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I have to say that Comrade Lao Mo is the most legendary human being I have ever met in this life.

That's right, his experience can be written into a book.

But for sure, this guy is by no means a good guy.

From the earliest quack doctor on the street, to the sex doctor at the clinic level, to the genius doctor at the magic stick level, and then went to Syria for a period of time as a field doctor.

Now, Lao Mo found his true love, Marilyn, and both went to Mexico to hide for a while, then returned to the United States, and then recruited a group of Mexicans who lived in the United States.

He took up robbery again, the old business.

Human beings can no longer stop Lao Mo.

boom!

This guy actually fired another shot into the air.Then, maybe the gun was making so much noise that he gave himself a big jump.

"I'm sub-Ao!" Old Mo turned his ears and cursed.

Then, he shouted again: "Did you hear me? I want money! Money! Money!"

The scene is now completely held by Lao Mo.

He held his gun high.

Joseph brought the Mexicans to guard different exits, and then they slammed their feet again, kicking open the door under the small high platform in the center of the hall, and then pulled out a group of people from inside.

Who is there?

Mr. Mei the magician, Mr. Gruyer the big man, three elders, two fair-faced technicians, and three security personnel.

When these people first came out, they seemed to want to resist, but the Mexicans were fierce.

When the cold gun barrel was aimed at their foreheads, they were honest.

One by one, they only dared to stare at Joseph and the Mexicans with hateful eyes.

At this time, two Mexicans ran to the high platform and lifted Dodge, who was lying on the ground and twitching.

Joseph glanced at Dodge.

"Poor Dodge, don't worry, I will give you an extra [-]% of your share as I agreed in advance."

Said this sentence.

Joseph turned his head and said loudly to everyone: "Okay, now please take out your money in an orderly manner, and put it on the ground in front of you, then put your hands behind your head, bow your head, and wait. our trial."

People were trembling in their seats, scared, pointing at Joseph and Lao Mo, cursing them as demons from hell.

Beside me, Qiao Sen turned his head to look at me, and said with disbelieving eyes: "J, these, are these people you arranged?"

I shook my head: "No."

Johnson: "Then they..."

I said, "Mr. Johnson, please keep calm. The show is about to begin."

I scanned the field.

I didn't find Luluda...

This sudden and unexpected robbery in this life will not make the believers have even the slightest doubt about their religion.

They will only believe more and more that this world has been ruled by demons.

It is not an easy task to get out of the wrong way. For people, it is no less than peeling off a layer of skin on the soul. Some people, unable to bear it, may go to the extreme.

In history, throughout the ages, people who harmed themselves because of religion have disappeared.

Finger burning, caesarean section, suicide, mass suicide...

They don't know that in the world of negative thinking, any physical injury caused by personal will is an unforgivable sin.

But there is one exception, self-sacrifice for others, or for a greater purpose, which does not fall into this category.

Anyone who wants to become a Buddha, a fairy, or whatever, if you use your own body to make trouble, it will show how big a heart you have.

That is evil!

But there are still many monks who regard the indifference of pain as a so-called 'letting go'.

The core of religious belief is benevolence!Only on the basis of benevolence and love can we make the Buddha's non-appearance charity and practice the great Bodhisattva's deeds, and only then can we embody the Taoist spirit of helping the world.In order to understand the Son Jesus, the supreme 'salvation' power.

Love starts with caring for yourself.But at the same time, the balance between sex and caring must be properly handled.

This kind of subtle, continuous struggle from the heart is the subject of practice that accompanies one's life.

Mexicans obviously don't understand caring.

They were pressing a sawed-off sturdy shotgun against Mr. Mei's forehead, and at the same time, they were yelling loudly in a language I couldn't understand.

At this moment, Lao Mo came down from the high platform with a cigar in his hand.

"My dear sir, please tell me where you hid the money!"

Lao Mo stretched out his hand and patted Mr. Mei's big cheek lightly.

Mr. Mei gritted his teeth, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Ah..." He looked like a hungry dog, and he was about to bite Lao Mo's finger when he opened his mouth.

Old Mo, you are not an idle person, if you grit your teeth, I will go to your uncle!He put the end of the cigar directly into Mr. Mei's mouth.

what……

Mr. Mei howled in pain.

Tragic, people can't bear to look directly at it!

After torturing the murderer Mr. Mei, Lao Mo borrowed a gun from a Mexican brother, took the gun, and slowly pointed it at the faces of the elders.

He seemed to be pondering an idea.

Just at this time, I suddenly smelled a wonderful fragrance from the end of my nose.

I looked up and glanced up.

On the dome, several huge staggered exhaust ducts are releasing wisps of light blue smoke outwards.And when the green smoke is released into the air, it forms such an indescribable fragrance.

I smelled this fragrance, and my heart soared.

It's the familiar 'Dala' scent, and it's also nicknamed "Hell's Bells".

Datura is a powerful hallucinogen.

People can produce a so-called hallucination through smoking.And this hallucination comes from abnormal discharge of the brain.

Datura alone can produce hallucinations, but what if combined?

In addition, I noticed a special situation, which is Lao Mo's behavior.

This stuff, in the past, but given him a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to put a burning cigarette butt into a living person's mouth.

Who gave him such great courage?

Who else?Of course, Xiao Lu Lu Da.

I understand.

At this moment, Lao Mo suddenly turned his gun very fiercely, pointed at the believers present, and said loudly to the three elders: "I'm talking about money! You hand over the money to me! Otherwise, every minute, I'm going to kill a believer."

The elders were frightened.

Shivered into a ball.

If they have money, can they not give it?But they didn't, the money was in Nelson's bank account.

I realized it was my turn to play.

Luluda has already designed everything for me!

I should trust him.

So, I suddenly got up.

"Come in! Vicious lunatics, what are you doing, come at me! Let go of the believers here, in the name of God, I order you to put down your guns."

While talking, I left my seat.

When we were leaving, there was an episode where Rachel reached out and gave me a hand.

I turned my head.

Her eyes were full of worry, admiration, excitement, and a trace of strong reluctance.

Don't worry, girl!

I gave the female knight a calm look.

I broke free from her and walked forward.

In the process of walking, another detail appeared in my mind.

Lao Mo and Joseph have both shot into the sky.But why, didn't hit anything?

I laughed in my heart...

I take it in stride.

While walking, in the eyes, there is a trace of perseverance and a trace of the noble spirit of sacrificing oneself and all for the public.

The believers were stunned and stared at me dumbfounded.

The hallucinogenic effect of Datura is very obvious. I believe that their tense nerves will definitely produce so-called hallucinations under the action of drugs.

I need this very much right now.

I keep walking.

But I didn't choose to go to Lao Mo, but went up, step by step to the highest step.

Lao Mo looked at me in astonishment.

But what surprised me was that his eyes were full of strangeness.

he……

Actually, you don't know me anymore.

It's impossible for Lao Mo not to know me.

Well, the only explanation for this situation now is that he has been recruited!

I am more sure.

So, Xinbu boarded the high platform.

Lao Mo gritted his teeth, took his gun, and followed me onto the high platform.

At this time, I noticed that his footsteps were slightly staggering.

After 15 seconds, I confronted Lao Mo on the high platform.

He had the gun in his hand, aimed straight at my chest.

I observed Lao Mo at close range, and I found that his eyes were bloodshot and madness was written in his pupils. He kept sticking out his tongue and licking his chapped lips, which showed that he was very angry. , excited.In addition, every four or five seconds, he would involuntarily close his eyes, and then quickly open them again.This action shows that he is now in a state of subtle dizziness.

I analyzed the clues I saw in my mind.

Then, I said loudly: "Dear believers, I am the descended God. Tonight, I will use my sacrifice to save your souls and clear away this terrible demon from the depths of hell!"

Old Mo: "Bah!"

"***! You stupid genitals, I will let you die first!"

Lao Mo was ruthless, aiming his gun at me.

I reached out and tore the collar of my shirt in one fell swoop, and then I shouted: "Come on! God will witness all this, I will die at your gunpoint, and then, the thoughts and cries of believers will Bring me back to life again! Come on!"

Old Mo Hao is welcome, bang!

He aimed at my chest and fired.

I was three meters away from him.

A small charmander was sprayed from the muzzle.

At that moment, I was filled with endless trust and gratitude to Luluda.

The gun has no bullets, and the bullets in the magazine are all empty!

I covered my chest with my hands, and when I fell down, the first thought in my mind was, how can blood be disguised?

Then, I yelled, covered my chest, staggered, and fell to the ground in a side-lying position.

What did Luluda do?

First, he had the gang tie him up.Then, he used his wizard method to stun a car of people, and then used the little golden retriever Celtic to switch every bullet in the gun.

Next, I guess, by the way, Lu Ruda will give these people some kind of drug.

Because of Marilyn, Lu Luda has been secretly controlling this small group of people.And, in the end, through step-by-step guidance, let them, unconsciously, become my assistants.

I fell to the ground, secretly bit my middle finger, and shamefully squeezed out the blood, smearing it on my chest and shirt.

The crowd erupted.

Then, I heard someone shout: "Resurrection, resurrection, resurrection..."