Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"Self-cultivation for an exorcist ()"

"I think I can do it too!"

Father Tony was infected by Tom's words.

The red light district had been completely abandoned by them after the two strayed into the underground bar with only men.

Can be relative.

In the huge New York City, there are very few choices for them.

Either call for door-to-door service, or take the initiative.

The former is too expensive...

The latter, that is now.

Father Tony and Tom looked at each other, showing the same mysterious smile.

"I think we're wearing a little too much clothes."

"So I've started taking it off."

"Don't say it, it's fucking exciting."

After the voice fell to the ground.

Father Tony and Tom searched for targets separately.

This is a no-nonsense party.

It advocates applauding for love and singing the praises of freedom.

As long as everyone sees it right, everything is ok.

Although the party has not officially started yet, and the person hosting the party has not appeared, many men and women have gathered together and whispered.

Tom is bolder than Father Tony.

He soon hooked up with three white women, telling some dirty jokes from time to time, making each other laugh.

It's almost at the door.

And Father Tony also began to look for his own target.

He walked up to a young Caucasian woman smoking a cigarette, put his hands up a strand of hair along his cheeks, and said energetically, "Hi, my name is Tony, are you interested in making friends?"

The young Caucasian woman blew out a smoke ring, and said with a little disdain: "I don't want to meet an old man who is old enough to be my father, so I should find someone else to strike up a conversation with."

Father Tony's eyelids twitched wildly.

Don't old people deserve to have love these days?

He snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Young people are superficial...

But next...

Father Tony suffered a severe beating in reality, and all the young women were not interested in him because he was too old.

Although the party is very informal.

But most people's preferences are still very serious.

Father Tony was very helpless, so he had to sit alone in the corner of the sofa, looking at his good brother Tom who was already hugging left and right, not to mention how envious his eyes were.

"If I were twenty years younger, I'd be more popular than Tom."

His tone was sour.

Envious and jealous.

Unable to help, he thought to himself: "I was careless this time, next time I must dye my hair, go to a beauty parlor for a facelift, and then draw a new shape. Then I will change another name, I don't believe it. You can't have sex with these young women."

"Damn it, Tom was right."

"They should be divorced."

have to say.

As Tom's time went by, Father Tony's faith became more and more thoroughly corroded.

This immoral thought deepened in Father Tony's heart just after Tom reminded him.

Even a plan of action has been thought out.

But at this moment, Father Tony suddenly noticed some strange symbols on the walls and ceiling inside the party.

Those symbols kind of look like the eyes of some kind of animal.

But the pupils are very large, and the eyelids appear very dark.

Very hollow.

Immediately, Father Tony frowned and recalled carefully.

"I seem to have seen this pattern somewhere."

"It's a bit like Vaderism...but it's different. Vaderism is a six-pointed star, and it's not Satanism."

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much, this kind of party is so strange?"

His priestly instinct told Father Tony that this place was not normal.

But unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything abnormal.

And the cults in New York are only those of Vader Sect. Now that Vader Sect is completely cold, it can't be another cult organization, right?

Father Tony shook his head secretly: "I really think too much, what kind of cult organization,

This kind of party is going to happen, and if this is the case, then the members of this cult are too cool. "

The temptation to go whoring for nothing every day is not something ordinary people can resist.

while thinking.

Father Tony watched Tom take the two white women to the corner, and quickly took off his clothes.

The technique is extremely skilled.

He was amazed.

"I said he got the invitation letter so quickly, so he is a regular customer..."

Sudden.

The lights on the party ceiling flickered for a moment.

The light is focused on one point.

A woman in a black mink fur coat with heavy make-up twisted her waist and walked over.

She was about forty years old.

But the makeup technique is good, and it looks special.

"Everyone, today is the eightieth time we have held a party this year, but I want to tell you a very bad news. From this time on, our party will be a real-name membership system."

"If you still want to continue to party and enjoy freedom and happiness, you can choose to join us."

As she spoke, the woman stretched out her index finger and made a hissing gesture between her lips.

All eyes were on this middle-aged woman.

Including Father Tony.

Looking at this scene, he thought to himself: "Join a member? Is it so advanced?"

Only Tom in the corner worked hard, not wanting to disperse any energy.

The middle-aged woman noticed that there were two more strange faces in the crowd, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in their eyes.

Especially staying on Father Tony for a second.

She said: "It looks like we have some new faces in our party, why don't you introduce yourself?"

hear this.

The rest turned to look at Father Tony.

As for Tom, who is working hard, it doesn't look like he has time to introduce himself.

Being watched by so many people, Father Tony coughed pretendingly calmly, and said, "Hmm... My name is Tony Keanu Reeves, and I'm a priest in Northbrook. If there is a church here Believers, you can find me for in-depth exchanges.”

This made everyone laugh.

The middle-aged woman suppressed her smile even more, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Hello, Father Tony. Although I am not a believer in the church, I think we can communicate in depth."

for a while.

All of them showed their splendor.

Although they don't know much about the initiator of this party, they also know that the other party is very rich, absolutely rich.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually fell in love with an old man who was only sixty years old.

Is this a little too much?

Father Tony became even more ecstatic, it turned out that this woman is so good...

"Come on, let's talk now!"

He can't wait.

The middle-aged woman smiled mysteriously, walked up to Father Tony, and dragged him into the upstairs room of the party.

Tom on the side is still working hard.

A few minutes later.

upstairs……

Father Tony had already taken off his clothes. He was lying on the bed with an excited face, watching the middle-aged woman slowly take off her dress.

The other party smiled slightly, and then completely took off the hem of the skirt.

"You can call me Emily."

Father Tony said perfunctorily: "Well, hello Emily, let's start quickly."

Emily nodded, then turned her back and unbuttoned her tube top.

But the moment she turned around.

Father Tony's face became extremely exciting.

He saw, behind Emily, there was a pattern of eyes.

And, he finally remembered what the pattern of the eyes represented.

"That... I almost forgot to wear a condom. I'll ask my friend for some. Wait for me for a while."

Emily turned her back to doubts and said, "No need, I have a safe day today."

Father Tony quickly put on his clothes and said, "No, no, no... I'm sick... I'm afraid I'll infect you."

hear this.

Emily's face turned green...

She hooked up with Father Tony because she happened to meet him, but the purpose was not pure, but what she didn't expect was that this bad old man was actually sick...

real or fake?