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Chapter 25 God’s Gift
"Everyone, are you willing to listen to God's teachings?"

Casillas' face is still so kind. If there weren't a bunch of gangster bosses lying in front of him, the atmosphere would really have a sense of sacredness.

A few nice words won't change Hell's Kitchen, but whoever has the bigger fist may be able to change it.

Look, at least now, these gang leaders are willing to listen to the teachings of the great Father.

"Mr. Missionary, please explain the teachings of the Great Father. We are all happy to understand."

Murphy struggled to get up and flattered Casillas in a fawning manner, and the other gang bosses did the same.

There was no way. This missionary was too damn terrifying. He just waved his hand and everyone else fell down immediately. They had no ability to fight back at all.

Although they are a group of gangs, those who can make it in the gang are not stupid. After seeing such great power, how could they dare to resist?
Whatever he said today, it was right!
"Mr. Murphy, thank you for your understanding and acceptance." Casillas responded with a smile, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

He walked slowly to the center of the conference room and suddenly changed the subject: "But what the Great Father hates most is a poisonous dog, not to mention the person who made the poisonous dog. You are not worthy to enter the Great Father's kingdom of heaven!"

Casillas' words were like an icy blade, instantly cutting through the warmth and harmony in the room.

His eyes became sharp and cold. The faces of those gang leaders who were still hoping for a lucky break turned pale as paper in an instant when they heard the word "poisoned dog".

"How many of you have innocent blood on your hands? How many of you, for the sake of money and profit, are willing to push others into the abyss?"

Casillas' voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

His eyes scanned the crowd, finally stopping at the gang leaders who were involved with powder.

The eyes of those people began to flicker, some were filled with fear, some were filled with despair, and some tried to hide their inner panic with flattering smiles.

As for resistance, they also wanted to, but now they couldn't even stand up, so how could they resist?

"The great Father is merciful, but His mercy also has its limits. For those who completely abandon humanity and harm society, His wrath will be as unstoppable as a raging fire."

As Casillas spoke, he slowly raised his hands, and a dazzling light began to gather in his palms.

"Today, on behalf of the great Father, I will judge you!" With his angry shout, light shot out like lightning and instantly hit the gangster bosses who were selling powder.

They didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were torn into pieces by the powerful magical force and turned into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence, with only Casillas' cold but firm voice echoing. "Remember, no matter where you are, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you violate the teachings of the Great Father, you will eventually receive the punishment you deserve."

After the punishment, more than half of the gang leaders in the conference room were gone, including Murphy, the drug addicts, who died miserably.

The profit from selling noodles is so high that they can't help but be tempted. After all, they can't get involved in those high-profit businesses such as avocados.

But Xia Ling doesn't like these. No matter what your reasons are, since you have sold your fans, there is nothing to say. Just go and die obediently.

Among these surviving gang leaders, the hot-tempered Jack and the experienced Aiden survived. Although there are few of them, the "Golden Spirit" unexpectedly still has a market.

At least, there is a minimum bottom line.

After the killing, the surviving gang leaders looked at each other in shock and fear, but also felt an indescribable sense of relief. "Mr. Missionary, we are willing to reform ourselves." Jack, the hot-tempered gang leader, was the first to break the silence. His voice was trembling but firm, "We are willing to give up those dirty businesses and find a new way out."

Aiden, the sophisticated and profound wise man, also nodded slowly in agreement: "Yes, since the great Father has given us the opportunity to be reborn, we should cherish it. The darkness of Hell's Kitchen cannot continue. We need to change."

Casillas heard this and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

After dealing with these gang bosses, there were fewer obstacles to preaching in Hell's Kitchen.

As for Kingpin, Casillas has no intention of touching him for the time being.

After all, that man was not just a gangster boss. Unlike these social scum, if he died, it would be dead. There would be no problem at all.

Kingpin's real name is Wilson Grant Fisk. He is an extremely successful businessman. He carefully invested his illegal gains in legal businesses, built a huge business empire, and has a huge social influence.

Now, it would be too conspicuous to touch him.

"If you sincerely repent, your merciful Father will forgive your sins."

Casillas' voice softened as he continued: "Now that I have shown you the severity of the Great Father, it is time to show you His mercy."

Jack and Aiden looked at each other, wondering what the missionary could offer as a reward.

"You two, come forward."

After hearing Casillas' order, the two gang bosses seemed to have strength back in their bodies and stood up suddenly.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Casillas, but he had to bite the bullet and move forward.

"I will give you a portion of the gift of the Great Father, and only the pious can obtain the greater reward."

After saying that, Casillas waved his hand and a green light flew past the two of them.

Under the gaze of everyone, an incredible miracle happened at this moment.

The wrinkles on older Aiden's face seemed to be smoothed out in an instant, and his skin began to become smooth and round.

The hot-tempered Jack felt his chest was much more relaxed. The internal damage caused by years of excessive smoking and drinking seemed to be healed at this moment, and his whole body felt much lighter.

Now, there was no doubt about the two of them.

The missionary before you must be God’s messenger, the angel of the great Father.

And that great Father must be an extremely loving God. I will serve Him forever, and after death I will reach His kingdom and be surrounded by Him!
The onlookers were no less excited than the two men. Seeing the miracle happening, they all knelt down and prayed devoutly to the great Father.

Looking at this scene, Casillas smiled. The suzerain's mission finally made a breakthrough. So, it was time to make this city convert to the great suzerain.

(End of this chapter)