Abyss Express

Chapter 838 Tantrum⑤·Score twenty points

[Part①·Follow me]

"Ben Richter?"

While you were wearing a vest and doing public health work on the block, you heard a voice.

That's your workmate, or rather your cellmate——

——You serve the residents in the same community, repairing houses, applying mud, and cleaning.

You are completely numb, and you seem to feel that you can accept this kind of life. Today is the last day of community service, and you will soon be free. With the help of the co-investigating police officer, you will find a new job.

"Hey! Old boy! Hey!"

The sound is getting stronger and stronger. You are resting by the bench. The fallen leaves on the ground seem to never be swept away. This is a meaningless ceremony - as if your labor is worthless.

"Hey! Ben Richter! That's your name, right? Are you interested in working here?"

You finally noticed the high-spirited young man next to you.

He had smooth black hair, looked Caucasian, and had a name written on his name badge.

"Fergus Doug?"

"That's right! You have sharp eyes!" Brother Fergus said with a smile on his face, he flattened the Coca-Cola drink can and threw it on the community path.

You slowly walked over to pick up the conspicuous man-made garbage and stuff it into the trash can.

Fergus was chattering behind him——

"——I have a company! A company that makes a lot of money!"

"Come and help me? How about it?"

"I just do some telemarketing and retail sales. Do you believe in religion? Christianity?"

"If you can read some gospel, like the Gospel of John? The Gospel of Matthew? Hey! Just read a few verses! It will definitely get extra points!"

"How did you get in? Who helped you get away with it?"

You ignored Fergus's politeness and sat back on the chair.

You ask about this kid's past, trying to find some sympathy, trying to find some empathy. After all, you are all misdemeanors who have been released from the court. You only need to accept community service and labor reform to reintegrate into society. Maybe this child can also find your way back. He can become a ladder for your resurrection, allowing you to pick up your feet again. enthusiasm.

"Fergus? Do you do drugs?"

Fergus was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Who touches that thing!? Are you kidding? Hahaha! I'm very clean!"

"So what mistake did you make? Are you going to do community service?"

"That's right." Fergus suddenly found it difficult to speak. He deliberately lowered his voice: "Tsk, that's right."

"Let me tell you this, Mr. Ben Richter."

"This matter is quite complicated. It has nothing to do with me in the first place. I am just a technician working on products."

"It has something to do with my business. I sell health care products, such as some vitamins or amino acids. Hey! Anyway, they are all good for the body, such as goat milk, camel milk and so on."

"Then."

At this point, Fergus's eyes began to wander, as if he had hit the soft spot in his heart.

"And then in churches, in some rural areas of Florida, if Florida could have rural areas, hey - the old people in this state are really rich."

"Um"

Fergus changed the topic and his tone suddenly became serious.

"Actually, a family came to me last month."

"Their mother, their grandmother, who was Marilyn, one of my clients suddenly jumped into the sea and committed suicide."

"These unfilial descendants received the news that the old man jumped into the sea, immediately arranged the funeral arrangements, and then found me - an innocent insider. I know nothing and I don't know anything."

Fergus opened his eyes wide.

"I'm obviously in a serious business, and I'm obviously a business that provides healthy food to these elderly people!"

"But the four brothers from Marilyn's family surrounded me! They wanted an explanation - as if I forced Marilyn to death! This is strange, right?"

"This is really strange. When did this society become so bad?"

Fergus emphasized repeatedly, as if he had been unfairly wronged.

You then ask, "Why did they come to you?"

"I don't know either?" Fergus only felt aggrieved: "Marilyn jumped into the sea and died. The day before, she called me to complain, saying how indifferent and insensitive the children were - maybe they would I’m moving back to Orlando, I can’t come to church anymore, I can’t buy my products anymore, it’s that simple.”

You continue to ask: "Is it really that simple?"

As if he had a troubled conscience, Fergus was still too young, and there was a twinge of guilt in his eyes.

It was only for a moment that he was about to speak, but he immediately looked around with a guilty conscience, fearing that the co-investigating police officer was patrolling nearby.

"Nothing, nothing more."

He hesitated to speak, but finally said it.

"It's just that this isn't the first time Marilyn has jumped into the sea."

"Actually, her eldest daughter was going back to Orlando last time."

"Originally it was fine for her to live alone, and I thought it was fine - I would occasionally visit her home and say hello."

Suddenly, the black dog appeared again——

- It comes out of your mouth, the flames burning your throat. This time you couldn't speak at all.

It bared its teeth at Fergus, but Fergus was completely unaware.

You have no idea what this is, or maybe you're crazy again, Ben Richter.

This thing is like a curse, like a symbol of somatic disease.

Is this black dog a tumor in your brain? Is it starting to happen?

"The main thing is," Fergus continued, "she had no one to take care of her."

The black dog spoke, its eyes flashing with a pale yellow glow, almost at the same time as Fergus.

"Marilyn is good prey."

Fergus: "I said on the phone that we understand your situation, but you still have to go to church classes, right? Otherwise, your membership will expire and God will abandon you."

Black Dog: "Use religion to kidnap her. She is a very devout Christian."

Fergus: "Your children don't care about you, look! I'm the only one who cares about you. They're all a bunch of bastards."

Black Dog: "Isolate her, continue to isolate her, drive her out of the arms of her family, and make her hate her relatives."

Fergus: "The products we sell will be donated to the Animal Protection Society, and we will also support the construction of the church. Marilyn, you should be a good person."

Black Dog: "A super health gift package for 4,500 dollars, which includes some useless grain fiber, protein, and milk that is about to expire - this kid is full of lies, not a single word of truth."

Fergus: "She wanted to kill herself the first time. She couldn't stand her family."

Black Dog: "He's a pure beast, Ben Richter."

Fergus: "The second time, I was still comforting her! I said you were too impulsive the last time you jumped into the sea. It was not necessary. You can live in the nursing home I provided for you."

Black Dog: "Of course, I need to continue to pay expensive fees and share my old age with a group of service providers without nursing qualification certificates."

Fergus: "She died later. I was confused anyway. I don't know why she died. The judge should convict her family, especially the hateful eldest daughter! She always ruined my good deeds."

Black Dog: "What are you waiting for? Ben? You have a brick in your hand. Pick it up and kill this beast."

[Part②·Hahahahahahahahaha]

You are still hesitant, you still can’t believe it——

——You cannot understand this too magical story.

Fergus was still quibbling.

"They found my company, like primitive men! Like wild beasts!"

"They were yelling in the church and holding me responsible for their mother's death!"

"I don't understand! What's wrong with me?"

Fergus shook his head and laughed angrily at Marilyn's children again.

"Did I break the law? No, right?"

"I withdrew more than 2,000 dollars and went back! At that time, there was a health class. The teachers were on the podium, and there were more than 60 elderly people waiting under the stage! Do they know how to be polite?"

"Did I lie to anyone? No! This is a business. It's very simple!"

"Security came to chase people away, and I got into a fight with Marilyn's eldest daughter, and then I ended up here."

"Do community service"

"Anyway, just——"

- Fergus was panting and seemed to have said too many words.

"I still have to pay a sum of money to the bonding agency, and there is a parole guarantee, but I am actually sentenced to six months by Hank, an old fat pig? Oh my God? It's obvious that they are bullying others - am I wrong to fight back?"

You then ask, "Parole bond? What does that mean?"

"It's just borrowing money to pay the bail." Fergus muttered: "It can be put on the company's account, how can I pay the bail out of my own pocket? I have to be released from prison! The company is still waiting for me!"

Borrowing money to pay bail?

You don't seem to understand the English very well. Everything has become strange and even stranger.

This country allows criminals to borrow money, pay bail, and go from being a suspect to a free agent, just by borrowing money?

"Hahahahahahaha!~" The black dog let out a wild and irritable laugh, and said loudly to you: "Ben Rickett! Leave it to me? Let me do it?!"

In an instant, you lost all reason, your heart rate went straight to 177, and your blood pressure soared.

Your anger burned to Tian Ling Gai, and finally from you——

--became me.

I leaned forward, lowered my head, grabbed the brick under the bench, and hit the beast on the head!

With just one click, Fergus's eyeballs flew out! There was a bloody scar on his head!

I grabbed the head and banged it against the seat until the armrest broke off, the sharp wooden thorn plunged into the beast's throat, and once again, I went from a nigger to a big red man.

I had almost no time to hesitate, I just wanted to kill all these monsters and monsters in human skin.

Find the mobile phone and wallet from the corpse's pocket, and get his business card holder——

——Room 306, Gwen Building, West City, Orlando. This is his office building.

And the location of the gospel chapel, yes, this is the main goal of my life.

I took off my clothes, walked out of the neighborhood, walked to the luggage storage area and got my last thousand dollars. Dial the number of the little devil head of the Shark Gang.

"I want a gun, Boy Butcher."

"Old nigger! What do you want a gun for? You don't take drugs anymore? Are you short of money? Can you borrow it from Happy Loan? There are many drug addicts like you borrowing money to make money!"

"I want a Glock 17. Three hundred and twenty nine-millimeter bullets. Is a thousand dollars enough?"

Butcher Boy immediately changed his tune.

"Enough! Can't you buy your own gun? Nigga?"

"I just got out of prison, and I'm still mentally ill. I don't have the right to buy a gun."

I gave the key instructions——

"——It requires four extended magazines. The GEN5 gun is the one that can unlock the slide on both sides. If you don't recognize it, spend an extra twenty yuan to reason with the boss. This is when I used to be a policeman. Yes, I’ll drive to Green Palm to find you.”

After hanging up the phone, I found a Chevrolet in the bar at the end of the street, split the chopsticks apart, and slowly used wood shavings to pick the lock.

At that moment, I seemed to feel that I overlapped with Rhodes. I was a criminal, a criminal who once looked innocent in the law enforcement recorder.

The black dog kept following me, and I felt the ecstasy taking over again.

The car started successfully, and half an hour later, I returned to Green Palm, took the weapon bag from the kid, threw down the money, and hurried back to Orlando.

"Hahahahahaha!"

I smiled at the person in the rearview mirror and kept smiling.

"Hahahahahaha! Ben! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

I don't know why I am so happy. It seems that Florida's Gold Coast has such brilliant colors for the first time.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

When we arrived at Fogus's company, fortunately, they hadn't gotten off work yet.

The receptionist was a silly blonde girl with heavy makeup. Almost immediately, the black dog jumped up to the front desk and took a strong sniff.

"Ben! This bitch and Fergus have sex six times a week, in this company's office, in a public restroom, my God! She has Fergus's roots running through her head - hers The bag was bought by Fergus.”

"Use those old people's money."

"Bang!--"

Florida State University basketball team, Ben Reichert comes out on top!

The bullet shattered the woman's head and spread the brain matter evenly on the signboard of "Holy City Tianguo Fuyin Health Products Co., Ltd."

Wow! Can I still fucking shoot? !

Thank God! I haven’t fired a gun in over three years!

Returning to the busy cubicle booth, there are still twelve operators working in this company. They wear headphones and are fully engaged in talking about friendship and filial piety to the lonely elderly people all over Orlando!

"Bang!--"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!——"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang!--"

The little girl who just came back from the tea room, her teeth flew into my face, it was great! This feeling!

"Bang!--"

Blood! There's blood everywhere! So much blood!

From printers to filing cabinets, look at every workstation!

"Bang!--"

Remember to change the magazine! My mental arithmetic skills are pretty good! It seems that this instinct still remains in the muscles!

Without the magazine flare skirt to help, the Gen 5 Glock’s grip still finds the magazine accurately, it’s smooth, and yes, it still trusts my hand.

The gun was pointed at the end of the bloody corridor, and a child who had just ran out of the office had tears on his face.

Black Dog said: "You just killed his lying mother! Well done! Now there is another orphan in the United States, but he should live - he just happened to come to the company and read comics in the smoking room Book."

I put the gun away and had no time to deal with this confused and helpless young soul. He went downstairs again with a happy face, leaving the corpses in the house behind.

It seems someone called the police? But it doesn't matter, the police response time is at least one hundred seconds.

There isn't much surveillance in the underground parking lot of this damn place, so I found a dead-end parking spot. After taking off my bloody clothes and throwing them into the trash can, I touched the steering wheel of the Chevrolet again. The smile on my face was so healthy that I didn’t look like a mental patient—I was full of hope for life.

When we drove off the county road and found the Evangelical Church, it happened to be dinner time.

When I squeezed in, the dean and several priests were selling products, and they still did not forget to work while these elderly people were dining.

I drew my gun and started shooting. There were eighty-nine clusters of roses on the white tablecloth.

right! Ben Richter! Give me your body!

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

In one day! Score twenty points!

"Ehehehehehehehe!"

Well done!