Chapter 725: Priest and Dog Nose

"May God bless you, Amen!"

The priest closed the Bible. Today is Sunday, and there are still quite a few people in the church; these people are residents living nearby.

Although some believers had slight complaints about the priest wearing tea-colored sunglasses to host Sunday activities, there was no passage in the Bible telling people that wearing glasses is blasphemy against God and is not allowed.

Moreover, it is not that there are no priests who wear nearsighted glasses among the entire clergy, and there are quite a few.

Many clergy members used to read scriptures under dim candlelight, which led to poor eyesight for many people.

Could it be that it's okay for them to wear nearsighted glasses, but it's not okay for this priest to just change the color of the lenses?

He picked up the Bible and prepared to leave, but a couple came over, "Priest..."

The priest stopped and turned to look at the young couple in front of him, "Can I help you with anything?"

The young couple whispered, "I don't know how to say it."

The priest's gaze lingered on the two for a moment, "Come with me, let's go to the back and talk."

The three came to a room behind the church. The priest let the two sit down, "Except for me, only God can hear your voices here. Now tell me, what do you want to say?"

The husband glanced at his wife, "Actually, we found a bar in town."

"There are a few believers we previously thought were pious who are drinking in the bar." After the man finished speaking, there was a look of regret on his face.

Prohibition plus the religious opposition to drinking made him also reject those who drink.

If it were just strangers, he might not care too much.

There are people in this world who are tempted by the devil to fall into hell every day, and it's not like there are only a few of them.

But when he discovered that those who frequented the bar were actually fellow believers who usually participated in activities together, he felt very uncomfortable.

The devil's power is too strong; even pious believers couldn't resist and fell into the abyss.

The eyes behind the tea-colored sunglasses narrowed slightly, and the colored glass hid the dangerous gaze in the slits of his eyes.

"What a heartbreaking piece of news. I didn't expect their will to be so unsteady. I will talk to them."

"Thank you for telling me this, so that these lost souls will not fall deeper and deeper!"

He paused, "I heard that your child can be baptized?"

"If you need it, please contact me."

The father and mother nodded, and he asked again, "Then... is there anything else?"

The two said there was nothing else, so the priest sent them out.

After he returned to the room and closed the door, he frowned and cursed a dirty word!

In the Shengzhong Party, priests are often gang members at the cadre level.

Usually, they appear in the image of a priest, but they manage their own area.

In other words, this Potato Town under his feet is his territory, and there is no gang invasion here.

The Shengzhong Party is exclusive; they refuse to have other gangs in their territory. Plus, the population of this town is actually not large, and after having the Shengzhong Party, it cannot attract people from other gangs, so they are the only gang.

And this also makes the people in the town believe that all this is a miracle!

Because they believe in God, God protects them and does not let them be disturbed by gangs, which also makes some people's faith increasingly pious.

Usually, what the priest does every day is check the bar's accounts to see if those brats have gone too far.

He knows that those people will deduct a part from the business revenue, maybe a few dollars, ten or twenty dollars, thirty or fifty dollars are all possible.

As long as it is not too much, he will not say anything. The bar brings him and the gang a lot of profit, and it is not impossible for the people below to share a little.

Just like the accounts he gives to the gang every month, he will also deduct a little.

It's just that these bastards are getting bolder and bolder, actually making it to the extent that even ordinary people know.

The towns of the Federation are indeed a closed world. For those who have lived in the town since childhood, leaving the town to go to the city is like going to another world, full of incredulity and anxiety!

There is even a special psychological illness in the Federation, which refers to some people who cannot leave the town where they live.

When they step on the road to leave the town and are about to leave the scope of the town, they will panic, feel uncomfortable, and may even faint.

But this is not a reason for them to be so unscrupulous!

He sat in his chair. It was still morning, and the sunlight shone in from the window behind him, casting his shadow on the table in front of him.

He opened the drawer, which contained an ivory-handled carved revolver, some scattered bullets, a pack of cigarettes, and a silver lighter.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then exhaled slowly.

The exhaled smoke column had a more concrete shape in the sunlight and sprayed a long distance.

He leaned back in his chair, with his back to the sunlight, giving a strong contrast; he was the darkness in that group of sunlight!

After taking two puffs of the cigarette, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The moment the number was connected, he began to curse. After cursing for a while, he said, "I said, it must be hidden. Why does a farmer in the countryside know where our bar is now?"

"Are you planning to tell everyone that we opened a bar in the town, and then let those idiots call the police to catch us?"

"Fuck!"

"Clean it up for me now, change to another place, and strictly follow our regulations, only open after nightfall."

"If I let me know again that someone found out you didn't follow the rules."

"I will apply for purification for you."

The young man on the other side of the receiver was so scared that his voice was trembling, "I know, I will never dare again."

The purification ceremony of the Shengzhong Party is their honorary killing ceremony. They will cut off people's tongues, dig out their eyes, and poke their ears deaf.

Then use needles and hemp rope to sew up the mouth, eyes, and ears.

Finally, they will be tied to a wooden cross, piled with firewood around him, and then ignited.

This is not a fast process; on the contrary, it will be very long. The temperature of the flame is constantly rising, and people will feel intense pain.

These pains will last for a long time, and accompanied by their violent breathing, the ignited air will also be inhaled into their bodies, burning their mucous membranes and lungs.

It will take at least ten minutes for a person to die completely. This is also one of the terrorist means used by the Shengzhong Party to warn those gang members.

They will tell those gang members that if they violate the gang's rules, they may be purified!

So when the priest said this, the guy on the other end of the phone was already trembling with fear.

"Move immediately."

He said, shaking his head, and put down the phone.

The sales of alcohol in the town are very stable, with hundreds of dollars every day, and sometimes more, such as before and after the Holy Agriculture Festival, or when some kind of economic crop is harvested.

When people have money in their hands, they will promote consumption.

Overall, it is around twenty thousand dollars a month. Although it is indeed much worse than bars in big cities, such as those bars in Jincheng that can have an income of thousands or tens of thousands in one night.

But this is just a town!

The Federation has the most towns, not cities.

Likai State has about seven hundred towns, which are mainly distributed in the central and northern regions of Likai State, because the south is almost all coastal areas.

Those places are dominated by urban economy, not the township economy dominated by agriculture and animal husbandry.

In the territory of the Shengzhong Party, there are more than four hundred towns. If each town can hand over ten thousand dollars to them every month, the profit they get from the town level every month exceeds four million.

Added to the profit brought by the urban areas under control, it is also about seven or eight million, or even more.

This money is really not a small amount.

For this era, but for Joshua who wants to gain higher social status and greater influence, it is still not enough. This is also why he agreed when he heard that there was an opportunity to infiltrate Jincheng.

A two hundred million market!

He dreams of it!

The priest has no other hobbies. No matter what the Shengzhong Party is "condensed" for, at least when they choose to use religion as an outer garment, they will more or less restrain some of the members'... thoughts.

Of course, people of color are not within their gospel. Except for the farms, there are basically no people of color in the areas controlled by the Shengzhong Party.

Schools in many towns even prohibit children of color from enrolling, let alone enterprises or small shops here, which also refuse to recruit people of color.

The only place in this area where they can find work is the farm.

Doing the most tiring and dirty work, just like their ancestors, doing farm work while singing.

The few differences between now and the past are that their ancestors were provided with food and housing, father died and son inherited, an iron rice bowl that was guaranteed regardless of drought or flood.

When they reached the age suitable for marriage, the farm owner would also get them some girls so that they could start a family and continue to multiply their offspring.

And now, they can get some salary, but they need to solve the problem of eating by themselves, and even the problem of accommodation. Finding no work and starving has become the norm.

Some people of color are even confused about the mental state of their ancestors. Under some extreme ideas, they even think that the abolition of slavery is a conspiracy of the Federation people against them!

There are some farmers of color outside Potato Town, and they have always been safe as long as they work honestly.

The priest read some letters from believers, answered some of their questions, and then let the nun send these letters out.

Some are in the town, and the post office in the town will immediately arrange for people to send them.

!

Some are on farms outside the town, which need to be a little later.

After finishing all the work of the day, the priest changed his clothes and left the church.

He is a priest, but also a gang member, and even an ordinary man. He also needs to have his own life.

He returned to his house next to the church. The house looks very ordinary and simple, with many religious ritual utensils inside, highlighting a hard and simple style.

But there is also a basement here. The truly luxurious things and things to enjoy are all in the basement.

He turned around in the house now, did what he should do, locked the door, and then came to the basement from behind the stairs leading to the second floor.

He leaned on that extremely comfortable huge soft leather sofa, picked up the remaining half of the cigar on the table, lit it and took a puff, picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass of whiskey, and the whole person relaxed at this moment.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the gospel of God, and the heavy bell that could penetrate people's souls.

"God..."

He sighed, the smoke in his mouth spread out as he spoke, a beautiful life.

He read the newspaper for a while today, then read two passages of scripture, then cleaned his body, and came to the room further inside.

The girl curled up by the bed looked at the priest numbly, and then slowly lay on the bed.

The priest was very satisfied. He walked to the bed and sat down, lovingly stroking the girl's hair, "These are actually not as difficult to accept as you imagined, right?"

The girl was traveling to the town from another place, was discovered by the priest, and then kidnapped and imprisoned in the basement, becoming the object of his venting.

He wants to maintain his image, but at the same time, masturbation is a sin in the doctrine, it is unclean, and a blasphemy against faith.

No matter what kind of sexual behavior it is, it should happen within the relationship of marriage, not through his own way.

If he solves it himself, then he must be whipped. He doesn't like to be whipped, and he doesn't want people in the town to know that he is actually not as holy as people imagine. He needs a way to vent.

Sometimes he will kidnap girls passing by, because he is also a person of high prestige in the local area. Even if someone calls the police, the police basically will not search his residence, and even if they search, they may not be able to find it.

Who can suspect a priest who has no problems other than liking to wear sunglasses?

But he is a man after all. He needs to solve this matter without violating the doctrine and without blaspheming the gods.

So he presided over the wedding between himself and this girl, so everything he did was reasonable, legal, and in line with the doctrine.

The girl would resist at first, but after being beaten hard several times and hungry several times, she compromised.

No one has ever tried, and hungry people will never know how painful hunger is. If it is an ordinary person, they can't stand that feeling at all.

The priest treated the girl like a treasure, and the girl also closed her eyes. She knew that if she endured it, it would pass.

Everything must be based on living.

When she was imprisoned, she found that there were traces of other women living here for a long time, but for some reason, she didn't see that person.

She had an uneasy guess, "the predecessor", was replaced by her.

Disappeared.

That's why she cooperated so much, everything was just to live.

Ten minutes later, when the priest's mind was full of God's gospel, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He turned his head and glanced, cursed twice in his heart, and then no longer restrained his yearning for holiness, held the reins in his hand tightly, and pulled hard.

The pain of the carriage made him get more enjoyment. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief, then simply cleaned himself and put on his clothes.

Looking at the priest's back as he left, the girl hurriedly began to clean herself. She was very worried, if she was pregnant, would there be an accident.

She didn't know, so she had to ensure she could live.

The doorbell of the room is connected to the basement. If he is in the basement, someone visits and he can also hear it, which well prevents the possibility of the basement being exposed.

He quickly closed the two doors, ensured that the basement would not be discovered, and then walked towards the gate while shouting "I'm coming...".

He didn't observe who was outside the door. He almost knew everyone in this town. If there was danger, he would have solved it long ago.

The door opened. Outside the door were a few young people. Looking at their sophisticated dress, it seemed they were not locals.

At this time, the priest's brain turned quickly. Was it to find that girl?

A trace of uneasiness rose in his heart. He looked at these people with suspicious and vigilant eyes, "Who are you..."

Before he finished speaking, a look of disgust and dissatisfaction appeared on his face. The guy in front of him stuck the nose booger he picked on the door.

Fuck!

He was no longer interested in saying anything to these few people, "It's too late, if there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow during the day."

As long as he closed the door, he would call the people in the gang, but it was clear that those people outside the door didn't intend to let him do that.

"There are some things we want to talk to you about." Hailamu pushed the door open and walked inside.

He seemed to smell something, and turned his head to glance at the priest with some doubt.

"Only you?"

The priest was stunned for a moment. He thought he guessed right, and hurriedly said, "Only me!"

"Everyone knows that I dedicated myself to the Lord..."

Hailamu glanced at Ailun. Ailun took two people and began to explore the house. The priest saw them breaking into his house and immediately became very unhappy.

"Who the hell are you?"

"If you don't say it again, I'm going to call the sheriff!"

He walked to the phone and picked it up. Just as his hand touched the dial, he slowly put the receiver down again, and then raised his hands.

His expression became uncertain, and finally decided to tell the truth, "I am a member of the Shengzhong Party. Do you know what you are doing?"

Ailun came out from upstairs and shook his head, "There is no one else in the room."

Hailamu used the hand holding the gun to point to the sofa opposite him, pressed down, signaling the priest to sit down.

The priest had no choice but to walk to the opposite of Hailamu and sit down, "If you leave now, I guarantee you can safely return to where you came from!"

Hailamu asked, "Where is the other person hiding?"

"Don't lie to me, or you will regret it!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 726 =====