latent syndrome.

Chapter 265 264. Heroes
Harbor city at night.

As a monarchy country, it is difficult to determine, but an extremely backward monarchy country is destined to be a post-modern hell in the process of globalization.

The military and police can only be said to be the monarch's private soldiers, which has turned this place into a criminal paradise. As long as taxes are paid regularly, any dark industry is protected.

With the popularization of technological intelligence, the darkness is also more intelligent.

Telephone scams, gambling, hallucinogens, human trafficking, black market transactions, underground brothels, are protected by the military and police, and are completely legitimate here.

Violence, murder, dismemberment videos on the dark web, and more heavy mouthed to the point of being anti-human, are just commonplace here.

After the spread of Abyssal Syndrome, this place has made great progress, taking another step forward, and interpreting hell to the extreme.

The scariest thing is often not the so-called sinister and deep boss, who is quite capable of eating black and white in the city, that is just the barren fantasy of contemporary netizens.

The real horror comes from ignorance, low-intelligence, primitiveness, and barbarism. Under the catalysis of modern medicine, people become extremely thugs.

These... hooligans with no brains and only know how to kill and violence.

In this seaport city, where the missing persons and the death rate of foreigners were already ridiculously high, they hit a new high today.

A nightclub in the city.

The doorman was speaking birdsong with a ferocious expression on his face. Seeing that Di Yu was a foreigner, although he was wearing camouflage pants and boots, he was probably just showing off. He thought about it for a moment, and planned to kidnap him and squeeze out all the value of his labor, and then dismembered him and photographed him. The video is for members of the dark web to watch, and finally the organs are packaged and sold, a one-stop service.

boom!
boom!
Two gunshots were fired, Di Yu was fed up with these birdsong, fed up with these idiots, he just wanted to be his true self, the vision in his arm was painful, he couldn't stand this kind of uselessness anymore.

The heads of the two doormen were blown into paste and fell directly to the ground.

Of course, the main reason is the language barrier and penniless, Di Yu wanted to drink, so he had to kill everyone.

Da da da……

Da da da……

When Di Yu entered the nightclub, the colorful lights and the dance floor made people intoxicated. He couldn't help but shoot and kill without distinction. As long as they could move, they would all be killed.

boom! boom! boom!
Di Kuo fired wildly, killing more than a dozen people in less than five seconds, blood spattered in an instant, and screams drowned out the music of the nightclub.

Di Yu could understand this song.

Sweet Dreams.

This kind of place is protected by local forces, and all the beautiful women sitting on the table can be taken out, and those who have no money can go to their underground brothels for civilian consumption.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion in the nightclub, and some people who watched the scene also reacted, picked up their guns and shot at Di Kuo.

Even if Di Yu lost his ability to fight, but with this weird body alone, it is far from being able to stop ordinary people. These people are just sending him weapons.

Di Kuo was expressionless, and he didn't say a word when he was hit by bullets with blood holes all over his face. He calmly killed these people one after another, and then took away the guns from some people's hands, and continued to kill people. A large number of people ran out, and another 30 to [-] people died suddenly, and the whole nightclub was bleeding into a pool.

Not satisfied, he picked up a high stool that was in his hand, and headshot all the people who were still twitching, bang bang bang, they were all smashed to pieces by him.

The waiter at the bar was completely stunned, and he froze in place, not daring to breathe, his legs trembling.

bang bang bang...

Until the iron frame support of the high stool was smashed and bent, covered with blood, there was no more movement. Di Kuo walked slowly to the bar, expressionless, just gesticulating, asking for the wine behind the wine cabinet behind the bar. .

"What the hell place."

Seeing the smoke and lighter left by the deceased on the bar counter, Di Yu unceremoniously took it and lit it.

The music changed because the person who changed the disc died, and Sweet Dreams was still playing.

"Hold."

"never mind."

Di Kuo felt that the smell was a bit wrong, because this stuff was obviously stronger than all the cigarettes he had smoked before, maybe it was a moraceae plant, but it didn't matter.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Di Kuo took a deep breath of cigarette, the waiter seemed to be frightened stupid, how dare someone with such poor mental quality dare to hang out in this kind of place, but maybe they can't escape, everyone is stuck in this quagmire, surrounded by fear and Brutality checks and balances each other.

Seeing that the waiter was still staring at him, Di Yu was extremely upset.

"I'm fucking... now! It's already useless!"

"Is no one serving wine?"

Di Kuo took a deep breath of smoke and immersed himself in the anesthesia of the mulberry plant. He couldn't do it at all. He still had unfinished business, and he wanted to kill all the idiots.

What Di Yu did not expect was that this waiter could speak English.

"You are DB."

"You are that DB."

"You're still alive."

The waiter said tremblingly, looking at all the dead people in the nightclub, there was a weird smile on his face, as if he had imagined the death of these people countless times in his mind.

Di Yu was stunned, this buddy is the one who plays pervertedly, he is not happy, but you are all happy.

But wait.

"You fucking know me too?"

Di Yu is happy, SCT has really promoted itself as a big celebrity, and the influence of world figures in Time Magazine, I guess I will be ranked in the TOP3 of the century.

What he didn't know was that apart from SCT's overwhelming promotion of the film, which aroused people's "resistance" psychology, Klein seemed to torture himself to remind him of something out of some unknown psychology. These phenomena are not limited.

In that film, a lot of plots about the fraternity were filmed. Although the three indecent words of testicular cancer were removed, some of the essence is still there.

The waiter actually began to repeat the words in the movie "The Good Life".

"This world is your cradle and your trap."

"Human consciousness is a tragedy in biological evolution."

"We know too much about ourselves, are shaped too much by the outside world, and are enslaved by the illusion of having ourselves."

"Just as the strong must dominate the weak, so the wise must dominate the stupid."

"Now, fools are going to fight back."

"Only by clenching your fists tightly, will you not be crucified by the wicked."

The waiter muttered, looking at Di Yu, as if looking at a... God.

Di Yu was completely dumbfounded. Has his influence really reached a level of... world-renowned?

The waiter was kidnapped here, and at first he did some online fraud work. After discovering that he had the skill of bartending, he was forced to work in this nightclub.

He tried to ask the military and police for help, but they were also the umbrella of these forces, and they had interests, but they were severely beaten.

Since "A Good Life" became widely circulated, all the people who were trafficked and lured here in this seaport city began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the organization that inherits the legacy of the hero DB, SCT will come to liberate this place, although it is far away.

but now.

He even saw Di Yu himself.

And his random killing behavior just now is completely in line with... the heroic DB's feat.

"Please……"

"Save us."

The waiter and some friends are trapped in this hell.

And this was the first time Di Yu heard such a request in his life.

It wasn't the people he tortured to the brink of death begging for mercy.

but a...

A heartfelt plea out of trust and adoration.

(End of this chapter)