dusk.
The setting sun pours down on the mountains.
The Cult of Pain has several hills in the back, which are not far from the dormitory building. If you walk quickly, you can get there in one or two minutes.
Although it is under the jurisdiction of the esoteric religion, no believers usually come here.
It was late autumn, and the mountain road was covered with thick birch leaves. Dusk was slowly falling, and the tone of evening was gradually turning dark. The jungle was eerily quiet.
The sergeant of the fourth squad, Fadili, walked quietly in the silent jungle, his footsteps making crisp sounds on the dead leaves.
He has to be careful.
At the same time, the action must be fast.
You have to solve your personal problems before the free time ends.
Having endured it for several days, he really couldn't hold on any longer.
Fadili did not bring any entourage with him, and there was no need to bring any entourage to deal with such a private matter.
If someone saw it, it would affect his image as a sergeant.
Fadili always believed that the so-called pain was created by his reputation of terror. In the past few years, he killed countless people and did all kinds of evil, including torturing and killing children and women, all in order to create his terrifying image.
Terror brings pain.
Fadili found a secluded hillside with a thick layer of dead leaves underneath. This kind of Feng Shui location was most suitable for handling private matters. The sergeant's eyes lit up, and he squatted down the hillside with light steps.
He was not an idiot like Ashur. Fadili was well prepared, at least he brought tissues.
Fadili could no longer hold back. He had been enduring since the afternoon class. His mind was completely filled with desire, and this primitive impulse gradually eroded his willpower and judgment.
No matter how powerful and evil the secret cultists were, at this moment, they were as pure and fragile as a baby.
This moment is also the time when a man's nerves are most relaxed.
So, at this moment, Fadili did not notice that there were three strange black shadows slowly approaching him.
It is the trio of role models of civilization.
This is also thanks to the stealth assassination skills learned from the legion commander.
At this moment, it is a practical class.
The three shadows suppressed their breathing and the sound of their heartbeats. Arthur even used a newly learned group aura shield to block the battle ash; [Shadow of Death]
An Su always felt that he had taken this guy's style further and further off the mark. In the original novel, this guy became the Son of Glory.
But Ansu felt that the problem was not very big. As long as he became the Holy Pope of the Glorious Church and recognized Arthur as his godson, to some extent, he could also be regarded as the Holy Son of the Glorious Church.
The setting sun has completely fallen into the grave of the mountains.
At this moment, Fadili was still immersed in the joy of release. He narrowed his eyes slightly and hummed a song.
Looking at Fadili's back,
The leading black figure whispered "take action".
A figure appeared on the left. It was Arthur Sonny. He held a metal staff in his hand and smashed it directly at Fadili's crown. The force was so strong that even the air made a whistling sound.
Fadili groaned, and felt his head spinning. However, he was still a sergeant, so he did not faint on the spot. He was about to shout,
Another figure appeared on the right. It was Liszt. He stuffed a piece of white and yellow cloth into Fadili's mouth. Fadili felt a strong smell rushing into his brain and into his soul.
His consciousness gradually became blurred, and as Arthur hit him with another powerful stick, he could no longer resist.
'Who is attacking me?'
Before his consciousness completely faded, he looked at the attackers with his eyes wide open. Under the cold moonlight, there were three people standing there.
Painful Heart, Painful Falcon, Painful Hound
They were even staring at him and grinning!
Damn, where did I get born!
He actually attacked someone while they were using the toilet!!
Fadili had never been so scared before. He was still naked but surrounded by three men.
The cold night wind blew past, and it had never been so cold; he just felt like a child shivering in the cold wind.
He moved back a few inches, his eyes full of fear, and his mouth could only utter a few words vaguely, "You. Don't, come here. You, who are you?" "Sir, we are the civilized model team."
Ansu was polite and gave Fadili a clean smile, "Correct all uncivilized behavior."
Is it civilized to hit people with a staff
Fadili roared in his heart, but saw Ansu kicking him hard in the head.
He just felt a sweetness in his throat and a breath of hot air rushing up, and then he fainted completely.
Looking at Fadili who fell to the ground, Arthur sheathed his staff solemnly and snorted, his handsome face full of solemnity, "What a sacred duel."
He felt that he was becoming more and more like a paladin.
All of you solar ancestors will surely be proud of him.
"This is the first prey of the day." Liszt pushed up his glasses and said, "Brother Ansu, is it okay for you to come here? Don't you need to guard the bathroom?"
"Just issue the decree. I don't need to be there all the time."
Anzu wiped the blood off his boots with a tissue, "I'm here for something more important, and I have to handle it alone."
"What?" Liszt asked.
"Deal with the traces of the body." An Su replied, "Those who often kill people know that it is easy to kill but difficult to deal with it."
Liszt showed a look of realization.
Indeed, if something goes wrong when handling traces, it will be exposed sooner or later.
But whoever is responsible for handling the bodies will bear the greatest risk of exposure.
And Ansu was actually willing to take on this responsibility.
Liszt looked at the man in front of him with admiration. He was indeed a good teammate that even Liszt admired. Not only could he come up with such an elegant and great strategy, he even had a self-sacrificing team spirit.
He decided to follow Ansu from now on.
As long as I follow him, my noble ways will surely be further improved.
"In short, everyone should go hunting separately from now on."
Ansu could probably guess what Liszt was thinking, and he said with a sense of camaraderie, "Just knock him out, and leave it to me. I'll take care of the rest."
“No need to dirty our hands.”
"Okay!" Liszt and Arthur nodded in unison, moved.
After the two guys packed up and left, An Su turned to look at Faridi, who was half dead.
"Okay, let's start the third step of the 'Civilized Model' plan."
Ansu took off the backpack on his shoulders and thought to himself.
The third step of the Civilized Model Program!
Start offering directly!
He had already prepared the materials for the altar.
There are all kinds of materials in the cadre school that studies esoteric Buddhism.
Skulls, human skins and the like are the most common things in schools - they are given to students to use at will.
The cold moonlight fell, and a smile appeared on An Su's lips.
Open the offering!
What are the pain followers, what are the glory followers,
Ansu has been the most devout believer of the Mother Goddess of Life since ancient times.
It can perfectly dispose of the corpse and make money at the same time.
Today is another win-win day for Ansu!
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Both chapters were updated together.
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