For some, London is a desirable metropolis. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoGorgeous royal palaces, elegant aristocracy, endless banquets...... People are immersed in the luxury of drunkenness, as if all the wealth in the world is gathered here, and all the happiness in the world is here.

But it all means nothing to Jack.

What kind of city does she see as London?

The grey sky is perennial and the rain adds mud to the already dirty streets. There is a rotten smell in the thick fog, a smell that feels bad no matter how long you live. People run around for a living, but they can't always fill their stomachs. The toiling man is born silently, repeats what his parents did, and dies silently.

White bread? It was a gift from God, a delicacy that only the aristocracy and the wealthy could enjoy.

Excellent policing? That's a word that belongs to the upper classes. You don't know when you're going to die, you may die of illness, you may starve to death, you may die of any "accident".

It's a chaotic city with no hope in sight.

"Ahem, Jack, are you back?" Mother's warm voice came from the house, accompanied by the tempting aroma of food. This is a woman in her thirties, whose face, which is no longer young due to the fatigue of life, has crept up with wrinkles early. Even so, she can still attract men, which shows what a beauty she was when she was young.

"Yes, Mom." Jack threw himself into the woman's arms and sniffed softly at the smell coming from his mother's body.

"What did the priest teach you today?" The woman picked up her daughter, and fluttered lightly, as if the body of the "fastest chapter update" floated as if it had no weight.

"The anatomy of the human body is the basic knowledge that must be learned for surgery."

"My daughter will definitely become a good doctor in the future, but now she also needs to pay attention to her body, okay?" The woman sat down at the shabby dining table with her daughter in her arms. There was a sumptuous dinner on it.

"Got it, Mom." Sitting in his mother's arms, Jack began the pre-meal prayer together, "Thank you, Lord, for giving us food so that we may have the privilege of enjoying it." ”

"Amen."

Meal. Jack is cleaning up the dishes with his mother.

"Mom, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, my daughter. Oh, and I won't need to take any more pills for a while, which is definitely a good sign. Mother said lightly, "It's not okay to trouble the priest all the time, next time my mother will go to church with you." ”

"Mom, the medicine can't be stopped." Jack stopped what he was doing and furrowed his eyebrows. "Your body still needs treatment, and you can't do without medication for a long time. The priest is a good man, and I am also working for the church. Don't look at me as small, I have a lot of strength. ”

"But I know my body......"

"Mom," Jack interrupted, looking at her earnestly, "I'm a doctor and must take responsibility for my patients. Listen to me. Don't stop taking medicine for the sake of saving. I didn't really need much food, and the priest provided it for me when I was in church. What you need is a good rest. No, no amount of medicine will cure your disease. ”

"Okay, Jack, I'll listen to you." The mother sighed slightly and compromised.

At night, Jack and his mother sleep in the same bed. The smell in the nose is the smell of men and women after love, and the sheets can't wash off this desperate smell no matter how many times they wash.

The reason is simple. Her mother was a prostitute.

I heard my mother say that she had an older brother when she was born, but he died of some disease. At that time, her father had disappeared, saying that he was going to go to a foreign country to pan for gold, so that they could live a happy life in the future.

And then what? There was no news.

Maybe he's dead. Maybe he stayed in that place full of gold, who knows. The mother and daughter didn't even know where each other had gone, so they could only wait day after day.

Waiting, waiting, waiting until my mother is no longer young, until I am growing up.

"Jack" is the name that Dad and Mom gave to their dead brother, and it is the only proof that Dad ever existed. He took everything valuable from his family, leaving behind a legacy that was just a "name".

She was also often sick when she was a child, and I heard from the priest that it was a genetic disease. In order to treat her, her mother had to do many, many jobs, including prostitutes. Later, her illness did not recur, and her mother became chronic. Many jobs can't be done, and the only way left is to sell your body for money.

What does a mother look like in an outsider's mouth?

Deception "Final Doomsday Chapter 437 Sob it, Dark Mist Capital!" "Those "good" men, vicious prostitutes who even bring their diseases to other people for money. No one wanted to ask what she was sick with, and no one cared about how her life was.

People get self-satisfaction from denigrating others, just so that they can be happy.

Jack wants to become a doctor, not for money, but just to be able to cure his mother's illness. Fortunately, the priest of the church was a really good man, and not only did he not care about her background, but he taught her medicine carefully.

Jack was convinced that he could cure his mother because she had to.

Everything she has is just two words

Mom.

"Jack, did you sleep?" The mother gently stroked her daughter's silver hair, and her gentle tone was full of mother's love.

"Not yet, Mom. I'm going to think about what the priest taught today, and I'm going to be tested tomorrow. ”

"Remember?"

"Mom, I've always had a good memory."

"Is that ......" the mother stopped talking, just quietly hugged her daughter. Warm water droplets down Jack's face, startling her.

Fortunately, it's not blood.

"Mom, are you crying?"

The mother quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled softly and said, "No, my mother won't cry." Go to bed early and don't be too yourself, okay? Mom is an incompetent woman who can't provide you with a good life, and there is only so much she can do for the "end of the day" ......"

"Mom, I don't need anything."

As long as there is a mother.

"Soon I will be able to make money, and my mother will be at home at home."

All I need is my mother.

"Don't worry, I'll protect my mother."

I want to protect my mother with my own hands, and I will do everything I can to protect my only treasure.

My happiness, my future. My everything!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's five years.

The mother does not look old, but the "customer" is becoming more and more difficult to find. Everyone around knows that there is a "vicious prostitute" here, and she can only go further away to find "business". Illness afflicted her body all the time, and the suppressed coughing sound was the most common sound heard in the house.

Jack is frantically thirsty for knowledge, trying to prove to others that he is also a doctor.

Pity. In the eyes of others, she is just a "seed" without a father. Do people who can't even be cured by their own mothers want others to admit that their medical skills can be trusted? Even if one or two people are cured, it is considered a "coincidence".

The family is getting poorer and poorer, and the developing body of the girl is completely deprived of the nutrients it deserves. Obviously she is a fifteen-year-old girl, and she doesn't look the same as she did five years ago.

Jack doesn't care. The mother's body is more important than herself.

However, the mother's pain grew day by day, and the coughing often woke up the neighbors at night.

"Why isn't she dead yet?"

"Die early, I've had enough!"

"Either you die, or you leave. You are not welcome here! ”

Words hurt their mother and daughter, and deeply carved a knife mark in their hearts.

Who is "vicious"?

That day, Jack returned home as usual, but instead of her mother's muffled coughing welcome, she was met with dead silence. She searched around like crazy and eventually found her mother's ...... in a dark corner

Corpse.

The internal organs are dissected out of the chest and abdomen, and the incision is intact as if it were performed by a surgeon with decades of experience.

"Mom!"

The sobs turned into wails, and the world collapsed in an instant.

"I said I was going to protect you. Why didn't I do it! Touch my head again, smile at me again! Mom. Please, open your eyes and look at me again...... Please, please......"

Why wasn't it me who got sick?

Why bother me!

"If only I could do it a little more......"

Why did you take you away from me?

Why destroy my last treasure!

"If I hadn't been born at all......"

Why hurt us?

What the hell are we doing wrong!

Why, why, why!

"If it weren't for the city, Mom wouldn't have suffered all this, would she?"

A desirable city?

Where does wealth converge?

A place of happiness?

"If. Without the words of this city! ”

This is a place of darkness, a hellish city filled with the fog of death and decay!

"Want to hurt my mom?" Jack looked at the undead who were getting closer and closer in front of him, and his silver pupils were full of anger. She easily opened her arms around the girl's neck and stood in front of her. Two daggers appeared in her hand, blades reflecting the icy moonlight.

I want to protect my mother. With these hands!

"Want to take my mom away from me again?"

Fear of killing?

"You want me to lose everything again?"

Reluctant to kill?

"Then you guys will try it!"

It was not easy to meet, and it was not easy to get my mother's again!

What if your hands are bloody? To protect my mom, I'd rather get myself covered in blood!

No one can stop me from protecting everything I have to protect me anymore, no one can do it!

"Sob in despair, Dark Mist!" (To be continued.) )

PS: (Did anyone see the darkest part of this chapter?) ）

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