Chapter 722 The Priest and the Dog’s Nose
“May God bless you, Amen!”

The priest closed the Bible. Today was Sunday and there were still quite a few people in the church. They were all residents living nearby.

Although some believers have some complaints about priests wearing brown sunglasses to preside over Sunday services, there is no passage in the Bible that tells people that wearing glasses is blasphemy against God and is not allowed.

Besides, there are priests who wear glasses among the entire clergy, and there are quite a few of them.

Previously, many clergymen read scriptures under dim candlelight, which resulted in poor eyesight for many of them.

Is it okay for them to wear myopia glasses? Is it 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 and said, “Father…”

The priest stopped and turned to look at the young couple in front of him. “How can I help you?”

The young couple whispered, “I don’t know what to say.”

The priest’s gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, “Come with me, we’ll talk in the back.”

The three of them came to a room at the back of the church. The priest asked them to sit down and said, “Besides me, only God can hear your voices. 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 people who we used to think are devout believers. They are drinking in the bar,” the man said with a look of pity on his face.

Prohibition, coupled with religious opposition to drinking, made him repulsive to those who drank.

If it was just a stranger, he probably wouldn’t care too much.

Every day in this world, there are people who are lured by demons and fall into hell. A few of these won’t make a difference.

But when he found out that the people who came in and out of the bar were actually his church members who usually attended activities with him, he felt very uncomfortable.

The devil’s power was so strong that even the devout believers could not resist it and fell into the abyss.

His eyes were slightly narrowed behind the brown sunglasses, and the colored glass hid the dangerous look in his eyes.

“It’s really heartbreaking news. I didn’t expect their will was so weak. I will talk to them.”

“Thank you for telling me this, so that these lost souls won’t fall deeper and deeper!”

He paused, “I heard your children can be baptized?”

“Please contact me if you need anything.”

The two of them nodded, and he asked again, “So…is there anything else?”

The two said they had nothing else to do, so the priest sent them out.

When he returned to the room, closed the door, frowned and cursed!
In the Holy Bell Gang, priests are often already cadre-level gang members.

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

In other words, the potato town under his feet is his territory, and there is no gang invasion here.

The Saint Bell Gang is exclusive. They refuse to allow other gangs to exist in their territory. In addition, the population of this town is not that large, and the presence of the Saint Bell Gang cannot attract people from other gangs, so they are the only gang.

This also made the people in the town believe that all this was a miracle!
Because they believe in God, God protects them and prevents them from being harassed by gangs, which also makes some people’s faith more devout.

What the priest has to do every day is to check the bar bills to see if those bad boys have gone too far.

He knew that those people would deduct a portion of the business proceeds, maybe a few dollars, a dozen dollars, or even thirty or fifty dollars.

As long as it’s not too excessive, he won’t say anything. The bar has brought him and the gang a lot of profits, so it’s not a problem for his subordinates to share a little bit.

Just like he would deduct a little from the bill he paid to the gang every month.

It’s just that these bastards are becoming more and more daring, to the point where even ordinary people know about it.

The town in the Federation is indeed a closed world. For people who have lived in the town since childhood, leaving the town and going to the city is like going to another world, full of wonder and uneasiness!
There is even a specific mental illness in the Federation where some people are unable to leave the town where they live.

When they set out on the road leaving the town and are about to leave the town, they will feel anxious, uncomfortable, and may even faint.

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

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

He opened the drawer and found an ivory-handled carved revolver, with some scattered bullets, a pack of cigarettes, and a silver lighter next to it.

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

The smoke column took on a more specific shape in the sunlight and sprayed a long distance.

He leaned back in the chair with his back to the sunlight, giving people a very strong contrast. He was the darkness in the sunlight!
After taking two puffs of his cigarette, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The moment the number was connected, he began to curse. After cursing for a long time, he said, “I said that we must keep it secret. Why does a farmer in the countryside know where our bar is now?”

“Are you gonna tell everyone we opened a fucking bar in town and have those idiots call the cops on us?”

“Fake!”

“I will clean up now and move to another place. Then we will strictly abide by our regulations and open for business after nightfall.”

“If I find out again, someone will find out that you guys are not following the rules.”

“I will apply for purification for you.”

The young man on the other end of the phone was so frightened that his voice began to tremble. “I know. I won’t dare to do it again.”

The purification ritual of the Holy Bell Party is their honor killing ritual. They will cut off people’s tongues, dig out their eyes, and poke out their ears.

Then use a needle and twine to sew the mouth, eyes, and ears.

Finally they would be tied to a wooden cross, with firewood piled around him and then set on fire.

This is not a quick process, on the contrary it will be long, the flames will continue to rise, and people will feel severe pain.

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

It would take at least ten minutes for a person to die completely, and this was one of the horrific methods used by the Holy Bell Gang to warn those gang members.

They would tell the gang members that if they broke the gang’s rules, they might be purged!
So when the priest said this, the guy on the other end of the phone was so scared that his voice started to tremble.

“Move immediately.”

He shook his head and put down the phone.

The sales of alcohol in the town are very stable, reaching several hundred yuan every day, and sometimes even more, such as around the Holy Farmer’s Day, or when certain cash crops are harvested.

When people have money, it will promote consumption.

In general, it is around 20,000 yuan per month, which is indeed a lot less than the bars in big cities, such as those in Jingang City, which can earn thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan a night.

But it’s just a town!
The majority of the federation’s population consists not of cities but of towns.

There are about seven hundred towns in Likale State, which are mainly distributed in the north-central area of ​​Likale State, because the south is almost all coastal areas.

Those places are dominated by urban economy, rather than rural economy based on agriculture and animal husbandry.

There are more than 400 towns in the Holy Bell Party’s territory. If every town can pay them 10,000 yuan per month, the profit they make from the towns at this level will exceed 4 million yuan per month.

Adding the profits brought by the controlled cities, it would be almost seven or eight million, or even more.

This amount of money is really not small.

For this era, it is still not enough for Joshua to obtain a higher social status and greater influence. This is why when he heard that there was an opportunity to infiltrate Jingang City, he agreed.

A market of 200 million!

He wants it in his dreams!

The priest has no other hobbies. No matter what the reason for the “cohesion” of the Holy Bell Party is, at least when they choose to use religion as a cover, they will more or less restrain some of the members’… thoughts.

Of course, dark-skinned people were not included in their gospel. In the areas controlled by the Holy Bell Party, there were basically no dark-skinned people except on the farms.

Many schools in the town even prohibit children with dark skin from enrolling, not to mention that the businesses and small shops here also refuse to hire people with dark skin.

The only place where they could find work in the area was on farms.

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

The only difference between now and the past is that their ancestors had food and shelter, their fathers passed on their inheritance, and they had a stable job that guaranteed a steady income regardless of drought or flood.

When they reach the age to get married, the farmers will get them some girls so that they can start a family and continue to reproduce.

Now, they can get some salary, but they need to solve their own food and even accommodation problems. It has become the norm for them to go hungry because they cannot find a job.

Some dark-skinned people even became confused about the mental state of their ancestors. In some extreme cases, they even believed that the abolition of slavery was a conspiracy against them by the federal government!
There are some dark-skinned farmers outside Potato Town, and they have always been at peace with each other as long as they work honestly.

The priest read some letters from believers, answered some of their questions, and then asked the nun to mail the letters.

Some are right in town, and the post office in the town will arrange for someone to deliver them immediately.

Some are on farms outside of town and will need to be delivered later.

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

He is a priest, but he is also a gangster and an ordinary man who needs to have his own life.

He returned to his house next to the church. The house looked very ordinary and simple, with many religious ritual utensils in it, highlighting his simple and frugal style.

But there is also a basement here, and the real luxurious things, the things of enjoyment, are all in the basement.

He now walked around the house, did what he needed to do, locked the door, and then went down the stairs to the second floor and into the basement.

He leaned back on the extremely comfortable huge soft leather sofa, picked up the half-smoked cigar that was left on the table, lit it and took a puff, then picked up the glass and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He completely relaxed at this moment.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the gospel of God and the heavy sound of the bell that could penetrate people’s souls.

“Oh, God……”

He sighed, the smoke from his mouth dissipated as he spoke, what a wonderful life.

He looked at today’s newspaper for a while, then read two passages of scripture, then cleaned himself and went to a room further inside.

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

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

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

He wanted to maintain his own image, but at the same time in doctrine self-desecration was a sin, uncleanness, and blasphemy against the faith.

No matter what kind of sexual behavior it is, it should take place within the marriage relationship, and not on your own.

If he solved it himself, he would have to be whipped. He didn’t like being whipped, but he didn’t want the people in the town to know that he was not as holy as people imagined. He needed a way to vent.

He would sometimes kidnap passing girls and take them away. Because he was a highly respected person in the local area, even if someone called the police, the police would basically not search his residence, and even if they did, they might not be able to find him.

Who could doubt a priest who had no problems other than liking to wear sunglasses?

But he is a man after all, and he needs to resolve this matter without violating doctrine or blaspheming God.

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

The girl resisted at first, but after being severely beaten and starved several times, she finally compromised.

Those who have never experienced hunger will never know how painful it is. Ordinary people simply cannot bear that feeling.

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

Everything should be based on living.

When she was imprisoned, she found that there were actually signs of other women living here for a long time, but for some reason, she did not see that person.

She had a guess that made her uneasy, “the ex”, and she got rid of it.

Disappeared.

That’s why she cooperated so well, all just to stay alive.

Ten minutes later, when the priest’s mind was filled with God’s gospel, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He turned his head to take a look, cursed in his heart, then no longer restrained his yearning for the sacred, tightly grasped the reins in his hands, and pulled hard.

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

Watching the priest’s departing back, the girl quickly began to clean herself up. She was worried that if she got pregnant, something might happen.

She didn’t know, so she had to make sure she survived.

The doorbell of the room is connected to the basement. If he is in the basement, he can hear someone visiting, which can effectively prevent the possibility of the basement being exposed.

He quickly closed the two doors, making sure that the basement would not be discovered, and then walked towards the door while shouting “I’m coming…”

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

The door opened, and outside came a few young men. Judging from their well-dressed appearance, they didn’t seem to be locals.

At this moment, the priest’s mind started working quickly. Is he here to find that girl?

He felt a little uneasy. He looked at these people with doubt and vigilance. “Who are you?”

Before he could finish his words, an expression of disgust and dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and the guy in front of him stuck the booger he picked out to the door.

Fake!

He was no longer interested in talking to these people. “It’s too late. If there is anything, we can talk about it tomorrow.”

As soon as he closed the door, he would call the gang members, but it was obvious that the people outside the door did not intend to let him do that.

“There’s something we want to talk to you about.” Hiram pushed open the door and walked inside.

He seemed to smell something and glanced back at the priest with some confusion.

“Just you?”

The priest was stunned for a moment. He thought he had guessed correctly and said quickly, “It’s just me!”

“Everyone knows that I have dedicated myself to the Lord…”

Hiram glanced at Alan, who started exploring the house with two people. The priest immediately became very unhappy when he saw them breaking into his house.

“Who are you?”

“If you don’t tell me, 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 and raised his hands.

His expression became uncertain, and he finally decided to tell the truth, “I am from the Holy Bell Party. Do you know what you are doing?”

Alan came out from upstairs and shook his head. “There’s no one else in the room.”

Hiram pointed to the sofa opposite him with the hand holding the gun and pressed it down, motioning the priest to sit down.

The priest walked helplessly to sit down opposite Hiram, “If you leave now, I promise you can return safely to where you came from!”

Hiram asked, “Where is the other one hiding?”

“Don’t lie to me, or you’ll regret it!”

(End of this chapter)