Vol 2 Chapter 611 roar is not gold

In the midst of blind worship, through the eyes of the smiling man, Sean Dickinson seemed to be able to see two estranged, stubborn figures. They stood outside the crowd, watching everything coldly.

A figure stood on the roof, it was Peter Barry before he went to the flight school to study, and Barry whose soul was swallowed by Pan.

He had dreamed of getting out of downtown. After meeting with partners, we will transform the lower city together and make it a prosperous and happy place.

Taro’s man, Pan, stole his blueprint and instead used it to build an ideal midnight paradise for imprisoning children. The only ones who stood with Peter Barry back then were Mike. Wearing a mask that had been extinguished, he became a silent reminiscence.

Another figure stood outside the crowd. He was wearing a dark red shirt, with a thin face, curly hair against his fair skin, and he looked a little melancholy.

Wordsworth, who chose to refuse the “Stay Ceremony” to walk out of Midnight Paradise, was cursed by Tarot and went crazy with hatred. And his best friend Bill, now standing next to the Laughing Man, was breathing hard and was not human.

The initiator of everything, the “King of Xiacheng District”, stands in the spot where people’s attention is focused, enjoying people’s love and reverence.

Under the human skin mask, he smiled. It is a laugh that mocks the world.

“Friends, love is good. But I’m afraid you love the wrong object.” His voice was low and rumbling like thunder, interrupting the people who were fascinated by Tarot.

People turned their heads to look with surprised expressions, and saw a guy in ugly human skin, and next to him were apparently parasitized by something ominous—two monsters. They couldn’t help but look disgusted.

“Do you really know her? Do you know how she sees you?” The smiling man pointed his finger at Taro, which made people’s faces show sullenness – not only did the madman fail to show the humility he should have , and even pointed to God with his fingers!

Sean naturally knows that the street scenes and people in the vault are just a symbol, but the truth can interrupt everything that happens here.

“She’s a philanthropist?” The smiling man pointed at Taro indomitably, the air was quiet, and the Goddess of Spring turned around expressionlessly, “Have you thought about one thing?—

“Isn’t doing good silently a real virtue? When did charity become a well-known and beautiful thing all over the world?”

Someone blinked, as if not knowing how to answer the question.

“This is an era of corruption. An era of indulgence and hoarding. Prosperity is corruption.” The black cloak moved with the wind, “The machine started, and coal-burning ships traveled between continents. We chatted about the stock market, international trading……

“There is more and more wealth in the world, why are people still poor?

“Is this a matter of course?”

There were bewildered expressions on people’s faces. Someone whispered and whispered…

“What kind of charity?!—All charity that lives in such an era, ignores injustice, and never reflects on reality is hypocrisy!

“The money they give you is just exploited from other people.”

“The charity of the capitalists is just a pastime for them after a meal!”

“Not only emptying your pockets, but also getting your love—”

“That’s her fun!”

The sword was unsheathed, like a sharp groan. The Laughing Man drew his sword, and Lady Hershey’s divinity burned on it, it was as sharp as the words just now. The sound of the sword can be heard incessantly, this is a sword of condemnation.

Amidst the crowd, in the dilapidated streets that could hardly reflect her luxury, Ms. Tarot blinked calmly.

“Very…sharp remarks.” Taro shrugged slightly, “It’s a pity that roaring can’t buy gold.”

She looked at her people with smug eyes: “Everyone can curse this era, really. The person wearing the new suit at the cocktail party will also rant about the injustice of today’s society.

“But don’t forget, it wasn’t God who created this world – isn’t this era we shaped together?

“What? If you are in a lower position and don’t have enough brains and skills to gain wealth, you can deny your account?”

Taro’s aura was not moved by the sharp sword at all: “Do you know what these poor people need?

“Could it be your roar? – Don’t be stupid!!

“They need money and supplies for the winter! They don’t hate this era at all, and they dream of getting rich overnight and becoming a celebrity!

“No one is interested in listening to you!”

As if agreeing with what Taro said, people stood on the other side of the river bank and looked at the smiling faces and the boarders with weird eyes.

“Quiet your anger and listen to other people’s voices.” As if to persuade, Taro said in a low voice. She held out a hand generously, as if inviting two eccentrics to come closer.

The smiling man narrowed his eyes slightly. He seemed to see something.

A dandelion as tiny as dust drifted along the wind, passing Taro’s outstretched hand, and floated towards him.

The little dandelion was black, and it floated over the straight sword of condemnation, like a black hot air balloon overlooking the rusty yellow earth.

The smiling man’s pupils shrank suddenly, and the imperceptible dandelion slammed into his cloak. In an instant, various branches, fern leaves, flowers, and moss bloomed like flames~www.readmtl.com~ But they were not at all. Not phantoms, they are able to absorb their host’s body for their own nourishment in a flash.

Spring burst like flames on the man in black’s cloak. But that green “flame” devoured nothing more than a cloak full of pudding.

The vigorous black body has already flashed into the air in front of him, and the sharp sword is retracted, like a bow and arrow full of strings.

The Laughing Man’s movements are so precise that using his body is like using a sophisticated machine. This was not something Sean could do, and he temporarily handed over control of his body to Olivia.

Crossing the sea of ​​surprised people, the smiling man swooped down in the air, getting closer and closer to Tarot. On the hands that people stretched out to obstruct, Olivia had already seen the sight of the tip of the sword sinking into the goddess’s chest.

As a result, the smiling man’s upper limbs bounced out like a spring, and a finely crafted thrust stabbed the rusty yellow of the sword of condemnation into an afterimage.

Gray figures rushed up like a tide, and the rat-like people jumped on top of the emerald green, letting the sword tip pierce into the body.

A sword stabbed into the air, Sean’s heart froze, driving Rusty Heart forward, and the moonlight played a sword, light and sword shadow, but all of them slashed on the gray figure.

People panicked, their bodies joined together, like a huge and cumbersome animal squatting on the street, protecting Taro regardless of their own safety. As if she was really the “king” of the lower city.

The Laughing Man fell into the crowd, and people rushed towards him like crazy. He pulled a black long-barreled revolver from under his flank and pulled the trigger in the direction the crowd was rushing towards.

The crowd went one after another, the emerald green became looming, and the black ballistics whistled, passing over the tops of people’s heads, shoulders, and eyes…

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