The Pirate Family

Three years later, Adela, the island of flowers and praise.

This beautiful island is located in the middle and second half of the Great Airway Paradise, not on the mainstream airway.However, due to its unique weather, it is always full of flowers throughout the year, so there are many people who come here.

In the capital city, on the Red Rose Long Street, a white domed church that has just been repaired stands there.

The white churches contrast with the red roses.

At the door of the church, a young man in a black priest's robe stood upright.Next to him were a lady in a dark red bishop's robe, and a middle-aged blond.This middle-aged man looks British and has an extraordinary bearing.

"Thank you for your selfless donation, God will protect you." Arelli, who was promoted to bishop, gave a nun to the blond middle-aged man in front of him, and then said softly, her voice was like a lark in the valley. Nice.

The reason why she was promoted to bishop was not because the headquarters of the Church of the Holy Truth in the red earth began to notice her and promoted her to the post.

But just that, every member of the church assigned to spread the glory of the Lord on different islands will receive the title of bishop, and the powerful bishop can even be equal to the pope in his own diocese.It's hard to say some unwilling bishops.

This blond middle-aged man announced that he had converted to the Holy Truth Church shortly after Lorne and his party arrived in Adela. The church built by him had just been completed a few days ago.

The middle-aged man looked up at the priest in black who was standing in front of him, and when he saw his face as usual, he settled down and said.

"This is my responsibility and obligation as a believer in the Lord."

Arelli wanted to take the conversation, and a little nun hurriedly ran out of the church.

"It's not good, it's not good, Bishop Arelli!" said the little nun, panting.

Arelli frowned, "Did you forget what I said to you before?"

"Every nun should be a dignified and elegant lady!" The little girl said sternly, and Arelli nodded in satisfaction and said softly.

"Go ahead, what happened?"

"Too many people come to worship!" the little girl said hurriedly."Sister Rila can't handle it!"

"This..." Arelli looked up at Lorne, and stopped talking.

"Go ahead, it seems that we need to add more manpower, not the bishop's own every time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Arelli saluted gently, and then slowly withdrew.

Presiding over worship?She has done many things like this before, and it's no big deal.

"Hey," Lorne shook his head helplessly while watching Arelli, who was trying to be a lady while trotting.

"I have some innocent children here, why don't we send them here?" The middle-aged man whispered after seeing Arelli go far.

On the surface, he is a jeweler of Adela, with a nice personality, but secretly, he is one of Lorne's minions in Adela.Specially help Lorne deal with some things he is inconvenient to deal with.

"No need," Lorne said lightly."It's not someone she recognizes, she won't accept it. Otherwise, after so long, there won't be so many people here."

"Then I will find a few simple-minded children from there?" the middle-aged man said tentatively.

"Forget it," Lorne patted his shoulder lightly, "Go to the "back room" to see, I haven't been there for a long time."

"Okay. My king." The middle-aged man said respectfully, and then gently clapped his hands, a magnificent horse-drawn carriage, which was extremely luxurious.Slowly came to the door of the church.

"Please get in the car." The middle-aged man gently opened the side door of the carriage, and then made an inviting respectful look to Ron.

"Hey," Lorne shook his head, this carriage really didn't fit his identity.Once you sit on it, you will be grasped by your old opponents.

"Sorry, I didn't think about it well." The middle-aged man immediately apologized and patted his hands lightly. The entourage immediately understood what he meant.Press a button hidden on the carriage.

The gorgeous exterior of the carriage is hidden, and the carriage becomes simple and truthful.

"Tell me about your situation." Lorne got on the carriage and said lightly to the middle-aged man.

"Last month, we took over a batch of goods from the pirates in the past. Although a lot of them have been sold out, we still have a lot of inventory on hand."

"Many buyers took a fancy to our batch of goods and kept the price low."

"Then let them be low, even if this batch of goods is rotten in your hands, they won't give them a chance to eat it at a low price." Lorne lit a cigarette, and Qingfang's handmade mark was printed on the cigarette case, the country of cigarette Sigret’s specialty products sell for a pack of hundreds of thousands of Baileys.

"Take my things to deal with me. Does Quett treat me as a fool?" Lorne spit out eye circles. When he was upset, cigarettes could really clear his mind.

"Master Jody is negotiating with Quett," the middle-aged man said, lowering his head. "If the negotiations go well, we will be able to get his way of smuggling drugs."

"I hope he is acquainted." Lorne said lightly. "Perhaps Jody will come to me with Quett's mind?"

"With the temper of Lord Jody, it might be possible," the middle-aged man agreed.

At this time, Lorne's brows suddenly frowned, and he felt a malicious lurking in the crowd.

A man came over staggeringly, as if he was drunk. He suddenly rushed to Lorne's carriage, and the coachman couldn't dodge and hit him.

Fuck, touch porcelain!?

Lorne, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but explode with a swear word. This Porcelain culture can't get rid of anywhere.

"Oh, it hurts!" The drunkard groaned and lay on the ground.

"Hey." Lorne sighed slightly, then handed the lit cigarette in his hand to the middle-aged man.

I am a glorious priest, and I cannot do such detrimental things.

The door of the car opened slowly, and the onlookers recognized the person sitting in the car with a sharp eye.

"It's Father Wien of the Church of the Holy Truth! And the jeweler Carrier!"

"Praise the Lord, if it's Father Wayne, this poor injured man will get the treatment he deserves."

"This is the gift of the Lord."

Wien, is Lorne's pseudonym, taken from the first two words of the family name Wien Hill.There are many believers in the crowd, and it seems that Lorne's usual image work is pretty good.

"Are you all right." Lorne got out of the car and kindly lifted the drunk up, like a shining sun in the eyes of the believers.

"Oh," the drunkard didn't hear it, gestured to vomit on Ron.