"Hahahahaha!!"

The laughter grew farther and farther away, and the sound was instantly erased as the figure with the plastic toy axe disappeared around the corner of the hallway.

Medical Room,

Priest Paterje, who was standing in the doorway, withdrew his gaze towards the end of the hallway.

The smell of disinfectant pulled his consciousness back.

Alcohol spilled all over the walls, all over the table, all over the house......

Crash~

The portraits on the walls were also splashed with alcohol.

Patterje looked up at the portrait.

Looking at the portrait belonging to the "priest", the gloomy gaze seemed to swallow life alive.

This portrait is also the only remaining "non-contraband".

"Father is really narcissistic," Patterje's stiff face slowly squeezed out a smile.

It was hard to squeeze out a smile, he stared at that face for a long time, and finally only one doubt rose in his heart: "What was he looking at just now?" ”

Incomprehensible eccentrics, like his incomprehensible jokes.

"What a bad joke"

Priest Patje grabbed his pistol and walked out of the infirmary.

He shot back without looking back, and the fire burst into flames, the scorching air lifted the clergyman's uniform, and his roasted hair was hot: "It's not a funny joke, but it makes people happy." ”

Recalling that boring joke, Priest Patje was genuinely happy.

The fire climbed down the hospital curtain and knocked over flammable dangerous goods.

The fire grew bigger and spread farther away.

An "accidental" fire enveloped the entire hospital in an instant.

Boom boom boom~

Flames soar into the sky.

As the flames threatened to engulf the hospital gates, Priest Patterje, armed with a pistol, walked out slowly.

A hand was clapped on Patjie's shoulder.

It was a man with an emaciated face and wearing the same clothes as Patjie.

"Thank you for your hard work" His voice was cold, just like those people: "How's the situation?" ”

"It's gone, and the contraband is all burned," Patjie turned his head slightly, his gaze through the flames as if he saw the fleeing figure.

"Well done" The emaciated man nodded, he turned around and sat back in the black car: "I received news that there is a batch of contraband to be transferred, go back to the meeting, we are ready to deal with them." ”

"Wait," Patjie said to his partner, "I still have some things to do."

His gaze turned, and finally he looked at the policewoman who had been a "hostage" before.

……

Nancy watched as the fire burned.

She had seen the burning flames countless times, but only now did she feel anything other than the heat.

She couldn't describe her mood at this time, it was a "criminal", but it brought her an indescribable feeling.

Anger, fear, fright, lies, ......?

Some negative emotions that are forbidden by law are the "original sin" that caused the war, but Nancy finds that she likes these "original sins" a little, allowing her to see a more vivid world instead of the constant gray.

"You're not fit to be a cop anymore" The voice suddenly came, and Nancy was shocked.

"Priest Patterje!" The policewoman straightened her back vigorously, not only to make her breasts look more upright, but also to make her look more serious.

"What are you talking about, I can't understand, priest!" The policewoman knew that she must not expose her state at this time.

And the priest in front of her was as sharp as the nose of a hound.

Oh yes.

Hounds are also contraband!

"It's a feeling that you can't let go of," Priest Patje bowed his head and whispered into the policewoman's ear, "Don't show your flaws in front of Preston."

"Priest, you've been!" The expression on the policewoman's face was hard to control.

As a priest who hunts down "criminals", the most holy person under the priest, is a criminal himself!

And he lurked beside the strongest priest, Preston.

The policewoman's shaking eyes stabilized, and she nodded earnestly.

"Yes! Priest! ”

The policewoman quickly left.

Watching her leave, Paterjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "He really has a peculiar charm, and he even lets his feelings forcibly affect the person who injects the medicine, he is like an antidote...... I hope the rebels will seize this opportunity. ”

Back in the car,

Patterje was just leaning his back on the back of his chair, but the Preston priest on the side suddenly said, "That policewoman,"

"Huh? What's wrong? Paterje controlled his heart that was about to jump out of his chest, and while maintaining a flat expression, he explained: "That policewoman was caught by that criminal just now, I went to find her to find out something, maybe I can find more criminals." ”

"You're doing the right thing," Preston's priest nodded, in affirmation.

"Whew......" Patjie was finally relieved.

"What's wrong?" His small movements still caught the attention of his partner Preston.

"Nothing, I'm just...... It took a lot of effort to get rid of that guy just now, he was very similar to the "magician" of the old world, and it was very dangerous. ”

Preston turned his head to look at his partner, who was looking a little evasive.

"At least you dealt with him"

……

……

The hospital has been engulfed in flames,

The crowd was unusually calm, and they watched the fire burn silently.

Li Zugang squeezed into the crowd, and one hand suddenly grabbed Li Zu's wrist.

It was a Caucasian woman, and when she looked up at Li Zu, her eyes were rippling with blue waves.

"Follow me!" She whispered.

The two squeezed into the crowd and completely disappeared into the sea of people.

……

……

Another block 6 miles from the fire.

People act according to the rules of the law.

Green light, car stop.

A man in black leather shoes walks down the sidewalk with a briefcase.

Syllable~

He stepped on the rainwater grate on the side of the road, and the iron lattice shook.

"Huh?" The passer-by looked down strangely, looking through the hollowed-out cover to see the world inside the sewer.

There was only a little light, and I couldn't see it clearly.

Didi~

The sound of the horn came and called the man back to his senses, and he picked up speed and trotted across the street.

……

Li Zu raised his head and looked at the passers-by above his head.

Only then did he bow his head again and look at the woman leading the way in front of him: "You rebels are hiding here?" ”

"This is a place that the priest and his lackeys could never have imagined, and only here can we live in good health!"

"Really? It's really embarrassing~" Li Zu grinned, and there was no lack of ridicule in his voice.

"There's no way around that, we, as emotional criminals, have only a dead end if we are caught" The woman walked a few steps quickly: "The base is in front, quickly." ”

After a short walk, the traces of human life gradually appeared.

The rain grate overhead disappeared, replaced by the rumbling sound of a train.

Candles burn in the small city inside the sewers, and children run as if they were in a refugee camp, chasing a black, leaky ball.

"This is the way the world should be!" The woman happily introduced, she thought that Li Zu would definitely be excited when she looked at the "same kind" in front of her.

Who knows, Li Zu just used the "sick world" to evaluate all this.

"Jane! Come here! The woman beckoned to the girl who had just grabbed the leaky ball in the distance: "You take this gentleman to treat the injury first~"

"Huh~?" The little girl Jane reluctantly put down the ball and walked up to Li Zu: "Hello sir, I'm Jane Joyce, please come with me." ”

"I'm going to report to our leader, and when you're healed, Jane will bring you to us."

The woman left, leaving only Li Zu and the little girl Jane, as well as the children who were holding the ball in the distance and looking at him with some fear.

"You can laugh, can't you?"

Li Zu casually grabbed the garbage piled up in the sewer, which was a rusty spoon and pan.

He flicked the spoon and pan into balloons. He handed the balloon to Jane and smiled at the children who were eager to try, but were afraid to approach: "This world is serious enough, let's laugh a little longer~"