All Worlds Madhouse

Chapter 448 Death.

This was really one confusion after another, which made John feel that it was more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

Not only him, but Ziliang and even the others had no idea what was happening. They looked left and right to find the source of the gunfire.

And it didn't take much time. Almost in the next second, they discovered that the gun was fired by Moriarty, because the gun in his hand was still smoking.

But now no one cares about where this guy got the gun, because what's even more confusing is that the target of this guy's shooting turned out to be himself.

Yes, our cute Moriarty shot himself to death in front of everyone in public. The bullet passed directly through his chin, upper jaw, and head, and flew straight out of the top of his skull.

Then, this guy fell into a pool of blood with a bang.

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There was silence throughout the hospital.

"Um, what is he..." Constantine hesitated for a while, then finally plucked up the courage and asked.

After hearing this, the others finally calmed down.

"Ah - this, please don't panic. I think this is because my companion wants to go deeper and let you understand how strong our team is." Zi Liang said nonchalantly (actually in his heart (a false batch), and then pointed to Harley Quinn on the side: "Ah, so and so, go get some treatment and let these people see how safe their lives are under our protection."

"Okay." Quinn also responded, nodded and walked towards Moriarty, then put his hand on his bloody head, and a faint light flashed.

Nothing happened.

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There was another moment of silence.

"Are you okay? My new colleagues are watching. Don't make me lose face." Ziliang asked.

Quinn wiped her hands and stood up: "Okay."

Ziliang looked at Moriarty on the ground: "Then why doesn't he seem to have changed the same?"

"Because my skills are good, but this guy is probably dead," Quinn said.

"Ah?" Ziliang was stunned: "In your normal state, aren't you able to resurrect a person?"

"Read your compass, please. My ability is to make a person recover completely as long as he has a breath, no matter how injured he is. But this guy is completely dead, and there is nothing I can do about it. Quinn said angrily.

"Ah?" Ziliang's eyes twitched: "Then what should we do?"

"Two ways. First, if you just want him to be alive and kicking, ask Shirley to get some viruses and turn him into a zombie.

Second, you throw him in the morgue, or simply find a place to bury him. "

Quinn was very accurate and gave two suggestions but neither seemed to be of any use.

Well, Moriarty died just like that. His death was extremely humane and inexplicable. Fortunately, he had just joined the team a few days ago and everyone had not developed any feelings yet. Therefore, most of the people who filled the corridor at this moment were It's all shock, but no sadness for a deceased friend.

Oh, it seems that only Freddy is a little sad, because his "sound complement plan" seems to be postponed again.

At this time, Constantine still seemed to be a little unconvinced. He walked over and took a closer look. Well, indeed, if most people were reduced to this, they would undoubtedly be dead.

"Let me ask, do the people in your team often behave like this?" John asked.

Ziliang Kaba Kaba's eyes: "Well, to be honest, it doesn't happen very often. Generally, if we commit suicide, we have to have some purpose, but I have never seen someone commit suicide without any warning."

As he was talking, Ziliang seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the "Hell" manuscript that was almost burned out on the ground.

"Fuck, no."

At the same time, Moriarty was in consciousness.

If Moriarty has not experienced anything in this life, then death is definitely one of them.

He died. But miraculously, his consciousness seemed to still exist.

It was a feeling of confusion, wandering, and chaos. He seemed to feel that the comfort of his separated body was like a ball of air, floating, blown away by the wind, and then gathered again.

This feeling is wonderful, but without the body, he can't see, hear, touch, or make sounds. This may be the state of the soul.

Of course, in this state, the concept of time is also very vague, so he just floated like this for who knows how long.

He began to fall. If he was a puff of smoke, then there must be something like a huge vacuum cleaner below, pulling him down crazily.

Then, a burning sensation stung him.

Moriarty opened his eyes.

He was surprised to find that he seemed to be lying on a warm rock. He had touch, vision and hearing, and the body that had been with him for 30 years was back under his control.

Immediately, he raised his head, and what he saw was a sea of ​​scorching heat and desolation. Under his feet was a cracked road, with dilapidated streets on both sides. The tall buildings had now been reduced to ruins, and countless rusty buildings had been turned into ruins. Vehicles were piled in the middle of the road.

This place looks the same as the street before his death, but it seems like it has been burned by flames for countless years. The sky has been burned into a color between gold and blood, and there are hanging hangings everywhere. It is the wind of hot sand and dust.

Moreover, the wind was full of an indescribable smell. Moriarty had never smelled it, but he knew that it was the smell of death.

This is hell.

"Hahaha——ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh from me from me." Moriarty didn't have any fear. On the contrary, he seemed to feel a little excited, and he was so excited that he cheered and hummed a song with unknown meaning.

Yes, he just wants to die and go to hell. If there is really hell or heaven in this world, he must take a look.

Just when he had not finished seeing the terrifying mirror image in front of him, suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him.

It was a terrifying creature that looked like a cross between a bull and a bull. It had a thick body and huge wings with bone spurs on its back. It fell from the sky with a bang.

Then he used his nose that was almost spitting out flames to get close to Moriarty, smelled it, and then revealed his ferocious fangs.

Moriarty knew that this thing must be the devil in hell

So, he smiled——————