bloom america

Chapter 1302 Summer Flowers (6)

"How about calling it the Church of the Broken God?"

The clown was very happy.

Because he thought of a good name for his church.

It's definitely not a cult.

"The-church-of-the-broken-god, or CBD for short, sounds good."

In the United States, there are countless weird churches like this, and clowns are just following the fashion.

It's not a big deal.

The chip's imperfect match with the neural circuitry in his brain caused him to occasionally fall into mental anomalies.

However, the clown who occasionally makes people crazy has produced another kind of wisdom.

When you look at the world from a more objective perspective, you will find that... the world is already different.

Different eyes brought him a different world view.

As a person, he is neither good nor evil.

He is chaos.

There is no such thing as right and there is no such thing as evil.

There is no such thing as merit and there is no such thing as sin.

It's like this world itself is chaotic.

But perhaps, we can look at all this from another perspective.

At that time, everything was different.

"Now, it's time for everything to begin."

Now, it's time for everything to change.

The clown is very excited.

"Then let's see what happens next."

He took out the tape.

"Although I think this thing is useless, maybe... it will be very useful."

He put away the tape and then picked up the rocket launcher beside him.

…

At the same time, the car got on.

"..."

Brad kept staring at Rasheed.

But Rashid's expression was always staring at the wand II and handheld device in his hand.

He was as excited as a child.

"Haven't you ever played a handheld console?"

"No. Is this thing called a handheld console? Oh, I understand."

Rashid didn't even look up.

When Brad saw the Contra above, he was a little speechless.

Although it is a classic, this game was already played more than ten or twenty years ago, right?

Why are you playing so hard?

Can't complain.

"Looking at you, you don't look like a poor person, do you?"

Brad still remembered that this guy named Rashid didn't know how to use an ATM before, so he had to help himself, and that's how he got it done.

When withdrawing money, Brad was completely blinded by the series of "0"s on Rashid's card.

This guy is a rich guy.

Brad gave Rasheed a definition.

But it seems that this rich man is very unconscious. He is timid all day long, as if he is afraid of everything.

But when he is free, this guy is like a child. He is curious about everything.

This is really a strange person.

"Would you like some?"

As if noticing Brad's gaze, Rashid took the potato chips on the other side.

"Um...no, thank you."

"This is delicious food... Or do you want to play too?"

Rashid took out another handheld computer.

Brad quickly shook his head.

"Forget it, let me have some fun, we still have more than ten hours to go..."

"Although it is an old game console, it is quite popular here in the Middle East..."

This kind of old game console is already an old model from a few years ago. Who still uses this now?

However, the old machines seem to still have a lot of hope in other places.

At least, they still have fans like Rashid.

And they seem to like it very much...

"Fatima" in the front row observed the two of them while driving.

(Okay, Rebecca, I’ll leave the driving to you.)

Catherine was not prepared to waste time here, so she quickly chose to entrust the work to the true form of "Fatima", which was Rebecca.

The identity of "Fatima" is very useful, of course, the only downside is that the real Miss Fatima needs to take a break.

(Okay, Miss Edson)

The car slowed down a little, and Catherine was ready to leave.

!!!

Then, Catherine seemed to feel something, and then she turned around!

The two people behind were suddenly thrown to pieces.

"boom!"

Then, the place they just passed by was destroyed by an RPG.

"get off!"

Catherine narrowed her eyes.

"That's it again!"

Rasheed was completely thrown onto Brad. Because he was attacked by an RPG for the third time, Brad couldn't help but feel infinite resentment.

It's just that now is not the time to do this. After being attacked, Brad quickly pushed open the car door, then carried Rasheed who fell on him, and then hid.

"Bang bang bang!"

Catherine shot three times in a row.

"The enemy is well hidden."

After firing the shot, she immediately noticed that the man seemed to have escaped.

"Same as last time..."

Brad murmured.

"Last time?"

Rashid glanced at Brad strangely.

"The reason why I'm in the hospital is because I was sent directly in by an RPG while riding in the car. It's a miracle that I'm alive. I almost met God."

"What about this time?"

It was Catherine who spoke.

"this time……"

Brad frowned.

"This time, it's still him!"

Somehow, Brad strengthened his feelings.

With this hairy feeling in his heart, Brad was convinced that this was the person who attacked him last time.

"Now is not the time to talk about this... Well, forget it. Let's switch first. It seems that something interesting is about to happen."

"???"

Brad looked at "Fatima" puzzled.

But in an instant, Fatima's temperament seemed to have changed.

"Let's go see what these people are doing now, and then..."

Completely different.

"First of all, let me tell you that the following actions will be very dangerous."

After that, "Fatima" said nothing. Then she got in the car.

How to say...

It's like...a doll.

That's right.

Perhaps I could use a doll or a puppet to describe the feeling this girl gave me just now, and that's it.

Only it doesn't look like a human being.

This is so strange.

"I was frightened, my God...fortunately the game console is fine..."

Rashid patted the dust on himself and just fell to the ground.

"Rashid, stop."

Suddenly, Brad stopped the man.

"Hmm...?"

"Don't follow me. It will be very dangerous down there. And you are just an ordinary person."

To be honest, at the beginning, Brad thought Rasheed just provided some information about Wang Shaotang.

He himself is still an ordinary person.

How could such an ordinary person get involved in such a thing?

"I want to go."

Rashid said nothing else.

"Why?"

Brad didn't understand.

"Because...that's my wife."

It’s still the same sentence!

Brad rolled his eyes.

At the beginning, Rashid used this reason to keep up.

"I already told you, that's not your wife. That's a man."

"Because that's my wife."

"His name is Wang Shaotang, and he is a killer."

"Because that's my wife."

"He's a man!"

"Because that's my wife."

"Aren't you afraid that your Allah will punish you?!"

"Because that's my wife."

"..."

Well, Brad gave in.

…

Ten hours later.

When "Fatima" led Brad and Rasheed to the US military station, these people were still unaware of it.

"They are all members of the Marine Corps." Brad immediately recognized these people.

"This is the U.S. Army...? Oh my God. The U.S. Army actually has such a base in our country!"

Rashid was visibly shocked.

They are far away from the opposite side now, but even with a telescope, it can be seen that the scale does not seem to be small.

"If I tell you that there are about three to five similar locations now, including air force bases and army bases, you will probably be more surprised."

Catherine, who was wearing the skin of "Fatima", couldn't help but complain.

Saudi Arabia has provided many secret bases to the United States...well, although it is a "secret", in the eyes of interested people, this is already a well-known fact.

Only a pure child like Rashid would be so shocked.

At this time, Brad couldn't help but glance at Rasheed.

Although this guy named Rashid seemed to be timid, Brad did not expect that this guy actually asked him to follow him.

He can really make up his mind.

Because Catherine had already gone to do some business at that time, Rebecca, who was left behind, paid no attention to the conversation between the two.

Naturally, Catherine would not know what happened.

"I just made arrangements, and it will probably be soon."

Catherine looked at her watch.

"Now count down to five."

"Five, four, three, two, one..."

"--boom!"

A huge explosion sounded in the camp.

"Congratulations, gold flowers are flying everywhere!"

The girl stood up with a smile.

"What did you do?!"

Brad was horrified.

"I didn't do anything."

Catherine stood up.

"I just told the Soviets the information about the 'key' and the US military garrison. But I didn't expect that Miss Balalaika would be so courageous..."

"Wait, Soviets?! Oh, my God, what did you do? Do you know, you are treason!"

Catherine shows Brad Fatima's press pass.

"Look at the spelling of the word, 'Saudi Arabia,' not 'United States of America.' Do you understand?"

Brad: "..."

"It's just like the game, it's so exciting!"

This is Rashid next to him.

"Okay, the pre-dinner desserts have been served, and the next step... naturally is for the blooming flowers..."

…

"……action!"

With the explosion, the Moscow hotel began to move.

"Why on earth are you telling me?"

Although she appeared to be determined on the surface, in Balalaika's heart, she was full of doubts.