The next day, the two troublemakers were escorted to the entrance of Mia's church by their respective family heads. They seemed to be fine. It seemed that they had already received treatment for their injuries. They were dressed decently, like typical rich young masters.
One of them was called Townsend and the other Larry. They were a pair of good friends. Their parents were also close friends, so they even got together to cause trouble.
"Sigh, we're too busy with work. We'll have to trouble you to discipline these two brats."
The parents said to the old bishop.
They mistakenly thought that this amiable old bishop was in charge of education and did not pay attention to the elegant and easy-going Reynolds.
After the children were pushed into the church, the parents gave five gold coins as a donation.
In principle, the church would not charge for this kind of work, but no parents would really be stingy. Otherwise, who knew what kind of treatment their children would receive? More or less, they would still be grateful.
It was quite generous of him to offer five gold coins in one go.
After the parents left in the carriage, the old bishop turned to Reynolds and asked:
"Is it okay to leave them to you?"
"Of course, I'm the best at educating others."
Reynolds said confidently.
"Very well, I'll go to the market first. I'll leave them to you."
With that, the old bishop left.
The two brats originally thought that this seemingly easy-going old man would be the one to discipline them. They had already made plans in their hearts. This was not the first time the two of them had been sent to the Church for discipline. It could be said that they had experienced hundreds of battles and had seen many.
An old man like this was actually very easy to fool. As long as they gave in and flattered him, or at most bribed him with pocket money, they would be able to get through easily.
In the end, they did not expect that it would be this young cleric who did not look much older than them.
This was a little out of the ordinary, wasn't it?
But it did not matter. Young people were definitely easier to deal with. Besides, he was a young cleric from a small church who had not seen much of the world. With a little trick, they could easily handle him.
Both of them were very confident in their thoughts.
Reynolds led the two into the church and closed the door. He turned back to show a kind smile and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Reynolds.
"Hello, my name is Reynolds. You can call me Pastor Reynolds. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the next few days …"
"Please reflect on your mistakes and follow my orders."
When the two of them saw Reynolds being so polite and submissive, they thought that he was the kind of person who could be easily bullied.
"You don't look much older than us. What right do you have to discipline us?"
"That's right. Take care of yourself first."
"I follow the teachings at all times, repent and reflect on myself every day, so I definitely take care of myself."
Reynolds said patiently.
The two rascals echoed each other and said, "That's right.
"Tsk, forget it. You clergy are all two-faced. Who doesn't know that?"
"That's right, that's right. I think you should stop pretending in front of us. Let's just go through the motions. It's best if nothing happens. If you don't know what's good for you, we'll just find some random people to tear down this shabby church of yours!"
"Sigh, looks like you guys aren't willing to cooperate …"
Reynolds shook his head helplessly.
"Then I have no choice but to change my method."
After saying that, he took two steps forward, raised his fists, and smashed them in the face.
The two brats were immediately thrown to the ground, their noses bleeding profusely.
"You … You dare to hit me?!"
"Even my father didn't hit me!"
The two of them shouted and struggled to stand up, intending to resist.
Reynolds, on the other hand, kicked the two of them in the chest with a little more force than usual.
This time, the two brats were almost kicked to death. They couldn't get up even if they wanted to.
"Are you willing to cooperate now?"
Reynolds asked with a smile.
The two of them were in so much pain that they kept gasping for air. How could they still speak?
"Still not willing? Hmm, not bad, you have backbone! "
As Reynolds spoke, he twisted the two's heads on the left and right and slammed them hard …
The two of them immediately fainted.
However, they didn't have time to faint for long. Two basins of cold water were splashed on their faces, and they immediately woke up.
"Are you willing to cooperate now?"
Reynolds continued to ask with a smile.
The two brats shook their heads vigorously as if they had seen the devil. They begged,
"Please, don't hit us …"
"Hey? Can't tell that you guys are tough? "
As Reynolds spoke, he twisted their heads again …
Only then did the two of them react. They cried out in pain and said in unison:
"I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll do anything you say! "
"Are you still going to tear down my church?"
Reynolds continued to ask.
"I won't do it again!"
"Tsk … What a pity …"
Reynolds muttered with some regret. Only then did he let the two of them go for the time being and ordered them to go into the confession room.
The confession room of Mia's Cult was very narrow. The two of them squeezed together and barely managed to stand.
Reynolds locked the door of the confession room and poured two cups of tea. He handed them over through the cell window.
Even though they were locked up like criminals, the two of them felt a sense of security. At least the iron bars could protect them from being beaten up by the irascible priest.
"Why did you pretend to be Cranium Crusher? Tell me the truth! "
Reynolds asked.
The two of them quickly spilled the beans.
It turned out that the one called Townsend liked all kinds of heroic biographies since he was young. He worshipped Cranium Crusher, a dark hero. He hoped that he could be as strong as Cranium Crusher and protect the city in his own way.
As for the one called Larry, he was much smarter. He thought that if he imitated Cranium Crusher's style, even if he caused any trouble, he could blame it on Cranium Crusher and not be targeted.
Unfortunately, he was not strong enough. The first time he went out, he couldn't even beat a small hoodlum …
"Do you know what your biggest mistake is?"
Reynolds continued to ask.
The two of them quickly reflected on their mistakes. They had said the same thing countless times.
Reynolds did not have the patience to listen to them. He quickly waved his hand and corrected them.
"It seems that your parents made a wise choice by sending you here. Otherwise, you wouldn't have realized your mistake."
"Your biggest mistake is that you pretended to be Cranium Crusher but lost. You even got beaten up …"
The two of them could not help but be stunned. They did not expect this at all.
Reynolds continued to speak with righteous indignation.
"You see, if you won, you wouldn't have been beaten up, you wouldn't have been caught, and you wouldn't have been sent to me …"
"Even if you want to imitate Cranium Crusher, you should at least be more realistic! You can't even beat a small hoodlum with that little bit of skill, and you still have the nerve to impersonate him?
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