The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1465 My Lord Is Immortal
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Yohoah Jiazhou.

As the sun sets, the sky is covered with a layer of gorgeous fire clouds, just like a naturally formed thick and colorful ink painting.

Inside the largest church in the continent, it was still a bustling and bustling scene. Many people prayed devoutly in the church, and some people hugged their newborn children to ask for the blessing of Allah.

This is a very important tradition of the Holy Church.

After the birth of their children, believers will carry them to the local church, and the clergy will pour holy water on the children, symbolizing that they will cleanse the children of disasters and live a healthy and safe life.

Of course, the clergy who perform this blessing ceremony are naturally the highest and best. This church is a church at the level of the vicar of the temple, which means that there is a vicar stationed here. This is also the reason why there are four churches in Johua Jiazhou. The reason why this church can stand out is so popular.

Everyone wants to ask the vicar bishop to bless their children. The vicar bishop usually has no airs and is happy to spread the blessings of God to the world, but today, many people will undoubtedly return disappointed, because the vicar bishop today Tonight, I have to attend a more important party.

That's right, the party.

Unlike monks, compared with Buddhism, the holy religion is undoubtedly more enlightened, and there are not so many strict precepts and rules. Perhaps this is the reason why the holy religion can develop to all parts of the world and become the world's largest religion.

"Master Bishop, the time is almost up, and the car is ready."

At the door, the church deacon knocked on the door.

There is no response in it.

"My lord, you can go."

The deacon knocked on the door again, but after waiting for a while, there was still no response.

This situation is undoubtedly a bit abnormal.

He frowned, intending to push the door open.

But just as he raised his hand, just as he was about to touch the metal doorknob, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Archdeacon Leon Balogon stepped out.

The deacon immediately took a step back in shock and bent down, "I'm sorry, my lord bishop, I didn't mean to offend..."

Archdeacon Leon Balogon was impassive.

"lets go."

The deacon breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly closed the door, not noticing the strange smell in the air inside the door, and followed the archdeacon to the outside.

Instead of passing through the main hall of the church, the two bypassed the door from the side yard.

"You stay here, you don't have to go."

When the deacon opened the car door, he heard the vicar bishop suddenly say.

He subconsciously froze for a moment.

The vicar is naturally the well-deserved spiritual leader of the church, but he is usually in charge of the specific affairs of the church. Besides, it was already agreed that he and the vicar would go to this party.

Of course, he was a little surprised by the sudden change of mind of the vice-bishop, but he naturally didn't dare to disobey the will of the vice-bishop, and he didn't even have the slightest doubt.

"Good my lord bishop."

He let go of the car door, stepped aside, respectful, not daring to overstep.

Although they often treat the outside world and believers with a benevolent and benevolent appearance, the internal hierarchy of the temple is extremely strict.

Higher-level people can even decide the life and death of lower-level people.

This is definitely not a joke.

The vicar, Leon Balogun, who was wearing a white gown, took a step forward, but just as he stepped into the car door with one foot and was about to get in the car, he suddenly turned around and said something to the deacon.

"My Lord is immortal."

The deacon was startled, then bent even deeper, and quickly replied: "My lord is immortal."

The door closed and drove away quickly.

Wait for the extended car to drive far away.The deacon just straightened up again, staring at the passing vehicle, dazed.

Why was the vicar's eyes so weird just now?

……

Forli Hills, rich and powerful gathered.

Bankers, barristers, international supermodels, Hollywood stars, business tycoons, and even officials from Johua Jiazhou were present.

Leaders from all walks of life are drinking and chatting happily here, and the dazzling array of delicious food and wine exudes a charming luster under the starlight.

It was clearly a high-society orgy.

Men in suits are chasing those beautiful and glamorous women, while those with capital in their hands are exchanging cups with bureaucrats in power, exchanging and blending resources, and everyone performs their duties and is intoxicated by it.

"Branso, don't you plan to take care of your fiancé? You can see that his eyes are almost on the chest of the model. I think after they chat for a while, at most 5 minutes, you may have to Go to which room inside to arrest people."

The one who spoke was a blond woman with a devilish figure that was definitely not inferior to any of the supermodels present, with her legs crossed gracefully, a glass of champagne dangling in her hand, the corners of her gorgeous mouth slightly raised, and the black dress looked worthless. Fei, the crystal clear crystal high-heeled shoes, revealing the snow-white toes dyed with red Danko, are extraordinarily provocative.

There were many supermodel actresses who were popular all over the world, but in terms of beauty, she was really a well-deserved leader, but none of the men put their minds on her.

Just because of her last name... Rothschild.

Those who can come to this reception are all elites of high society, but this surname is still enough to make them daunting. Many gentlemen have come to strike up a conversation in a polite manner before, but when they heard the name introduced by the other party, no one The exceptions all chose to retreat decisively after a few words of politeness.

"That trash is useless except for playing with women. Why should I care about him? Since he likes those b1tches, let him do it. Maybe one day he will get sick and die in bed."

There was a female companion sitting next to the woman whose surname was Rothschild. Her skin was not as white as hers, and her hair was also brown, but her whole body was filled with a kind of wild sexiness, giving people a strong desire to conquer. When he spoke, he was actually rather harsh, even if he was facing his fiancé, he didn't show any sympathy. In his words, he seemed to wish that the other party would die sooner.

"If he's dead, your family has to find another one for you, what's the difference?"

The woman from the world's No. [-] family stared at her with a playful smile. As she expected, the third son of the Rockefeller family really walked towards the villa with his arms around the supermodel whom he had just hooked up with. , seems to have no idea that his fiancée is also here.

The Rockefeller family is one of the famous families in country M and even in the world. Many universities, banks, foundations, museums, etc. in country M have investment or shares of the Rockefeller family. Those who can marry such a family are naturally Not ordinary people.

The sexy socialite, who also came from a large family and her full name is Watson Branzo, also saw her fiancé entering the house with her arms around other women.

There is no need to guess what will happen to the couple of dogs next, but she has no intention of stopping at all, and still sits calmly on the spot.

"You're right in saying that. Rather than changing someone else, it's better to be this trash. He plays with his, and I play with mine. It's freedom to not interfere with the two. I just hope that he can pay attention to hygiene. When the scandal comes, it also implicates me."

Branzo looked as if he had nothing to do with himself, and he was so free and easy. He quickly shifted his gaze and noticed that a car was coming.

"Dai, our Lord Bishop should have arrived."

(End of this chapter)