tai.

She clenched her fist and punched Zhao Tai.

The power within the body.

This made her incredibly confident at that moment!

"They're really overestimating themselves."

Zhao Tai smiled dismissively.

A frail girl.

To attack her?

Even if you stand still.

The opponent's weak force struck him.

It doesn't hurt or itch.

He was the church's top enforcer.

His combat skills far surpass those of ordinary people.

One against five is no problem.