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At this time, Joyce also washed up, changed into the long priest's robe and returned to the church hall.But he found Freya sitting in the lounge playing with her mobile phone. "

"Wow~ Father Joyce, your clothes are very suitable. This is the first time I have seen someone wearing this style of priest's robe! Is it custom-made?" Freya exclaimed with a smile.

Joyce was not modest and avoided the topic. She directly picked a few pieces of chocolate on the table and handed them to her and said, "Eat, try the snacks I bought."

"Okay, I just like sweets, so you're welcome." Freya took the chocolate and ate it with relish.

Joyce didn't feel restrained and sat directly on the chair, drinking tea and reading a magazine.

At this time, Joyce was no longer as cold as before, but had a touch of warmth like the big brother next door.

"Those gangsters won't let you go. Why don't you move out of here quickly?"

Joyce raised his head, glanced at Freya, and asked, "Why?"

"Aren't you afraid that they will find someone to hunt you down?" Freya said worriedly.

"I will not give up this church, and I will not leave here."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Joyce waved his hand, indicating that he was not in any danger.

He also has a trump card, which is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

"Oh? Are you so confident? Then I want to see what you are capable of. Maybe I will ask you for help then?" Freya blinked a few times pretending to be confused and asked curiously. road.

"This..." Joyce was a little bit pained, but then she thought that it didn't matter if she agreed, just help if you can. The community has helped so many people and this one is no exception.

"Yeah!" Seeing Joyce agreeing, Freya immediately cheered excitedly.

...

Sportswear gang warehouse stronghold

Ivanovich and his younger brothers stood in front of a burly man, not daring to make a sound.

The burly man was two meters tall, with extremely strong muscles. He had a beard on his face, his eyes were bright, and his bearded face was full of flesh, and he was filled with a strong aura.

"I heard that more than a dozen of you came to do work but were beaten away?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Yes...yes, boss." Ivanovich lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Trash!" Hearing his subordinate's answer, the burly man roared angrily and slapped him forward, causing Ivanovich's mouth to bleed and stars to shine in his eyes.

"Get the fuck out of here! Did I raise you to eat shit? There are more than a dozen people, and you can't even beat one person. Are everyone in Hell's Kitchen all Daredevils?" the burly man roared.

The younger brothers didn't dare to answer, and crawled away as if they were being pardoned.

Soon, there was only one burly man left in the huge warehouse.

His name is Ivan Bagionis, and he is the leader of the sportswear gang. He manages the gang with his brother and has hundreds of people under his command. Every year, he recruits a group of desperadoes from Europe to commit crimes. Business, as long as money can solve it, is not a problem for him.

However, today it fell into the hands of a young priest, and his men also suffered a lot of losses.

This made him very angry. The loss of manpower didn't matter, but it made him lose face. What did the other gangsters think?

Oh, Big Ivan, haven’t you seen him acting like this in a few days?

"Damn it! I want you to pay the price!" Ivan Banionis gritted his teeth and said, picked up his mobile phone, pulled out a phone number and called, "No matter how you use it, find the clown and let him come to see me!"

...

"Boss, where did that kid come from? His strength seems a bit scary. Do we really want to mess with him?" A gangster couldn't help but ask.

"Provoke him? Huh, you want to die but I don't want to die yet!" Ivanovich shouted angrily. He was submissive in front of the boss, but he could stand up in front of the younger brother.

These little gangsters only go with Ivanovich to rob or collect protection money. When fighting, they usually fight more and fight less. Except for a few unlucky people who were beaten by Daredevil, the rest of them have never encountered anyone who can fight like this. .

Ivanovich glared at the gangsters angrily, covered his swollen face and cursed angrily, "Get out of here, get away from me, don't let me see you again!"

The gangsters left in dejection with their heads lowered, not daring to stay any longer.

Ivanovich took a deep breath and calmed down.This kid is not simple. He fought against more than a dozen gangsters by himself and still escaped unscathed.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but clenched my fists tightly and showed murderous intent.

...

After the last conflict, Joyce finally calmed down a little.

Still not relaxing, still training himself crazily.

He also knows that such calm does not mean that he can live a peaceful life. On the contrary, it is just the calm before the storm.

All he can do now is improve himself to make himself strong enough to compete with the evil forces.So, he has to keep trying.Otherwise, once defeated by the enemy, he will forever lose this opportunity to make a comeback.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and saw that it was time for dinner. I came to the kitchen and prepared to make some delicious dishes to reward myself.

The crazy exercise these days has made his appetite bigger than ever.

Not only that, the progress in cooking skills is also very obvious.

In the past, Joyce's cooking skills were just enough to make a living, but now, his level has reached the point where he can enjoy both color and flavor, which can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

During this time, in addition to Freya occasionally coming to chat with him, the neighbors would sometimes come to visit. After all, many elders also watched him grow up. At noon, Joyce would also Stay with them for lunch.

Joyce's Chinese cuisine has had a great effect on these people. No one would have thought that a handsome young man born and raised like Leonardo could actually cook food from a mysterious country.

Moreover, he would also go over to help the neighbors when they needed help, which also made them gradually become familiar with each other.

After he came back, after getting along with each other these days, everyone has become extremely interested in Joyce's current changes, especially the neighbors. They are all very curious about how Joyce fought off those gangsters. of.

Joyce dismissed the curiosity of these people with one sentence.

Joyce said: When I was in college, I rescued an old man with a white beard and taught me some Chinese Kung Fu.

These people also expressed their understanding.

So he was not impatient and still got up at five o'clock every morning.

Eat a delicious breakfast and listen to elegant music.

All of this was so beautiful that Joyce even wanted to live like this forever, but she couldn't.