The sin of wearing a crown

These people crawling in the heavy rain did not rush up like zombies. Their postures could be said to be as humble as the dirt. But Linn would rather these people were thugs who rushed up with iron bars and machetes and tried to attack them and take away Ziegler. In this case, he might feel better.

Is downtown bad?

It's always been bad, damn the road conditions, damn the cunning ghosts, damn the gangs, damn pornography, gambling and drugs, and damn indifference. Everything is so damn bad, and it seems that it is still so damn bad from the beginning to now. Even in times of economic difficulties, they who are deprived of everything are the first to be sacrificed.

Now the war is finally over.

But the pain of the times has not disappeared. They still don't have enough food and clothing. What's terrible is that winter is coming soon.

A destination without physical pain or mental pain is the best salvation for these skinny people. They have already flawlessly estimated what the salvation they have placed their hopes on means to others. It seemed like a trolley problem, but for Lynn there was only one solution.

"Hey, Lynn, don't be dazed! Do you think it's Winter Spirit Festival and everyone is shouting Happy Celebration? Do something! Use your brain!"

Turning on the small wind lamp and being shivered, Bill stepped back and held the door. After hearing these people's pleadings in the rain, Bill panicked and shouted to Lynn.

He had never seen such a battle before, let alone thought about it.

Linn froze in place for a few seconds as if he had been struck by lightning. It was as if he had experienced a severe torture in his heart, and he suddenly came back to his senses only after Bill's cry.

"Are you satisfied now?" The young gentleman turned to look at Ziegler in confusion, his expression was complicated.

"This was not arranged by me. I just wanted to save as many people as possible, just like when I was on the battlefield, I saved one more person. On the battlefield, I left too many regrets. I didn't save everyone. , Do you know how much I hate my own incompetence, Lynn, when you have the opportunity to make up for your ideal regret, will you be willing to watch it slip away from your hands? "

Even though he was handcuffed, the gorgeous Ziegler did not act like a prisoner or a criminal.

She was as graceful as a pure water lotus, and she bore the complaints and anger from Lin En very calmly. This doctor who saves people and treats diseases did not collapse at the end of his ideal. Instead, he got a new correct direction from Lin En, as pure and beautiful as a water lotus blooming.

"Tell them to get out of the way." Linn said lightly, turning away from Ziegler's eyes.

"I just want to save them..."

Ziegler lowered his head to avoid Lin En, as if he was bowing his head and saying nothing before the peak of heavy grief. Even the noisy rain fell silent for a moment because of her sigh, and then followed up even more vigorously. Lead clouds swayed down.

Linn was relieved.

If Ziegler had a sudden attack at this time and called on these people to rush in and tear him and Bill alive, then he could really only drag Ziegler to huddle up in the room and signal to wait for rescue, and then use two grenades to completely destroy the nodes below. Blow up. Fortunately, Ziegler really realized that he was on the wrong track and was determined to change.

The goddess of peace in the [City of Steam], the goddess who brought dawn to the continent, came to the door in handcuffs. In the rainstorm of lightning and thunder, her figure remained firm, as if her feet were taking root in the earth.

Lynn and Bill followed her, cautiously, not daring to blink even if the rain fell into their eyes.

Boom! !

Another dazzling white light covered the sky and the earth. In this moment of brightness, Lin En could really see how many people were kneeling outside. They almost surrounded this not too spacious street. At the end of the field of vision, there was the corner of the Gudao District. Everywhere was full of people kneeling respectfully.

"Everyone, get out of the way. Numbness can't save anyone. I didn't really save you... I just gave you a false hope. Don't hold on to it anymore..."

Ziegler tried to convince the men to move out of the way.

But sometimes, the words and deeds of a person who is held up to the altar will be interpreted in accordance with the hearts of believers. The female doctor's shouting did have some effect, but this effect was counterproductive. The dense crowd of people lowered their posture even more, as if they had become a small solitary reef in the heavy rain.

The believers seemed to be praying devoutly that their gods could change their minds.

Linn had expected this scene.

He did not place all his hopes on Ziegler's shouting. Instead, while Ziegler was admonishing him, he raised the small lantern and turned the lampshade towards the location in his memory. Soon, echoing lights came from the depths of the darkness. Seeing this, Bill and Lynn couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was no accident to the person responsible for responding outside.

It seems that in a short period of time, even if Ziegler has completed some reversal secrets to eliminate the influence, it will still not be so obviously effective, otherwise the city will directly riot under the severe emotional gap.

In this situation, throwing a grenade is definitely an act of killing one thousand enemies and damaging yourself eight hundred.

While Ziegler was still trying to persuade the numbs to get out of the way, Mr. Clark, who was holding a gun by the gap in the passage, received the signal and came in.

"Are you okay?" Clark shouted from a distance, concerned about the situation of his two teammates. After all, the scene in his field of vision was a bit scary.

"We're okay, we're going to take over and prepare to retreat!"

Bill wiped the rain off his face, and Mr. Squinted Eyes consciously stepped back with his rifle. He had quickly attached a triangular rifle spike to his rifle. At this time, the pressure coming from the dark wind and rain seemed to be more oppressive. The invisible pressure made him feel like he was walking among a herd of beasts.

I probably never thought that a proud extraordinary person would feel scared when walking among the crowd.

Linn led Ziegler to the front.

Although it was difficult to get a foothold, fortunately, these people just knelt down and squirmed to make way for Lin En and others to pass by, making way for a crooked path.

Clark on the other side also held up a small wind lantern to provide some lighting. He also walked in worriedly, ready to meet Linn and the others.

"Where's the captain?" Looking in all directions, Linn could only hold his hands on Ziegler's shoulders to pass smoothly. He shouted to Clark. In fact, he wanted to tell others that there was someone on his side to help him.

"On the edge of that gap."

Clark also understood Linn's intention and shouted loudly.

Soon, the three people holding wind lanterns met. Just when Lin En looked relaxed, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd of people kneeling on the ground. They were like squirming insects, blocking the way in and out.

ps: I still owe Chapter 27. I have been working continuously for a month. I feel a little tired. I will take a few days to rest after paying off the debt.