Seeing the gun pointed at him, Fox was stunned.
Fuck! These Catholics are really tough! They just do what they say, damn! They're almost like gangsters!
We can't fight now, we must bring the priest back safely.
Fox immediately put on a smiling face and revealed his identity: "Excuse me, priests! I am Fox from the Black Rabbit Gang! I must take this priest back today. I have something important to attend to. Please make way!"
The priest calmly stepped forward and said, "So it's from the Black Rabbit Gang! We don't want to be enemies with the Black Rabbit Gang. It's just that what this priest did is truly damaging to the image of our Catholic Church. We must cut off his gil!"
When the pastor in the car heard this, he started to tremble with fear.
"Okay, okay! No problem," Fox agreed. "You can do whatever you want, but you have to wait until we're done."
"Are you sure you're done? Can you send the person back to me?" asked the priest.
"Of course, I, Fox, always keep my word!"
The priest paced a few steps and thought carefully. The Black Rabbit Gang was very powerful, and Ribs was running for a seat in parliament, so they naturally couldn't afford to offend him.
"Alright then! I'll let you take him!" said the priest, "but if he gets away, I'll have to ask your Black Rabbit Gang for him!"
After the priest finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the believers under him put away their guns, moved their cars away, and made way for him.
On the way back to the Black Rabbit Gang, the pastor was so scared that he was incoherent and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
After all, your life is about to be cut off, who wouldn’t be scared!
Fox took the opportunity to threaten and comfort him, saying, "Don't worry, young man! I just said those words to reassure them. As long as you cooperate with us, I promise I won't hand you over to those cultists! Do you understand?"
"Okay, I understand." The pastor agreed nervously.
In the Black Rabbit Gang's lair, Irene had already set up the equipment, ready to give the pastor a wonderful live broadcast while debating.
Seeing that the pastor was silent and sitting on the sofa in a daze, Ribs seemed to have some mental problems.
He pulled Fox aside and asked quietly, "How did you get this guy here? Did you use some tricks or intimidate him too much?"
"Boss, you're blaming me wrongly!" Fox spread his hands. "Not only did I not threaten him, I even comforted him! It was those people in the church who wanted to kill him that scared him like this..."
Ribs walked up to the pastor, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. Just tell the truth during the live broadcast! We won't make things difficult for you."
The pastor nodded, then suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Boss, you must save me! Don't hand me over to the church. They are truly perverted! Falling into their hands would be worse than death."
Ribs was stunned, then turned to ask Fox: "What's going on?"
"Hey, it was those people from the church... They said this guy was blaspheming God and they wanted to cut his penis..." Fox said helplessly, "I snatched this guy from the church..."
"So, these church members are really cruel!" Libus muttered.
To calm the pastor, Fox said, "But it doesn't matter... No matter how cruel they are, can they be more ruthless than our Black Rabbit Gang? Even in terms of perversion, the Butcher and I are no less capable than those cultists!"
"Oh, that's right, that's right..."
Anyway, this guy will only be used for one day, so Reeves didn't say anything else and turned around and left.
......
At eight o'clock in the evening, the exciting debate is finally about to begin.
In the all-glass studio on the top floor of the Chicago Sun-Times headquarters, the director is adjusting an 8K camera that can capture micro-expressions.
The priest's simultaneous online broadcast controlled by Irene is also ready.
Before the debate even began, the Chicago Sun-News' ratings had already reached a high of 63%, and the debate's sponsors and advertising fees had risen to the level of $100,000 per minute.
Before going on stage, in the lounge of the live broadcast room, Graver was holding a large stack of manuscripts and doing the final review.
Ribs was drinking coffee leisurely. He knew very well that he only needed to grasp the fact that Graves was a pastor lover to win the debate.
After an opening animation, the host said enthusiastically: "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Chicago Sun-News live studio! The two candidates have entered the stage, and the excitement is about to begin."
The scene cuts to the live broadcast room, where Ribs and Graver are standing on either side of the podium.
Ribs is still dressed casually and looks calm and composed.
Graver, dressed in a sharp suit, flashed his trademark politician smile—an expression he had practiced a thousand times in front of the mirror.
The two of them first talked about their own campaign strategies, but the voters were already tired of hearing them and were impatient.
"Let's get straight to the point!"
The host flipped over the question card and couldn't wait to move on to the next debate session.
"First, Mr. Graver, could you please respond to the rumors about your improper relationship with church members?"
Graver, following the campaign's guidance, brushed off the incident: "As I've stated before, that video was a fabricated political smear."
Then, he quickly turned the topic to Ribbs: "The real focus should be Mr. Ribbs's gangster background——"
Reeves calmly responded, "I've never been involved in any gangs. As for the accusations that I have a gang background, I guess it's because the casino I run is called the Black Rabbit Casino, and there's a "black" in the name, which makes people mistakenly think it's a gang!"
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