First Player Chapter 925

Chapter 925 Chapter Nine Hundred Twenty-Three·【Pray for the day when the Supreme Word Spirit is established. 】

The former residence of the Holy See was shrouded in black mist, covering a huge area, like a city.

Xiao Jing gave Su Mingan a mask three points: "Put on the mask, there were too many lunatics in the Holy See in the past, if you reveal your true colors, you may be in danger in the future."

Su Mingan put on a mask. This mask is very similar to Xiao Jingsan's mask. The surface of the mask is as white as bones, and a pair of devil's horns extend from the top of the mask.

"Why did you call me Lord God?" Su Mingan said.

Xiao Jing turned his head three times: "Because you are like a **** in my heart, I have admired you for a long time, the number one Dream Watcher."

Su Mingan thinks this is a lie. If Xiao Jingsan really admired him so much, he wouldn't be **** for tat everywhere in "Lou Yue Guo", and even the real identity of the eldest prince would be deliberately exposed.

The residence of the old Holy See was very large, and the two of them walked for a long time before reaching the center of the city. It was a tall Gothic building with a steeple like a black sword that went straight up into the sky. It was about 30 stories high. This is the old The core of power of the Holy See.

Along the way, Su Mingan saw many lunatics. Some people yelled madly on the side of the street for no reason, some held paper figurines used for sacrificial offerings and yelled at their wives, and some people even stood on the square and set themselves on fire in public. Looking at this scene, Su Mingan felt his scalp tingling. Sure enough, the theme of this world is madness, and he has now entered the peak of madness.

"Deputy Hierarch." The guard at the door saluted Xiao Jingsan.

"Wen Sheng, come with me." Xiao Jingsan pushed open the heavy door, facing a huge and incomparably colorful window, with virtual sunlight shining in faintly. There is no ceiling above, but the top of the thirty-story building in the distance is exposed, like a patio. When Su Mingan raised his head, he could vaguely see the distant starry sky.

Looking at the decoration similar to the style of the church, Su Mingan felt that it was ridiculous—would the evil organization that slaughtered countless civilians also pray for the forgiveness of the gods?

Xiao Jingsan said: "The sins of the old Holy See in the past were not committed by me."

"Huh?" Su Mingan looked up.

"There was a former church leader before, and he committed the crimes of massacring civilians. I am only his successor. When he disappears, I can take over the old Holy See." Xiao Jingsan said in a low voice: "I just want to take over the old church now." It's shaped like a paradise here, and I don't want to commit any crime.”

"Disappeared?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes, the former leader always disappears suddenly for a period of time. I am responsible for taking over the old Holy See when he disappears." Xiao Jingsan said.

Su Mingan was dubious. According to this, Xiao Jingsan has no crimes on him?

"Didn't you notice it, the number one dream patroller." Xiao Jingsan stopped suddenly. He stood under the colored window and looked at Su Ming'an: "The world has become a **** - people with strong faces and laughter, solidified order and class, rising prices of living resources, the gap between humans and alien species, increasingly violent and bewildered people. Netizens, abused psychotropic drugs, dream tour anchors who have collapsed one after another...the world has become a hell. It is people's strong yearning to recover their homeland and obey the gods, which makes the land they live on become a hell. "

"...um." Su Mingan replied, what he said was correct.

"There is **** everywhere in the world, but I hope there is a paradise in this world." Xiao Jingsan said: "The old Holy See was a place that the coalition government could not set foot in. Here, human beings and alien species are equal. If the alien species can control the radiation on them , they will live in this city safely. And those who are suspected of being alien, I will rescue them from the execution ground and let them live here. Even if they can never leave here, everyone is very happy .”

—Is this a kind of happiness?

Listening to Xiao Jingsan's ideas, Su Mingan's thoughts fluctuated - Xiao Jingsan saved those humans who were about to be executed, saved those alien species who had nowhere to go, so that they could live in this place without judgment.

The old Holy See has become a peach blossom garden, but in this world, it is still bound by strict laws and regulations. The positions of heaven and **** seem to have been reversed.

At this moment, Xiao Jingsan asked his subordinates to take Xia Jiawen to the room, and only led Su Mingan down.

"I'll take you to a place." Xiao Jingsan said.

Su Mingan followed Xiao Jingsan and stepped into the elevator.

"Ding." When the elevator door opened, Su Mingan saw a **** scene.

Here is a torture room. Several people covered in blood are tied to the pillars. People from the old Holy See are interrogating them with cruel methods. Tongs, scalpels, and ironware hung on the walls, and there was a smell of rust in the air.

"Who are these people?" Su Mingan said.

Xiao Jingsan smiled: "We caught some people who rebelled against the old Holy See."

Su Mingan looked at this tragic scene. He knew that war would inevitably produce captives, but the way the old Holy See treated these captives was horribly cruel.

"You said this is heaven, everyone can get happiness, so can't they get happiness?" Su Mingan pointed at the **** captives.

Xiao Jingsan shook his head, and there was an innocent cruelty in his tone: "People who are on the wrong team don't deserve happiness."

Su Mingan sneered in his heart. It seems that Xiao Jingsan is indeed an idealist. Xiao Jingsan dreams of building a paradise, but only accepts those who do not rebel against the old Holy See. Members of the City Guardian Department and the Human Self-Salvation Alliance have suffered a terrible fate when they are caught. Xiao Jingsan will not forgive these people.

"In the "Divine Comedy", sinful people can only ascend to heaven if they practice in the pure world." Xiao Jingsan said: "But in my opinion, these people are born in hell."

"Using the analogy of "Divine Comedy", you call yourself a 'mountain' that records human sins?" Su Mingan said.

"No." Xiao Jingsan shook his head: "I'm just 'Virgil'."

Virgil, representing human reason, also represents that "man needs to use his own reason to discover evil, cleanse his soul, and purify his heart."

Su Mingan has a certain judgment on Xiao Jingsan's philosophy, so he won't say more.

At this moment, a cry came from the corner, hoarse, mixed with anger and hatred:

"Xiao Ying!!"

Su Mingan followed the reputation, and it was a man kneeling on the ground with ten fingers cut off. This man's face was covered with black and red blood, and it seemed that he had been interrogated for a long time.

"—Xiao Ying! You have done so many evils, you will not die! You have killed so many of my brothers, you will be punished sooner or later, and you will pay the price sooner or later! You will not die, you will not die!" Blood smeared, and kept spitting evil words at Xiao Jingsan.

The person in charge of the interrogation next to him was scared out of his wits by these words, and immediately covered his mouth: "Deputy leader, I didn't expect him to suddenly open his mouth to scold you..."

"It's okay." Xiao Jingsan shrugged: "This prisoner should be from the City Security Department. I remember that we fought with them before and captured some prisoners."

"Yes, yes." The person in charge of the interrogation nodded.

…Urban Guardian Department.

Su Mingan immediately thought of this just organization. The City Guardian Department has a strong sense of responsibility like a soldier, and has been protecting the people. Now, in front of him is a member of the City Guardian Department, who was tortured until he was covered in blood.

Xiao Jingsan took out a revolver from his pocket and placed it in front of the prisoner.

"..." The prisoner stared at the pistol, not understanding what Xiao Jingsan was doing.

"You hate me?" Xiao Jingsan asked.

The prisoner's mouth was covered, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Xiao Jingsan angrily, wishing to peel Xiao Jingsan to pieces.

"Let him talk." Xiao Jingsan said.

The person in charge of the interrogation immediately released his hand, and the prisoner was able to speak. He gasped and said angrily, "Xiao Ying. In the old days, the Holy See bombed the city and slaughtered innocent civilians. People like you deserve to be cut to pieces." Bitterness—although I can't see the day when you die, there must be a righteous person to punish you. Sooner or later you will die without a place to bury you.”

"Hey, are you guys from the Urban Protection Department scolding so sparingly?" Xiao Jingsan sighed, "nmsl, rnm, don't you know how to curse like this? You can't even let go of your own evil, a righteous man ..."

The prisoner stared at Xiao Jingsan fiercely, the flames in his eyes were about to burst out.

"It just so happens that today I met someone I have always admired. As a celebration, let's play a game." Xiao Jingsan pointed to the revolver on the ground: "Come on, pick up this pistol and shoot me."

For a moment, everyone was stunned. The prisoner didn't understand why Xiao Jingsan said that, but he knew that the opportunity was rare, so he immediately arched his blood-soaked body, crawled forward with great effort, and with the palm that had lost ten fingers, Desperately grabbing the revolver, clamping it with his arm, aiming the muzzle at Xiao Jingsan.

Xiao Jingsan kept looking at him with a smile.

The captive's fingers had been cut off, exposing thick bones. Enduring the severe pain, he used the bone to tighten the trigger of the revolver with a "click".

Blank.

The prisoner was taken aback for a moment, and immediately wanted to click the gun a second time, but Xiao Jingsan immediately snatched the gun away.

"It's my turn." Xiao Jingsan aimed at the prisoner and fired a shot, making an onomatopoeia: "Bang."

There is a "click".

Still blank.

"Okay, it's up to you." Xiao Jingsan smiled and stuffed the pistol back into the captive's hand, looking forward to it in his voice.

Su Mingan stood aside and suddenly understood what Xiao Jingsan was doing.

…Russian roulette.

There are a total of six magazine slots in the pistol, five magazine slots are empty, and one magazine slot is filled with bullets. The two sides take turns to shoot, and whoever gets the bullet randomly will die. This is a life-gamble game. Su Ming'an still underestimated Xiao Jingsan's madness, he never thought that Xiao Jingsan could bet his life with a prisoner on a whim.

"Click." "Click."

The next two calls were empty guns. When the pistol came to the prisoner for the last time, the prisoner held the pistol and aimed the gun at Xiao Jingsan, his whole body trembling.

1/2 probability, 1/2 probability...

Now there is an empty bullet slot in the pistol, and a bullet slot, as long as the probability is 1/2, you can shoot and kill Xiao Jingsan...

Please, please, in order to avenge my comrades in arms, and to kill the former Vice-Master of the Holy See who caused disaster to the world, this bullet must be...

The prisoner gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

Xiao Jing faced the gun on three sides, without any dodge or defense. He seemed to be betting his life for real, so crazy that it was incomprehensible. It seemed that even if the bullet from the pistol actually shot through his head, he still felt it was acceptable.

"Click."

Under the nervous gaze of the people, the captive pulled the trigger, and there was an empty sound.

Blank.

The captive's face turned pale in an instant, and he laughed miserably a few times, as if he was mocking his own luck and the world. Luck is actually on the side of the villain, why?

Why.

Xiao Jingsan grabbed the pistol and pointed it at the captive.

"Then, I would like to concede the bet. It's a pity that your luck is not good." Under the mask, Xiao Jingsan showed a cheerful smile, and pressed his finger on the trigger: "Goodbye."

The prisoner faced the gun and said coldly:

"You will fall into the Nine Netherworld and suffer from the corrosion of your soul."

"You will be swallowed by the scarlet python, and you will not be able to be resurrected even after reincarnation."

"You will be beheaded by the angel of judgment, and you will fall into the deep sea and be buried forever."

"The gods will not redeem your soul, you will die without a place to die."

These words of the captives come from the scriptures and allusions of the old world, and Su Mingan has never read them. But he heard that these must be extremely vicious curses.

Xiao Jingsan's expression under his mask seemed grim for a moment, as if he had been poked at a sore spot, he pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet was shot out.

"Wow-!"

White tentacles suddenly grew out, blocking the captives.

Su Mingan has been able to initially grasp these tentacles. They are not very powerful, but they are convenient and grow very quickly. He was able to make them extend and retract quickly.

The bullet hit the tentacles, leaving a slight pain. Su Mingan withdrew his tentacles and stood in front of the captive.

"You want to save him?" Xiao Jingsan said.

"Xiao Ying, since..." Su Mingan wanted to speak. But suddenly a muffled sound was heard.

…The captive suddenly fell to the ground.

The captive's eyelids opened and closed slightly, as if showing gratitude to Su Mingan, and then his last trace of vitality dissipated.

He had already been tortured to the point of death by the interrogation. When Su Mingan blocked the bullet for him, his last breath dissipated.

"Thank you, thank you..." He looked at Su Mingan with reddish eyes, and his voice was torn and weak. He braced his body and approached Su Mingan, then whispered in a very small voice:

"Leader... the code for the stone wall here is 7326, there are, there are..."

After the tail sound dissipated, the room was silent.

Su Mingan stared blankly at the **** corpse on the ground.

—He suddenly understood how much it would cost to resist an era. Even a prisoner can be a secret sentinel that Su Wensheng buried in advance, and can tell him the password to touch the stone wall.

"Dream Patrol No. 1, what did this prisoner whisper to you?" Xiao Jingsan approached him.

"He said." Su Ming settled for a moment, staring at Xiao Jingsan's dark eyes under the mask: "You will go to **** sooner or later."

(end of this chapter)

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