Chapter 72 The Undercurrent in the East District

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"Courage and sacrifice?"

The declining king put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Amon, and asked again: "Do you want to learn courage and sacrifice?"

Amon touched his eyes: "I don't want to learn, I just want to understand what this is."

"Is this what your father told you?"

"Yes."

"It's very simple. I'll ask you a question." The outside god calmly turned his eyes back to the newspaper, "Since this is your father's expectation for you, are you willing to die for your father?"

"..." Amon pinched his monocle glasses again, with his usual smile on his face, "Is there any cause and effect? ​​I mean, what happened to me is to die, and what can my death be exchanged for?"

"No cause and effect is needed." The declining king turned the newspaper one page, "You just need to answer me or not."

“…will all of me die?”

"right."

"Will my father resurrect me in the future?"

"Ask your father this kind of question."

"………………………” Amon pondered for a while, slowly found a place to sit down, frowned, and the mask-like smile on his face showed a distressed expression due to thinking. He was silent for a long time, and when the outer god finished reading the entire newspaper and changed the next book, Amon finally spoke, "I don't know until that time."

"I think I will run away. My father was once half old, so his spirit was imprinted and lived in His path and would return one day. Since it has existed forever, it doesn't seem to be of much significance to whether His flesh survives. I will try to avenge Him. If I can still be resurrected, it is not unacceptable to die for my father. If He does not want to resurrect me, or even if I sacrifice Him, I will run away."

"Well." The declining king did not comment, "So are you interested in so-called courage and sacrifice?"

"I'm not interested in my father's expectations."

"Well." The outer god replied lightly, "You are the mythical creature, why do you have to let all power serve humanity?"

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Late at night, a girl carrying a big bag full of old clothes walked carefully on a dark and remote path in the East District.

She wore an old but neat light blue dress and a white apron. She looked around carefully while walking and tried to choose a road with gas lights, so she went around for a long time and wasted a lot of time. She obviously knew about the rampant kidnapping incidents recently. But today's work has been busy until now. If it is not dark, she will not be able to afford bread tomorrow. For her future livelihood, even if a kidnapper is active outside, she must work until late at night.

You will be home through this alley...

She whispered to herself, cheering herself up.

The girl stood under the dim gas street lights and looked carefully at the dark alley. The lights could only illuminate the entrance of the alley. Two meters later, it was dark, as if it was a big mouth that was chosen to devour people, which made people feel panicked.

The girl took a light breath and walked in more cautiously. Step by step, she slowly observed the surroundings, trying not to make any noise. When she walked to the middle of the alley, her tense expression and body showed signs of softening, and her steps became slightly lighter.

At this moment, a confined wooden door on the left side of the alley suddenly opened, and a gauze covered her mouth and nose were hidden in one hand. The girl suddenly widened her eyes, subconsciously held her breath, and struggled violently, so another hand stretched out from the darkness, hooked her neck hard, and dragged her whole body into the dark house.

With a light bang, the wooden door closed and the alley returned to silence.

"This little girl is quite strong."

Feeling the strength of the struggle in his arms getting smaller and smaller, someone sneered in the dark: "Look at how many seconds you can hold on."

At this time, he felt something sticky and cold was being patted on his cheek and slowly slid down. Is it water? Is this broken house leaking?

But it hasn't rained recently...

"...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The kidnapper suddenly screamed heart-wrenchingly, letting go of the girl he was imprisoned, and scratching his cheeks desperately. The thing was sliding down, and there was a burning pain along the way like skinning and bone cutting! The kidnapper struggled to take out the match and stumbled to the only broken mirror in the hut. With a light sound, the match was lit, illuminating his vision.

He saw another face on his face!

It turned out that what fell on his face was a piece of flesh and blood! The piece of flesh and blood swallowed his skin, dug a gap on his body, and a strange face grew inside! The face had no expression, dull and terrifying, and kept moving, as if it was about to get out of his body.

At this time, he heard a slight cough coming from behind him.

The girl, who he thought had lost the ability to resist, sat up slowly, took out a bottle of irritating potion from her pocket and took a deep breath, and then shed tears.

"Wuwu... finally...wuwu... has taken the bait..."

The girl was choked and said while wiping her tears.

Even no matter how dull the kidnapper was, he knew that he had fallen into a trap. The crack of the human face had cracked to his shoulders, and half of his face had completely lost consciousness. He grimly bit his exposed teeth, endured the pain, took out a small signal light from his sleeve, and then lit the match that had not yet been extinguished and threw it into the sky.

A firework suddenly exploded in the dark night sky.

...

By the time the person who grew up in the crack completely emerged from the kidnapper's body, the other party had become a skeleton with a tight human skin, without any blood or internal organs, as if he had been dry for several years.

The sound of footsteps came faintly from a distance, and the flesh-and-blooded puppet who had given fixed instructions had no expression on his face. Aliya, who acted as a bait, quickly closed her eyes and fell to the ground to continue pretending to be dizzy. The flesh-and-blooded puppet bent down and took out her wallet and watch from the kidnapper's mummy. Suddenly, a whip blew in the air, hitting the flesh-and-blooded puppet's wrist, cutting off his wrist!

Bang bang bang! The bullets were shot in a row, and three bullets shot into the eyes and eyebrows of the flesh and blood puppet at a precise angle, instantly destroying his (not existed) brain. The powerful impact force lifted his skull away, and the red blood and muscle tissue splashed several meters behind him.

"No wonder I dare to come and get in the way of us. It turns out that I am an extraordinary person."

The revolver in Katy's hand emitted a sloping blue smoke, and the soft whip in her other hand dripped down blood drop by drop. A cruel smile appeared on her scarred face: "Die here."

The flesh and blood puppet was hit by the recoil to a tilt back position that humans could not maintain balance, but did not fall down, but slowly stood up again. He turned his face to Katie, his head was broken, and there was only a mass of dirty blood and flesh in the eyes, two bullets embedded, and the reflection of the brass made them look like a pair of real eyes. Even Katie, who was cruel and ruthless, loved to torture his opponent, couldn't help feeling a chill.

"wrong!"

I thought this was an extraordinary person in the middle and low sequence who was good at flesh and blood magic or control corpses, but Katie's spiritual intuition suddenly sent out a signal of alertness and panic! She immediately emptied the magazines at the flesh and blood puppet, and made him a pool of broken bones that could not stand up, and imprisoned it with extraordinary ability. At this time, the minions she brought finally arrived at the scene, and seven or eight people stood scattered outside the alley, each covering their faces tightly, like a wall that even light could not penetrate.

Katie did not doubt that he was there and immediately ordered: "You guys are here to guard me, and I will go back and report to Mr. Heras now..."

"Hehehehe."

"Hehehehe."

"Hahahahahahaha."

Before she could finish her words, the seven or eight subordinates suddenly burst into strange laughter. Katie suddenly felt creepy. She jumped backwards and loaded six bullets at an extreme speed that even soldiers could not achieve. When she landed, she set up a shooting position without thinking and fired four shots in a row. Extraordinary force attached to it. The brass-colored bullet accurately pierced the heads of the four people and exploded a big hole in their heads.

The four of them fell down and then merged together.

The other three people also smiled strangely while blending together.

Then, these flesh and blood surged upwards and turned into a human form.

Mr. A walked out of the filthy pool of blood, looking at Katie, who was facing a great enemy with a crazy and vicious look: "Let me save your sins."

"The great sins of kidnapping my Lord Lamb can only be forgiven if death."

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Aliya sent her old clothes to the people who had just been resettled yesterday. There were 9 people crowded in the warehouse. I heard that there were more than a dozen, but someone ran away at night, and there was an old woman.

The old woman seemed to be a very devout goddess believer. Everyone was discussing whether to move out immediately, so that she would not report it to the priests in the church of the Goddess of the Night.

However, Aurora will take care of these things. When the time comes, people will be transferred away, and the bedding and clothes will be burned. People around you will be able to deal with it. The traffic of people in the East District is very large every day. Unless there are thousands or tens of thousands of people at once, or there are large-scale cult dissemination or protests, the church will just register and not take it seriously, let alone track down the whereabouts of refugees.

She looked at her baby pocket watch. It was already past ten o'clock and the red moon was hanging high. This pocket watch was a gift from Dean Norma for congratulating her on her admission to university. It was plated with silver, inlaid with gold wire, and her name was carved. This was one of the few things that really belonged to her.

"Ah, Miss Maria!" Alia saw the person in charge who was talking to her blue-haired uncle and happily went up and said hello, "I met a kidnapper and successfully completed the task!"

"But no one else seemed to have been kidnapped, only me... Mr. Ernst said I was too thin, was it true?"

"You encountered a kidnapping? Are you injured?"

Maria suddenly became nervous, strode to Alia, checked up and down, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine. You are really too thin. You must have more meals in a few years of college."

“The school cafeteria is delicious, but it’s too expensive.”

Alia, who came to work and study for a week, stuck out her tongue: "The bacon on bread is delicious, it's even better to apply some cream."

"Okay, you completed the task successfully and rewarded you with a small jar of cream." Maria also smiled a little, "Mr. A hasn't come back yet?"

"Mr. A killed the kidnapper. The extraordinary person who was attracted ran away when he saw him. He chased after him, and I took the opportunity to run back."

Alia handed a large bag of old clothes to her blue-haired uncle, helped him distribute a simple coat and shirt, and happily got a can of her favorite whipped cream, and decided to take it to the school dormitory tomorrow and smear it on the toast and eat it slowly. Well, this week, I will also write to Dean Norma, telling her that she saw Admisol in Beckland. Admisol is now very smart and is already a normal person, and his reading and writing speed is very fast, so he can go to a normal school to study!

"You can sleep with me tonight. It's too late now. Get up early tomorrow to go to school. I can invite you to have breakfast."

After saying that, Maria's spirituality moved slightly. She looked at the shadow beside the outer wall of the door and frowned slowly: "Mr. A?"

"It's me."

The answer to her was a woman's voice.

Maria saw a tall woman with a fierce eyebrows and eyes, and a fierce look. She also had a revolver and soft whip around her waist, like a mercenary, but her temperament was a bit solemn and solemn, which was very strange.

"Is this Kaping's subordinate?" Maria felt it with her heart, then frowned deeply, "A "Judge" in the low and medium sequence... is the same as my worst expectation, but isn't the judge the orthodox way for the police and the military? Why did she do things for human traffickers like Kaping? Is it a bounty hunter or a mercenary?... Or is Kaping's current power and business have become as big as the military's protection?"

"This is not what I want to care about."

The woman's expression was fierce, but her eyes were dull. Mr. A's voice came from her chest and abdomen: "As long as I leave her body, she will die immediately. I will go back to Kaping tonight and give you the complete road map tomorrow. I will stay there for a day. You can help me depending on the situation."

"good."

Maria breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing her agreement, Mr. A controlled the woman's body and returned the same way, and went to Kaping's mansion with the body and the traces of fighting.

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Early Thursday morning, Klein came to the cheap cafe in the East District as agreed. Old Kohler, who was still wearing his thick jacket before, was sitting in the corner, using tea that could hardly taste tea and a piece of black bread.

Klein came across from him, took out what had been prepared long ago, and pushed it to the other party. It was a funding consisting of two 5 sulles, four 1 sulles notes, and a handful of copper penny specially used to increase the effect.
To be continued...