Chapter 077: Mutants?

See this group of older children holding small children.

Both Lear and the researchers kneeling on the ground were stunned.

No one expected that the children would escape from their cells on their own.

Including Lear.

He looked at the North Star at the head, holding a four- or five-year-old child in his left hand and right hand.

I was stunned.

"Which of you wants to come and complete revenge with your own hands?" Lear's rhetorical question made a group of children all stunned in place.

A lot of people have died in the place.

Most of the bodies came from researchers who spent time with them.

Although the researchers often put on a stinky face and do all sorts of things to them.

But for many children who have never gone out to see the world, these researchers are their few remaining relatives.

Apart from each other, who was experimented on together by their peers, these researchers were left.

This is why Stockholm syndrome allows victims to identify with the perpetrator and even shelter the perpetrator.

But because the researchers never taught them any education, most of these kids couldn't even understand the concept of death.

Lear inadvertently completed the assessment of the children in one sentence.

Children who think they deserve revenge are screened out from this group of children.

More importantly, he believes that he should take revenge, and he dares to take revenge with his own hands, which is itself a kind of leadership temperament and a leader who can bear great use.

The children looked at each other, and Polaris stood up from among them and placed the two children in his arms, one left and one right, on the ground.

"I'll come!"

"But they're young, and they shouldn't see these things."

Polaris's words made Lear shake his head.

The corpses of researchers here are just a testament to the cruelty of something.

"When they have sinned against you, they are no longer worthy of forgiveness, and you who have already committed sins should abandon that innocence."

"Otherwise, in this cannibalistic world, you will live very hard."

Lear's words stunned Polaris, but no one had ever told her this knowledge.

"So, do you want to do this?" Lear moved his fingers on a pistol in his hand, turned the muzzle of the gun, and handed her the handle.

He was testing her reaction.

Polaris gritted his teeth and took the pistol from Lear's hand, almost as if venting, aimed it at a researcher and pulled the trigger.

Both the researcher and Polaris were stunned because the pistol did not go off.

He reacted violently, and if he didn't run, he would be killed.

He rushed forward like a wounded beast, and without hesitation, he slammed open the glass door of the building and rushed towards the hospital gate.

"It seems that you have become enlightened." Lear's gentle voice came from behind him, and a pair of warm big hands covered Polaris's cold hand, a hand that no one had held in sixteen years.

Polaris's body couldn't help but freeze.

She was as if she was being held by Lear in her arms, and Lear's hands covered her hands, teaching her how to hold a pistol hand by hand.

"Look, here is the trigger, here is the insurance, after opening these two things, aim the gap in the middle at him."

Lear taught Polaris how to use a pistol.

Before the figure was about to run out of the yard, his index finger, carrying the index finger of the North Star, pulled the trigger forcefully.

The pistol's recoil was a little greater than Polaris had expected, but Lear holding her hands steadily, helped her offset most of the recoil.

Seeing a blood flower blooming behind the running researcher, the whole person relied on inertia and stumbled forward again a few steps. Suddenly fell at the distance gate.

The power of the pistol surprised Polaris, and as a metal controller, she could clearly feel the power of the chamber.

This is a force that she can't stop for the time being.

Lear let go of her hand and pulled the pistol back from hers.

The residual temperature on his hands made Polaris stunned.

"You should all know what kind of crimes you have committed against this group of children." Lear turned his head and said in a loud voice in the hall.

"The kids don't understand, but I do."

"The children will not retaliate against you, the government will not deal with you, but I will."

"There will always be someone in this world to clean up your dregs."

Lear's judgment-like words finally made some researchers feel bad.

The researcher who ran twenty meters but was still accurately killed by Lear just now shocked this group of people and made them dare not act rashly.

They were as desperate as if they had been driven into a flock in an alley, and some could not help but shout: "It's just a job, we're just hired by the government, we're not even the masters!" We're just working!

With a wave of his hand, Lear shot the righteous researcher on the spot.

The children were shaken by the sound of gunfire.

"Isn't there any sin in the ghosts who help the mischief? You can obviously choose not to do this industry!

"We don't do it, some people do it!"

"Boom!"

Lear gave him another peanut rice.

"An egoist's excuse!"

It was as if Lear was teaching philosophy lessons to children with the lives of researchers.

He seems to want to let the children know that there is punishment for making mistakes; It is you who do what you do, you can only deceive yourself, but you cannot deceive others; Egoists, even if they have a thousand excuses and all kinds of reasons, are ultimately just trying to benefit themselves under the guise of benefit.

Some children who were not old enough were confused, while some children who had begun to understand the truth trembled with excitement.

What Lear showed them was the right world, what it should be.

Evil is rewarded with evil, good is rewarded with good, not unreported, the time has not come.

That's all.

Lear's execution-style execution lasted a long time.

The number of people who died made even the children numb.

But big girls like Polaris and Fang became more and more excited the more they looked.

They have already decided in their hearts that Lear is an extremely reliable person, and they can't help but want to share with Lear what happened to them in the institute.

But after killing all the researchers, Lear turned his head and stretched out his hand to Polaris: "I am Lear, are you their leader?"

Polaris had never seen this kind of etiquette, and after half a step slower, he stretched out his hand and shook it with Lear a little hastily.

"I'm Lorna, but here, they generally call me by my code name, North Star."

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