Is the Evil God Me?

It seems to be in response to Mr. Douglas's words, when faced with a group of trembling women who strayed, the staff of the commune came forward to appease and prepare for placement, and encountered a more difficult situation. A young lady who picked up the guest, because of the venereal disease, was completely rotten to the point of death. When she was found, she was dying in a coffin. It seemed that if the commune hadn't come to check the water meter, she would have been nailed to the coffin and dragged to bury tonight.

When Mr. Douglas came in, he said to Lynn that this woman was not saved. She might have to spend a lot of money to save her life, and she had not been cured by law. She didn't respond when they came in. She had to get a coffin. Bury it for her, that's a good deed every day.

Saying such words from the benevolent police officer Douglas, one can imagine how helpless the scene was.

A rotten and sour smell emanated from this dying woman. Her messy body had large and small traces of abuse and beatings accumulated over the years, and her lower body was even more messy. A stumbling woman next to her stumbled and explained that it turned out to be to let the girl continue to pick up customers. The gang members took red-hot iron pliers to help her deal with the festering flesh. The treatment project was comparable to a slaughterhouse, and the people here seemed to have already accustomed to...

In fact, in this morgue-like room.

Halfway through hearing this, people who thought they were strong enough to accept all vomited out with a wow.

Most people's eyes are full of fear and inconceivable.

They never thought that there would be such physically uncomfortable behavior on the land under their feet. Is this still a city in a civilized society?

The young lady, who had already passed out, probably heard the terrible words of being buried alive. She struggled to get up and shouted helplessly that she was not dead yet, she could still receive her patrons, don't bury her in a coffin, she could Give it to them, no matter how many.

This made Lynn frown wildly.

He stepped forward and slapped the poor man with the ability to control a good amount of bonuses. Even though he had well controlled his output spirituality, stimulating the body was too exciting for people with weak bones. The poor man's eyes went blank and he passed out.

Before the little gentleman could frown, he saw other people looking at him in horror.

He spent two seconds thinking about where this expression came from, and then he realized that they thought they had shot this person to death. After all, noble Beyonders, in the eyes of ordinary people, killing someone is more important than saving someone. more logical. This almost didn't make Lynn's nose crooked, he shouted angrily to the dumbfounded medical team members.

"Take the person back? She just passed out. I stimulated her vitality and try to save her as much as possible..."

Speaking of the back, Lynn is not only a little depressed and helpless.

Gu Zhi

Diseases need to be cured, and people need to be saved.

It's not easy...

Fortunately, the commune also had a plan for this situation. These poor people are preparing to teach them some survival skills, and then see if they can keep up with the production needs of the commune. That's all it can do at the moment, and the commune can't complain that it should be the government's job.

Sometimes, you can only get the corresponding title after you have assumed certain responsibilities. If you get the title first and can't bear the responsibilities, then the title you get is similar to a butt-wiping paper.

Lynn still fed the poor man some sugar water, waved her hand to the emergency team, carried her to the back, and paid attention to contact. These rescued prostitutes must be properly placed and transformed. Lynn is still in this brothel. He found a child inside, he was a boy, he didn't say anything when he watched what happened, as if he was frightened, but Lynn's commanding and dispatching spirit was deeply branded into his eyes, this child It was also brought back to the rear.

Arthur, who was invited there, was also busy. Of course, it was not voluntary labor, but an invitation to provide supplies and wages, including his classmates. In fact, when Arthur heard this transformation, he thought of it. My classmate and friend Qian Ning immediately came to help with friends. There are so many practical cases here, and the environment is so good. It is a paradise for these medical students who were born in civilians and have no resources for practical exercises.

Douglas looked at Lynn's records and operations, and he couldn't help but feel respect. He solemnly said to Lynn that his kindness had always been like the shadow of a wind lamp, swaying, not knowing how to help those who were suffering. He thought that after he became a policeman, he could help other people, but as a result, fewer and fewer people were able to help. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seems to see everyone as guilty. How to help others is what he has in mind. A big trouble for him, it seems that no matter what he does, this terrible world is still so bad, the **** gangsters burrow out of the ground like a trick, and in the end, only the lower city can be like this.

Now that I saw Lynn and the others like this, digging the living soil of the gangs directly from the roots, only then did they realize what to do to truly eradicate the gangs. But this is where he feels a little lonely, because this is the way that Elba faces the complex downtown environment, it is impossible to do this, because there are many black police in the police, if you decide to go against the people in the dark You never know, on which patrol you might be inexplicably blocked and shot dead, and your teammates just happened to be late.

Mr. Douglas watched the iron fist of the people smashing down, not only with a smile, but also with a little moved in his eyes.

"It's not easy. Even if other people have this kind of power, they may not be able to solve problems like you. People here, I owe you a thank you."

This is the first time Douglas has used the honorific name for Lynn, and he really has a lot of respect for him.

The pursuit of beauty is the expectation of human beings. From the perspective of an onlooker, it must be the hope that justice will be served.

Lynn couldn't help but be a little silent about this. He changed the subject. He felt that he was not qualified to accept others' thanks. Maybe one day when he not only created a fire, but set off a real fire, he would be able to respond to this. This kind of compliment, thank you, has a clear conscience to accept it.

‘Soon, soon I will be able to face your thanks calmly…’

The light in the little gentleman's eyes is like the stars in the sky, dim but persistent. Today all this is just the beginning, the first step of the commune, and every step is like walking on thin ice.