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"You should call me Father Cabanias, or Uncle Cabañas, Garcia." Ricardo. Cabañas glared at the San Diego mob leader who suddenly burst into his private space, Garcia. De la Vega, the son of his old friend. A few years ago, he was little more than an inconspicuous role in a local Mexican gangster, opening a barbershop as a cover and secretly selling all sorts of forged passports. At that time, the bastard was always polite to him, trying to maintain even if it was only in disguise; But now, as he is known as "Mr. de la Vega," he is the No. 2 man in the Mexican gangster in southern California, and every day he wears a tailor-made dress made by one of Los Angeles' most famous tailors, sits in a fine Havana cigar, carries two beautiful young ladies, and carries a group of bodyguards to various luxurious nightclubs......

Now, this bad boy is one of the few important people in California's underworld. But this is not a good thing, the most obvious problem is that he has thrown all his politeness and respect for him to Mexico - "Ricardo", he even called him by his name!

He's such an impolite bastard.

Cabañas was upset, but what made him even more upset was that DelaVega didn't care about his anger at all.

"Relax, priest, anger is a crime." The gang leader deliberately added fuel to the fire by saying in a flirtatious, mocking tone, "And don't take your resentment against this wedding out on me." Father, that's not my fault. ”

"Okay, okay, that's not your fault." Cabañas took a deep breath and calmed himself: De LaVega's unabashed mention of today's wedding and his resentment towards it no doubt exacerbated his irritation.

Although he did not like the wedding: first, he had officiated at many weddings, but never at a single atheist or a puritan; Secondly, the wedding was not a real wedding, but a show to entertain a group of unwelcome guests, and to manipulate his church; In the end, what was especially difficult for him to accept was that the heroine of the wedding, Elizabeth. Miss Daubers, who until yesterday was an upright Catholic—though not very religious, rarely attended services, and did not confess to any priest, but at least a Catholic—has become a Puritan today.

The wedding was an absolute failure in a religious struggle and a stain on his great cause in the service of God.

If the top brass of the church gets the news, maybe in another twenty years, he won't want to climb one step further.

Too bad. None of the clergy can remain calm, indifferent, and resentful when confronted with such a thing.

Although it is also a bug.

"May God forgive me for my sins." The priest quickly made a cross on his chest and shouted at De La Vega, "If it weren't for your father's sake, I wouldn't have officiated this wedding!" ”

The gang leader laughed, mockingly, but with a little caveat. "Come on, Father, I'm afraid everyone in San Diego knows that you agreed to officiate at today's wedding only for the sake of the three thousand dollars that Mr. Qin gave you. So, don't involve my father. ”

"I must emphasize, Mr. de la Vega, that your remarks are a blatant slander against my reputation." Cabañas frowned and denounced loudly, not at all afraid of De La Vega's warnings - though the obvious lack of harshness in his tone made his retaliation seem weak.

There is no doubt that Cabañas was afraid of de la Vega: although he was a servant of God, God's authority was far less effective in secular matters than the Browning automatic rifle and the "debaucher" submachine gun. And as Qin Lang's main spokesperson in the California underworld, even if De La Vega didn't know all the transactions and details between him and Qin Lang, he would at least have heard of some of them.

Cabañas is well aware that he can't beat De La Vega, but he still insists that the gang leader is damaging his good reputation. To some extent, this is true: Qin Lang did not give him three thousand dollars, only two thousand. The German guy named Messerschmitt, who was in charge of handling the deal, gave him two choices, either accept Qin Lang's conditions to officiate at the wedding, or get out of California.

He chose the first answer. Of course, Cabañas insisted that it was not for the dollar or fear, but for his lovely and loyal believers, who could not lose his guidance.

He just made the right choice.

"I am God's most faithful servant, a devout believer, and an upright clergyman! How can you think that I would sell my faith in God for a little money? "Cabañas flaunts himself; At all times, flaunting and self-flagging are necessary, though not necessarily effective.

"Yes, you are a good man, priest." De La Vega shrugged his shoulders, intending to end the pointless conversation—though he wanted to continue, there was no time left.

The wedding will start in a minute.

"Ready, Father?" He asked one last time. "It's time."

"Of course, Mr. de la Vega." Cabañas replied proudly, straightening every fold in his robe, then putting on a standard smile that he himself called "sacred," pulled the door open and walked out of the room, walking briskly into the hall of the church.

The guests were already waiting there, and Qin Lang, standing next to the podium, whispered to Mr. Fisborne from the Umbrella Company's Internal Affairs Department. What made Cabañas feel both strange and natural was that Qin Lang's expression was very calm, not as nervous, uneasy, worried like this, worried like other young people who were about to have a wedding; He was obviously not worried about anything, as if the upcoming wedding had nothing to do with him.

Then the priest thought of the heroine of the wedding. Elizabeth. Miss Daubers and her husband, though not yet formally married, had automatically considered the two to be husband and wife: the wedding was a routine ritual anyway - there was no further difference. It was as if it was the first time he had encountered someone who had used a wedding as a show and had given up their membership to join a new denomination before the wedding, and it was also the first time he had heard that a lady who was about to get married would spend almost all of her time in the chemistry lab, spending only the last three days making wedding dresses.

Qin Lang and Elizabeth. Daubers, they are not at all like the kind of people who can or have the opportunity to become husband and wife, but in this world, I am afraid that there is no one more suitable for each other than them.

They are a bizarre and perfect pair.

Cabañas thought as he walked past Qin Lang and Fisborne, and at that moment he heard an extremely low voice that only he and the two of them could hear.

"Father Cabañas," Qin Lang said, "if you are doing a good enough ceremony, I will anonymously donate $10,000 to your church and help you hold a charitable donation event aimed at completely renovating it." ”

"Praise the Lord, and praise you, Mr. Qin." Cabañas's smile became even more sacred, "My lord will remember your contribution." ”

He had planned to say a few more words. But then he remembered that Qin Lang was a staunch atheist, who did not believe in the supreme lord and did not have even the slightest affection for him - of course, this was a crime, but for the sake of Qin Lang's contribution to the church, it could be forgiven - so he put away the rest of his words, stood on the podium, and did what he had to do.

The wedding began, the guests returned to their places, and the band began to play the Wedding March, and then Henry. Daubers took Elizabeth by the hand and walked slowly through the church door.

At that moment, Cabañas almost literally laughed: he could see at a glance that Henry. Daubers had a stiff smile on his face that had been forcibly squeezed out, and he could see the anger hidden beneath this reluctant expression. If one considers the zeal he had shown for his daughter's wedding some time ago, Mr. Daubers's performance at the moment is undoubtedly quite comical, very ridiculous.

In reality, however, this was not a ridiculous act at all - if Daubers had known what Cabañas was thinking, he would have rebuked him harshly, and did everything in his power to force him to admit that his behavior was normal and a consequence of it - because for him the wedding was terrible.

It wasn't the wedding he wanted to see, it had nothing to do with words like "good" and "joy", on the contrary it was a heavy blow. Henry. Daubers now resents Qin Lang and Rachel, as well as Elizabeth: he painstakingly planned every step of the wedding, making jewelry for Elizabeth, choosing wedding dresses, customizing the most luxurious carriages for them, and ordering champagne, roses, and everything else to celebrate; It was a drain on his mind, and yet they didn't appreciate his kindness, didn't take his feelings into account, even laughed at him for having an upstart style, and then replaced everything he had prepared with designs of their own picking, which were not at all classy.

If they were ready to replace the splendor of the British aristocracy with the slamming of the American hillbilly in this way, so that he would be disgraced in front of his relatives and friends who came to the wedding, then there is no doubt that they have done it. This wedding is bound to become the laughing stock of everyone for a long time, and even be used to teach the next generation.

Although it was not his intention, but among his relatives and friends in Europe, "Henry. "Daubers" will soon become synonymous with "slamming the door".

There is also a synonym for "rhetoric", which is another question.

When he arrived at the church, Henry. Daubs found out that none of the big names who were scheduled to attend Qin Lang and Elizabeth's wedding were present; And Rachel, Yishui, and O'Connor, as well as Duncan, who had vowed to return, weren't here either. There were only a few small characters in the church, assistant secretary of state, a few San Diego city councilors, a police chief, a dozen local businessmen, and a department manager at Umbrella — but what were they? Daubers didn't even know how to introduce these people to relatives and friends.

To make matters worse, he had already told every relative and friend who attended the wedding that the wedding would be officially attended by many big names: representatives of consortia and large corporations, senators of Congress, high-ranking government officials, generals of the army and navy, famous scientists and professors, and foreign envoys. He declares that they will see these big names at the wedding, and that he can introduce them to them, and that he will convince them that it is fact and not. He had enjoyed praise and glory in advance, and a mixture of envy and jealousy, but now ......

Whatever happened, the most important thing was that his reputation was ruined.

Because of this wedding.

Henry. Daubers had been looking forward to Qin Lang's wedding to Elizabeth, but now, he saw it as a huge mistake, a tragedy that shouldn't have happened.

But it has to go on. With so many guests under watch, in front of God's spokesman, it was clear that he could not announce the cancellation of the wedding.

And Lawrence. Fisburn and his men wouldn't allow him to do so.

He was very angry, but he could only hide his anger in Independence, and at the same time forced a stiff smile on his face as he watched Cabañas officiate at the wedding.

Of course, it's nothing more than a step-by-step exercise. The priest asks the groom, the priest asks the bride, and the priest announces that they are married - the standard procedure, which only needs to be done smoothly by following the steps, and it is done without any problems - except for a small fork.

After all the steps were completed, a man who called himself "David. Kotkin" suddenly stood up as a strange guest.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said aloud in English with a thick Russian accent, "allow me to perform a magic trick for you as the beginning of the celebration of the wedding." ”

"Magic? What magic? Daubers asked, looking at Kotkin with a wary gaze. What does he want to do with a stranger whom he has neither seen nor heard of? Also, How did he get involved in the wedding?

There must be something wrong with this.

He stared at Kotkin, but the strange magician turned his face sideways and looked at the other guests. "I have prepared a very interesting magic show for you: make Mr. Qin and his wife disappear in front of everyone here." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )