"Those who commit crimes must pay, I agree with you."

Roger opened his mouth to say that this was his long-standing creed, that before the criminals could return to man, they must atone for their past actions.

In fact, his patient, Leon Cerbot, did exactly that.

If the Foster family retaliates against Leon through legal means, he will probably spend the rest of his life in prison, and in order to be re-elected, Leon has indeed lowered his bottom line step by step and become an accomplice of the Foster family.

However, his consciousness was extinguished by an uninvited guest who came to the door claiming to be a public official of the coalition government.

From his mouth, it can be seen that the coalition government does not support this kind of behavior, and they want to settle the matter and take a step back from each side.

"And what about the public officials who have violated the laws of the coalition government and come to their homes privately, and the Foster family, who are the initiators of all this?"

He asked.

His creed has always been based on the premise that the law can truly bring justice, and in this case the true sinners are clearly not being punished as they deserve, and the law of the coalition government is on the side of the Fosters, "Shouldn't the true source of evil be judged before Lyons is judged?" Or is the justice you advocate contingent on your situation and status? ”

After Roger finished speaking, there was a long silence in the bar.

Aoife leaned against the wall and stood not far from a few people.

Although Leon seems to want to fight it all alone, with his death as the end of this series of farces, Aoife does not intend to follow his personal wishes this time.

The moxigan thugs, who had come in through the door, locked the back door, and everyone changed into their weapons.

"I see."

After a while, Perrault nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, everyone in this room has chosen to stand with sin.

Or rather, this place, this city, has been full of sin from the very beginning.

"The mayor who aids in the abuse, the information dealer who sells information to criminals, the lobbyist who justifies the crime......"

His left eye flashed a strange red glow, and in an instant, the entire bar was captured by the thermal scanner, and in just a second, the system gave the best way to get rid of everyone.

Perrault realized his biggest mistake - from the beginning, he should not have had compassion for any evil, Leon Selbot had to die, even if he was unwilling to reveal information about the "zealous citizen", but as long as his brain was preserved and brought back for analysis, he could also find clues about the "zealous citizen".

As for the other evils, and their accomplices, there is no need to continue to live.

"I'm not obligated to answer your questions."

Perrault's gaze glanced at Aophee, who was the first to kill Aoife as the top priority, according to the results of the simulation—without her, the thugs at the Gold Digger's Bar would be a mess, "All I do is righteous." ”

"Wait!"

Just as the tension was at its peak, a loud voice broke the stalemate between the two sides and successfully attracted Perrault's attention to himself.

Song Lan raised her right hand, like a student asking a question in class, "Can I ask what I did?" ”

This is indeed a tricky question, so much so that even Perrault was speechless for a while.

Song Lan neither defended the crime, nor was he from the Gold Digger's Bar, and in this case, he was just an unlucky man who accidentally fell while holding a wine barrel.

Poor, weak, and helpless ordinary citizens.

"Sacrifice is indispensable for justice to be achieved."

At this moment, Song Lan finally understood everything.

This Perrault is really terminally ill, he is afraid that he has already been trapped in the world of his imagination and cannot extricate himself, even if he has not done anything, he is inexplicably included in the object of the other party's purge.

Just like the spectators who went to Viper's Territory to watch the game before.

He glanced at the time.

Five seconds.

There were less than five seconds left before the future he had predicted.

In a timeline to the future, Valén pounces on Perrault to protect Roger, but in the real world, courage is not enough to bridge the gap between combat power, and even if everyone in this bar is united, it will be difficult to escape the fate of dying at the hands of Perrault.

However, in the timeline he is in now, none of this will happen.

Song Lan heard the wind coming from the back of her head, perhaps because she felt Perrault's murderous aura, Valian, who had been hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity, decided to strike first, she rushed out of the bar with an arrow, and pulled a distance from Pero like a gale.

The next moment!

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain, this fall even made Valen forget the setting of her little mute, and screamed directly in front of everyone.

Before she could get close to Perrault, she stepped on the wine-covered floor, staring at Perrault with all her attention, and as she slipped across the wine-stained floor, her whole body lost her center of gravity.

When he came back to his senses, he had already fallen on all fours.

Her clothes were wet with blood-soaked wine, the white stockings that covered her legs turned red, and wine was splashed on her arms, face, and neck like blooming "blood flowers".

Five seconds have passed.

Valen did fall in a pool of blood as he had predicted.

Song Lan didn't relax in the slightest, and his eyes never took off the time that was beating on his phone.

Another five seconds had passed since the foretold time, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

What the eye sees is not real.

This is the conclusion that Song Lan came to after watching countless variety shows, often the exciting pictures played in the trailer are not the same thing as the content of the feature film, and it is a common trick of the program team to use editing to mislead the audience.

He emulated the practices of unscrupulous shows, except that the person he wanted to mislead was not the audience, but "fate".

All he has to do is interpret the predicted fate in his own way.

All eyes in the bar were on Vallene, who had witnessed the girl swoop herself on her back before she could take two steps.

Admirable courage, but very comical in this extremely serious setting.

"Jumping clown."

Perrault coldly commented on Valen's actions, and almost in the blink of an eye, he dodged a distance of several meters and appeared at Aophee's side, his blue-glowing index finger against the latter's head.

However, the beam of light that was about to penetrate Aoife's head stopped abruptly, and his entire right eye flashed red as if it were a mechanical failure.

"There was a riot in the prison on the outskirts."

An urgent notice from Xu Xi, who was left behind in prison.

The rebels who rescued the Snow Witch have appeared.

Perrault, who heard the news, did not have the slightest panic on his face, and his face was filled with irrepressible ecstasy.

"What a life."

The glow on the fingertips went out.

Under the inexplicable gaze of the group, he jumped directly over the crowd and disappeared from everyone's sight in less than a second.