078 Sinful Souls
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It was a cloudless weather, but when I arrived at the island, the noon sun seemed to be in the twilight, and gradually, I could not feel the unique humidity and heat of the seaside, as if it had become the remnant sun of winter, and the soft warmth revealed a slight chill.
Chen Miao and Chen Jing finally arrived at their destination.
They thought that a complex of buildings was waiting for them in the center of the island, but there was only a simple wooden house surrounded by a wooden fence in front of them.
In the courtyard enclosed by the wooden fence, there were already a lot of participants, all of them were from the same school as Chen Miao, but Chen Miao could recognize few of them.
"What kind of shit summer camp, is this trying to survive in the wild?" Lewis scoffed.
This Lewis is the white young man who stole the dinner knife before, and he is a 'master' who often 'beats beans' in school, but the strong outside and the middle cadre are the title of this 'master'.
Wilson, the student council president on the side, frowned and reprimanded, "You're too noisy, shut up." β
Which is Lewis an honest horn?
He raised his eyebrows and laughed angrily, "Are you talking to me?"
"Hey!" Lewis was pushed hard by the strong black man next to President Wilson before he could provoke it, "What do you think of President Wilson?"
Lewis was pushed and staggered, but he didn't dare to squeak, his one-meter-eight physique was more than two meters above the black strong man, it was really not enough to see, and then look at the bulging tendons and flesh of the black strong man, how could Lewis dare to come forward to refute.
"No need Andre, Lewis-san didn't mean to offend me, did Lewis-s.e?" President Wilson smiled as he shuddered.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! President Wilson!" Lewis said in apology.
There was no way, Andre was clenching his fists on the side, making a threatening sound of 'Caracalla', Lewis didn't want to try Andre's fist to have a few pounds and taels.
Textbook-style killing of chickens and monkeys, Wilson also achieved the effect he wanted, glanced at Lewis contemptuously, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and played with the warbler Yanyan who came up.
"I thought there would be a fight~" Chen Jing, who secretly ate melons in the corner, thought he was going to witness a good show, and smiled disappointedly.
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Chen Miao is not interested in this kind of bad taste.
Chen Jing muttered: "I heard that this Wilson is not simple earlier, and now it seems that there are indeed some means." β
Chen Miao nodded non-deniably in agreement.
"Ahemβ"
Just after the last participant arrived at the courtyard, the organizers finally had the next step.
A man with an Asian face, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, held the microphone and coughed with a cough that attracted everyone's attention.
He said in a neat American accent: "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, welcome to this place, I believe we will get along very well, and introduce myself by my name - Sam Liu." β
Very usual opening.
"Lies, violence, deceit, eroticism, weariness, greed, these are all manifested in you. It was only in the second sentence that it began to change its taste.
The faces of the crowd were mixed.
Lewis had just been scolded, and he had already endured the evil fire in his belly, and shouted directly: "Hey, what are you talking about, you yellow-skinned monkey!"
The men and women of both black and white men around him laughed contemptuously, and the Asian-faced participants all frowned.
Unexpectedly, Sam Liu didn't have the slightest hint of annoyance when he heard such words.
"In the same way rejoicing over one sinner who repents shall rejoice in heaven than over ninety-nine righteous men who do not need to repent." Sam Liu said slowly: "This is a passage from the Bible, some of you may be familiar with it, or you may not be familiar with it, but it doesn't matter. β
Chen Jing muttered, "Is this to preach?"
Sam Liu's face gradually distorted, and he smiled: "My Father will also rejoice in offering such a sinful soul!"
The participants gradually realized that something was wrong and began to talk to each other.
Chen Miao frowned and said to Chen Jing: "We seem to have been taken to the initiation ceremony of a cult......
"Well...... And it doesn't seem like it's easy to leave now. Chen Jing looked around, and the white strong men wearing masks before had unknowingly surrounded here!
β34οΌ35οΌ36β¦β¦ Oh my God, these people seem to come out of a mold, I can't even find the difference between them!" Chen Jing's face froze, and the development of things became more and more weird!
"Mr. Sam Liu, what are you organizing this scam for?" said President Wilson slowly.
He also noticed the quiet circle outside the fence around him, and knew that the Asian man in front of him would not leave so easily. A few thoughts flashed through my mind: 'Terror? No, it is too much trouble to be on such a remote island, and it is not even as effective as the panic caused by a machine-gun slaughter in the middle of the city. So it's for money, but aren't all the paupers here?'
Although Wilson's parents also have some capital, they can only be middle-class, and there is still a big gap between them and wealth, and he really can't think of what this person is for.
"I want you to play a game with me. Sam Liu, who had calmed his expression, smiled.