The American Scripture

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Without warning, the young man was shot, killed by a pistol equipped with a silencer. He fell to the ground, the blood soon soaked the ground, and then flowed around. The middle-aged man squatted on the ground, looked at the young man’s face, and said slowly: "The one I hate the most is the unbelieving person. Obviously, you are one of them, unfortunately, man!" The young man said, then turned and left.

"Did you see it? That's the bastard, I guessed it, this man is the old man's subordinate, I already knew that this old man is a bastard, they not only like perverted things, but also the idea of ​​hitting little girls!" Laier hummed, and then said to Silia, "Let's leave here temporarily, don't let the police know that we have been here!"

The two walked briskly to the outside of the factory. Walking to a relatively secluded place, here is the beachhead of a river, the two stopped, and then sat by the grass on the bank of the river, Silia threw a stone into the river, and then looked at Ke Layl said: "Now... we know that **** and where that **** will go, how do we fight back? Kill him? Damn bastard?"

Claire shook his head: "No, you will be addicted to killing. I don't want to stay with a guy who always thinks about killing. This is not my intention. I want to be the best dancer in the United States. Well, the best in the world, because my dad is the best person in the world, I can't shame him."

"Well, what shall we do now? Wait for him to send someone to investigate us again, or send someone to kidnap us, and then force us? I don't know what this **** guy wants, **** it!" Ya said fiercely, and stomped her feet. Obviously, she remembered what happened to her.

"Well, we'd better get out of here as soon as possible. I don't want to pester such a guy." Claire said, and then turned around to leave. "We have to rent a car this time... We rent a car to Denver. My dad is there. I want to meet him. I haven't seen him for a long time. To be honest, I miss it."

"I am full of curiosity about your father. To be honest, when my father died, I had nothing but fear and sadness in my heart, and then nothing. The so-called fatherly love... I have forgotten it." Silia shook her head. , Sighed, "Well, I also want to see who is the best dad in your mind!"

"From this road, we can always walk out of the city, but if we want to rent a car... there is still a problem. The main reason is that I do not have a legal identity. At least I have to be 16 years old, and I don't have a driver's license yet. , So I can't rent a car, and you... forget it, you don't have anything." Claire shook his head regretfully. The two walked, thinking of a way, but there was no good way to get out of them as soon as possible.

"Why don't you call and ask your father to pick you up? How long has it been from Denver?" Silia said to Claire, "If it's driving. I don't know where Denver is..."

"This...No, I can't let my father worry about me, even this matter is not good, unless we are unable to deal with it, I will contact him again." Claire resolutely disagreed, and the two of them just want to face. Walked outside the city. "We will catch a ride, and my luck has always been good."

"Well, your luck is indeed very good." Silia snorted, not believing Claire's words. So the two of them walked slowly. By the time it was on the outskirts of the city, it was already afternoon. The two of them hadn’t eaten yet. They wanted to find something to eat in the suburbs, but now... this place is too wild. Up.

"The road ahead. We will catch the car." Claire cheered for herself, but Silia could hold on. She had energy in her body and could hold on for a little longer than Claire. Although Claire has also changed her physique, she is still a little tired because she hasn't systematically studied aisle art.

"Hey, girls, do you need a car?" Suddenly they drove three cars slanting forward at a fast speed, blocking their way out, and a group of people came out of the car, the one named Alan Bindel led by Old man, beside him is the middle-aged man. This group of guys finally couldn't bear it and decided to resort to violence.

The old man walked over to Claire and Silia with a grin, and said with a smile as he walked: "I guess you must want to get out of the city, where do you want to go? I can send someone to see you, or we may be on the same road. Maybe. Two beautiful little girls, we are friends!"

"I know, I know, so are you planning to leave a car to let us drive away?" Claire looked at them grinningly, then shrugged, "Well, badass, what do you want to know? Ask, we'll tell you, your battles like this make me feel scared, just like a gangster..." Despite what I said, there was no fear on his face, but a grin.

"Haha, I like a straightforward person like you!" Alan Binder said, waving his fingers, and then a group of people blocked their way from all around, and listened to their hands reaching into their pockets. From the looks of him, each of them came with weapons, and it really took great pains to deal with the two little girls.

"I just want to know one thing, this bead... from whose hand did you get it!" Alan Binder holding the bead in his hand, then looked at Claire and Silia and said, "You You must have seen a mermaid, haven’t you? Don’t lie to me, I know how to deal with liars, especially two beautiful girls. Dealing with girls like you might be...very cruel Things...haha, but I like it!"

The beads in Alan Bindel's hand gleamed brightly in the sun. He looked at the beads, then at the two girls, walked slowly over, and smiled as he walked: "Look, what a beautiful bead, the most beautiful bead in this world is like this, tell me... …Whose bead is it?"

"Well, I'll tell you!" Claire held her head up, looked at Alan Binder, and then snorted. She felt Silia's hand tightly holding her, so she went another One hand gently stroked the back of her hand, motioning her to relax, "We got this from the lakeside over there." Claire said, pointing to the Rocky Mountain in the distance.

"Sure enough... I guess you came from over there. I think your memory is not bad, can you take us there with you? Find the place where the person who gave you the beads, don't worry... we just want to Make friends with her, we are good people..." Alan Binder said to Claire grinningly, "But...before that, we have to prove it, a little experiment." He snapped his fingers, then straightened up and said loudly, "You can start!"

After that, someone ran towards their car, and then pulled out a large water tank from the back of the car. It was made of transparent glass. The glass tank was filled with more than half a tank of water. When they carried it to Claire. , Those people gathered around, and they walked past Claire and Silia.

"Although I really want to visit your friends, I am afraid that you will be dishonest to me, and I don't like others to lie to me, so...be sure to ask you to stay in the water tank for a while. This way, it will show your sincerity. Isn't it?" Alan Binder spread his hand as he said, shrugging his shoulders at the people around him.

Those people took out their guns from their pockets and aimed them at Claire and Silia. The man in the middle took a step closer to the two of them, and said viciously to them: "Hurry in, no matter who of you is going in first, but you must do this, otherwise, we can shoot you and carry you in after wounding you. . Choose for yourself, don’t suffer, if you are smart."

"What do you want to do?" Silia leaned close to Claire. Obviously, the behavior of these people caused her to panic, so she would only feel a little comfort by getting close to Claire. But a pair of eyes stared at Alan Bindel, and his whole body began to tremble slowly.

"What do they want to do? Naturally, they want to determine if we are mermaids~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is probably what they have already thought about. Actually...I regret one thing, that is...We I really shouldn't sell this bead." Claire said to Silia with some regret, "I would rather suffer a bit than face these guys."

"Have you acknowledged your identity?" Alan Bindel was overjoyed when he heard the mystery of Claire's words, "You...who are? Or are you both?"

"It's a pity, Mr. Alan Binder, we actually don't want to hurt you, but... people shouldn't be so greedy. Tell me how do you know about mermaids? What makes you think of mermaids from beads? For the people, they would never believe that this absurd legend is true. Then you...why?" Claire shrugged his shoulders at him, "Now we are here and can't jump away, you Why not just tell us?"

"Of course, I can tell you, but after telling you, you have to take me to find gold. Whether you like it or not, you have to do it!" Alan Bindel couldn't help laughing, "Actually... After the Spaniards tracked down the murloc, they did not catch the mermaid, so they settled down in the Americas. This is a family mission. We pass it on from generation to generation, knowing that now, although we have not believed this legend for many generations, But... it is precisely because of the appearance of this bead that I have a new perspective on this legend." (To be continued.)