The four gendarmerie members were lying on the ground crookedly, looking at me with a look of fear on their faces, and the reason why I didn't kill them, I think they should know a little more, after all, Moro is their old boss, and they should care more about Moro than anyone else. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's Moro doing?" I took the stick and slapped it lightly in the palm of my hand, and looked coldly at the four Shura who were trembling.

"Captain Moro...... Captain Moro ...... Imprisoned in the Paradise Mansion! "Shura who smokes can't smoke anymore, I just punched him out of his mouth full of teeth and taught him a little lesson, if I hadn't been going to ask some questions, they would have been dead by now.

"As for the rest, we really don't know, he colluded with outsiders, and it is said that he also stole very important things, and the elders plan to let him parade the streets tomorrow and print out the people who collude with him and kill them......," one of the Shura said in a trembling voice.

It turns out that this is the reason why Moro is not dead, and they look at me in the wrong way, probably already know that I am the one who has been colluding with Moro, maybe it is the shadow that has been hovering over the Metropolis recently, and even the elders have been killed by me, and how can they be opponents of a few small gendarmes, I just hope to answer happily, I can leave them a way to live.

"Whose idea!" I asked coldly, the guy who came up with this idea must die, and he must not be allowed to live, whether it is to Moro or to the messenger who is already dead, there must be an explanation, and their blood must not be shed in vain.

"It seems to be the idea of the elders...... We really don't know about the rest! Shura, who was smoking at the beginning, looked at me cautiously with his head in his hands.

"Good!" These little characters probably couldn't ask for too much useful information, and it was useless to keep it, the flame dance flame in my hand suddenly erupted, and the blazing heat wrapped the four of them, and before they could make a cry of pain, the flames got into their mouths, and they could only roll on the ground in pain.

It won't be long before the heat of more than 3,000 degrees will burn them to ashes and turn them into garbage that flies in the wind.

I walked up to the dead messenger, looked at his wide eyes, and lost his luster inside, he had suffered enough in this life, and probably never enjoyed any happiness, and finally died in this corner where no one cared about me in order to send me a letter, I actually had a sour feeling in my heart, what the fuck is the life of this city.

It is impossible for him not to know that it will be dangerous to come out at night, and it is impossible not to know the current ban of the Met, but he still came, and I don't know how much effort it took to reach the door of my bookstore safely, just to deliver this letter, he is a disabled person, so many physical disabilities, it is much more difficult to do this kind of thing than a normal person, I saw a look of relief and joy in his eyes when I came, that was the last thing he left, although he was a disabled person, but he probably never gave up the pursuit of hope.

I gently stretched out my hand and closed his eyes, I don't know where he lives, if there are any relatives, the flame from my hand licks his body, dust to dust, although you don't get a good home, but I will always remember you.

I watched as the flames turned him to ashes little by little, and I bowed deeply and left the alley.

In such a dark night, the obvious flames would soon attract a large number of gendarmes, and I could not be discovered.

Back in the study room, I covered my head and fell asleep, but I always felt like I couldn't sleep in a daze, I don't know why I miss Xiaoxi very much, probably because it's too lonely in this hellish place, although there are all people, but the air here is always wafting with a sad and depressing smell, everyone is unhappy, and the days of life and death are like heavy stones, pressing on their chests, making it difficult for them to breathe, and those high-level Shura masters have been trampling on their dignity, Not everyone will not necessarily see the sun tomorrow.

I've never felt so depressed, if only Xiao Xi was by my side at this time, I stared blankly at the yellowing ceiling and thought, after coming here, I felt extremely lonely, here is a completely different world than the underworld and the human world, the air here seems to be heavy, it is suffocating to breathe, there is nothing pleasant to come here, this place is much more cruel than anywhere, the feeling of dying at any time, makes the residents of the whole city seem abnormal, and the nerves are tense every minute.

I secretly prayed that I could successfully kill the first god emperor, lift the curse on me and Xiaoxi, and then if possible, it would be best to go to the place called the earth, according to Mawson, where there is no underworld, no death, no all kinds of strange abilities, everyone is ordinary people, if it is really what he said, no matter where we live, we will not be found by others to be different, it is a place that is really suitable for us to live.

When I think of Mawson, I start to worry...... When I came, he told me that he only needed to kill the first god emperor, as for the heart that beats forever, he was careful and handed it over to him to find, he said that this picture is very sure, I don't know where he got his confidence, maybe it is because there are many people in the god of death, and the search for the ends of the earth? I don't think it will have an effect, I am the closest person to Xiaoxi, maybe there will be induction, maybe I will go to find it in person, maybe there is still a possibility, as for other deaths, I don't think I can get too much hope, he probably doesn't understand that this matter may be more difficult to do than killing the first god emperor, it is possible in both places in the underworld, and the combined area of these two places is unimaginably huge, who knows where Xiaoxi's heart is.

Finally managed to survive until dawn, I opened the door of the small study room, everything looked no different from usual, but each Shura had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, I think they probably knew that Moro was going to be paraded in the street, my hand was clenched all of a sudden, at this moment I wanted to rush out and get Moro out, but I thought of the sentence he wrote on the map, save myself, and let go of my hand again, when I was parading the street, it must be those high-level Shura who had enough people to wait for me to appear, And then as soon as I appeared, they immediately surrounded me, and then a big battle was inevitable, and this time those guys must have come out of the nest.

I suppressed the urge in my heart, sat down slowly, poured my tea, and needed to calm down.

It wasn't until around noon that I heard the noise outside, and I hesitated to go out and have a look, but finally I decided to go out and have a look.

It was already full of people outside, but the middle of the road was vacated, and the shopkeepers on both sides of the road, whether shopping or opening shops, gathered on the side of the road, sticking their heads out and looking into the distance, my heart clenched together.

Five minutes later, a group of gendarmes came over, dragging a bloodied Moro behind them, is this still the Moro I saw? His face was covered with blood, his eyes were swollen like two steamed buns, the corners of his mouth were blackened with blood, his upper body was naked, his chest was full of upturned flesh, and maggots could even be seen drilling back and forth at the wound, and one of his legs was cut off from the knee, a very neat incision, obviously cut off by a sharp weapon, one arm hung softly on the side of the body, no force at all, bone stubble drilled out of the elbow, and the whole body could almost be described as incomplete.

I clenched my fists tightly, Moro looked so miserable, I didn't know how to describe the anger and guilt in my heart, he raised his eyelids and looked at it as he passed by my shop, shook his head slightly, and motioned me not to be impulsive.

In order to protect me, he didn't know how much he suffered, just looking at his appearance was uncomfortable, not to mention that he endured it himself, this cruelty......

I glanced at the old man who followed behind him, this is one of the only four old things left in the Metropolis, I don't know how many guys are watching in the shadows, once I make a move, it will definitely be an earth-shattering battle, although I will not be killed, but it is probably impossible to kill the first God Emperor.

Moro probably saw that I was not in the right mood, and with a smile on his face, he slammed his head to the ground, only to hear a loud "bang", he hit his head on the ground with all his might, with the determination to die, and hit the road, and the ground splashed with blood, he was already tortured, and this time with the determination to die, his brain immediately burst.

I know that he is afraid that when I see his miserable appearance, he can't help but save him, and if the big thing behind is ruined, I really can't help it, so he is committing suicide, a dead person is naturally not worth saving, he uses his life to protect me, how can I deliberately live up to this good intention.

I turned my head, unable to bear to look.

I heard a voice behind me shouting, "Hey, turn your head!" ”

I turned my head and saw that the old guy behind him was looking at me with scrutinizing eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, I probably felt that I didn't have a strong aura on my body before saying: "Keep your eyes open and watch carefully, this is the end of betraying the Metropolis, no matter who it is, I will have a long memory today!" ”

I bowed my head slightly, pretending to be obedient, and then he gave me a cold look, and slowly walked forward, it seemed that he did not care about Moro's death, whether it was dead or alive, he needed to use Moro to lure out the so-called guy who had been hanging over their heads.

I took a deep breath and watched Moro's corpse being dragged forward like this, and I silently swore that I would kill all these old guys as a tribute to you, and that the guys in the Paradise Mansion would all be damned, and that I would make them all pay with their lives to pay for the souls who died in this city.