The government soldiers saw that his eyes were red, and he looked desperate, not daring to act rashly, and it was difficult to give in in front of a new recruit, so the two sides pointed at each other and froze in place.

"Looks like I can go!" I chuckled and shrugged, only I could ease the tension between them, and as I passed by the creep, I whispered in his ear that the soldier had taken my money, and that maybe I could use this to threaten the guy to go back and not to complain to his superiors, otherwise the creep would not escape the blame.

Although he is very righteous, if something really happens when he returns to the barracks, there is nothing I can do to save him.

After saying that, I swaggered into the car, although the soldiers were very unwilling, but in the face of their own guns, they could only admit it.

"Are you alright?" After getting into the car, the goddess asked in a low voice.

"God forbid, we were lucky to have met those recruits." I laughed.

"Hehe, you've learned to thank God, too?" The goddess smiled at me, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sprang out like an arrow from a string.

I looked back in the rearview mirror, and the soldiers had all lowered their guns, not knowing what to say to each other, and I could only pray that the guy would go back and not sue him, otherwise the recruits would probably be charged with collaborating with the enemy, which would be shot, especially in such a sensitive period.

"Good luck to you!" I sighed softly.

There were no more obstacles on the way, safely back to the church, stopped at the door and the goddess and I got out of the car, the back door of the church was open, but there was no one.

I walked to the door and looked inside, there was not even a figure, and the silence was a little creepy.

"What's the matter, I said that I would unload the goods here, why didn't anyone come out?" I looked back at the goddess in a strange way.

"How do I know? Check it out! "The goddess gave me a blank look, and raised her feet to go inside.

"Wait a minute!" I grabbed her arm, then arched my nose and sniffed hard.

"What are you doing?" The goddess looked at me amusedly.

"Don't you think there's something unusual in the air?" I said with a grimace.

"What does it smell like?" Hearing my words, the goddess took a deep breath, then frowned.

"It smells of blood!" My voice darkened, and I drew my pistol with my backhand, and I looked at the goddess with an ominous premonition.

With guns in hand, the two of us crept into the church, the quiet sound of falling pins around us, and the smell of blood grew stronger as we approached the hall.

When we walked to the door, the scene in front of us changed our faces in an instant, corpses, corpses all over the floor, blood spilled all over the floor, almost a river.

The goddess was stunned for a long time and didn't react, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the smell of blood rushed straight to my heart, and the suppressed anger rose from my heart, drumming in my chest, and I wanted to scream.

"Dang!" The gun in the goddess's hand fell to the ground, two lines of tears flowed unconsciously, and she walked weakly towards the hall, and the appearance of losing her soul was distressing.

I followed her, for fear that she would slip on the blood all over the floor, and the hall was in a mess, as if someone had smashed it again, and the corpses all over the ground remained in their pre-death postures, and familiar faces appeared in front of me, including children, young girls, and clergy of the church.

As I passed by the window bench, the face of a little girl appeared in my eyes, the same little girl who had given me the only candy that day, her eyes wide open and her eyes full of fear.

She had a sharp knife stuck in her chest, just piercing her heart, and the powerful force nailed her small body to the bench, blood stained the hem of her clothes, her little hands were slightly open, and her face was full of lingering in the world.

I trembled and reached out, opened her little hand, and held the candy in my palm that I had been reluctant to eat, I picked up the candy, and before I knew it, I was already in tears.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the gate, and I suddenly clenched my fists and turned my head to look, but it was Father Peter who ran in with a few members of the church and the only remaining child.

There was silence in the hall, only a low cry of sorrow, and after a while, everyone's mood calmed down a little, and I asked in a deep voice, "What happened?" ”

Father Peter wiped his eyes, picked up a child who had been hacked to death and put it on the bench, then stood up and said: "It was the gangsters who trafficked in human beings who did it, and I snatched these children back from them, and soon after you left, those brutes found here, and when they came in, they killed people when they saw them, and in order to retaliate, they didn't even let go of the children, and we rushed out desperately, and only one child was saved, it was all my fault, and I am sorry for them." ”

"There is no need to blame yourself, you should live, but they don't deserve to die." I looked into the little girl's eyes, and my tone was cold and scary.

"Do you know where those guys are?" I slowly unwrapped the candy and put it in the little girl's mouth, her body was still warm, but her muscles were stiff.

"Their forces are not in Maluso, and that's why I brought the children to the church here, thinking it would be safe, but I didn't expect to chase them."

"I ask you if you know where they are?" I'm furious now, and there are only two words left in my head, and the little girl's unwilling eyes make me feel like I should do something for her.

"They went in the direction of the seaside, probably trying to leave by boat." The priest's voice revealed unspeakable pain.

"Wait, Uncle is going to avenge you." I brushed the girl's eyes lightly, closing her dead eyes and looking peaceful, as if she had fallen asleep, if she hadn't had that damn knife stuck in her chest.

Slowly standing up, with a murderous aura, I walked out of the hall, the blood-stained soles of my shoes, leaving a row of bloody footprints on the stone steps at the entrance of the hall.

The goddess didn't come out with me, she was still immersed in sadness, which was a bit unlike her, but it was also excusable, so indifferent that I shed tears like this, let alone her.

The deep night was gloomy because of this killing, and I wonder how the Virgin Mary painted on the wall would feel when she saw such a human tragedy, and this sacred and solemn church had become a hell on earth, and I wonder if God and his old man would have mercy on these fragile lives.

I gazed in the direction of the sea, and if God had a spirit, please bless me as I catch up with the bitch-raising crumbs, whose heads I will sacrifice to the souls of the dead.

I don't know if God heard my prayers, but when I drove to the beach, I saw a fishing boat that was about to leave, and the lights on it were particularly conspicuous at night, and there would be no one else at this time, and it was obvious that they had come here to take revenge, and the purpose was to kill people.

Through the light, I could vaguely see two people squatting in the bow of the boat untying the cables, the engine had been started, and the fishing boat was slowly leaving the shore.

(End of chapter)