Is the Evil God Me?

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At that time, Lynn was curious as to how the wild Beyonders appeared in this place in Xiacheng District. The data shared within the [Repression Bureau] and the subsequent joint law enforcement have all shown that these rats should be in a sequence, and the number should not be small.

In fact, from an economic point of view, it is clear that the [Suppression Bureau] needs so much expenditure to cultivate a Beyonder, not to mention a ghostly place like Xiacheng.

It's just that Lynn didn't feel relieved at the time.

Most of the time, people don’t pay too much attention to things outside the scope of their duties. At most, they remember to remember this thing, and then explore it in detail when needed. This is the normal state of most people. Lynn's thinking pattern is similar, and the memory palace allows him to quickly recall what he needs.

Of course, memory palaces are not everything.

Just like Mr. Umbrella's facial features, and the complicated and mysterious patterns on the umbrella, it was always difficult for Lynn to remember clearly, and he could only vaguely remember.

Now, Lynn felt that he was slowly getting closer to the truth.

There should be something in the lower city that some people want, so they can do whatever they can to do some illegal activities, and there are not many people involved. Whether it is the church, the medical association or the official, after clearing the fog and obstacles, you will find that it is because of this thing that they intervene one after another, and the [Suppression Bureau] should not have been informed.

The reason is also very simple.

One is that there is an irreconcilable conflict between this incident and the concept of the [Suppression Bureau], and the other is that there is no news from the headquarters to the branch from the beginning to the end. No eyes at all.

So what is it?

While thinking, Lin En unconsciously raised his hand and pinched a leaf. He scrutinized the veins of the green leaf and felt the vitality carried by the leaf. He couldn't help but fall into contemplation. With his current extraordinary knowledge, there is no way to speculate on what could have caused such a situation.

Even if he returned to the original goal and inspected the murderer who killed Dr. Willie, there was no way to bypass the Doctors Association. This seems to be a continuation of two different things.

After pondering, Lynn and Tie Hook had a careful chat again.

Regarding the spread of the belief of [Painless Apostles], as well as the number of them and the weapons they may have. Judging from Lin En's increasingly solemn expression, the content of this discussion was not very optimistic. Although he felt a little solemn, the little gentleman still maintained his bearing.

The atmosphere of conversation between the old and the young became more and more harmonious.

After Lynn's previous strength was recognized, he instead won the respect of the iron hook. After all, the gang culture is like this. Whoever is stronger is the big brother. Most of the strong ones are violent, but there are times when they are wise.

Detailed discussions took a lot of time.

From when the sky was a little dark until the sunset went down, Lynn cut out every detail he could get. After confirming that the topic was over, Tie Hook breathed a sigh of relief, and his body swayed and almost sat on the ground. Cooperating with Lynn to carefully recall and dig out the things in the memory, to be honest, it is too exhausting, and it is not something that ordinary people can follow casually.

"Well, it looks like our conversation is almost over."

This old man who is almost doing it is about to become a conditioned reflex.

Because every time Lynn said that he was coming to appease him, there was not much or much after this, and it was completely based on the little gentleman's mood.

"I'm honored to be able to help you."

This gangster from the Far South, rooted in Stim, felt uncomfortable seeing Lynn, and had an urge to escape from his side. If it wasn't for Lynn still here, he'd probably lie down without any scruples.

Lynn was also quite surprised that this old **** could endure for so long.

"Goodbye then, Mr. Hook." After taking off his top hat, Lynn said goodbye and was about to turn away.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lynn."

Some tired Mr. Hook called to him.

"I know you are a decent gentleman. From the moment I got to know you, I was able to understand why that wild girl Sophia would hold back her temper. She saved my life, I don't have a child when I get older, Ben I wanted her to sit in my place, but I thought about it again, there are not many people like us who can die well, so I don't want to hurt her. She has a good man, and this man loves her, and can live happily ever after That's enough days."

Sophia saved Hook's life?

Lynn touched his nose. His sister didn't tell her about this at all.

"I hope you don't let the wild girl cry."

"I won't." No one else needed to remind him of this, the only place Lynn could make Sophia cry was the big bed in the bedroom.

"You know, after all, I'm an old man with a half body. I have seen too many people and know what people are like. And your expression just now was very scary. You must know your determination to hurt others and yourself. What do you want to do that is not easy."

Tie Hook knew what kind of expression it was, he had seen it on the faces of many gang gunmen before they decided to die~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lynn's handsome face flashed a hint of surprise.

He didn't expect that he, who had always been in the active position, would be caught by this old bastard. Indeed, the closer he gets to the truth, the more pressure he feels that he wants to bend his spine. If he doesn't want to be bent, he can only straighten up with force to show that he will not give in.

Lynn is struggling here. The more he investigates, the more he realizes that he may not be able to change anything. Even if he investigates the truth, it will be of no avail. He may even risk his own life. Can his mind answer the question and what is he going for? Are you trying so hard?

When questioning himself like this, a picture flashed in the little gentleman's mind.

Sophia, her figure bathed in the sun made Lynn's hesitant eyes gradually calm down. She was the goddess in her heart after she finished makeup and dressed up this morning. If it was for her, the mountain of swords and sea of ​​flames in front of him would rush forward until the threat was eliminated.

"I won't fail."

Lynn smiled brightly, with unparalleled firmness and confidence in the smile. Humans can be fearless and heroic for the sake of others, and the determination to protect something can work wonders for the individual human being.

For example, before crossing the road, when my grandson was crushed by a car, my grandmother overturned the car with amazing force in order to save her grandson. So big that in order to protect their homeland, the most lovely people were frozen to death in the ice and snow, and they fought tenaciously with their flesh and blood and the heavy rain of steel on Shangganling.

In the face of these deeds, the immature Lynn laughed, ridiculed, questioned, and numb.

But it was time to wake up.

He actually had a feeling of tears in his eyes, without him, even in different worlds, those greatness still inspired him to embark on the road of liberating himself and embracing greatness.