In the city, slums have been formed in poor areas, and gangs and drug dealers have formed violent gangs based in the slums. Walking in such a place, for ordinary people, the danger is unspeakable.

"The city's wealthy areas are still very safe. Old Jack parked his car at the bottom of the hill and turned a deaf ear to a gunshot not far away: "But in this slum, it's different!"

Quinn saw that the roadside wall was densely covered with bullet holes, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and with a gesture, more than a dozen people immediately protected Wen Fei in the middle.

"Don't be nervous, this place just ended a few shootouts between police and bandits a few days ago. It's safe here!" said Old Jack, "This is my territory now!"

Wen Fei looked back, condescendingly, and could see that there were dense low-rise houses all around. But in the distance, there are green mountains and clear waters.

The layout of the city is completely different from that of ordinary cities, it is very fragmented, there is no city center, and most of the urban buildings stretch along the long irregular beaches, and the high-rise buildings are next to the rolling low hills.

Halfway up the hill, which should have been a wealthy villa area, these are densely covered with red brick walls and low slums.

In fact, this kind of house is quite good in the slums. You must know that there are many more shantytowns inside, all of which are made from scrap scraps picked up, like a hundred clothes. The density of shantytowns has reached an unimaginable level, and the sound of burping and farting in every house is so lively.

"I remember that according to a travel guide from a United States publishing house, the only 'job' of the people in the slums was to go down the hill and rob at nightfall. One of the passages also mentions: 'When walking through the slums, there must be a sense of urgency that a defecation is coming, and you must pass through these areas as quickly as you rush to the toilet'. Old Jack smiled and said, "But don't worry, the prophet, never again, because the people here have become the most devout believers of our lord!"

I saw two big black men with guns in their hands, walking out of a house, escorting the owner's family.

The homeowner's family is likewise black, in fact. The vast majority of people here are black. It's a husband and wife, and three children, and they all look like the wanderings of the rat country, which is a little stronger than the African refugees, but it is also limited.

The two gunmen viciously threw several scriptures to the ground, stomped on them twice, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm. The owner of the house was still trying to struggle, revealing a silver cross around his neck.

One of the gunmen pulled the cross off and threw it again on the ground of power, and he cried out viciously, "Either believe in the true God." Either death. You can see for yourself, right?"

In the face of this threat of death. The man hesitated. There is a constant struggle between faith and the life of his family. His eyes flickered. It seems that in the mind, the fiercest struggle is going on.

Eventually, when he saw his youngest son, tears of fear filled his eyes. But when he put his fingers in his mouth and bit desperately, he didn't dare to cry out. His defense collapsed at once, and he fell to his knees crying: "I am willing to believe in the true God!"

After the head of the family had knelt down, his wife and children also knelt down.

"This is what you call a parish, and that's how you preach?" Quinn was eye-opening, even dumbfounded. He looked at Wen Fei.

Well, Wen Fei didn't think about it either. In modern society, Dan Geqili still dares to come up with such a means of preaching.

The Great Celestial Master of Wen pondered slightly, and then heard Old Jack. He knelt down and said reverently, "Prophets, these lost lambs are the most ignorant. Only such a thunderbolt will lead them to the right path. We are for our brothers and sisters. They will never be stingy, as long as they are integrated into our big family, then food and medicine will follow one after another. ”

"A big stick in one hand and a carrot in the other?" Wen Fei thought for a while and said, "You have your own special situation here, and I don't know about it. Without investigation, there is no voice. I'm just going to see what you end up with!"

Old Jack grabbed the ground with his head and praised sincerely: "Prophet, your wisdom can illuminate a qiē! There are two million poor people living in the slums of this city, and I hope to turn them into godly lambs of our Lord in my lifetime." In the same way, I hope that the light of our Lord will lead us out of poverty and despair!"

Damn, what does this guy want to do? Does he want to make a revolution in the name of religion?

However, now the Wenda Heavenly Master has no hesitation in his heart, and he said, "Then you just let it go, can you? The eyes of the true god will always be watching you." I'll give you three chances, three chances to call for God's help in a desperate situation, and you have to do it yourself!"

"Yes, great prophet!" said old Jack, with a frenzied glint in his eyes, "you will see!"

The slums are full of dense houses, and the roads left behind are small, narrow, and extremely crooked.

But on the top of the hill, it seems that a new church has just been built. The church is not very luxurious, the only advantage is that it is large. It is said to be a church, but it is different from other churches, and the top is actually a cornice.

Speaking of which, this was not originally a church, but a place dedicated to Master Wenda.

It seems that he has already known that the Heavenly Master of Wen is coming, and the entire church and the small square outside have been crowded by the crowd. The only thing adults and children, men and women have in common is that these people are poor.

Wen Fei looked at it at a glance, and he didn't need to count it, he could already be clearly determined. There are 13,862 people in total, and they can be clearly distinguished.

When Old Jack and his party came over with Wenda Heavenly Master in their arms. The crowd took the initiative to get out of the way, their eyes full of fear and a hint of curiosity.

On the way just now, Old Jack had already talked to Wen Fei. Dan Geqili was the first to go to this slum to preach, using the method of buying food.

And when Old Jack joined, with his identity as a gang boss and a local snake, he directly used violence to make people convert.

Now, Wen Fei can clearly see from the eyes of these people that he is more in awe, fear, and even curiosity. There are very few truly devout beliefs.

However, Master Wen was not surprised, you must know that the way to make faith deeply rooted in the hearts of the people is nothing other than time. The other is a miracle.

And today, he is a great celestial master, and he is here to perform miracles!

"This is the prophet whom our Lord has sent, and the agent of our Lord on the earth. Wen Fei, the great prophet from the East, is going to preach to you here today, and I hope you will listen well!" Old Jack jumped up to the podium and announced loudly.

The sound came through the megaphone, and he waved his arms. Only his subordinates around him, who waved their arms in the same respect, cheered.

Old Jack seems to have expected this kind of scene. He shouted, "Are you dumb guys, don't you know how to cheer, or are you dissatisfied with me?"

At this moment, the crowd suddenly hesitated. Then the crowd began to cheer.

Old Jack pulled out his pistol, slammed two shots into the sky, and shouted, "Are you all dumb?"

At this moment, the cheers like the mountains and tsunamis sounded again. Old Jack nodded with satisfaction and said, "There is a prophet below!"

Quinn shook his head, unimpressed by Old Jack's actions. He even felt that Old Jack was wearing a monkey and putting on a burlesque.

Only Wen Fei didn't think so, he could feel Old Jack's fanaticism. That kind of fanaticism is not like the fanatical believers, but the fanaticism for his great heavenly master.

Old Jack's fanaticism lies in the fact that he seems to have a sense of purpose. As he himself said just now, hope leads these people out of the abyss of poverty and despair.

Slowly ascending to the high platform prepared for his preaching, since he already felt torn his face, Master Wen no longer had the slightest scruples in his heart. How can I be at ease if I am afraid of my head and tail and let my heart succumb to external objects?

At this time, the people around all fell silent. Maybe they weren't afraid of Master Wen, but they were in awe of the gangsters around them.

The local government has almost lost its capacity to manage these slums, which are in a state of real anarchy. Someone said, "Gangsters are the only ones here."

One Law".

There are a large number of gangs here, and most of them are kings of the mountains, engaged in drug trade and arms trading in their own areas, as if they were slum managers.

And Old Jack is the "king" of this slum, and those gangsters are the "army" under Old Jack. Here, Old Jack is the law, and he can kill people at will.

Therefore, when the Great Heavenly Master sat on the high platform, he never spoke. Although many people, waiting is already very impatient. But after the "performance" of Old Jack just now, no one dared to make a noise, or even dare to make a noise. Everyone knows that Old Jack is here for real this time.

Wen Fei didn't care so much, and the cacophony of qiē had to dissipate by itself at the beginning of the miracle.

He calmed down and visualized the light in his body, showing a nine-colored light, heading straight into the universe, and among them, the Seven Treasures Palace Room appeared.

But at this time, Wen Fei suddenly rushed behind him with nine-colored brilliance. This brilliance is extremely dazzling, and even under the blue sky and white clouds, the strong sunlight is obscured by this brilliance.

The people around them began to make an uproar, and by this time they had forgotten even their fear of Old Jack. One by one: "It can't be a projection, right?"