latent syndrome.

Chapter 285 284. If it's Freedom

That pain.

It can't be described in words, it's like the torture in the whole world is spreading to every inch of the body in the most colorful way, three-dimensionally and comprehensively.

Rao Di Yu also took a deep breath like a dying person, as if he had been suffocated for thousands of years, and vomited bloody red pulp from his mouth, all of which spewed onto the white vest.

At this moment.

People are dying, all the people who are suffering are dying, and Di Krow passed on all their deaths, passed on all their injuries.

Everything has been healed, even the pain.

Everything has faded away, even the shame.

If it weren't for the power of the infinite and vast universe erupting throughout his body, he would definitely not be able to withstand such damage, and he could only barely resist it.

He didn't know how long he could bear, this body could no longer be revived.

This almost eternal tyranny almost wants to destroy him.

"After setting the route, you can disembark."

"I'm going to land on the East Coast alone."

In the captain's room, Di Yu wiped away all the blood from the corners of his mouth.

DB.

In order to reverse the image of this illusory character, the current highest person in charge of the fourth division seems to be a person named Luca, and Oboro from the first division is sparing no effort to discredit himself. The wording is nothing more than the same as in Los Angeles. DB is just each actor.

His real identity is that he is a criminal who molests women, and even makes his wife go to the red light district to provide pornographic services in order to get money for taking hallucinogenic substances. In the home of the disabled old man, burglary was carried out and the old man was shot dead with a pistol.

He also pointed out that Di Kuo had a large degree of sexual dysfunction, and also established a testicular cancer mutual aid association, using despicable means to coerce others to commit crimes together.

Di Yu knows that this is far from enough. If you can't even bear 80 billion oral sex, you are not qualified to live in this world.

Will let them know then.

what is……

Cruel spirit.

"Yes Sir!"

These cropped men were given other tasks that just needed to be carried out without any doubts.

In the birthmark man, in the testicular cancer mutual aid association in Los Angeles, the first person to participate in the trial.

These enslaved, insulted, ridiculed, ridiculed, and failed LOSERs have established organizations and created them all over the world.

After hearing about the death and nirvana of the mysterious chief executive, this organization was pushed to the top, not weaker than SCT, not weaker than the countermeasures.

This violent frenzy will overturn everything.

At this moment, a man with an inch-shaved head and a uniform was subdued by two stormtroopers and dragged him to the front of Di Kuo.

This cropped man was different from other people, his eyes were full of quail-like, weak and frightened.

"SIR, we have found a traitor, SIR."

A person explained the ins and outs to Di Yu.

They are killing all the jailers on the ship, not just jailer A, jailer B, and jailer C.

And a new member, who seemed to have remorse on the way, tried to jump off the ship with a young woman, preparing to leave in a lifeboat.

The stormtroopers could always find out that those people were Jailor C, and if Jailor C wasn't stubborn and woke up, he would become one of them.

This new member didn't know the so-called infected person, so he responded impromptu and shaved his head, thinking he could take the opportunity to escape.

But they were discovered by the thoughtful, rational and cold-hearted other members, and they dragged them to Di Yu's side. They didn't know how to deal with it, because it was the first time they encountered such a situation.

Under the fanatical faith of the birthmark man, none of the members has ever betrayed, and their faith has developed to the point where they can walk to the execution ground without frowning.

Di Yu was too kind, unwilling to kill without logic, to kill a similarly suffering person.

At the same time, the stormtroopers also dragged in the woman that the new members were trying to save. She was wearing a skirt, was crying constantly, and had a beautiful face and figure.

Di Yu felt anger, he felt betrayal.

"You don't save...an old man, a child, a middle-aged man with a hideous face, and a disabled person."

"And it happened to be such a person."

"You too... Jailor C."

"You're disgracing us, you're making everyone suffer, you're an accomplice to the whole silent hell."

His expression was too scary, and the moment the fierce light appeared in his eyes, the originally turbulent ocean calmed down instantly, without any waves.

The new member, whose pants were already wet, was so frightened that he lost control of himself.

It was that woman.

Di Yu's men killed her parents, killed her brothers and sisters, she sneered.

It turned towards Di Yu's face.

Spit out a mouthful of saliva.

Immediately, he smiled ferociously.

"What jailer?"

"You're just cultists."

"Just crazy people with underdeveloped brains."

She stared at Di Yu, as if she was going to turn into a demon and seek revenge on him.

Like a sailor who was so exhausted that he had no sense of hygiene, Di Kuo just wiped the dirty spittle off his face with his vest.

"There is something more unforgivable than a traitor."

"A coward."

"Dirty and vile bastard."

Di Yu took one of his men's guns, flipped on the safety, aimed at the new member, and fired wildly. It was bloody and bloody, until the whole magazine was exhausted, and another magazine was replenished, and the corpse was tortured until he Crush until all are in broth.

The woman took a deep breath, and the fear of death also spread, but she pretended to be calm, her body trembled, but her eyes still looked at Di Yu angrily.

"A beautiful person made a mistake, you should forgive him indiscriminately."

"An ugly person has made a mistake, and he should be blamed regardless of the conscience of the world."

"You are already... Jailor A."

"It's not just yourself who suffers."

boom!
Di Kuo made another shot, hitting the new member's indescribable part, blowing it into paste.

"At the same time, you are causing others to suffer."

Di Kuo grabbed the woman's neck and strangled her throat. Due to insufficient blood supply and lack of oxygen, her head was swollen and red.

He walked quickly, came to the side of the boat, and lifted the woman beyond the guardrail. Below was the Pacific Ocean with an average depth of four kilometers. It was bottomless, like the most terrifying cold abyss.

suddenly.

Without any reason, Di Yu recalled the past, remembered a woman he had instigated in Los Angeles, ordered her to kill people, ordered her to destroy the symbolic world.

In honor of that woman, an abstract film was made that was not seen by the SCT headquarters.

How did I say it back then.

He fell into remembrance.

Retelling.

"finally."

"She grasped the fact that her only talent was ugliness. God gave her the technology to commit horrific crimes. That was a gift."

"She couldn't resist this innate talent, which is a blessing, if I may say so."

Say it.

Dick let go of his hand.

The woman fell into this deep and terrifying abyss.

At this point, a member of the stormtroopers watched the scene and read a poem by a Hungarian poet.

Because the sea wind is too strong.

Di Yu didn't hear clearly.

"Repeat what you just said."

So he ordered.

"SIR."

"Life is precious, love is higher."

"If it's for freedom, both can be thrown away."

"SIR..."

He said so.

Di Yu was silent for a while, then applauded casually, and said casually.

"It's fantastic."

(End of this chapter)