Chapter 158: Might as well let all the fans come

Faced with this result, Luke Lee’s squad of nuns was completely dumbfounded!

To be honest, the nuns knew Luke Lee’s true capability very well. Since the five of them took turns as sparring partners, they knew exactly what level he had reached, how to coordinate with him next time, and how to preserve the priest's masculine dignity.

Obviously, this was all Olivia’s emotional intelligence at work. If the nun sisters didn't pretend to be a little weaker, how could they make it look like the priest's marksmanship was improving by leaps and bounds? Without doing that, how could he be happy?

However, this time, they were truly stunned!

Because this speed-shooting and hitting rate, even if its practical combat significance was ordinary—after all, this wasn't the era of cowboy duels—from a technical foundation standpoint, it was still breathtaking!

Luke Lee spun the revolver twice and handed the grip to Olivia, "You can give it a try!"

She took the exquisite revolver and instantly felt a strange, seamless connection with her body. It felt as though from aiming to shooting, the weapon could make one lightning fast!

She raised her hand and casually fired two shots, reproducing the astonishing speed. Then, she tried firing all the remaining bullets, and it possessed the same lethal velocity.

Although she was still slower compared to Luke Lee—because he had also added a 100% wind-runner buff to himself—whether it was 0.02 seconds or 0.05 seconds, it was terrifying nonetheless!

"This is a blessed, holy weapon!"

Faced with the shock in their eyes, Luke Lee began to play the mystic.

He continued to open a corner of a fantasy world for them, telling them this was his masterpiece, the fruit of his mind and wisdom, and an act of divine blessing!

Clearly, it was pure bluffing, but given the circumstances, absolutely no one would doubt it. They all believed it—because Luke Lee had also brought out other practice pieces!

Although they weren't as overpowered as the ones bought on the market, among his practice outcomes, there was no shortage of truly stellar works!

For instance, the sniper rifle right before their eyes had runes carved all along the entire barrel. It possessed lethal precision, with bullet dispersion at 800 meters measuring a mere 5 centimeters!

This meant that as long as he didn't aim strictly for the head, if he hit the body, a mere 5-centimeter dispersion wouldn't affect the lethality at all. What was meant to die would die; this was its terrifying accuracy.

Then there was the enhanced AA12 shotgun, equipped with armor-piercing effects capable of tearing through Kevlar bulletproof vests!

The silenced 1911, whose suppressor achieved the genuine quietness of a mosquito's buzz!

A bulletproof vest as thin, light, and soft as a summer vest, yet reinforced with rune armor-enhancing effects comparable to Level IV Dragonscale armor, which even a close-range burst from an AK-47 could not pierce!

Luke Lee had no use for these abundant practice pieces, so he simply gave them to the nuns as gifts.

"Pick whatever you like and take it!"

"Anyway, I have no use for them!"

Now it was their turn to go crazy.

From now on, whoever dared to say Father Lekang wasn't holy, they would point their gun barrels right at that person's head first!

Seeing how utterly captivated they were, Luke Lee still felt a strong sense of pride.

"Once you've picked your gear, let's get ready to shoot!"

His show was tied to his popularity, so he couldn't afford to be sloppy.

***

As an open-minded priest, ever since Luke Lee moved into the California estate, he had been constantly subverting traditions.

As a priest, he never attended morning prayer. While others were being pious, he was soundly asleep, accompanied by glamorous supermodels he had hooked up with God-knows-when.

As a priest, he never liked preaching religious hypocrisies of mercy and love to his subordinates; he only preferred to educate everyone in a sharp manner—

"When reasoning with a cross doesn't work, wouldn't you rather use a Colt to bash his head in?"

"Reading is for the sake of being able to talk nicely with people, but traditional martial arts are for making assholes talk nicely to you!"

Tucking a Colt revolver into his waistband and wearing a cowboy hat, Father Luke Lee was out in the open that day, rallying everyone to learn American traditional martial arts as he blurted out a bunch of badass remarks.

This group of people was left completely dumbfounded by the priest's speech! Just as Luke Lee thought they might find it hard to digest, one by one, they burst into applause!

Seeing this, Luke Lee couldn't help but smile.

Good grief, even this couldn't warp your minds?

It just shows that besides being a bit superstitious about a single deity, the Saints were still very much keeping up with the times!

Thus, the estate gradually permeated a relaxed atmosphere. Luke Lee didn't care for tedious formalities, yet his magic and authority showed no sign of diminishing; everyone loved such a pioneering priest.

Luke Lee could only shrug—a life of winning effortlessly was just that simple.

After these daily episodes, the nuns were well-prepared with their weapons and the show. Once they put on the uniforms customized for them earlier, they instantly transformed from gentle, understanding nun sisters into cold, dashing, gun-toting assassins.

The production team found a location and filmed several sequential scenes over the course of several days: car chases, explosive gunfights, and then Luke Lee catching bullets bare-handed like Superman.

The crew shot the cinematic footage in a documentary-style realism, recreating the American flair of everyday gunfights, which could also be considered an alternative kind of liveliness.

The more Luke Lee looked, the more satisfied he became. He even considered, when he had the free time, raising funds to direct a movie for everyone. Never mind whether the box office revenue was good or bad, it didn't matter—he just loved being the protagonist!

He wanted a story where a priest leads a harem of nuns to slaughter all opposition, ideally filmed in the style of a graphic novel like *Sin City*, with minimal logic and pure aestheticized violence!

Of course, the Saints did have an abundant annual advertising budget after all. Luke Lee wasn't the kind of person who would abuse his power, thinking he was the master of St. Steele, and arbitrarily misappropriate public funds.

But using the advertising fees reasonably and affectionately to shoot a promotional movie wouldn't hurt, right? Luke Lee was already blissfully imagining himself becoming a movie star.

Whether acting as a magician or a movie star, right from the beginning, his goal was to enjoy life and fulfill the unfulfilled wishes of his past life.

The filming that day welcomed a break. Luke Lee was drinking tea inside the crew's trailer when he happened to look out the window and noticed that a crowd of fans had arrived at some point, lively and watching from a distance.

The bodyguards had put up isolation tape, but they couldn't withstand the perseverance of hardcore fans who observed right under the sun. Some even brought tents, moved in beach chairs, and applied sunscreen—clearly preparing for a long-haul battle.

Luke Lee even spotted a chubby little guy holding fried chicken in his left hand and a cola in his right, which amused him. "It looks like if we don't put on some kind of show this time, they won't let it rest!"

Judy had just returned from outside as well, and upon hearing this, she said, "Continuing your usual tradition? If you don't perform live on site, there will always be people nitpicking that the shots in your footage are computer-generated special effects."

"You really do understand me!"

Luke Lee nodded, because he had just watched the clips as well. Even though these segments were shot on location in reality without any CGI technology, they truly looked like a Hollywood blockbuster.

To ensure that after the reality show aired, his claim of "100% realistic on-location filming" possessed undeniable persuasiveness, he decided to perform it in reality!

"So, are you planning to do it in a stadium or a theater this time?"

Judy asked him a crucial question.

However, this time Luke Lee wanted neither.

"No, no! Those places aren't suitable anymore. Waving guns and cannons around indoors is quite dangerous, and they can't fulfill the wishes of too many people!"

"Are you thinking of holding it outdoors?" Judy shared a good tacit understanding with him.

"You got it!" That was precisely Luke Lee's idea. "Let's set the performance stage in a wide-open outdoor space, charge no admission fees, and let any fan who wants to come observe!"

"I've recently seen a lot of complaints online saying my performances are too rare and tickets are impossible to grab. This time, I'm going to throw it wide open and let them watch to their heart's content!"

"I'm going to prove my invincibility right in front of everyone, showing them how I remain safe and sound amidst a hail of bullets!"