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In less than 5 minutes, there was no one in the room who could stand up except Gin and the others. Hess stood among the corpses. There were not many traces of blood spatter in the black priest's clothes. The handkerchief carefully wiped the blood on his face and hands, then held the handkerchief over Taro Iwamoto's body, and slowly let go of it, the handkerchief just dangled and slowly covered his distorted face.

Qin Jiu walked up to him, seeming to be aware of his expression at the moment, and sneered: "Your face at this moment is more in line with the impression I remember."

Hess ignored him and made a strange gesture on his chest: "The original owner can accept these lost souls."

"Father, have you always pumped your fist while praying?" Gin Jiu mocked.

"No," Hess put down his hands, and when he turned his head, he put on a kind smile on his face again, "I usually only pray before the Lord."

Gin clicked his tongue unhappily. At this time, they all heard gunshots from outside, and at the same time, a guard knocked on the door to inquire.

"Don't worry about them, this door can only be opened from the inside, and it's also bulletproof." Gin leisurely turned and stepped over a group of corpses, and walked towards the small counter in another corner of the room.

Gin's attitude has already shown that the black organization that is attacking this building outside is no accident. I am afraid that even if Hess hadn't attacked just now, Taro Iwamoto will be in danger tonight. He is destined to sleep in this room forever.

And why did Gin deliberately say that the building acquisition plan encountered obstacles now that he already had an attack plan?

Hess had the answer in his heart, but he still had an unchanged smile on his face, and followed Gin to the bar on the other side of the room.

This is a small bar, and Taro Iwamoto's good wine is basically stored here, but it is a pity that some of them fell to the ground and mixed with blood during the fight just now, and the whole space is mixed with the smell of wine and blood.

The only surviving Iwamoto's men were shivering behind the bar, holding their heads as if the end had come, but Vodka forcibly pulled them out: "Can you mix wine?"

The man swallowed hard, looked at Gin and Hess, especially when he met Hess's eyes, he looked like a chick being strangled by the neck, and nodded repeatedly.

Gin and Hess sat at the bar, the former ordered his own codenamed wine, while Hess ordered a glass of vodka.

Vodka also silently ordered a glass.

Drinking alcohol also means that the mission is temporarily over, at least temporarily before proceeding to the next stage. Hess drank a glass of wine to warm his stomach and said, "I didn't expect you to take over this communication mission. Before your organization came to us Don't you always send other people when you cooperate?"

Gin twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's just because I happened to have a mission before."

"Really." Hess didn't delve into this question, but Vodka was frightened aside, trying to figure out what the relationship between his elder brother and this person was.

"It's just that we knew each other when we were young." Gin Jiu knew what he was thinking even without looking at the vodka. In order to prevent this silly boy from thinking of other weird directions, he opened his mouth and said.

"It's really sad, don't we just know this kind of relationship?" Hess smiled gently, "I thought you would at least describe us as life and death friends."

Qin Jiu gave him a cold look: "It's just a report to the group to keep warm, cooperation is also a last resort."

"Yeah, hugging to keep warm." Hess touched the back of his ear, and if he didn't pay attention, it would be hard to find a three to four centimeter long scar there.

Their relationship is actually not that complicated. Karasawa Taki made a series of attempts after he found out that he could interfere with the fate of the characters in the original novel. Among them, Gin was the only one who succeeded. In other words, their relationship is nothing more than a period of warming up in the black street newspaper groups in the United States when they were young.

Those who live in the black street are the bottom of the society. It is full of gamblers, drug bugs and prostitutes, as well as the mafia. Children's physical struggles are not as good as adults, and they will not get any protection unless they join the mafia. Si was the best fighter among his peers at that time, but he still couldn't fight against adults, so he formed a temporary team as a matter of course, and there was a period of time when he gave his back to the opponent.

The scar on Hessle's back was injured when he was protecting Gin, oh of course he didn't have the code name Gin at that time.

After that, Karasawa Taki from Gin didn't make any more settings, while Hess was taken away by another mercenary organization. The two parted ways completely. meeting.

Gin also noticed his movements. He glanced at the scar on Hess's back, quickly looked away, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The three of them didn't talk anymore, and the atmosphere was a bit dull for a while. Ten minutes later, there was another sound outside the door, but this time it was a very polite knock on the door. Gin glanced at the phone: "Vodka, go and open the door."

Vodka got up without hesitation and opened the door. Outside the door were two men and a woman with sniper rifles on their backs, Chianti and Cohen, members of Gin's action team. After entering the room, Chianti was stunned by the sight in front of him. Seconds, after seeing their cause of death, they whistled: "Wow, are you fighting brown bears in the wild?"

After blurting out the words, Chianti noticed the 'Brown Bear' sitting next to Gin, and Mr. Brown Bear smiled at them friendly.

The two realized that this was a member of the religious order that Gin had told them before and had important cooperation with the organization. Chianti was embarrassed, and Cohen slapped her and said, "Sorry, she always speaks out of words."

"It's okay, the Lord told us to forgive everyone's differences." Hess smiled and looked at Gin, "Is this your new partner?"

Gin pressed the brim of his hat, wanting to pretend he didn't know them, but still introduced: "Chianti and Cohen, the snipers in the organization."

I can tell.

Hess' eyes rested on the long backpacks behind the two for a moment.

The two walked to the bar, and after Hess said he didn't care about the 'brown bear', Chianti drank two glasses of wine with him and returned to his usual state.She could tell that Hess was the same kind of person as they were, not only the corpses all over the floor in this room, but also the unique disregard for life after he had been on the battlefield, and she patted Hess's sturdy shoulder with a smile: "You made this room? Well done."

"It's just clearing away some obstacles that hinder the coming of the Lord."

Chianti is a typical wound and he forgets the pain when he heals, subconsciously blurting out the question in his heart: "Can a man like you have faith?"

After drinking the vodka silently, his little heart skipped a beat.

'Don't bring up the subject of faith. '

This is what gin and vodka specially emphasized before Hess got off the plane, and the bloody corpses in the room proved that this is a taboo topic. Chianti stepped on two mines as soon as he entered the door, and he no longer dared to look at it Hess and Gin's expressions changed.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was quite relaxed, and Hess even had a smile on his lips: "Why not?"

Chianti shrugged: "It's just that a man like you who doesn't care about getting blood on his hands, it's hard to imagine what religion you believe in."

"Indeed, when I got off the plane, I thought I had identified the wrong person." Qin Jiu said suddenly.

He just suddenly remembered that Hess in his memory was completely different from the smiling appearance now.

His expression is so lacking that sometimes Gin can't help wondering if he is suffering from a disease of stiff facial expressions, whether it is when he is short of food or clothing, when he is beaten, or when he is stepping on the body of an enemy he has finally defeated When he was talking, his expression was completely stiff and numb, his eyes seemed to be forever covered with a layer of lingering haze, from which Gin Jiu could not see any anger.

There is neither the ambition to get ahead, nor the cruel and cold-blooded training at the bottom, just like a programmed robot, just repeating the process of surviving.

Therefore, when he learned that Hess had joined a little-known order and became a priest, Gin almost thought it was false information, or that the other party had just chosen a random destination.

Father and Hess?

It doesn't fit at all.

Gin thought so until Hess's plane landed, but after seeing Hess who hadn't seen him for many years, Gin was silent about the changes in him.

At the same time, I was a little curious about what kind of experience made this childhood partner become what he is today.

"It's nothing that can't be said," Hess smiled and lowered his head, and twirled the ring on his index finger. "I just know how important faith is to a person. It may be invisible, but it is like the air." To human beings, bread is to human beings, only those who have faith are worthy of my seriousness."

Chianti couldn't help but sneered: "Are you trying to say that people without faith can't live?"

"No," Hess said coldly, "Most people in this world are mediocre, and their task is to live ignorantly, and it is enough to complete what should be done at each stage, just like the Lord's forest. Trees need to grow vigorously, and ants are needed to carry nutrients diligently."

Hearing this, the members of the black organization present frowned. Of course they didn't have any religious beliefs, but no one wanted to be compared to ants.

"Of course everyone here is different." Hess looked at Gin, "Just like what I said to the people in this room before, belief is not limited to gods, but can save everyone's life, life and Soul, that which guides you, and for which you are willing to pay any price, is your faith."

"Or you can understand it as a dream."

"Did it save your soul?" Gin raised his glass, and the rim of the glass slightly lifted up, signaling Hess's direction from a distance.

"Of course." Hess smiled.

"You should know that after I left the United States, I went to the battlefield in the Middle East, received a period of training, and then was thrown on the battlefield with a gun. But although the fighting was still fierce, it was no different from my previous life. , It’s just killing and being killed.”

The corner of Chianti's mouth twitched, isn't it different.

As a member of the organization, she was also dragged to the battlefield to train in the early years, even now it is a hellish period of time for her.

The first thing I do when I open my eyes every day is to check if I have any missing arms or legs. The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood lingers in the air for several days. If you just finished a small battle, you can go out for a stroll. Some severed finger remains were found on the side of the road, or simply the corpses of uncontained soldiers.

In this fringe area where the sense of morality is infinitely suppressed, the guilt of killing will be eliminated in the shortest possible time, and as an expert on the battlefield, a sniper has both the fire target and the death sickle in almost every battle. locations.

In short, even the murderous Chianti never wanted to go back to that ghostly place in a short time.

But in this man's mouth, the Middle East battlefield with the most intense battles is similar to Xinshou Village, and he said plainly: "Before this, I couldn't find a reason to live, but I didn't want to commit suicide. The reason is that I just lived in this world like a walking dead, numbly accepting orders to kill people, until I met a group of strange people on the way to a mission."

"Even when the temperature is as high as 40 degrees, they still wrap their bodies in black cloth, and the leader makes a gesture of praying to the sky every time they walk a distance, but this has nothing to do with me at the time, although I am curious about why they appeared here reasons, but I still have to carry out my mission - to keep no one near this area."

"But this mission I failed for the first time."

Chianti, who listened intently to the story, was very supportive: "You lost?"

Hess glanced at her: "Yes, the leader is very thin, only up to my chest, and I can break his arm stretched out from the black robe with one hand. Not my match, but he wields a magical power."

Vodka recalled the previous scene where his three views were shattered, and blurted out: "Superpower!?"

The audience was silent for a second. Before Chianti had time to laugh at the vodka, Hess shook his head calmly: "No, it's not something like superpowers or superpowers, but a kind of magic."

As he spoke, he looked at Vodka, and Vodka glanced at Gin, saw him nodding, then took out a pistol and handed it to Hess, Hess opened the safety, and shot himself in the palm of his hand with no expression on his face.

The bullet was suspended one centimeter away from the palm of the hand, motionless.

Chianti and Cohen's eyes widened, but they thought more about the legendary superhuman from Yokohama, but after taking a look at Gin, they felt that it was unnecessary and impossible for him to lie in front of Gin.

"At that time, he used this similar ability. I couldn't attack him at all, and was even restrained in place by a strange force. I thought this was the end of my life, but the next moment, this one was far stronger than me. The mysterious man knelt before me."

……

'Come on, we're only here to get to the end of the pilgrimage, just let us get there You can take your life as you like, but at least let us go for now. '

The words of the pilgrim seemed to resurface in Hess's mind again, and now he still remembered the doubts and curiosity that came out of his heart.

In his life, there is always the cruel law of the jungle—the strong prey on the weak, the weak submit to the strong and be deprived of everything as they should, and it is not uncommon for the weak to kneel to the strong, but the man who defeated him now is Why would a strong man who is stronger than him be willing to kneel to a weak man like him, and at the cost of his life.

Incomprehensible.

This was a completely incomprehensible behavior for Hess, who was deprived of his life in order to survive at that time. For the first time since his birth, he had such a strong curiosity. He wanted to know what it was that could be worth the sacrifice of this man. lives and souls as a price.

So Hess agreed to the deal, and personally escorted them to the end of the journey, but the scene there was deeply beyond his expectation.

That's something that shouldn't be on Earth.

Hess couldn't even tell whether it was an animal or a plant, but he could tell at a glance that it was an evil thing far beyond cognition. Its blood-red roots took root in this land to absorb nutrients. For this reason, the surrounding ten-meter-diameter The place turned into a desert. Its trunk is not the normal brown color but the color of human flesh and blood. The muscles are agitated, and the blood vessels are the roots that go deep into the earth and continuously deliver nutrients to it. Hess can even see the tops of the branches covered with fangs. The mouth of the tooth, which is technically a sapling, has leaves swaying in the wind that look like eyes looking around.

This is far beyond normal human cognition, but the next moment something even more shocking happened. Those people wrapped in black cloth ran towards the monster like crazy, pulling out daggers or guns while running to hurt their bodies, blood They sprinkled all over the ground, forming a pool of blood around the saplings. They were like madmen reveling around the holy tree, with peaceful smiles on their faces before they died.

The last living person, that is, the leader smiled and stuffed a dagger into Hess's hand: "Come on, come on, you can take my life as agreed, but please let me sleep forever in His." Beside."

He led Hess towards the sapling. Hess was so surprised that he lost his words for a moment, and he didn't even notice when the leader's strength became so strong. When he recovered, Hess had already come to a place one meter in front of the tree. The soles of his feet were already flooded with blood, and the leader took the initiative to hold his wrist, aiming the sharp part of the dagger at his neck.

"I can tell from the first glance that you are a man with no goals. Your life is full of fog, but it doesn't matter. If it is you, you must be able to see His greatness."

After all, he thrust the dagger into his neck without hesitation, blood splashed all over Hess's face, but he stared at the weird tree in front of him as if he didn't realize it.

He saw something rising from the sacrificed people around him, circling around the tree, everything eerie and weird seemed to be transforming into a sacred place, it seemed that there was a voice whispering in his ear, and countless taboo knowledge was stuffed into it. his mind.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the persistence of these people.

At this moment, he seemed to have found the true meaning of life.

That is to welcome His (Kabalah) birth at all costs.

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