In the square, Shisan was sitting next to the cross. His body was covered with blood spattered by himself. Most of it had condensed into lumps, and only a small part became more and more viscous under the sunlight. 11 days
Come, this is the first time that Thirteen has been put down to rest on the ground, just because his elbow has been severely dislocated. After diagnosis, the angel doctor confirmed that if he continues to hang his arms, he will be completely torn from his body.
Thirteen's invincible Taotie physical recovery ability was overwhelmed and almost collapsed during this eleven-day torture. The amount of nutrient solution needed to be used under the whip was getting bigger and bigger, and the time and number of pauses required were also getting bigger and bigger.
The more. It’s not just the Thirteen Rogues pretending to be cowardly, all status is monitored by angels.
However, in the past eleven days, Thirteen has not asked for mercy once. Although this guy killed Nislok and some angel guards, forgiveness is the characteristic of heaven. Michaelia also told the guards that as long as
He compromised and had to notify Michael immediately, but Thirteen held on for 11 days and refused to admit defeat until he was almost torn to pieces.
No one or God understood why he was so stubborn. Including those who whipped him, they also didn’t understand where the sinner’s belief came from to make him so stubborn... But he still faced every whipping with steady breathing and a steady expression.
his citizens.
Even though he was sitting on the ground and a bottle of mineral water was placed in front of him, he couldn't even raise his hand to get it. The angel did it on purpose. It was a humiliating and boring trick to tease the prisoner.
The person who was whipping him was getting impatient. A tall, muscular man was wiping the essence of oil on his leather whip. This guy was affectionately called a whipping maniac by the angels. He had been whipping him every day for the past 11 days.
Come, he would even queue up twice when there were few people. He used to be a full-time executioner in a gay club. His strong muscles were the favorite of gays. Flogging was his job, because Angel
With their arrival, he had to lose his job and stay at home. He was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent. He just had an opportunity to smoke someone for free, so how could he miss it?
His technique was very professional, and he could inflict 100% pain on Thirteen every time. He even deliberately hit the egg a few times, and once he directly used the thorns on the whip to tear out Thirteen's throat, almost killing him.
Little life.
It is said that thirteen is a miracle. No matter how many fatal injuries he suffers, he can recover. It is just like Prometheus in Greek mythology. The hero who stole fire from humans was punished by the gods. Every day, an eagle will appear.
Eat his liver, and he will grow a new one the next day, experiencing endless pain over and over again.
"Drink quickly, my Prometheus. Today I am going to slap your eyeballs. The specially brought Chinese specialty Fengyoujing will definitely make you miss the taste of home." The whipping maniac smiled and licked it.
With a whip, he immediately remembered what he had just done and kept spitting to the side.
"The white-skinned guy's IQ is really flawed..." Thirteen couldn't understand what the whipping maniac was talking about, but this imbecile's performance successfully made Thirteen laugh.
He tried to lean forward and tried to drink water directly with his mouth, but he was unable to maintain the balance of his body. He fell heavily to the ground, knocking over the natural weak alkaline mineral water and the gurgling spring water.
When it splashed on his face, Thirteen smiled unconsciously, laughing at the fact that he, who had overestimated his own abilities and planned to save the world, ended up in this situation today.
However, while he was laughing, someone was crying... A little girl passed through the queue, past the whipping maniac, and stood in front of Thirteen.
In her hand she held a Bible, which was a relic left to her by her father and father two when they were taken away. In the other hand, she held a teddy bear given to her by Thirteen... Yes, this
The little girl with golden curly hair was the little girl Shisan had seen in the sewer.
"Why...are you here?" Thirteen said nervously, "Get out of here quickly, this is not the place for children."
"Uncle, you are a good person. They shouldn't treat you like this." The little girl choked. It turned out that she could speak Chinese because one of her fathers was Chinese. However, at only 5 years old, she still couldn't understand everything in front of her.
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"You leave quickly, uncle is just playing games with them." Thirteen struggled to stand up, but as soon as his hands touched the ground, he fell back into a pool of blood in pain.
"Uncle, have a drink of water." The little girl ran to Shisan, knelt in front of him, held Shisan's head in her hands, and opened a bottle of mineral water that she brought with her.
"Hey..." An angel guard wanted to step forward to stop him, because according to Rule 13, he was strictly prohibited from taking any outside food, but he was stopped by his companions.
"Forget it, let him drink some water." The angel guard who had been guarding him for thirteen-one days also relented.
"Uncle, drink slowly." The little girl carefully poured the water bottle into Thirteen's mouth. Except for taking a sip when passing the security check, the little girl was not willing to drink the mineral water prepared by the uncle at all, nor was she willing to drink a drop of it.
I hope Thirteen will get better quickly.
"Hey, little sister, after feeding your uncle, hurry up and leave. The game between me and him hasn't started yet." The whipping maniac held the whip in his hand and tried his best to make what he thought was the most kind smile, but how could he look at it?
All like devils.
"No! I want to protect uncle!" After feeding Thirteen and drinking water, the little Lolita, whose feet were already stained with blood, had no intention of leaving. She stood in front of Thirteen and opened her arms to block her.
There was a whipping maniac, and behind him hundreds of citizens lined up waiting to be whipped.
"Hey, are you making trouble? We are all God's people. Your uncle hurt an angel and became an enemy of God. God was merciful and did not let him die. Instead, he used whipping to save his soul." Flagellation Maniac.
Explaining.
"No! God is supposed to protect all people. He is the omniscient and omnipotent Holy Father, and angels are supposed to be messengers of love! But look what they have done?! My dads were taken away! My friends must not
We did not leave home and hid in places where no one could find us. We were hungry and only afraid of hearing God’s praises.
We close our eyes because we are afraid to look at angels with wings...
This is definitely not heaven, this is not the heaven that dads say! You who hurt your uncle are definitely not God's people. You are just a group of cowards who are afraid of being killed by angels, and you don't even dare to admit the fear of these angels in your hearts.
You praise them, even if they kill your relatives, you hide and cry where angels cannot see, for fear of letting them know your hatred!"
I have to admit that the two fathers of little Lolita have very high education levels. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the 5-year-old little Lolita to speak so many professional words that even Thirteen can’t understand, nor can she speak hundreds of words in a queue.
The adult's face turned red.
Some people who originally wanted to beat Thirteen quietly walked towards the exit. Although this would leave a bad impression on the angels, and they would probably have their water meters checked periodically in the future, but only at this moment, Ming Ming choked up in front of that little loli.
They have no face to stay here.
The scene was getting a little out of control, and the angel guards began to step forward. They knew very well that humans were dogs, but they didn't want to be reminded of their identities.
But the one who was angrier than the angel was the whipping demon. He grabbed the little Loli by the neck and lifted her in front of him.
"Little girl, why are you scolding adults here? You look like a baby enjoying your childhood in a greenhouse. Do you know what the world of adults is? In order to live, we work hard every day, whether it is government rule or angels
Rule, our lives are not easy. I don’t mind being a dog for angels and singing hymns for them. At least now I can eat ham that has not expired and is not a discarded product that is about to expire." The whipping maniac is instilling in the little Lolita.
own your own philosophy of life.
"I'm not afraid of you! You're just a little bigger than me!" The little Loli struggled fiercely in mid-air.
"Of course you don't have to be afraid of me. What you should be afraid of are the angels who will spank you later. Obviously the uncle you are protecting has offended them." While the whipping maniac was enjoying the pleasure of bullying the weak, a dark figure appeared.
Behind the little loli, she looked like a devil crawling out of hell.
"Close your eyes, it's uncle's game time next." Thirteen whispered in the little Loli's ear, and the little Loli closed her eyes obediently.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, passing by the corners of his smiling mouth.
She was a gift from a true angel. It was Lin Xi who discovered her wandering outside the square, and Doubi recognized her as an acquaintance of Shisan. So Lin Xi gave her the job of "delivering water", which was actually a fake job.
It must be the saliva concentrate Lin Xi specially prepared for Thirteen.
This is Thirteen's best dessert, even hundreds of times more effective than the nutrient solution prepared by the angels.
However, after swallowing this special drink, Thirteen still needs time to digest and recover, and needs to take himself away from the sight of the angels for a while.
However, Lin Xi couldn't teach the five-year-old Lolita how to cover for Thirteen. It was too dangerous, so she never taught her this.
Everything the little Loli does comes from her own emotions. She may not know how to express them, but her feelings for her uncle are absolutely true.
It was through all these steps, one after another, that Thirteen recovered his tortured body under the eyes of the angel, and filled every drop of his blood and every cell with the desire for this artificial
The wrath of heaven.
He only had 2 seconds of neutrality, and the two closest angel guards had already drawn their swords from their waists and rushed forward.