(Thanks to Kuras)

When we look back on history now, we will always have some illusions, thinking that some things are inevitable, but when you go into the details, you will find that history, at many key nodes, there will always be some unimaginable episodes, so that the trajectory that should be logical is hindered and cannot come true, so that the incredible development becomes history. Whether the facts we see now are true or embellished facts, no one can say for sure—except for "God." ——Cheng Yongze, "The Origin of Mankind"

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The madness of the Sith the Clown made all the people in the two trains can't help but stand up, and even those who were originally self-possessed and relatively calm looked at the two people in the center with an incredulous gaze.

actually replaced himself, no matter whether the Clown Sith's move is true or not, it is an opportunity worth a try, after all, everyone knows that whether the Clown Sith talks about credit or not is a matter of mood, doing the impossible at the point in time, doing the most impossible thing, this has always been the Clown Sith's style.

Therefore, it is difficult to judge what the final outcome will be.

But, it's worth a try, isn't it?

What could be more important than staying alive?

So someone spoke first, and a fair-skinned, high-caste Tianzhu man was raising the clown, and he stood up and said loudly in a slightly curry-flavored Tianzhu accent: "Hey, if you can beat the clown, I'm willing to give you 100 million dollars...... I am Gavin Barty Mittal, the youngest son of Suni Bhatti Mittal, the largest telecommunications service provider in Tianzhu, and I will never break my word!"

Cheng Mo turned his head to look at the Tianzhu man and did not speak.

The Clown Sith also glanced at the Tianzhu man, and laughed again, "Look, am I right? Morality is just a cliché on paper, and if I poke it so lightly, they will be broken!" He waved his hands, then put them down again, and slapped them on the seam of his trousers, "What morality! They are all paper cages, and most people are trapped in them from birth, just like those cows with delicious meat, and they are kept in small cages from birth in order to provide humans with the best beef......"

The clown Sith hunched his body, pinched his fingers, and said angrily to Cheng Mo: "It will never leave the cage again in its life, it will never have the opportunity to play with other calves, and it will even be deprived of the opportunity to walk; The softer the muscles, the more tender and juicy the steak will be. So, for the first time, the calf had the opportunity to walk, stretch his muscles, and meet other calves, that is, on the way to the slaughterhouse.... In terms of evolution, cattle are probably the most successful animals of all time. But at the same time, they are also the most miserable animals living on the planet....."

"Silent, do you know? The animal populations that exist in this world today are all obedient to human beings, and those who do not obey will either be locked in cages or all extinct! Those who are obedient must not only obey, but also grow according to human preferences, and if they do not grow enough to please human beings, they will also be exterminated! This is also true in the evolution of human beings themselves..... If you can adapt to society, you will survive, and if you can't, you will be eliminated..... As for who decides whether you fit in with society or not, it's these sanctimonious hypocrites sitting around you right now.... There are more than 7 billion people in the world, all of whom exist to provide for them..... The vast majority of ordinary people are nothing more than parts that have been produced, have no thoughts, do not think..... They are the calves that have been imprisoned..... Ordinary people think that law and morality exist to protect them, but they don't know that those things are just to protect the interests of the rulers, and the truth of this world is still the law of the jungle, the strong are still respected, and the winner is king....."

"Now you will have the opportunity to be truly strong, and not to be the animals that have been kept in captivity, and to devote yourself to the greatest cause of human liberation...... Come! Let's break this shackle together!Come!Come!Come!Kill all who are opposite you, and defeat me!You will have untold money, and you will have a violent ...... that defies everything," the Sith the Clown whispered with a trembling voice.

The voice of raising sounded around again, "If you can defeat this demon, I am willing to give you 100 million dollars..... My name is Muhammad Wadri, and I'm the third richest man in Saudi....." Another man in a turban stood up and said loudly to Cheng Mo.

Then someone stood up and reported his name and added money, "I'll add 100 million ..... here."

"Plus 100 million ......"

.......

Compared to where to buy a life from the Clown Sith, 100 million dollars is really not too cheap, as for those innocent people?

Who cares?

In a moment, the accumulated $3.7 billion is enough for Cheng Mo to become a big man on the Forbes rich list.

"Hey, don't hesitate, defeat him, all of you are the most elite people in this world, you saved our lives, and you can get more than just money..... Our contribution to the world is much greater than that of the insignificant people, without whom we have no impact on the world, but without us, countless industries will fall into chaos, countless people will lose their jobs, and countless charities will have no financial resources to help those poor women and children..... Is there still any need to consider how to choose at this time?" a white man stood up and shouted at Cheng Mo.

The echoing sound of sentence after sentence began to drum in Cheng Mo's ears, as if Tang Seng was chanting a mantra.

Cheng Mo was still expressionless, he reached out and ate another chess piece of the Clown Sith, which was the chess piece representing Ivan.....

The clown Sith laughed, he knew that this person also had something to do with Cheng Mo, he waved his hand, and Ivan slipped out of his chair and began to roll and start wailing in pain.

Nicholas, who was beside Ivan, had a pale face, he knelt on the floor, hugged Ivan in the cold Siberian wind and sun, and asked loudly: "Ivan, Ivan....."

Ivan didn't answer, his nostrils, ears, and mouth were bleeding, Nicholas knelt and crawled to Cheng Mo's leg, the one-meter-eight big man kissed Cheng Mo's shoes lightly, he cried bitterly and said: "Cheng, don't do this, don't do this, save him, don't let him die, change the son back, please!"

Cheng Mo said softly, "Nicholas, the appearance of Christians is not perfect, God never requires us to be magnanimous, nor does he require us to be holy, each of us lives and has sin, and this sin cannot be corrected until death, so we can only ask God to forgive it through the cross..... The gospel on the cross is a break of the ethical order of mankind, just as God asked Abraham to sacrifice Isaac, which is a test of 'faith'..... Can you understand that the reason why we are not free is because our goals are not long-term enough, and each of us wants to be perfect, and even if we can't do it, we have to pretend to work hard to do it, and even if we can't do it ourselves, we will ask others to do it..... But in this world, where is there a perfect person but God? Moreover, God cannot save everyone. ”

"I'm sorry, Nicholas, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't save everyone, I can only choose the ..... that I think is important"

Cheng Mo let Nicholas's tears wet his pants, and he thought to himself: "Each of us is our own shackles, each of us is our own grave.... Freedom is not something that the weak can obtain. ”

Hearing Cheng Mo's words, Nicholas cried even more sadly.

The clown Sith shook his head and said to Cheng Mo: "I kindly remind you, now your friend who fell to the ground has been poisoned by arsenic, he will have violent convulsions, convulsions, vomiting and incontinence, plus visual instability..... This painful process lasts about four hours.... I think it would be nice if you shot him!"

Cheng Mo was silent for a while, and said to Nicholas: "Kill him, it's better for him this way..... Nicholas, murder .... Sometimes it's to save people, but if we can't pass the ethical hurdle, we'll never be able to appreciate how great God is in offering his only begotten Son, Jesus..."

Nicholas cried and crawled next to Ivan, who was still rolling on the ground, and he held the gun to Ivan's temple, unable to do so.

No one cared about the life and death of the two gangsters, and those who knew Russian began to cheer, and then everyone raised their hands and applauded in celebration, thinking that Cheng Mo had chosen them, that they would defeat the Clown Sith, that they could be saved.

As Nicholas's gun rang out, Cheng Mo once again killed his chess pieces and fell into a situation of forced peace.

The people around were a little dumbfounded, but they comforted themselves that maybe Cheng Mo just wanted to consume more of the Clown Sith's vital power, and the situation on the scene entered a white-hot level, the battle became more and more complicated, both sides consumed a lot of time, and there were also imprecise moves.

In order to keep Xie Minyun's queen, Cheng Mo missed several opportunities to turn into an advantage, which made the people around him regretful and angry, so some people began to scold.

"Are you going crazy? Are you a fool? Do you think you're going to let the Sith the clown go when you get into a tie? Dream on!!

"If you go on like this, you are letting the whole car accompany you to the funeral!"

"We will continue to add money to you, female stars all over the world, you can choose whoever you like! I promise to send her to your bed, for such a girl, kill all of us? Don't be so irrational! We have more than 100 people here! Everyone has family and children!"

"Your name is Cheng, right? I have a very good relationship with your high-level Huaxia leaders! Believe me, it's not right for you to do this, you will only kill all of us if you play a draw, you can't save her, you are a smart person, you have to think rationally, you can only win over the clown to save the largest number of groups, this is not a difficult topic to choose!"

"Yes, you're still so hypocritical at this time! Not to mention that your blonde is already stupid! What's the point of saving her for a few minutes?"

The various voices on the field became louder and louder, and hundreds of people began to surround Cheng Mo and loudly persuade him, telling him to give up the tie and directly checkmate the clown Sith to death, they wished that they could replace Cheng Mo on the field.

Faced with this situation, the Clown Sith became more and more excited, and his body kept shaking in the wind, as if he was on the verge of orgasm.

Cheng Mo's face was cold, he was unmoved by the various temptations and persuasions around him, and when there were fewer and fewer chess pieces on the chessboard, Cheng Mo seized the opportunity to turn the battle into a rear elephant soldier endgame.

The situation has entered the equilibrium and is about to enter the endgame of the elephant soldiers, but at this moment, Cheng Mo will face his most difficult decision so far, he must eat the pawn representing Mrs. Evans, and he must brutally take the parents of little Lori Rebecca.....

Cheng Mo picked up the chess piece in his hand and put it down again, he lowered his head and said to the clown Sith, "I want to say a few words to Mrs. Evans...."

"Of course, I'm not going to be so impersonal.....," the Clown Sith chuckled.

Cheng Mo turned around and walked towards Mrs. Evans, her spirit had already collapsed, one hand grabbed her husband's corpse, the other hand held the little Lori and whispered something, Cheng Mo looked at Mrs. Evans and Rebecca, who had countless tears on her cheeks, and did not speak for a long time.

Not far away came the cheerful nursery rhyme of the Sith the Clown: "Little cabin in the ood, (Cabin in the Forest)"

Little man by the indo stood, (Skinny man standing by the window)

Little rabbit hopping by, (Little rabbit hopping by)

Knocking at the door

“Help me! Help me, sir!" he said, (Before the farmer banged me on the head.) He said)

“Fore the farmer bops my head.“ ("Help me, save me, sir!")

"Come on in," the little man cried," the skinny man shouted.

“arm up by the fire.“ ("Warm up by the fire.") ”）

Cheng Mo said lightly: "Give Rebecca to me, and I will let her live....."

Hearing this, Mrs. Evans, whose face was withered, regained a trace of brightness in her eyes, she turned her head to look at Cheng Mo this time, and said weakly: "Really, will you really protect her?"

"I will. There was no smile on Cheng Mo's face, only a cold like ice.

Evans looked at Rebecca who was tired of crying and closed her eyes gently, gently stroked her hair, and then very reluctantly picked her up and handed her to Cheng Mo, she said very hard: "Thank you, Cheng! We should have listened to you get off the car early..... But now it's too late, I'm just begging you to save her and give her to my mother....."

Cheng Mo took Rebecca, she twisted in his arms, for Cheng Mo, who was powerless, Rebecca was a little heavy, but he hugged the little Lori very closely.

Mrs. Evans took off her bag and hung it on little Lori, "Me and Evans have mobile phones in the bag, which contains the contact numbers of my parents, if you ....." Mrs. Evans cried, tears flowed down her eyes like a burst, but she covered her mouth tightly, trying not to make a sound, saving herself from waking up the little Lori who was sleeping.

Rebecca seemed to realize something, and whispered softly, "Mommy!"

Mrs. Evans stroked her daughter's hair again, "If this child is lucky enough to survive, please send her back to my parents!"

Cheng Mo nodded, "I will." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to Xie Minyun's side, the position that originally belonged to her was still vacant, Cheng Mo put the sleeping little Lori on the sofa stool, and let her lean on Xie Minyun, who seemed to be unconscious and unconscious.

Then he whispered to Vodianova and Cao Yiwei in a commanding tone: "The chess game is about to end, wait until you protect the two of them." ”