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When we look back at history now, we always have some illusions, thinking that some things are bound to happen. However, when you go into the details, you will find that at many key nodes in history, some unimaginable plots will always happen, which makes us

This logical trajectory was hindered from coming true, and the incredible development became history. Whether the facts we are seeing now are real facts or modified facts, no one can say except "

"God". Cheng Yongze "The Origin of Humankind"

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The madness of the clown Sith made everyone in the two trains unable to help but stand up. Even those who had good self-control and were relatively calm looked at the two people in the center with disbelief.

He actually replaced himself. Regardless of whether the Clown Sith's move was true or not, it was an opportunity worth trying. After all, everyone knew that whether the Clown Sith was trustworthy or not was a matter of mood.

Doing the most impossible things at the possible time has always been the Clown Sith's style.

Therefore it is difficult for people to judge what the final result will be.

But, it’s worth a try, isn’t it?

What's more important than staying alive?

So someone spoke first. A Tianzhu man with fair skin and a very high caste was raising bets for the clown. He stood up and said loudly in a Tianzhu accent with a slight curry flavor: "Hey! If you can beat the clown,

I am willing to give you 100 million US dollars. I am Gavin Bharti Mittal, the youngest son of Sunil Bharti Mittal, the largest telecommunications service provider in India. I will never break my promise!"

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at the Tianzhu man without saying anything.

The clown Sith also glanced at the Tianzhu man and laughed strangely again, "Look, am I right? Things like morality are just clichés on paper. I just need to poke them lightly and they will be broken.

!" He waved his hands, then put them down again, patting them on the seams of his trousers, "What morals! What rules! They are all cages made of paper, and most people are firmly trapped in them since they were born.

Like those cattle with delicious meat, in order for them to provide the best beef to humans, they have been kept in small cages since birth."

The clown Sith hunched over, pinched his fingers, and said angrily to Cheng Mo: "It will never leave the cage again in its life, it will never have the opportunity to play with other calves, and it will even be deprived of the opportunity to walk; this

Everything is to prevent its muscles from becoming hardened due to exercise. The softer the muscles, the more tender and juicy the steak will be. So, the calf has the first opportunity to walk, stretch its muscles, and meet other calves.

On the way to the slaughterhouse. In terms of evolution, cows are probably the most successful animals that have ever lived. But at the same time, they are also the most miserable animals on earth."

"Silent, do you know? The animal populations that exist in the world today are all those that are obedient to humans. Those who are not obedient will either be locked in a cage or extinct! Those obedient populations must not only be obedient, but also be extinct.

You have to grow according to human preferences. If you don't grow enough to please humans, you will be extinct! This is also true in the evolution of human beings. You can adapt to society. You will survive. If you can't, you will be eliminated.

As for who decides whether you adapt to society or not, it is these sanctimonious hypocrites sitting around you now. There are more than 7 billion people in the world, and they all exist to support them. The vast majority of ordinary people are just manufactured parts.

, without thoughts, unable to think, they are just those imprisoned calves. Ordinary people think that laws and morals exist to protect them, but they don’t know that those things are only to protect the interests of the rulers. The truth of this world is that the law of the jungle is still the law of the jungle.

The strong is still respected and the winner is king."

"Now, you will have the opportunity to become a real strong man, not an animal in captivity. Come! Join the greatest liberation cause of mankind! Let us break this shackles together! Come! Come! Come! Kill them all

The person opposite you, defeat me! You will have countless money and despise all violence." The clown Sith shouted in a trembling voice.

The voice of raising money sounded again all around, "If you can defeat this devil, I am also willing to give you 100 million US dollars. My name is Mohammed Wadri, and I am the third richest man in Saudi Arabia." Another man wearing a headscarf stood up

He stood up and said loudly to Cheng Mo.

Then someone stood up and reported his name and added money, "I'll add 100 million here."

"Add 100 million"

Compared to buying lives from clown Sith, $100 million is not too cheap. As for those innocent people?

Who cares?

In an instant, the accumulated US$3.7 billion was enough to make Mo Mo a big figure on the Forbes rich list.

"Hey! Don't hesitate, defeat him. Those here are the most elite people in the world. You saved our lives, and you can get more than just money. Our contribution to this world is much greater than those insignificant people.

Without them, there will be no impact on the world, but without us, countless industries will fall into chaos, countless people will be unemployed, and countless charities will have no financial resources to help those poor women and children. Do we still need to consider how to choose at this time?

"A white man stood up and shouted at Cheng Mo.

One sentence after another, echoing voices began to buzz in Cheng Mo's ears, like Tang Monk reciting a mantra.

Cheng Mo remained expressionless. He stretched out his hand and ate another chess piece of Clown Sith, which represented Ivan.

The clown Sith laughed. He knew that this man also had something to do with Cheng Mo. He waved his hand, and Ivan slid down from the chair, began to roll, and began to wail in pain.

Nicholas next to Ivan had a pale face. He knelt on the floor, holding Ivan in the cold Siberian wind and sunshine, and asked loudly: "Ivan, Ivan"

Ivan didn't answer, his nostrils, ears, and mouth were bleeding. Nicholas knelt and crawled to Cheng Mo's legs. The 18-meter tall man kissed Cheng Mo's shoes. He cried bitterly and said: "Cheng, don't

Like this, don’t be like this, save him, don’t let him die, can you change the son back? Please!”

Cheng Mo said softly, "Nicholas, Christians are not perfect. God never requires us to be magnanimous, nor does he require us to be holy. Every one of us has sins when we are alive. This sin cannot be corrected until death. We can only ask for forgiveness."

God uses the cross to forgive. The gospel of the cross breaks the human ethical order, just like God asked Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. This is a test of 'faith'. Can you understand it? The reason why we are not free is because

Our goals are not long-term enough. Each of us wants to be a perfect person. Even if we can't do it, we have to pretend to work hard to do it. Even if we can't do it ourselves, we will ask others to do it. But in this world,

Where can there be a perfect person except God? What’s more, God cannot save everyone.”

"Sorry, Nicholas, I'm just an ordinary person. I can't save everyone. I can only choose the ones I think are important."

Cheng Mo allowed Nicholas' tears to wet his pants, and he thought to himself: "Each of us is our own shackles, and each of us is our own freedom of the grave. It is not something that the weak can obtain."

Hearing Cheng Mo's words, Nicholas cried even more sadly.

Clown Sith shook his head and said to Cheng Mo: "I would like to kindly remind you that your friend who is lying on the ground is poisoned by arsenic. He will have violent convulsions, convulsions, vomiting and incontinence of urine and feces. In addition,

The painful process of losing vision will last about four hours. I think it would be more pleasant if you give him a shot!"

Cheng Mo was silent for a moment and said to Nicholas: "Kill him, it will be better for him. Nicholas, sometimes killing people is also to save people. If we can't pass the ethical level, we will never be able to appreciate God's sacrifice for him."

How great is Jesus, the only begotten Son?”

Nicholas cried and crawled to Ivan, who was still rolling on the ground. He held the gun and pointed it at Ivan's temple, unable to take action.

No one cared about the life or death of the two gangsters. Those who knew Russian began to cheer, and then everyone raised their hands, clapped and played their crowns to celebrate. They thought Cheng Mo had chosen them. They thought Cheng Mo would defeat the Clown Sith. They thought they

can be saved.

As Nicholas' gunshot sounded, Cheng Mo once again moved his chess to death and fell into a forced draw.

The people around were a little dumbfounded, but they comforted themselves that maybe Cheng Mo just wanted to consume more of the clown Sith's vitality. The situation on the scene became intense, the battle became more and more complicated, and both sides spent a lot of time.

There were also imprecise moves.

In order to keep Xie Minyun's queen, Cheng Mo missed several opportunities to turn it into an advantage. This made people around him regretful and angry, so some people started to yell and curse.

"Are you crazy? Are you a fool? Do you think the clown Sith will let you go if there is a draw? Just dream!!!"

"If this continues, you will let everyone in the car accompany you to your funeral!"

"We will continue to give you more money. You can choose whoever you like among the female celebrities around the world! I promise to send her to your bed. For such a girl, you will kill all of us? Don't be so irrational.

!There are more than a hundred of us here! Everyone has a family and children!”

"Your name is Cheng, right? I have a very good relationship with your senior Chinese officials! Believe me, what you did is wrong. Your draw will only kill us all. You can't save her. You are a smart man.

, you must think rationally, you can only save the largest group of people by defeating the clown, this is not a difficult question to choose!"

"Yes! You are still so pretentious at this time! What's more, your blonde girl is already stupid! What's the point of saving her for a few minutes?"

The noise on the field became louder and louder, and hundreds of people began to surround Cheng Mo and loudly persuade him to give up the draw and directly checkmate the clown Sith. They wished they could replace Cheng Mo on the field.

Faced with this situation, Clown Sith became more and more excited. His body kept shaking in the wind, as if he was on the edge of climax.

Cheng Mo's face was stern, and he was unmoved by all the temptations and persuasion around him. When there were fewer and fewer chess pieces on the chessboard, Cheng Mo seized the opportunity to turn the battle into a rear-elephant-pawn endgame.

The situation has reached a balance and is about to enter the endgame of the queen-elephant pawn. But at this moment, Cheng Mo will face his most difficult decision yet. He must eat the chess piece representing Mrs. Evans. He must cruelly take away little Luoli Reibei.

Card's parents

Cheng Mo picked up the chess piece in his hand and put it down again. He lowered his head and said to the clown Sis: "I want to say a few words to Mrs. Evans."

"Of course, I'm not so unreasonable," the clown Sith said with a chuckle.

Cheng Mo turned around and walked towards Mrs. Evans. Her spirit had already collapsed. She was holding her husband's body with one hand and holding little Luoli with the other while murmuring something. Cheng Mo looked at Mrs. Evans and Mrs. Evans.

Rebecca, who had countless tears on her cheeks, didn't speak for a long time.

Not far away came the pleasant nursery rhyme of the clown Sith: "littleabinintheood, (little cabin in the forest)"

littlemanbytheindosood,(the thin man stood by the window)

littlerabbithoppingby,(little rabbit hops over)

knocking at the door.

"Helpme! helpme, sir!" he said, (before the farmer hit me on the head.)

"forethefarmerbopsmyhead." ("Help me! Help me, sir!")

"Eonin," the little manried, ("Come in," the little man cried,)

"armupbythefire."("Warm yourself by the fire.")

Cheng Mo said calmly: "Leave Rebecca to me, I will let her live."

After hearing this, Mrs. Evans, who had a withered face, regained some sparkle in her eyes. This time she turned to look at Cheng Mo and said feebly: "Really? Will you really protect her?"

"I will." There was no smile on Cheng Mo's face, only as cold as ice.
To be continued...