Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

"You, your relatives are looking for you, please come with me..."

relatives?

What relatives?

Zhang Zhiqing didn't feel relieved for a while, but he still walked over.

relatives……?Do I have any left?Could it be...

Thinking of the answer, Zhang Zhiqing quickened his pace, and soon the prison guard disappeared at the door at the end of the corridor, leaving Jeston leaning on the table with a face of shock... He shook violently with a sudden awakening!Then he frantically took pictures of his clothes!

Unknowingly, Ivan Heim's face gradually turned dark because he was sprayed with water because he was sitting opposite him just now.

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Speaking of relatives, there is no such thing as Zhang Zhiqing, whose background is set in the castrated version of the protagonist.

But when it comes to emotions... then there really is one.

"I'm sorry, my lord bishop, I was delayed for a while while raising money to rush here~"

Light hair sideways, covered with a soft nun's headdress, wearing a dark green skirt with soft edges, cuffs clenched tightly, Lilia took Zhang Zhiqing's only source stone staff, and stepped out for him. The road to the makeshift prison gate,

The eyes flickered, and the little nun looked away.

"Aren't you being wronged inside?"

"How can it be? I still earned it~"

"Earn?"

"I made a lot of money~cough, um...it's okay."

At the cost of money, welcome the sunshine again and sprinkle it on the road ahead.

The temporary prison is just behind the police station. Those who pay the money leave in the front, and those who don’t have the money close in the back. Compared with other Colombian public processes, the entire process is so efficient that it can be described with black humor.

Walk past No. 392, No. [-] Avenue, and come to No. [-] Avenue next door.

Because it is a commercial area with high tax revenue, many public facilities are very sound and even luxurious.

There are the most advanced intelligent source stone street lamps, tropical plants transplanted from Sargon, and old Gallic-style water-spraying statues. The glass curtain wall is crystal clear, and it has been wiped without even fingerprints.

There is no waste in dealings, either rich or expensive,

The prosperous location made Zhang Zhiqing almost forget the police station and temporary prison behind him,

Almost every intersection is monitored, the most advanced smart models, and various accessories that Zhang Zhiqing does not understand seem to be filled with only the word "expensive".

There are police officers at almost every corner, with shiny belts and straight gun collars, eating hot dog donuts, and carrying the most cutting-edge repeating hand crossbows,

Take a breath of free air,

...It's really just air, can you expect it to smell?

"Lilia?"

"Huh? What's the matter, my lord bishop?"

Realizing that he seemed to have overlooked something, Zhang Zhiqing lowered his head and asked,

"...Where did the money come from?"

"Hey----"

The Agor girl hesitated a little, rubbing her little hands with round knuckles, biting her pink lips and squeaking,

"This... Anyway, you have already come out..."

"Just, don't worry about where the money came from..."

"OK,"

"Yeah~!"

"Then I don't want you anymore (No Mercy)"

"Wow!"

Unable to bear Zhang Zhiqing, Lilia finally chose to surrender.

"Money, money money money... stolen from a nearby farmer's house..."

"Oh—hmm farmer??"

An instinctive uneasiness told Zhang Zhiqing that the development of the next thing would be so magical that it would be outrageous!

"Are you still wearing heavy armor and raising Originium worms??"

"Wow! It's amazing, you can guess this too!"

"........."

"Huh? Your Excellency Bishop? Where are you going?"

In my heart, I felt sorry for the innocent farmer Big Bob, and looked at the gold tooth ring that was not yet warm in his pocket. Zhang Zhiqing, who stopped at the door of the gold shop, let out a sigh of relief to Tianchang,

"It's nothing, I took someone else's stuff later"

"—Remember to give it back."

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That's probably all there is to it, hey...? I owe so much rewards that I'm going to die...

Tickets...~want~~?

Volume II Columbia: Chapter 5 Free Colombia

The neon flashes, the sound vibrates the eardrum, stimulates the iris and cochlea,

The stage is decorated with colorful lights, and the graceful and tall dancers walk gracefully and slowly with catwalks, knocking on the heels of their shoes, and urging the flames and nerves under the audience to become more intense.

The black-gold freezer is open to store precious wine and golden wine, with luxurious and classical lace and gold patterns. The only thing it has in common with the very modern "disco" is fur horse sensuality, luxury and corruption.

Lush and feasting, extravagant,

It looks out of place with a light blue police uniform,

It was a film female in her early 18s, of medium height, with short tea-blond hair cut, like a freshly made cup cake, and even exuded a similar sweet smell.

The loose police uniform made of polyester material designed in the urban environment of Colombia is knotted and tightened by the hanging belt. The waist is curved and undulating. The rabbit's white crispy circle on the chest with a horizontal strap...

The exquisite and correct facial features are not weak at all, and they are graceful on stage, so they are naturally "burned" by the scorching eyes around them, and they talk long and short like talking about things,

Talking about the beautiful shape, color, and style of the clothes, the size of the front, and the texture of the back are all ignored by her, and she can't stop smelling them, just like the buzzing of greedy flies.

This kind of self-respect became useless pride in the eyes of those people, and the topic became, what style of collar should go with a slender beautiful neck?rivet?leather?plastic?

She walked through the whole hall, deep into the long corridor,

The red gold carvings, the white stone walls, and the imitation of the noble style couldn't suppress the vulgarity behind the closed doors in the long corridor, which made her complexion even worse, and the flat shoes made a loud noise with high heels.

She walked to the end of the corridor, and just as the maid who heard the sound was about to show a charming smile, she raised her ID card and pressed it directly to her face,

"I want to see Murray Chocks."

The maids in tight leather clothes who were wearing an isosceles triangle were surprised. She put away her ID with a blank expression, and was suffocated by the smell of citrus and roses from the necklines of the maids.

The two maids looked at the policewoman with a stern face from left to right, their expressions changed from disbelief to joking,

Finally, the red lips parted slightly, and a series of strange chuckles spit out.

The door was opened, and the smoke and alcohol gushing out even surpassed the dark purple light.

"Murray Chocks!"

The man in the middle of the room was startled when he heard the sound, and he caught a glimpse of the policewoman at the door from the corner of his eye.

"Oh? Miss Arras Victor, a rare visitor."

"Come on, please take a seat. Letting guests stand there is not the spirit of the Columbia Dream."

"Your Colombian dream is to eat, drink, whore, gamble and gamble with a group of criminals here?"

A police officer named Arras has many "acquaintances" here, because she recognizes every face on the wanted notice.

The fist was clenched all the time, and the fingers became more wet and red under the force.

"You'd better give us an explanation, Chief Murray! Why are there so many escaped criminals here?"

"Yes, then you can arrest them at any time, Miss Arras."

The room decorated in the old Ross style was covered with a golden and complete sand animal skin carpet, and the walls were embedded with large and small animal heads and limbs. Murray took a sip of his cigar, and put his hand full of precious light on the smooth oil of the maid beside him. But the greasy eye slits pierced through the smoke, staring straight at the sweat-stained flesh-colored belly of the young Filin...

"Then, you will release them again? Don't think I didn't see it! Just this morning, another criminal was bribed by you to release from your private prison!"

"No, no, you used the wrong word, Miss Arras, it's not called [bribery], it's called - [compensation]."

"Even if it is compensation, how much money will fall into the hands of Mr. Bob?!"

Murray's eyes are still lingering on the body of the film policewoman... or cut and peeled, just like an onion, layer by layer... the more tender it becomes... Finally, the whole onion is completely "destroyed", so that the original Onions disappeared from the world!

The man in uniform caressed his big belly,

The technique is like touching someone else's - and the other person refers to it, naturally it is the policewoman Arras.

"Miss Arras is just for this? Ah...ah~"

The freshly lit cigar points to another man on the other side who is drinking and enjoying himself like no one else.

"As for the distribution of compensation, you should ask Mayor Carl, not me."

"Oh? Murray, you are so confused. It looks like you played high last night. How can you ask me? You should ask Mr. Erwin about the distribution of compensation."

"Carl, what do you mean? Shouldn't you ask old Murray?"

"Ask Carl,"

"Ask Erwin,"

"Ask Murray,"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

She couldn't stand this disgusting environment any longer, resisting both physical and psychological discomfort, turned around and rushed out of the director's office.

Phaedia, who was wearing glasses and dressed in a gentlemanly dress, kept sighing at the sound of the door being slammed shut, showing the gentle smile on the usual bulletin, and single-handedly turned the word "gentleman" into a derogatory term.

"This is your fault, old Murray, you should pay attention to such a dedicated subordinate."

"Hmph, do you take it seriously? That is."

Pay attention, of course pay attention to...

A talented student who graduated from Victoria Guards College, this proud body made him deeply shocked just by the initial resume.

To be honest, he couldn't be more fond of this kind of upright, dedicated and loving woman, because only such bones can make him more happy physically and mentally when smashed, and stimulate his desire to destroy and invade!

Perfect is perfect when it is incomplete!

And those born defective products, hum,

"Get out of here!"

Grabbing the tail of the Maid of Walb beside him, Murray threw it hard!The maid was thrown to the ground, moaning in pain.

The root of the tail is connected to the spine, and pulling it forcibly can cause severe pain, incontinence, and even disability.

A natural defective product, just throw it away if it breaks after playing! !

Colombia values ​​freedom, so this is his freedom!Some people should look up to themselves, another wave?

What is called a person?Not as expensive as milk!

"You are the laziest of all! Bed bugs! Delicious and lazy bed bugs!! Let your family hold back! Make your mother feel guilty for giving birth to you!"

"Look at how many dads you can hit when you throw a stone into the crowd?!"

Murray kicked the maid from the side of the sofa to the foot of the wall, without even putting on any clothes, distorting her bloated facial features, making her look less like a human being, and more like a pile of fat that proliferates and angers.