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After the autumn wind blew away, the last dead leaves fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces.

Just down the street, the sparse crowd gathered on the lawn in front of City Hall, holding signs and looking up at the buildings behind the fence.

Men and women are different, old and young, but the same sloppy appearance and embarrassing clothes are like homeless people.

Whenever there is an incoming or outgoing vehicle, it will lean over, wave the sign, and shout vigorously:

"We want to work! We want to live!"

It's a pity that no one can really hear through the high walls and fences.

Vehicles come and go as usual.

Only the guard stared indifferently at all the callers who dared to approach, weighed the baton in his hand, and threatened silently.

When the cold and thin rain fell from the sky in the early winter, in the cold wind, the people who only wore thin clothes could no longer bear the cold temperature, and they all scattered.

Only a few people were still there, shouting and repeating.

But no one listened.

In the end, even the hissing cries were overshadowed by deafening cries in the distance.

On the broad avenue beyond a street, surging crowds were waving flags of various sizes, thousands of people smeared various colors on their faces, and slowly moved forward under the leadership of the front.

The news helicopter in the sky lowered its height and shot down, truly recording the whole process.

"Against discrimination! Protest against gender differentiation!"

"Support sexual minorities! Oppose workplace harassment!"

"Transgender Innocence!"

"We have to respect! We have to understand!!!"

With sincere shouts and shouts, the reporters interviewed at the front were almost moved to tears, and they described the hardships suffered by LGBT people and the long-term injustices to the camera in the live broadcast room of China Unicom. The whole society should face it up and respect it.

Across the street, the unemployed who waved their signs and tried to approach, fell to the ground and crawled in pain under the sticks and driving of the security guards.

The rest of the people have been embarrassed and got into the alley, daring to come out again.

When the bell at the top of the city rang, the sparse rain finally stopped, and the faint sunlight of two o'clock in the afternoon shone into the icy city.

The streets are still full of traffic, the singing in the shops echoes in the air, and the pedestrians are like weaving.

This is a healthy and normal day in Santos.

Today, the chaotic effects of the blackout half a year ago are barely visible, and only the guards with guns on every street remind people that nothing is over.

'The lawyer is still looking at you. ’

Everyone says so.

After the turmoil that almost affected the whole city, no one dared to despise this name again.

If there were still people who took the announcement on the TV as a grandstanding at first, then the continuous major events and more and more fanatical followers made the name deeply engraved in everyone's memory. .

That name is everywhere.

Not only in the vandalism and graffiti on the walls in the low-rise area, but also in the nightmares of countless gangs and street members, and even the rumors of company employees...

Call a lawyer.

Since that night, I don't know how many people who claimed to believe in this name and began to put into action, how many people followed his footsteps and started to stir up chaos, but very few people actually saw him.

The words and deeds of that man can only be heard in the unequivocal account of the witnesses after a certain attack and destruction.

There are innumerable people who go to do wrong under his banner, and there are countless people who claim to respect his will, but very few of them are really related to him.

True followers see him as a god, but many more see him as a lunatic with a problem in his head.

With soaring crime rates and countless riots, the guards made him a confidant.

And only the giants who have confronted him in secret many times know that the existence of lawyers called tuners has become a cancer that parasitizes the city!

The Eternal Electricity Bombing, the Solomon Theater Massacre, the Gospel Financial Collapse, the Future Electronics Sector Group Kidnapping, and the poisoning incidents that affected half of the Greenland Chemical Board of Directors...

Even, in order to destroy Xingchen Medical, the terrorist attack that caused thousands of people to die in pain from biological and chemical weapons.

For half a year, the ghostly figure has walked through the darkness and turmoil, constantly igniting the burning flames in the shadows of the city.

Almost everyone can intuitively feel the rapid deterioration of the public security environment.

However, it is unbelievable that in such a bad situation, the economic market and corporate welfare benefits that have been declining and diminishing in previous years have been improved.

In particular, Hope Energy fired less than 2,000 people when it reorganized Universal Power Group, which moved the original employees to tears and vowed to die for the company.

Under such circumstances, it is not uncommon to expose and report against lawyers and their accomplices.

Everyone indignantly accused the madman and denounced his nonsense...

But the strange thing is that everyone knows what a horrible villain the lawyer is. But everyone seems to be secretly colluding with the lawyer's accomplice...

Catch endlessly, kill endlessly.

Until the Sanctuary guards gave up looking for clues through whistleblowing, even the deputy director's wife and children were on the verge of becoming accomplices of the lawyer.

After all, who made Mr. Deputy Director come home to find a smiling stranger besides the whole family waiting for him to eat dinner beside the dining table?

After the search on the bright side was gone, the secret search and pursuit never slackened in the slightest.

The detectives and informants of the corporate giants are still densely scattered throughout the holy city, looking for any rumors and clues.

In particular, the dark horse industry, which has recently gained a great reputation, has made a big splash by capturing many of the accomplices of lawyers in one fell swoop. And its chairman disregarded the risk of death and the threat of terrorist attacks, and repeatedly denounced the lawyer in public, mocking and insulting him in terms of personality and appearance. Known as the conscience of the Holy City.

However, lucky people like Dark Horse Industries are a minority after all.

To the pursuers, their goals are like phantoms that don't exist.

He clearly heard his sneer in the dark, but when the light came on, all clues would disappear, only the ground was full of messes and mocking opponents who were beyond their own power.

There are more people, using all means, but can only find a few hyenas and fakes from scavenging.

But even so, under the slowly shrinking net of the giants, who are still running unhurriedly, and in the pursuit of countless cameras and eyeliners, there are times when they are finally caught.

Everyone knows that giants can lose countless times.

As for the lawyer, if you lose once... he's done.

.

"Is it the real thing?"

"Yeah. It is said that I have met the lawyer himself."

"Then we are lucky."

"Whether it's good or not is another matter, but this guy's luck is not good..."

In the dim light, the smoking guard at the door chatted, occasionally turning back and looking through the window on the iron gate to the narrow space inside.

The man hanging from the chain kept twitching in the electric current, his hunched body arched violently, and the wounds all over his body burst open, like a small mouth waiting to be fed.

The viscous blood flowed from the toes where the nails had been pulled out and fell into a pool of blood.

Three minutes later, the interrogator who returned from peeing slowly turned off the switch.

Current stops.

In the harsh sound of friction, a chair was moved in front of him, and the middle-aged man who was somewhat lame sat down. When he tilted his head, the person behind him stepped forward and lit his pipe for him.

Then, a basin of cold water was splashed on the prisoner's face.

A hoarse moan sounded.

As if awakened from a nightmare, gasping, choking, and convulsing.

"How are you, Mr. Polgar?"

The middle-aged man took off his pipe and sighed with pity: "You seem to be... cold?"

Polgar on the chain hoarsely made a vague sound, as if in response, but also like a cold sneer.

But soon, someone stepped forward, pulled his hair up, and forced him to open his eyes and look at the interrogator.

"The conditions, you have already heard them, they will not change, and there will be no more."

The man smoking the pipe slowly exhaled, his gray eyes looked at his pupils: "Don't waste your time, and be kind to yourself... Tell me, child, where is the lawyer?"

"In the south? No, it seems to be in the north..."

Polgar coughed and whispered hoarsely, but in the end, he seemed to be unable to hold back his laughter, "Hehe, I can't remember, maybe it's in the east, maybe... it's up there."

The laughter was too high-pitched, lost its tune, and, by the end, became a muffled gasp.

As if trying to spit.

Unfortunately, with no strength, **** saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground lonely.

The interrogator sighed and waved.

The assistant behind him stepped forward again, showing Polgar what he had in his hand - an electric drill that was some years old, and the sharp drill bit that was matched with it.

A sharp whirling sound sounded for a moment.

Soon, it became a dull sound, overlaid by a whimper of pain.

A few minutes later, someone came up, replaced Polgar with a new bottle of IV, injected the drug, and kept him alive.

Then, the drill is withdrawn.

The interrogator asked again, "Where is Huai Shi?"

"Hey, in your...your...nightmare..."

The interrogator waved indifferently.

The drill was replaced with a scalpel.

After another ten minutes, the interrogator asked again, this time, Polgar did not answer.

The electricity was reconnected, cold water and medicine, then the mouse, and finally the woodworking chainsaw, which slowly cut his fingers in half from the center.

In the end, after changing the third bottle of drip, the doctor who checked the condition turned around, glanced at the interrogator, and gave a signal silently.

After clearing the third pipe of ashes, the interrogator asked one last time:

"Last chance, Polgar."

"Attorney, where are you?"

Polgar groaned and said something vaguely, but the interrogator remained indifferent and still stood there.

In the dead silence, only hoarse laughter gradually sounded from the hollow and withered body.

Under the drag of the chains, the naked Polgar was panting, and with the last effort he pulled up his neck, his empty pupils were full of scarlet bloodshots.

And, some kind of creepy frenzy.

"You will eventually... burn to the ground!!!"

"..."

The interrogator didn't speak any more, just finished smoking the last pipe of tobacco, looked back at the camera behind him, signaled that he had done all his efforts, and then got up.

"Deal with it."

The interrogator leaves.

The iron door did not close, and a cart was pushed in with the sharp sound of the wheels spinning.

Dying in chains, Polgar was left in the car, vomiting and coughing up blood.

The trolley moves slowly.

Passing through the long tunnel, slowly ascending, in the drowsiness, Polgar felt the bumps on the ground, the stench from the wind... and the increasingly loud and loud shouts.

In front of the final iron gate, the cart leaned forward and dropped him on the ground.

Someone took out the needle that was used at noon from his pocket, inserted it into his neck, injected the medicine, and finally patted his face: "This is a good thing, it's cheaper for you."

The shouting got louder and louder.

Across the iron gate.

As if a flame was burning in his chest, Polgar moaned hard, and the last strength emerged under the pressure of the stimulant, allowing him to prop up his body.

With difficulty, he looked up at the slowly opening door.

There was also a blazing light behind the door that seemed to blind the eyes.

"Titan!"

"Titan!!"

"Titan!!!"

On the stand behind the high wall, countless ecstatic spectators were calling, shouting, and roaring the name frantically, and countless beverage bottles and banknotes fell from the high platform and piled up on the edge of the arena.

The low footsteps sounded like an earthquake.

When the iron cage was torn apart by the brutal force, the deformed giant with a height of more than three meters broke free from the cage and roared frantically under the encouragement of animal nature.

Under the transformation of Xingchen Medical, the test items have been filled with distorted organs, the big mouth on the chest slowly drips with a sticky drag, and on the face like a crocodile, the small eyes slowly turn, full of scarlet .

Looking at the door on the other side, Polgar staggered out.

"Titan! Titan! Titan!!!"

Countless spectators shouted and admired this rare feeding show.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Highest Arena!!!"

Among the sparks, the host slowly rose from the high platform, holding the microphone, and shouting loudly: "I think everyone has been waiting for a long time, don't talk anymore, don't talk nonsense any more - welcome to the corner of our twelve-game winning streak. Fighter, ruthless slaughtering beast——【Titan】!!!”

As a result, those shouts full of excitement and joy became more and more high-pitched.

"And next, the lucky ones who have the chance to compete with the Titans will come on the stage—"

In the host's joking introduction, the spotlight illuminated the **** figure: "The peerless villain in the Holy City, the confidant and loyal dog of the lawyer - Ascetic Polgar!!!"

In the hoarse and enthusiastic introduction, everyone involuntarily fell silent for a moment, widened their eyes, and looked at the ricketed prisoner displayed on the big screen.

The man who was dying, almost unsteady.

Immediately afterwards, the cry that was far more frantic and high-pitched than just before sounded again, like thunder.

It's a pity that the name of the duelist was not shouted.

But more hungry orders.

"Kill him! Kill him!! Kill him!!!"

I don't know how many people are already hungry and thirsty, their eyes widened, and they roared at the beasts in the field: "Titan, eat that son of a bitch!"

"Tear off his XX!"

"Kill him, Titan!"

"kill him!!!"

The shouting sound turned into a torrent, echoing in the arena, making the hungry beast more and more manic.

The titans squeaked, trampling on the ground, their tiny eyes staring at the prey that was sent to the field, and the saliva in the big mouth on the chest became more and more flooded.

Again and again, pulling the chain.

In the cheers and cheers of the audience, the chain was pulled until it was deformed until it was completely broken at the end!

The high-pitched voice brought the atmosphere in the venue to its climax.

Among the countless twisted smiles, the escaped Titan was running wildly. After being hungry for several days, it opened its mouth wide and flew out at the prey that was difficult to stand still!

Then, there was a sudden explosion of thunder.

boom!

Scarlet rainstorm blowout.

In the frozen silence, the headless beast flew out and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the left arm burst and fell off, and the right arm, both legs, and finally, were beaten into flesh by the sniper at the top of the arena.

Then, the stunned host, the first-class audience, and the panicked guards.

A harsh electric sound exploded from the sound, buzzing endlessly.

In the end, everyone froze in place, and in the sudden silence, they felt the coldness of their hearts and bones trembling.

Even the sound of breathing seemed to stop abruptly.

The whole world froze.

Only in the darkness, under the steps, the sound of low footsteps rose slowly, passing through the layers of open doors, towards the countless terrified audience.

It was as if he was in his own palace.

Move forward unhurriedly.

Stepping on the blood-stained steps, I crossed the gradually icy corpse.

In the end, I walked into the dazzling light.

The slightly emaciated man with long gray hair narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to cover the dazzling light, and smiled when he lowered his head to look at his companion sitting on the ground.

"Polgar, are you okay?"

Polgar was sluggish.

It was difficult to see the smiling face clearly with the empty pupils, but the deep voice was so familiar, as if... in a dream.

He pursed his lips and breathed hard, but it was difficult to say the name.

"Holy, Holy See?"

"Well, it's me."

Huai Shi nodded, bent down, sat down on the ground beside him, and said to him as if he had just parted not long ago, "I saw you didn't come back, so I came to find you."

came to the top floor.

came to their arena.

"me……"

Polgar breathed hard, and was choked up and speechless.

"I was a little worried along the way, but I was relieved to see you so refreshing." Attorney Tiao smiled and looked at his face: "Like a man, Polgar, it's amazing. "

"Uh-huh!"

Polgar nodded vigorously, already, burst into tears!

"How old are you, don't cry, it's embarrassing like a child."

Huai Shi sighed, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, tore the package, lit one at the corner of his mouth, took two puffs, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Red Wolf, the brand you were going to buy... ...I remember correctly? Slow down, idiot, don't choke.

I told you to quit smoking a long time ago, but you don't listen. Smoking is harmful to health. Do you believe it this time? "

Polgar tried his best, took a breath, spit it out, and felt a little warmth. I don't know why, through the smoke, the distant face became clear.

He was looking at himself, smiling, helpless.

"Feel sorry."

Huai Shi said, "I couldn't save you."

Polgar grinned, revealing his broken gums, as if he was smiling, but the cigarette fell weakly from the corner of his mouth.

It doesn't matter anymore.

He was already prepared.

Obviously this should be the case, he has seen life and death earlier, but when he saw those calm and pitiful pupils, he couldn't help but want to cry.

Don't want to die.

Fear from the bottom of my heart.

I don't want to leave in such a woeful way, I don't know where I'm going.

Can't help choking.

Looking at those eyes that seemed to be forever sympathetic, I choked up and finally prayed:

"Can you... please... take me for a ride?"

"Of course."

Huai Shi answered as a matter of course, stretched out his hand and pointed towards him, "Want to come?"

"We're together," he said.

The man stood in the light, smiling and waiting.

Polgar gritted his teeth and tried his best, raising his fingers to touch his palm.

But it's too far.

Like a phantom, hard to reach.

He has no strength.

The broken palm fell weakly, but was caught by the hand in the light.

hold tight.

A familiar laughter sounded, inviting him: "Let's go, my dear friend, let's go."

Well, let's go.

Polgar smiled and closed his eyes contentedly.

The last breath was exhausted.

In Huai Shi's hands, the blood-stained fingers slipped weakly and fell into the dust.

Only Huai Shi was left standing alone, staring at that peaceful expression, watching his former companions and following him away so intently.

The sound of sirens and explosions gradually sounded in the distance.

In the silence, Huai Shi quietly watched the cigarettes on the ground go out in a pool of blood, nodded, and turned to leave.

However, after leaving, he casually looked back and glanced behind him.

"Remember to do it for Mr. Polgar."

Attorney Tiao said: "This is his funeral~lightnovelpub.net~ The followers who were half-kneeling on the ground nodded silently and pressed the switch of the detonator. In the violent shock, countless flames rose and burst into flames. rise.

The arena, the blood, the corpses of those spectators and beasts.

Everything disappeared quickly in the collapse.

Only the flames burned in the ruins, and the scarlet color rose, dyeing the dark clouds blood.

The roaring hurricane spread.

Like a roar.

To this terrified world, announce the return of death!