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Jess could feel that the pain in his liver had really lessened.

The drowsy feeling caused by alcohol and liver disease had also lessened considerably.

I felt much more awake.

Even his craving for alcohol has diminished considerably.

For the first time in a long time, he felt that alcohol wasn't a good thing.

He really didn't want to drink anymore.

All of this happened after the black-haired, black-eyed man in front of him touched his forehead.

"Haven't you truly repented yet? You betrayed Lydia back then, which is why she's so disappointed in you. Your current actions are just an escape..."

The other person's words were still echoing in his mind, suddenly reminding him of many things from the past.

The scriptures the man had just recited, and the compassionate look in his eyes, left Jess feeling equally bewildered.

I don't know what to do.

Deacon George had already told him that he must expose this imposter saint and ruin Wayne's reputation.

But now, listening to what Butler George said, Jess couldn't help but hesitate.

Is the other party really a scammer?

Were the changes he sensed real, or just an illusion?

No…it’s all real…his own body would never lie to him…

However, the long-standing authority of Deacon George prevented him from rashly defying him.

He could only stand there, struggling internally, muttering to himself:

"I don't know... I... I don't know..."

Seeing Jess's appearance, Butler George couldn't help but curse inwardly.

As expected, alcoholics are unreliable; you never know when they'll let you down.

Once this matter is settled, we must expel Jess from the Harvest Festival Church when we return.

Fortunately, many other church members came with him today.

He then looked at a Black member of the congregation beside him and said:

"Philip, go! Go and show everyone what Wayne is really like, let everyone see the true face of this fraudster!"

This black congregant, named Philip, was an insurance company manager who was extremely devout to the church and would go to church to listen to sermons and pray almost every few days.

Furthermore, they frequently donate to the Harvest Festival Church.

He listened to George, the deacon, and George also introduced him to many members of the church.

George has already explained to Philip what kind of fraudster Wayne is, and the other party will definitely expose Wayne completely!

George patted Philip on the shoulder and whispered:

"Don't let me down, Philip."

Philip nodded and said:

"Rest assured, in the name of God, Mr. George."

As he spoke, he strode towards Wayne, saying:

"Blasphemer, fraudster, charlatan! In this sacred hall, I'll see how you deceive the eyes of God!"

Wayne sighed and said with a sorrowful expression:

"Philip, my child, your days are numbered."

Philip trembled, then flew into a rage and said:

"What are you talking about? I'm incredibly healthy. I go to the gym regularly, and my family doctor says I'm in better shape than I am at thirty!"

Wayne shook his head slightly and said:

"You are indeed physically healthy, but you cheated the Crippled Gang out of their money. Do you think they'll let you off the hook?"

"You actually let them transfer money to your Saipan sham account under the guise of investment? And with returns as high as 60%?"

"Not all money is worth making, Philip. Your heart has been consumed by money. When you increase the rejection rate for the poor, you've already embarked on the road to hell."

"Philip, your days are numbered."

[Philip Burke, a goblin moneylender from Chicago, consistently refused to insure low-income individuals in order to increase his commissions. He defrauded the Goblin Lame Gang of $60 under the guise of investment, and is now in a state of panic, suffering from chronic insomnia and inner turmoil.]

Upon hearing Wayne's words, Philip trembled and said incredulously:

"How...how did you know...I...this is just a normal investment agreement, it's just...Oh my god, we signed a contract..."

The crowd erupted in an uproar. From what Philip said, it seemed that what Wayne said was true!

David couldn't help but whistle and said:

"Kid, you really swindled the Cripples out of their money? Hahaha, in fucking America, swindling the Cripples out of their money? You're the bravest swindler I've ever seen!"

He then stepped forward, put his arm around Philip's shoulder, and whispered:

"Hey kid, did you know that Mr. Wayne is a street godfather? The leaders of the Bloods and the Cripples are his godsons. I think you should know what to do."

As he spoke, he patted Philip on the shoulder, signaling him to take care of himself.

David's words were like a pardon to Philip, as if he had found a lifeline. He immediately knelt before Wayne and begged:

"Mr. Wayne, please... please save me... I can pay the money back to the Crippled Gang, but I need some time... please..."

"Mr. Wayne, please... please save me... I can pay the money back to the Crippled Gang, but I need some time... please..."

He had long forgotten his boastful words about exposing the other party. Now he only hoped that the black-haired, black-eyed man in front of him was really the street godfather who controlled the gang, so that he would still have a chance to survive.

Seeing this, George, the deacon of the Harvest Festival Church, felt as if his lungs were about to explode with anger.

These two members of his church, whom he trusted, were so despicable!

With such weak willpower, he was defeated by just a few words from the other party and even knelt down to beg for mercy.

What disappointed him even more was that Philip, that fool, had provoked the Crippled Gang and remained silent, wasn't he just causing trouble for the church?!

But Wayne's words confirmed that the other party was definitely a gang member and had connections with the Crippled Gang.

Otherwise, how would he know about Philip and the Cripples?

We must also expose the other party's true colors!

At times like these, George calmed down, looked at a female member of the congregation beside him, and said:

"Adela, go and expose this madman who dares to call himself a saint!"

This female member named Adela came from a wealthy family and was a housewife. Her husband worked on Wall Street, and they lived a very comfortable life.

This kind of person is different from that Jess; naturally, they are not so easily influenced by external factors.

They will not be swayed by this Wayne.

Adela, dressed in designer clothes and with exquisite makeup, still retained her charm despite being over forty. She looked at Wayne and slowly said:

"Mr. Bruce Wayne, I also loved the TV series 'Golden Childhood' when I was young, and I was a fan of yours. But no matter what, you shouldn't be pretending to be a god in the temple of God, deceiving the world and stealing fame..."

Wayne looked at the resolute woman before him, his face filled with pity, and slowly said:

"Adela, it's not your fault. Eric was tempted by the devil and went down the wrong path... God has told me that you are a good girl, and you must not turn away from the glory of the Lord, nor should you harm yourself."

Adela, whose face had been resolute, was taken aback for a moment, then her body trembled violently, and she said in a trembling voice:

"My God...this..."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face. She knelt before Wayne and sobbed:

"God..."

[Adela, a female orc from Tennessee, is devout and steadfast. Her husband Eric's repeated infidelity has caused her extreme inner pain, and she has relied on religion and sleeping pills to fall asleep for many years. She has even had suicidal thoughts.]