Manoro has a deep hatred for the slums. This anger is like a flame that burns his heart all the time. The will to revenge has firmly taken root in his mind. This is hatred that cannot be washed away for a thousand years or ten thousand years. This is a heroic soul that can only be soothed by blood.●⌒,

Since the moment he stood on this land again, he never smiled again. The happy and happy Manoro in the past was dead, and only the man's body and the never-extinguished will to revenge. He used a dagger to engrave the oath on his body, the oath of revenge.

Since the collapse of the world economic system, unprecedented riots have swept the city, and deeper darkness has enveloped everyone's heads and covered the sky. An incompetent and corrupt government, an aberrant society where crimes and even policemen and soldiers are involved.

Manoro has a deep hatred for this, although he was once one of them, a policeman, who was timid in his actual work, collecting black money from local criminal gangs and providing convenience for them. Only when he returns home can he get the little bit of precious things from his family, which is regarded as the warmth of life by Manoro.

Family is the best word in his life, and his daughter is an angel who is more precious than life.

Whenever he came home, he heard his daughter's tender call and hugged her small, soft body. Manoro put a little gift that his daughter liked in front of her. Listening to her happy laughter was enough to wash away the fatigue of the day, the depression of being insulted by her boss, and the uneasiness against her conscience. In such laughter, it seemed so insignificant.

At that time, unlike other colleagues of his colleagues, who would waste their time and a little salary on bars and women after work, and they were drunk and depressed, and were very decadent. Manoro looked forward to going home every day. When he returned to his wife and daughter, even if he was excluded by his colleagues and ridiculed by his superiors, he felt that every breath of air he breathed was happy.

Whenever I recall these, Manoro's empty heart was as painful as the fire was roasted, and his soul seemed to be tormented in a oil pan. Every moment of happiness in the past is the deepest pain for him now. He is obsessed with this happiness and is willing to endure this heart-wrenching pain!

Because only in this way can he feel a little bit of existence in his empty heart.

Only in the depths of the soul can we maintain a little warmth and then a deeper pain.

He tortured himself repeatedly like he was taking poison, completely ignoring the torture that erased his happiness and tortured his soul. The more painful his heart hurts, the more tenacity he becomes. This kind of tenacity makes him invincible.

It is precisely because of the comfort of his family that Manoro still maintains his conscience than his colleagues. What a dangerous sin to maintain a little conscience in a sinful and rotten world!

Because, if you are insoluble in the dark, then it will swallow you!

Soon, during a routine patrol, Manoro discovered a group of childish prostitutes. These were obviously forced girls, which brought an unimaginable impact to Manoro. He took the cash from the snake head stuffed in the past, which was very generous. It was 500 US dollars, which was his half-year salary. He also knew what a terrible threat was behind these sins.

On the way back, Manoro could not forget these girls of the same age as their daughter, with deep expectant eyes, and despairy eyes when they saw him take the cash, he turned the front of the car and returned there and killed the snake head that was trading.

The hero became a sinner. When Manoro was disgraced and fled from prison, he could only hold his daughter's undesirable body and cry!

That day, he integrated hatred into his bones and blood, and he swore with his entire soul to pull all the murderers into hell together!

Manoro kissed the cross on his neck. He was a Catholic. He prayed that his wife and daughter could rest in heaven, but he himself was willing to step into hell.

"Noah, Ella! The time for revenge is here! This time, we will not drag our enemies to hell, but to drag all this, what threatens you, and what harms you, all this injustice and darkness into hell, and let the blood of these people sprinkle all of St. Paul."

"This sin that is inverted by black and white, this hell in this world, the deep sin comes from everything here, the hypocritical officials, the corrupt government, the foolish people, and the once numb me! They will all turn into ashes in the flames, and I will make those black gang members and drug dealers pay the price of blood, and the blood debt will be paid with blood!"

Manoro pulled off the cross on his neck and hung the medal of the sickle hammer on his chest. Behind him were the apocalypse tanks waiting for battle. The party flag was flying high on their heads. Manoro climbed up the electromagnetic motorized exoskeleton armor beside him, and St. Paul was right in front of him, but they were still waiting for a signal, a signal to launch an attack.

All the radio stations and audio stations in the entire city of St. Paul suddenly fell into silence.

Just as people were looking at the sky, alleys, and radio in confusion, a prelude of Peng Bai suddenly rang.

"Assisted to the hungry and cold slaves! Awakening the whole world and suffering! The blood is full of passion, and we must fight for the truth! The old world is so fierce that it is so turbulent. Slaves, get up! Don't say that we have nothing, we must be the masters of the world. This is the final struggle. To unite until tomorrow, Intnell must realize it!..."

"What can you sacrifice for these?" As if a voice asked again.

"Everything about me!" Manoro replied.

The Kirov airship in the sky was already in place, and the terrifying robot fell from the sky like dumplings. In this city, an absolutely powerful war process began. The weak government resistance army, with only one impact from the Soviet army, was destroyed in the artillery fire.

The local guerrillas drove their mechas and rushed into the slums. The local black forces were as powerless as chickens in front of the army. The gunmen they kept did not even splash out when facing electromagnetic weapons and Gauss rifles.

No matter how crimes are concerned, no human rights are concerned, every injection of confession is taken to the captured black and white gang members, regardless of their rolling eyes, and their burning brains, a large number of confession names are given, and then more people are dragged out of their homes by cloned troops.

Whether he is a child or an old man, whether he is poor or rich, all those clearly recorded in the confession were tied up and tried to incite the slums to resist, were soon suppressed even more bloodyly, cruelty and ruthlessness, coldness and violence, which shocked the entire slums.

From Rio de Janeiro to Sao Paulo, from Colombia to Mexico, the United States, the Soviet Union, the European Union, the Commonwealth, China, all major powers have implemented an absolutely iron-fisted suppression of surrounding areas suspected of criminal and evil forces, suspected of crime and poverty. Chen Ang's plan officially began the purge of human civilization before the sailing of human civilization.

With the help of Skynet, batches of people were quickly distinguished, and then their crimes were read out in an assembly line. Outside the city, a huge pit was dug out, and a hundred prisoners were gathered, and they would be taken here, pointing their pistols at the back of their heads, and performing a gun.

Before they could bury their bodies, the next group of people came. Just so happened to get together to bury them together!

Manoro did not have to be distracted to distinguish his enemies, because the entire Sao Paulo, and even the entire world, had become a huge execution ground, the Soviets of the Communist vanguard, in South America, in Asia, in the South Asian subcontinent, in Eastern Europe, in the Middle East, in Africa, in drug traffickers, to human traffickers, to chiefs, to all organized criminal groups.

Implement militarization and extinction.

The poppy and corn fields were burned, and the evil organizations and even the soil they survived were eradicated. The tentacles of the Great Cleansing went deep into all aspects, and in the most remote places, even Skynet participated in the cleaning work.

In African tribes, Terminator robots eliminated the chief's private guard, AK and bazooka were no better than spears in front of precision small nuclear weapons. The hot space-based weapons even made the chief's residence evaporate.

After the economic collapse, the order gradually lost control was pulled back by a very strange way.

Iron-fisted governments, powerful grassroots organizations, clones and robots are managed. At this moment, during the Soviet Union's fanatical revolutionary operation, the red flag is spread all over the world. The Soviet model was promoted in more than 70% of the poor countries around the world. People with deep hatred of the old era formed the Communist Party of various countries under the organization of the Soviet Union to carry out orderly work.

This time, the Soviets not only had to arrange their own economic plans, but half of the burden of global economic recovery was pressed on its shoulders. The whole world was pinched together by the Soviet Union in an extremely rough way. The United States did not stop this process for some consideration.

This time, global hegemony was finally established, and the winner of this competition will be destined to have absolute influence worldwide.

In the biochemical laboratory of Raccoon City, the chimpanzee Caesar smartly avoids the camera, and its eyes reveal the spirit that only humans have. Not far away, the blue potion is sealed in the plasticized water vessel. Only by entering the correct password can it be opened. In Caesar's ear, the wire it secretly left behind during the experiment was taken out.

It used its iron wire to turn it in the lock that locked its cage for a few times, and only a slight crack was heard, drowned in Caesar's thick flesh claws. Caesar easily removed the lock head and came from the blind spot of the surveillance to the underworld.

It carefully touched the bottle of the potion, and suddenly saw a figure standing behind it from the reflection of the bottle. Caesar quickly retracted his hand, jumping up and down like a real orangutan, making various forms of animals.

The Asian man sat quietly aside and looked at Caesar.

A very familiar voice made Caesar stunned, "Meet again! Caesar!"

Chen Ang sat in front of Caesar, smiling, but made the little gorilla feel as if it was facing a great enemy. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!