"Today, I gathered everyone together to say something. I hope that all colleagues in the church can implement it seriously and not cause trouble to the priests." Wang Xu stood in front of everyone, without any stage fright, and looked like a matter of course.
appearance.
It was Monday afternoon. Wang Xu gathered all the believers from the Mentougou (where Housangyu Church is located) church - a total of sixty-five people - into the church. You have to ask him how he got together these gangsters.
, that’s not difficult. According to their contact information, he sent a notice to every household, the content of which was roughly: If you don’t come to the meeting today, I will kick you out of the church.
"Hey! Boy! Who are you? Why should we listen to you?" A member of the congregation stood up.
Wang Xu said: "You can call me Atkinson. Father Charlie and Father Thomas have given me full authority to manage you."
"Boy, you still have a foreign name? Bastard! Hahaha!" the person who just asked the question shouted, and a burst of ridicule broke out from the crowd.
Wang Xu took a few steps forward, came to the man, and said in a very amiable manner: "We religious people should have a calmer mentality. We are all the people of God. We need peace and harmony. So?
… If you apologize for the personal attack just now, I won’t mind pardoning you.”
The person who basically didn't understand Wang Xu's words probably didn't understand it. He stepped forward and pushed Wang Xu: "What are you talking about? You look like a bear, and you don't want me to listen to you.
Who doesn’t know me, Mr. Pang? Why don’t you go out and ask around?”
He only uttered half a curse word, and Wang Xu's hand was already pressed on his face. Just like a human being attacked by a larval alien, his eyes, mouth, and nose were all tightly blocked, and
No matter how hard he struggled, Wang Xu's hand never moved an inch.
Thirty seconds later, this man was already out of breath. The veins on his neck popped out, and his eyes were probably becoming bloodshot. At this time, a strong man rushed up next to him. He seemed to be with Pang Er.
He rolled up his sleeves and hit Wang Xu on the back of the head with a fist as big as a casserole. When he hit him, he didn't forget to shout: "You're looking for your fucking death!"
Wang Xu yawned, and when the opponent's fist was about to hit him, he took a slight step forward. Before the opponent could make any reaction after the attack failed, Wang Xu's other hand had already moved down from top to bottom.
The top of his head was slapped.
Naturally, the slap hit hard, and the big man was immediately knocked unconscious and fell straight to the ground, motionless.
The crowd around him calmed down immediately. Wang Xu snorted coldly and let go of Pang Er. The latter only had one breath left, his face had turned from blue to purple, and he fell to the ground gasping for air for a long time.
"Don't worry, merciful Lord, teach me to forgive you..." Wang Xu looked at the two people on the ground with extremely wretched eyes, stretched out his hand, pointed at them with a contemptuous gesture and said: "So... I forgive you.
you……"
Although 90% of the local gangsters believe that the set of Wangba boxing they have practiced in many years of fighting is considered superior martial arts, Pang Er is definitely not one of them because his family was quite rich when he was a child.
I hired a master who traveled around the world to teach me some boxing skills. This gave Pang Er a more accurate definition of the word "master".
He knew clearly that he was only a second-rate expert, but the big man who helped him just now was a first-rate expert. As for the other people present, they were either second-rate or not at all...
But no matter what, Pang Er couldn't understand Wang Xu's skill. It seemed that it was no longer a state that could be achieved by practicing martial arts. His every move did not reveal any style of a martial arts practitioner. He was like a person with natural supernatural power.
A monster that is stronger than you, and has faster speed and reaction than you, is enough to kill you a hundred times.
"Second Master Pang, will you obey my management now, or will you let me invite you out of the church?" Wang Xu specially emphasized the word "please".
Pang Er nodded: "I'm convinced... I'm convinced... whatever you say is fine..."
Wang Xu laughed so hard that his eyes almost disappeared. He returned to the position where he originally spoke: "Does anyone here have any objections to my management?"
There was only the sound of swallowing in the crowd, and if you listened carefully, you could see that many people were trembling... Even the notoriously ruthless character Pang Er had given in. Who would dare to be so prickly as to ask for trouble?
Wang Xu sat on the highest seat in the middle. He leaned there in a very comfortable posture and cast a condescending and lustful look at the crowd...
"From today on, you can call me - Godfather."
There was silence in the crowd. Wang Xu saw this and sneered: "I know... Silence doesn't mean that I don't have an opinion, but sometimes I think it would be better not to say it. But if you think that I don't know the truth, then you are insulting me.
of wisdom!”
Some people lowered their heads subconsciously, with fear in their eyes...
Wang Xu continued: "I know your purpose of joining the church, your understanding of faith, and what you do in daily life. If you are lucky and think that there are some things in this world that are only known by heaven and earth,
, that’s a big mistake, I put this sentence here today, this is the only time, you all have to remember... I know everything!"
Perhaps even Wang Xu himself did not notice that the power of domination had unintentionally affected everyone present, and their souls were going through a process, which was "surrender".
“In any case, from today on, I don’t want anyone to steal or kidnap in the name of the church, nor do I want anyone to harass women from good families or women from bad families… You must attend church on time every week.
Worship, listen carefully to the priest's sermon, and learn the principles of life from the teachings. Instead of going through the church and turning yourself into a scumbag who does not need to obey the law.
When you do what I say, you will be kind, decent, and decent people who will be welcome everywhere, and I, your godfather, will be responsible for protecting you from all kinds of 'man-made' misfortunes.
That’s what I can promise.”
After Wang Xu finished speaking, he slowly left everyone's sight step by step until the sound of his footsteps completely disappeared. No one in the church hall dared to move even half a minute, and even their necks were stiff...
Since that day, this group of believers...or this group of hooligans, all of a sudden changed their ways, from "hidden dangers to social security" to "four young people of the new era", not to mention bullying and dominating, even if they are allowed to vomit everywhere
I don’t even dare to spit out phlegm.
The title of "Godfather" did not become as popular as Wang Xu expected, and people gave him a more famous nickname: "The White-haired Devil".
