"Why is it that you always come to see her, and she can't come to see you? Your fiancée has been bedridden? Oh, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

"Almost, but she will recover in more than a month."

"Oh, that's great. I look forward to meeting her, a woman who can capture the heart of my good brother Karen."

"I'm engaged to her."

"Oh, believe me, if she was ugly you would definitely be here shouting that human rights come first and freedom of marriage comes first."

"What are you reading recently?"

"I read a little bit about everything and study hard. I think I have made great progress recently, especially my physical recovery ability."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's okay. I feel like I've become a little transcendent. I'm fearless of suffering. I can even hold back my screams. Can you believe it?"

"It's better to scream. If you don't scream, your father will beat you even harder."

"Well... no wonder he beat me for so long last time, so that's what happened."

It's time for dinner.

Karen walked behind Richard and pushed up the wheelchair and asked: "When the team gathers in two days, will you be able to walk?"

"If my dad doesn't go crazy these two days, I can take my skateboard to participate."

Walking to the door of Richard's bedroom, Karen knocked on the door, and Philomena sat up from the bed.

Karen reminded: "When you eat later, don't talk and eat quietly."

Philomena nodded: "Okay."

The dinner was sumptuous. Mrs. Tang Li got inspiration for new dishes from Karen, and the improved dishes were very exquisite and delicious.

Especially the stewed soup. At Mrs. Tang Li's strong request, Karen drank three bowls. Before she left the table, she felt a warm breath flowing in her lower abdomen.

After finishing the dessert, Karen stood up to say goodbye.

"I didn't drive here, so I won't take you back."

"good."

Philomena turned and left alone.

Karen waited for a while, hailed a taxi, and arrived at the entrance of the Lemar Ceramics Museum.

Since these days are used to clean up favors, don't leave anything behind.

When I opened the door and walked in, I found that it was very lively inside. The original work table was filled with dishes, and two middle-aged couples were sitting there. Brother and sister Lemar and Serena were also sitting inside.

"Karen!" Serena immediately stood up and introduced to everyone, "Dad, aunt, mother, uncle, this is my brother and I's good friend, Mr. Karen."

What followed was an extremely enthusiastic exchange of greetings and greetings. Serena's parents also specifically asked Karen if she was married, and Karen could only respond with the same enthusiasm.

During this period, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at Serena's parents. They seemed to really not know that they were puppets.

Karen also took a few extra glances at the partners Serena's parents found after their divorce. They really didn't know that their significant other was not a living person.

After sitting for a while, Karen said goodbye and left, and Serena took the initiative to see Karen out.

"I'm sorry, Brother Karen, my parents are here today."

"It's okay. It's good to see a family so happy. You can come to the funeral club when you have time. I just came back."

"Okay, Brother Karen, I will, hehe."

…

I took a taxi again, and my destination was the Funeral Service.

"Sir, are you going home?" the taxi driver asked curiously.

"Well, yes, that's the funeral club I opened."

"Oh, really, I mean, I went to the funeral ceremony so late. Oh no, I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean anything else."

"It's okay, normal people do this."

"Is your business profitable?"

"Fortunately, I won't starve to death."

"It must be very profitable, because only those who really make money would say 'I will never starve to death'."

"hehe."

After chatting casually with the driver for a while, Karen closed her eyes and prepared to squint for a while.

Gradually, Karen sensed spots of light appearing in her field of vision. She opened her eyes and looked out the car window. On both sides of the road ahead, a group of people wearing white hats and masks were marching with torches.

"Ha, we met them again." The driver had to slow down, but there was no complaint on his face.

"Have their activities become more frequent recently?" Karen asked.

"Yes, sir, I used to meet with them once a month, but now I can meet them two or three times a week. They have recently changed a new group of leaders, and also changed the name of the group. It is now called: Holy Fire Believers!"

"You know them well?"

"Of course, my son is one of them."

At this time, several people wearing tall hats and masks approached the taxi with torches and began to beat the windows.

The driver immediately rolled down the window.

They brought the torch closer, and Karen found them checking their hair. When they saw their blond hair, they giggled and shouted:

"Purple pigs go to hell!"

The driver honked his horn while leaning out of the car window and shouting: "Purple pigs go to hell!"

From their eyes, Karen saw fanaticism, madness and self-righteous sanctity.

After the taxi finally drove out of the crowd, the driver took out a water glass and drank from it while saying to Karen in a hoarse voice:

"Sir, those purple pigs really deserve to go to hell. I heard that many people die in the sea when they sneak in every year. In this way, they can still bring in so many people every year!

Moreover, each of them stranded in Wein is more fertile than a pig!

I swear, when I was a kid, I didn't see so many purple-haired things on the street.

They took away our jobs, our housing, our food, and our air. They are just a bunch of pigs who deserve to be thrown into the slaughterhouse!

What do you think, sir?"

"What I know is that the hometowns of many of them were turned into colonies by the Venn Empire."

"That's right. They are so ignorant and barbaric. Our empire brought civilization to them!"

"Then what's wrong with them coming to Wien now to experience civilization directly and up close?"

"No, that's not right, they are just low-class people. They shouldn't set foot in such a clean land as Wein, they will pollute it!"

"In addition to illegal immigrants, there are also many people who have obtained Wien citizenship through formal channels and legal procedures."

"They are all pigs, the same pigs. I feel sick when I see them. Those who come in legally disgust me even more, because they want more, but are they worthy? They should stay in pigs with their fellow pigs.

Eat shit in the circle!”

Karen was too lazy to reply.

However, after driving through another block, fire appeared again. In the center of the road, there were three fires, and a larger group of believers in the Holy Fire were dancing and singing around these three fires.

"Sir, we have to take a detour," the driver said.

"OK."

After the detour, the closer we get to Lanqiao Community, the more Holy Fire believers there are on the street, and a sense of heat and uneasiness gradually fills the air.

After entering the Lanqiao community, Karen found that more and more Holy Fire believers were gathering here.

There are many factories near Lanqiao Community, and many migrant workers live there. Here, shantytowns are almost its special scenery. Therefore, there are more purple-haired illegal immigrants here, because they can find jobs in Wein.

There are not many places, most of them are this kind of sweat labor factories.

At the beginning, Judge Qiheshu recruited young illegal immigrant girls into his sacrificial place through the textile factory run by Little John's father.

"Why do I feel like something big is going to happen tonight?" The driver's voice was trembling, not nervous, but excited.

Finally, the driver stopped the car at the entrance of the funeral home.

"Twenty-eight reals in total, sir."

Karen handed over 30 real.

"Thank you, sir."

"give change."

"Forehead……"

Holding the two coins found by the driver, Karen got out of the car.

On the roadside, there is also a group of Holy Fire believers marching holding torches.
To be continued...