Fantasy World Transmigration

Manolo has a deep hatred for the slums. This kind of anger is like a flame burning his heart all the time. The will of revenge has firmly taken root in his mind. , the hatred that cannot be washed away in 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 has never smiled again. The happy and happy Manolo in the past is dead, and what survives is only the body of that man, and the eternal The will to revenge. With a dagger, he carved an oath on his body, an oath of revenge.

Since the collapse of the world economic system, unprecedented turmoil has swept across the city, and a deeper darkness has shrouded everyone here, covering the sky. An incompetent government, officials who are conniving with evil, and even a deformed society where the police and soldiers participate.

Manolo has deep hatred for this, even though he used to be one of them, a policeman. From the family, get that little, precious warmth that Manolo regards as life.

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

Whenever he returns home, he hears his daughter's delicate call and embraces her small, soft body. Manolo puts some of his daughter's favorite gifts in front of her, and listens to her joyful laughter. It is enough to wash away the exhaustion of the day, the depression of being insulted by the boss, and the uneasiness of violating conscience, in such laughter, it seems so insignificant.

At that time, unlike his other colleagues, he wasted time and a little salary on bars and women after work, drunk and decadent. Manolo looks forward to returning home every day. Back to my wife and daughter, even though I was squeezed out by my colleagues and ridiculed by my boss because of this, I still feel that every breath I breathe is happiness.

Whenever I recall these. Manolo's empty heart is as painful as a fire, and his soul seems to be tormented in a frying pan. Every moment of past happiness is for him now. It is the deepest pain. He is obsessed with this kind of happiness, and is willing to bear this kind of heart-piercing pain!

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

In order to maintain a little warmth in the depths of the soul, and then a deeper pain.

He tortured himself repeatedly like taking drugs, completely ignoring the torture that obliterated his happiness and tortured his soul. The more his heart hurts, the tougher he is, this toughness. Make him invincible.

It is precisely because of the comfort of his family that Manolo still maintains a conscience compared to his colleagues. In a sinful and rotten world, it is a dangerous sin to maintain a little conscience!

because,

If you don't dissolve in darkness, then it will consume you!

Soon, during a routine inspection, Manolo discovered a group of juvenile prostitutes. These apparently forced girls brought unimaginable shocks to Manolo, and he took the cash that the smugglers stuffed, which was very rich. There are five hundred dollars, which is his half-year salary, and he also knows what a terrible threat lies behind these crimes.

On the way back, Manolo couldn't forget. These girls, who were younger than his daughter, had eyes of deep anticipation, and eyes of despair when he saw him take the cash. He turned the car around and went back there to shoot and kill the smugglers who were trading.

A hero turned into a sinner. When Manolo was ruined and escaped from prison and returned home, he could only hold his daughter's ravaged corpse and cry bitterly!

On that day, he melted his hatred into his flesh and blood, and swore with his whole soul that he would drag all murderers into hell together!

Manolo kissed the cross on his neck. He is a Catholic. He prayed for his wife and daughter to rest in heaven, but he himself is willing to step into hell.

"Noah, Ayla! The time for revenge has come! This time, instead of dragging our enemies to hell, we will drag all of this, those who threaten you, those who harm you, all these injustices and darkness into hell together. Let the blood of these people be spilled all over Sao Paulo."

"This crime of confounding black and white, this hell on earth, the deep evil comes from everything here, the dignified officials, the government, the ignorant people, and me who was once numb! All will be reduced to ashes in the fire, I will make those gangsters and drug dealers pay the price in blood, and the blood debt will be repaid with blood!"

Manolo tore off the cross around his neck and hung the medal of sickle and hammer on his chest. Behind him were the Apocalypse tanks waiting in full battle. Above their heads, the party flag on the Kirov airship was flying high. Manolo climbed onto the electromagnetic mobile exoskeleton armor beside him. Sao Paulo was in sight, but they were still waiting for a signal, a signal to attack.

The entire city of Sao Paulo, all the radio stations, and the speakers suddenly fell silent.

Just as people looked at the sky, the alley, and the radio in doubt, a prelude to Peng Bai suddenly sounded.

"Arise, hungry and cold slaves! Arise, suffering people all over the world! The blood is boiling, fight for the truth! The old world is beaten to pieces, slaves, arise! Arise! Don't say we have nothing, we want to be the masters of the world .This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow, Internel must achieve it!..."

"What can you sacrifice for these?" A voice seemed to ask again.

"My everything!" Manolo replied.

The Kirov airship was already in place in the sky, and the terrorist robots fell from the sky like dumplings. In this city, an absolutely powerful war process began. The weak government resistance army only used a shock from the Soviet army , was wiped out in the artillery fire.

The local guerrillas rushed into the slums with mechas. The local black forces were as powerless as chickens in front of the army. The gunmen they raised did not even make a splash in the face of electromagnetic weapons and Gauss rifles.

Don't ask about crimes, don't talk about human rights, the confession agent is shot on the captured gangsters one by one, regardless of their rolled eyes, their brains that are about to burn, a large number of names of people who confessed, and then, more Many people were dragged out of their homes by the clone army.

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 those who tried to encourage the slums to rebel were quickly suppressed even more bloodily, cruelly and ruthlessly, The cruelty and violence shocked the entire slum.

From Rio de Janeiro to Sao Paulo, from Colombia to Mexico, the United States, the Soviet Union, the European Union, the Commonwealth of Nations, China, and all major countries have implemented absolute iron-handed suppression and cleansing of the surrounding suspected black and evil forces, suspected crimes and poverty, According to Chen Ang's plan, the cleansing of human civilization before setting sail has officially begun.

Groups of people, with the help of Skynet, were quickly identified, and then their crimes were read out like an assembly line. Outside the city, a huge pit was dug out, and a hundred prisoners were gathered together. They would be brought here, shot with a pistol to the back of the head.

Before they had time to bury their bodies, the next group of people came, just in time, let's get together and bury them together!

Manolo no longer needs to be distracted to identify his enemies, because the whole of Sao Paulo, and even the whole world, has become a huge execution ground. The communist pioneer Soviets are in South America, Asia, the South Asian subcontinent, Eastern Europe, and the Middle East. In Africa, for drug traffickers, human traffickers, chiefs, and all organized criminal groups.

Carry out militarized extermination.

Poppy fields were burned, criminal organizations, and even the soil on which they lived, were eradicated. The tentacles of the Great Cleansing penetrated into various places. In the most remote places, even Skynet participated in this cleanup.

In African tribes, Terminator robots wiped out the chief's personal guards. AKs and bazookas are not much stronger than spears in the face of sophisticated small nuclear weapons. Blazing space-based weapons even evaporate the entire chief's official residence.

After the economic collapse, the gradually out-of-control order was brought back by a very strange way.

An iron-fisted government, a powerful grassroots organization, and management by clones and robots. At this moment, in the fanatical Soviet revolutionary action, red flags are planted all over the world. The Soviet model is promoted in more than 70% of the poor countries in the world. People who have a deep hatred for the old era, under the organization of the Soviet Union, form countries to carry out orderly work.

This time the Soviet not only had to arrange its own economic plan, half of the burden of global economic recovery rested on its shoulders. The entire world was brought together by the Soviet Union in a brutal way, and the United States did not stop this process out of certain considerations.

This time, global hegemony has finally been established, and the winner in this competition will be destined to have absolute influence in the world.

In the biochemical laboratory in Raccoon City, the chimpanzee Kaiser cleverly avoids the camera, his eyes reveal the expression only human beings have, and not far away, the blue potion is sealed in the plasticizing water container, only if the input is correct Only the password can be opened, Caesar took out the iron wire that it secretly left during the experiment in Caesar's ear.

It used its wire to lock its cage in the lock, turned it a few times, only heard a light click, and was submerged in Caesar's thick meat claws. Caesar easily removed the lock, and from the dead corner of the monitoring, Came under the potion.

It carefully touched the medicine bottle, and suddenly saw a figure standing behind it from the reflection of the bottle. Caesar quickly withdrew his hand, jumping up and down like a real orangutan, taking various animal shapes.

The Asian man sat quietly aside, looking at Caesar.

A very familiar voice made Caesar stunned, "We meet again! Caesar!"

Chen Ang sat in front of Caesar, smiling, but made the little orangutan feel like an enemy. (To be continued.)

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