bayedsolid Chapter 257 Amilin jumps into the river to commit suicide
Chapter 257 Amilin jumps into the river to commit suicide
Miyano Shiho clutched her brother's clothes tightly, her face turning pale with nervousness and worry.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of hatred.
She didn't want to see Che Ge in the lab.
She was fed up with her brother lying on the operating table without dignity, being manipulated by researchers like a lifeless specimen, like a guinea pig.
The little girl's eyes fell on the not-so-broad back of the blond young man, and her eyes were red.
Obviously, obviously Che Ge should be free too!
The look in his eyes as he tried desperately to touch the sky stayed with her for a long time.
Gin rubbed the Beretta irritably and silently replaced it with special bullets. The previous preparation was now used.
This guy really doesn't have any personality that's easy to deal with.
He stared at the magician who was trying to be cute with the little girl with a serious look in his eyes: "You've caused too much trouble this time. You must come back to Japan with me as soon as possible."
Going back to headquarters to avoid the limelight will also prevent the United States from investigating the organization.
He lowered his voice. "You don't have a choice, Mojito."
Furuya Rei refused expressionlessly: "No."
He pushed Miyano Shiho away and quickly approached the side of the cruise ship, refusing loudly, "I don't want to go back. If I go back, you will definitely lock me up. That would be too restrictive."
He shouted: "A magician without freedom is worse than a clown——"
'boom! '
With a slight sound, the blond young man who was about to jump off the cruise ship dropped his hand weakly as it just touched the side of the ship. His purple-gray eyes looked at the river water so close at hand, feeling unwilling and angry.
He fell against the side of the boat, and even though he was conscious, his body was unable to move.
Miyano Shiho was frightened by Gin's sudden shooting. When she came to her senses, she wanted to rush forward but was held tightly by Vodka.
"Let me go, let me go, Vodka. Brother Che, Brother Che..."
Vodka said innocently: "Stop shouting, Mojito is not dead."
The last time he and his elder brother sent Tennessee to the United States on a plane, he was sent to a mental hospital and suffered serious injuries.
Since then, my brother contacted the laboratory and developed some drugs with no side effects that can keep a person conscious but numb the body. They are similar to anesthetics and are specifically used on Tennessee.
Unexpectedly, this guy changed his personality and became Mojito.
But it doesn't matter, it's the same person.
Furiya Rei was almost mad. Who could have thought that Gin would use such dirty tricks?
"Despicable!!" Fūya Rei said in a weak voice, gritting his teeth.
Gin walked over slowly, looking down at the immobile magician from above, a hint of joy flashing across his dark green eyes: "To deal with you, I have to use some special methods."
He raised his chin towards Vodka and ordered, "Buy a plane ticket back to Japan first. Now return to the New York organization base as soon as possible."
"Yes, brother." Vodka responded honestly.
But when he turned around, looking at the crazy crowd gradually moving away, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you going to ignore Arak?"
Gin: Oh, and there's also Arrack who was driven crazy by Mojito.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He wanted to say forget it, but he was afraid that Alex would establish a religion on the spot under the police's noses, and even the God would be ready-made - such as someone who had just been martyred - which would make the matter even bigger. The Vatican might even send the Knights Templar to clean up the heresy.
But it was obvious that he couldn't control the alcohol.
It became even more difficult to deal with that guy after he went crazy.
Gin looked aggrieved and kicked Furuya Rei with his foot: "Deal with the person you made crazy now."
Furuya Rei lay down helplessly, puffing up his cheeks and saying sullenly, "I'm already in this state, how can I deal with it?"
Besides, who is Alex? I don’t even know him, so why should I deal with it?
Gin weighed the pros and cons and decided not to give the antidote. Mojito was free, and once he let go, he couldn't come back. That was the end of it. Who made this guy so lethal?
He absolutely did not want to chase after this guy. He did not want to go on a ridiculous tour around the world like Aquavit.
Gin took out his phone and sent an email to Alex.
[Return to the cruise ship immediately, your saint is Mojito, idiot!
——GIN]
After calming the crowd, Amilin, who was crying while holding the lilies, impatiently opened the email and said, "......"
Etienne is the mojito?
Am I dreaming?!
Amylin stared at the email for a minute, making sure that all this was real and not an illusion.
I still remember that he had just said that if organizing that group of brainless and faithless people could incite the Liberal Party, he would jump into the Hudson River.
Amilin admitted that he had spoken too loudly before.
He thought for a moment, gently put down the lily, walked to the river, and then jumped in with a big plunge.
The Liberals around him: “???”
Their faces were filled with fear, and they shouted in panic, “Amilin!!”
"Amilin died for love!"
"So should we save him or not...?"
"That's his dream. We should respect him and not save him!"
"Okay, let's pray for Amylin and hope he gets freedom!"
Amilin in the water struggled with a stiff face and shouted, "I can still be saved!"
Etienne is the mojito!
Thinking of this equation, Amilin, who was swimming in the water, became very excited.
OK, great.
He happened to have a drink called Arrack.
Doesn’t this mean that this is a natural fate!
God wants them to come together to start a business! !
They want to liberate all of humanity, but first, they have to liberate the organization that binds them!
Amilin jumped out of the water lightly, his whole body wet. In this cold winter, he didn't feel cold at all, but instead felt hot all over.
He picked up the barrel organ and joyfully played "Winter Prayer"!
Holy, please look at me, please look at me.
I am the one standing by your side!
You are my God and I am your Olbye.
Smile, be happy, we are all free!
Please forgive me for not being able to appear before you right now.
I must appease the Liberals, who are your denomination, your people, and witnesses of your deeds!
Wait for me, I will be by your side soon, very soon.
Arrack was moving back and forth in the crowd in a hurry.
On the cruise ship, Gin waited in vain.
He cast a suspicious look at Furiya Rei. Could it be that this guy did it on purpose to make Arika become like this?
He knew about Arrack's whereabouts in advance and then went to brainwash him?
Are those crazy followers of the Liberal Party the minions that Mojito Personality has found for himself?
Gin thought about it and decided to give it a try.
Mojito doesn't want to leave. Is it because he doesn't want to give up this group of tools?
"You don't care about them anymore? After all, I gave you the title of 'Saint'." Gin's tone was ambiguous. "They rioted because of your death and even dared to attack the police."
Furuya Rei lay on the boat, rolled his eyes with difficulty, and said sarcastically: "You are so kind, then go and take care of it."