"Don't kill me, please! Let me go!!"

The white-faced man's face was filled with tears, like a powerless maggot, struggling away from the black man behind.

He no longer had the heart to think about why the situation had become like this. Under the threat of real death, only the instinct of survival filled his brain.

Faced with the begging of the white-faced man, Hamilton's expression changed at all, and his steps did not stop, and he still slowly shortened the distance between the two.

"Please, please! Let me go, let me go!!"

Seeing that his begging for mercy did not work, the white-faced man became even more panicked.

He no longer crawled, but supported his upper body with his hands and kept knocking to the ground with his head.

In this way, I beg for the God of Death who approaches step by step.

But Hamilton was still unmoved and approached step by step.

Until he walked to the white-faced man, the other party was still kowtowing, tears and snot mixed with blood, wetting the small piece of ground in front of him.

"Don't kill me...Don't kill me..."

Feeling Hamilton standing in front of him, the frequency of the white-faced man kowtowed became faster and faster.

It seemed as if Hamilton would forgive his life as long as he knocked fast enough.

"May the light of freedom forgive you."

Looking at the man who kept kowtowing in front of him, Hamilton squatted down and spoke lightly.

At the same time, Hamilton stretched out his right hand and pressed the back of the white-faced man's head.

"Please..."

Before the white-faced man could say his last begging, Hamilton's right hand suddenly exerted force and slammed hard on the ground with the head!

"Click!"

As a crisp sound of a watermelon cracking came, Hamilton stood up slowly and shook the stains on his hands.

Without taking a look under him, he turned back and walked towards Sun Jiayi.

"Old man..."

Seeing Hamilton, who was like Shura, approached him, the girl's voice unconsciously brought a hint of tremolo to her.

She knew Hamilton was here to protect her, but the killing methods she used really scared her.

"Jiayi, you should see it very clearly."

Facing Sun Jiayi, Hamilton smiled again on his face, as gentle as an angel.

"Yes, I saw it, they plan to kill you..."

Sun Jiayi was silent for a moment and answered.

At that time, when Hamilton asked him to stay where he was, the girl felt a little strange.

Thinking that Hamilton should keep her safe? Why did she stay alone?

What happened later.

The bearded man and the white-faced man obviously have bad intentions and want to kill the old man.

If Hamilton had an ordinary identity, then the only person who was lying in a pool of blood would be a black man.

"But, why?"

It seemed that he couldn't understand the thoughts in his mind, Sun Jiayi immediately asked.

"There are many reasons. External factors are often not the main cause of human extinction. The root cause of collapse lies in human beings themselves and in the anchor point of human nature."

Hamilton opened his mouth lightly and wiped the blood on his hands with his clothes.

After the previous incident, his clothes were already full of holes and could not play the role it should have.

So after Hamilton wiped his hands, he took off his clothes and threw them aside.

Because he had received external energy supplies and stimulated the cells in the body, the wound on Hamilton's body had long healed.

The near-perfect body appears in the sun, exuding a sense of strength and balance.

It is such a body that defeated the potential threat for the girl again and again.

Entering the factory, Hamilton did not look at the surrounding industrial equipment and vehicles, but walked straight to the small house in the corner.

The cottage is not large in size, it is simply surrounded by iron sheets, and it looks only twenty or thirty square meters. It is probably used to stack valuable materials or production equipment.

This can also be seen from the lock at the door of the cottage.

The small lock is shiny and shiny, and it looks like it is often used by people.

Hamilton did not mean as Sun Jiayi explained. He glanced at the surroundings and soon found a small hammer.

Then he broke the lock on the door with an iron hammer and made a clean and neat move.

The door of the house opened, and before Sun Jiayi could step forward, she could smell a faint stench in her nose.

It tasted like shit and urine mixed together, and it fermented for several days.

The taste impact that was not as good as possible made the girl's stomach churn and she wanted to vomit.

But she still held back and came to Hamilton with curiosity, looking into the cabin.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter. After seeing it, all the girl's previous patience was in vain and she vomited it out on the spot.

The ground in the house was full of shit and urine.

Most of them have dried up and scattered all over the ground, like a bad picture that makes people have nowhere to stay.

Looking further, you can find that there are several women squatting at the corner of the iron wall, dressed in rags and almost naked.

Under their scattered hair, their purple faces were covered, the blood on the corners of their mouths and the stains on their bodies were crying about the atrocities they had suffered.

Seeing that the door of the house was opened, most women shrank to the corner, and they looked very scared to the naked eye.

Only one woman was still there, lifting her dirty head and looking at Hamilton dumbly.

In the light and shadow, the woman should not be able to see Hamilton's appearance clearly.

But she was surprised and then she started shouting incoherently.

"It's...it's you! Ah! Data cable...you, it's you...the light of freedom...the light of freedom!"

The voice was sharp and harsh, and there was no reason and restraint as a human being.

The woman's scream did not scare Hamilton. On the contrary, a faint regret appeared on the black man's face.

"Why didn't you listen to my persuasion and go directly to the Siming Mountain Sanctuary..."

"Do you know her?"

After finally vomiting something in his stomach, Sun Jiayi asked while holding on to the exterior wall of the cottage.

"It's not considered acquaintance, but she helped me when I first arrived here."

Hamilton replied, looking at the woman's appearance, the regret on her face became more and more obvious.

"I helped you? But why did she become like this now?"

Sun Jiayi is not a flower in a greenhouse. Although she has been hiding under Hamilton's protection since the disaster, she still imagined the ugliness of human nature.

But when imagination becomes reality, everything in front of the girl still feels unacceptable.

"It's a pity that the light of freedom does not protect her."

Hamilton replied lightly.

At that time, in order to determine whether the time of her arrival was accurate, Hamilton entered a fried chicken shop and asked a female clerk who was on night shift.

In order to provide energy for the optical brain calculation, Hamilton even asked the other party that borrowed data cables, paralyzing the power supply in a small area.

The crazy woman sitting on the ground in front of me was the fried chicken clerk who Hamilton met when he first came to the world.

In order to repay the other party's kindness, Hamilton pointed out a way for him to survive.

I just don’t know what accident happened on the way, which caused the poor clerk to fall to this point and tormenting madness.

"The target Minkowski unit was detected to decline in huge amounts..."

The sound that only Hamilton could hear was light brain, and the calculation results of the fried chicken shop clerk were given in time.

The huge decline in Minkovsky's unit means a possibility.

A woman's life is about to come to an end.

Sure enough, the crazy woman who was slumped on the ground screamed for a while, suddenly her face froze. She immediately covered her heart with her hands and collapsed on the ground and twitched.

Tears and saliva flowed down her face, soaking the filth on the ground.

Hamilton looked at everything in front of him without any movement.

He seemed to be observing silence, but more so, it was the sadness of powerlessness.

"May your soul be free and return to the embrace of the light of freedom."
To be continued...