bayedsolid Chapter 252 I choose freedom and let the boss die
Chapter 252 I choose freedom and let the boss die
On the Hudson River.
On Liberty Island, everyone raised their right hands, waving the flags of freedom in their hands, and shouted frantically from the bottom of their hearts, "Freedom!"
“I want to pursue freedom.”
"Free as the wind!"
It’s a mess, a mess, a complete mess.
They cheered and jumped for joy on Liberty Island.
They were so carried away that they were filled with joy after breaking free from their chains.
More and more people flocked to Liberty Island. By the time the New York authorities received the news, five days had passed and the situation was out of control.
Standing on a high place, Jōgō Rei lowered his eyes to look at the light curtain that only he could see.
[Magician debuffs have been stacked: Free Heart, Speech Inspiration MAX (Friendly Gift from Best Friend Agent), Leader's Charm (Friendly Gift from Best Friend Agent), Hopeless Bond]
The next second, Fūya Zero controlled his mental power and transformed it into a sharp card that appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the system light curtain at an extremely fast speed.
The light screen cracked with a sound.
The screen flickered, but still hung there stubbornly.
Fūya Rei snorted and didn't care.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, I always chop the system down whenever I think of it.
After all, he couldn't keep his memory, but the system that restricted his freedom kept dangling before his eyes, which was really an eyesore.
Retracting his gaze, he raised his cape, and his altered voice was sonorous, powerful, and full of inspiration. When he spoke, it was as if he was stating an eternal truth: "Come, come, let us pursue the indelible freedom engraved in the depths of our souls!"
His voice seemed to be kissed by the goddess of beauty, and the beautiful hymn seemed to be chanting: "We are like young eagles, soaring in the morning glow. Upward, flying higher. From the ground, you leap up.
Like a cloud of blazing fire, it passes through the heart of the azure sky. Forever singing and flying, flying and singing.'"
"Cheer up."
"I hear the voice of freedom echoing."
So everyone was shouting and singing, they were shouting: Freedom!
1 month 2 day.
[System prompt: Magician character role play, day 15]
Some people who left Liberty Island began to form a parade, shouting for the amendment of laws, the abolition of rules and regulations, and the desire to live freely.
Things started to go wrong.
Vodka drove around looking for people, but the atmosphere in New York was not right recently, so he became more cautious.
At this time, the road ahead was blocked, and anti-terrorism police with shields and guns stood in front, blocking the crowd who were holding up the Flame of Freedom.
Apart from a few passers-by hurriedly passing by, the only people on the street were riot police and the marching crowd.
Tear gas was thrown out one after another, and the white drug sprayed in the space, mixed with burning smoke, scaring Vodka so much that he quickly reversed the car.
"When did America become so chaotic?" Vodka said, turning the car around. "This is the fifth violent demonstration we've encountered in the past few days."
Miyano Shiho, who was sitting in the back seat, seemed to have sensed something and her eyes subconsciously fell through the car window on the person outside who looked wild, sad and free, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Pursuing the ultimate freedom, yet behaving in such a crazy way——
Is it... a magician?
Gin paused with his hand holding the cigarette, and narrowed his dark green eyes. The timing was just right, just after Mojito disappeared, the United States began to fall into chaos.
He couldn't help but suspect that that person was behind this.
The main reason was that he had seen the new personality jump off a building crazily and then shout for freedom while injured.
Looking at the current parade, the sense of déjà vu is too strong.
Is that guy the source of infection?
Virus mother?
Anyone who has come into contact with him is inevitably infected?
Did Suzi wine contain too much private goods in the laboratory?
Gin's brows furrowed, and his cold aura made Miyano Shiho shiver. She shrank in the back seat and dared not say a word.
"Turn the car around and go to Liberty Island," Gin ordered.
A dark light flashed in his eyes, I got you, Mojito!
Vodka immediately responded, "Yes, brother."
Gin took out his phone and sent a message to Alex.
[Immediately go to Liberty Island and arrest Mojito who is inciting the crowd.
——GIN]
On Liberty Island at the mouth of the Hudson River, a cheering crowd looked up at the man wearing a magician's suit and a clown mask below the statue.
They didn't know his name, what he looked like, his age, or his family.
But they knew that this was the guide that would lead them to break free from their shackles.
They respected him, loved him, admired him, and even deified him.
There was a whistle sound.
Dozens of cruise ships carrying anti-terrorist police were approaching, and the crowd inevitably panicked.
Amylin, who followed the crowd, deleted the email on his phone without hesitation and cursed Gin inwardly for being a psycho.
How could Mojito be here!
This is the territory of their Liberal Party. Those heretics who have no faith had better be sensible and not pollute the environment here.
How can you incite the Liberal Party by organizing a group of soulless and dead-like guys?
Do not make jokes.
If they had the ability, he would jump into the Hudson River!!
As if sensing his resistance and slacking behavior, Gin sent another email.
[Don't waste time, this is the boss's order, go find Mojito immediately.
——GIN]
Amilin frowned when he saw the email, and anger instantly rose among the cheering crowd.
"Freedom! We want freedom!"
The people around shouted enthusiastically.
Amilin swung his arms violently, waving his fists vigorously, and yelled with the veins in his neck bulging, "Freedom! I want freedom! Let that old boss, Lao Deng, die!"
Next to him, the bespectacled office worker's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened. He shouted in his hoarse voice, "I want freedom! Make our boss bald!"
"I want freedom! I made my cuckolded brother three centimeters shorter!"
"I want freedom! Let the discipline director lower his shoulders!"
As a result, the neat and serious style of the painting was instantly distorted.
Surrounded by the crowd, Fūya Rei fixed his gaze on Amilin. This kid is very malleable, and his ability to lead people astray is very useful.
As the police surrounded the place, the magician in pure white slowly approached the river with a bunch of pure lilies.
Amilin followed in his footsteps, like a saint beside a god, pious and respectful.
"I have always had a wish." Furuya Rei suddenly spoke. When he spoke, everyone fell silent, looking at him intently and listening carefully.
The pious posture seems to be listening to divine instructions.
The light of faith blooms on their faces.
He said: "I hope to live freely."
"Now, I want everyone to be as free as I am," he prayed.