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"Mr. Josh, after your Marvel superhero movie suffered a major setback, you've been out of the spotlight for almost ten years. Does this big-budget production hold special significance for you?"

"Director Josh, do you think Mr. Bruce Wayne is suitable to play Jesus Christ?"

"Director Josh, how will you handle the relationship between the male lead, Mr. Wayne, and the female lead, Amy? Are you concerned about the rumors of Amy being difficult?"

"Mr. Josh..."

Director Josh, who was standing nearby, was also surrounded by reporters who began asking him all sorts of questions.

Josh had clearly not experienced anything like this in many years, and seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

Wayne glanced at the reporters around him, then at his agent Aaron and producer Victor beside him, and temporarily suppressed his murderous intent.

Too many people.

Moreover, some of these people are clearly self-media bloggers who are live streaming.

Taking action here would have a negative impact.

Let them live for now.

He then spoke gently to one of the reporters in front of him:

"Charity has no purpose, it is only because someone is suffering."

"As for anything else, I'm sorry, I have no comment."

With that, he turned and walked outside.

The reporters who were blocking the way felt as if they were facing a tank, with no chance of being stopped at all, and were immediately pushed aside.

Seeing that Wayne was about to leave without his consent, a flash of anger appeared in the eyes of his agent, Aaron.

However, looking at the reporters present, he couldn't very well make a scene right away.

He then said to Wayne with a forced smile:

"Wayne, my son, don't forget to come to my house tonight. We'll have a few drinks and discuss the script properly. I think this project is also a challenge for producer Victor."

"Also, some friends in Hollywood want to meet you; they've always liked you..."

"Never forget, this is our... promise."

Wayne turned to look at Aaron, a warm smile playing on his lips, and said:

"Of course, Aaron."

With that, he turned and left the other person's office.

He was originally considering how to find an opportunity to deal with Aaron alone, but he didn't expect the other party to walk right into his trap.

This is a good thing.

After leaving the office, Wayne immediately quickened his pace. With a leap, he landed lightly on the second floor through the gap in the stairs, like a swimming fish. He then quickly walked out of the building and onto the street.

Several reporters opened the door to Aaron's office, wanting to catch up with Wayne for a chat, but were surprised to find no one outside.

The reporters exchanged glances, shrugged, and all returned to their office to interview Aaron and the others again.

Wayne hailed a taxi and quickly returned to the poor street.

Hollywood and the backstreets are only a short drive apart, making it very convenient.

Despite the short distance, the two places feel like two completely different worlds.

On one side is a bustling, dreamlike scene like in a movie, and on the other side is a desolate, apocalyptic scene like in a movie.

By this time, a group of homeless people on the poor street had already lined up outside Wayne's tent, including several godsons who stood around Wayne's tent like guards, with serious expressions.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw Wayne walk back from outside.

Unexpectedly, the Godfather had already left.

Nick and the others quickly stepped forward, speaking respectfully:

"godfather."

"Brother Wayne..." a slightly timid voice rang out from the side.

Wayne turned his head and saw the lecturer standing to the side, looking somewhat embarrassed.

The lecturer scratched his head and said:

"Well, Wayne, I'm here to say goodbye... I'm thinking of moving to the street over there. There's a new food distribution point there, which will be more... convenient."

"But I won't leave this poor street. If anything happens in the future, I'll have someone to rely on."

Wayne nodded and said:

"it is good."

The lecturer felt like he had been granted a pardon and immediately found someone to help tow away his 18-year-old, damaged RV.

His original plan was to curry favor with Wayne and try to get some benefits out of him.

But after yesterday's bloody battle at the gym, the instructor has already chickened out.

The other party's level was ridiculously high, far beyond his reach.

Staying by Wayne's side is far too dangerous.

In a scenario like yesterday, what if someone pulled out a gun and started shooting back?

Wayne might be fine, but he's in trouble.

Moreover, as a student of Dongda University, he had read many stories from the Four Great Classical Novels since childhood, and he could tell at a glance that Wayne wanted to unify the gangs of the entire Poor Street.

That would inevitably provoke dissatisfaction from other forces.

If a fight breaks out, even a small part of him will result in death or serious injury.

The saying "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger" not only refers to the ruler's cruelty and ruthlessness, but also to the constant dangers surrounding him.

It's better to stay a little further away; it's safer that way, and you won't miss out on the benefits.

Watching the lecturer's departing figure, Wayne couldn't help but smile slightly.

This guy managed to become a big internet celebrity by begging and street fighting in the slums of Los Angeles; he's definitely clever enough.

At this moment, Nick and the others walked over and asked in a deep voice:

"Godfather, what...what are we going to do?"

Wayne glanced at the rising sun and said calmly:

"Wait, wait for night to fall."

With that, he walked into the tent.

Nick and the others were somewhat at a loss, not understanding what Godfather Wayne meant.

White, dressed in a grey robe, stood in front of Wayne's tent, casually glancing at the crowd queuing up, and said:

"The blessing of the saints has begun today; the devout, step forward."

As he spoke, he gestured to the person at the front of the line.

A young man was helping an elderly man. Upon seeing White's gesture, the two immediately expressed their gratitude and went into the tent.

"Godfather Wayne, I have brought my father here... to seek your blessing," the man said nervously.

It was Ian, the same Ian whose ribs were broken by Wayne in the ring yesterday.

As instructed by Wayne, he brought his ailing father with him today.

"Sit down, Ian, my child," Wayne said gently.

Ian quickly helped his father sit down.

At this time, his father's face was sallow and he looked very weak, which was obviously due to a kidney problem.

Wayne raised his hand and placed it on Ian's father's forehead, instantly activating the power of [Basic Witch Doctor].

"Oh my God... this is..." Ian's father's eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief.

"Father, feel it, just as I told you, Godfather Wayne is a true saint, he has mastered the power of the gods..."

Ian gently patted his father's back and whispered with concern.

As he spoke, Wayne had already raised his hand.

Ian's father took a deep breath, then looked down at his hands in disbelief and said:

"I...I feel power...my skin..."

His originally sallow complexion was now rapidly returning to normal.

He knew his own situation best, and the weakness that had been troubling him for so long also disappeared.

He's cured!

The disease that couldn't be cured even with the family's desperate efforts to save money, and which required waiting in line for half a year, was miraculously cured under the blessing of this black-haired, black-eyed man!

Ian's father, tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground and pulled his son Ian down with him, bowing and scraping before Wayne, his voice trembling as he said:

"Thank you, saint, thank you for your grace..."

Ian, too, was in tears, sobbing uncontrollably, and said:

"Godfather Wayne, thank you for blessing my father... I..."

Wayne sighed and said:

"Ian, you must treat your father well and stop making him do heavy physical labor... Go now."

Ian trembled, knelt before Wayne again, then helped his father out of the tent.

When he was a child, his father worked hard doing heavy physical labor to support his family, and this illness started from that time.

I never expected that Godfather Wayne would even know this.

After Ian and his son left, the tent flap was lifted again.

The people who came in this time were gangster Chuck and his mother.

Chuck started crying as soon as he saw Wayne:

"Oh, Godfather Wayne, I don't know how to repay you... After your reminder yesterday, I rushed home and found my mother... she was preparing to take her medicine and leave this world..."

"Luckily, I got home and stopped her... otherwise, I would have lost my mother..."

Chuck was initially skeptical when Wayne mentioned his mother in the ring yesterday.

He returned home with some skepticism, only to find that his mother, who suffered from severe depression, had indeed bought a large quantity of sleeping pills and was preparing to swallow them with alcohol.

If he hadn't gone back, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Almighty and all-knowing saint, please bless my mother..." Chuck said, kneeling down and praying to Wayne.

The mother he was supporting had a gaunt face and lifeless eyes; her depression had become severely manifested in her body.

Wayne nodded, raised his hand and placed it on the woman's forehead, instantly activating the [Basic Witch Doctor] skill and the [Awesome] power of the Messiah Ring.

He shouted:

"Maria, wake up!"

Maria shuddered and let out a groan, as if she had just woken from a dream, and her eyes began to focus.

"I... God... Chuck, my child... I feel like I'm having a dream..."

Chuck's face lit up with ecstasy as he looked at his mother in disbelief, saying:

"Mommy, it's me, Mommy!"

As he spoke, he hugged his mother tightly, then looked at Wayne and said firmly:

"Godfather Wayne, thank you, thank you for saving my mother twice. I swear, I will spread your name and the love of the Kingdom of Heaven Church in the poor streets and in Los Angeles..."

His mother was the gentlest thing in the world to him.

Wayne saved his mother, which was enough for him to give up everything.

Following that, Wayne continued to bless the remaining people in line, giving a total of 18 substantial blessings to patients.

Many of them were gang fighters he had injured yesterday, and they were all extremely grateful and thankful.

Don't ask who hit me; it was Godfather Wayne who healed me.

By the time everything was almost done, it was already evening.

Wayne checked the time, emerged from the tent, and addressed his eagerly awaiting godsons:

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet some people."

Just then, a luxury van suddenly stopped in front of the tents in the slums. The door opened, and a voice rang out:

"Sir, everything is ready."

[Your basic witch doctor skill has been improved: Master 35.9% + 2%]

[Experience Points 189 + 20]