Endless Debt

Gini ran over in horror and threw herself on Kedening. She stretched out her hands in panic, trying to block the bleeding wounds, but they still couldn't stop overflowing, mixing with the rainwater from between her fingers, and flowing to the In the deep darkness.

"No, Kadening, no..."

She called out Kedening's name desperately.

It was like a nightmare. Gini fell asleep from exhaustion. She remembered that she was waiting for the bus with Kedening. They would go to a new city and start a new life.

But the next second, when Gini woke up, everything entered the chasm of hell. Kedening fell to the ground dying, and the evil-looking man held up the blade, preparing to impose the final judgment on him.

"Actually, you already know what's going on, right?" Boluogo walked to the woman's side. "You know very well what happened, but you just don't want to believe it and pretend that everything is normal."

Gini didn't respond, she just kept trembling, holding Kedening's head in her arms, trying to feel his last body temperature.

But today is a cold rainy night, all the warmth has been swallowed up, leaving only the cold metal standing coldly.

"There is no mental illness, and there is no recovery, Kedening, I saw it, I remembered it, those things that I deliberately forgot." Gini said sadly.

On that similar cold rainy night, that mysterious and hateful existence reached out to her. At that time, Gini didn't know what price she would pay.

"I'm sorry." Kedening muttered.

He failed in the end, completely, everything was ruined and there was no hope.

"What a terrible sad drama." Boluogo said softly, staring coldly.

He arranged the weapons on his body and raised the folding knife in his hand. A bright cold light shone on the faces of the two men, making them dare not look directly.

"A woman who sacrifices her soul for her lover's ideals, a man who goes into darkness for the sake of his lover's soul," Boluogo sneered disdainfully, "The guy in your arms is an out-and-out sinner, and countless people have died. How do you feel about being in his hands?"

"But no matter what he did, I am the least qualified person to accuse him, am I not?"

Gini lowered her head so that Bologger couldn't see her face clearly.

Boluogo was silent, and soon his expression bloomed again. It was hard to describe it as a smile, but there was indeed a strange joy in Boluogo's voice.

"There are often plots like this in movies. The protagonist finally finds the villain and is ready to pour out his anger, but the villain turns out to be such a bitter drama."

Boluogo deliberately lowered his voice and learned the lines from the movie.

"I also make mistakes for the sake of justice, and for the sake of my lover.

Everyone is fighting for justice, just like a debate, comparing whose justice is greater..."

Boluogo shrugged helplessly and waved his hands.

"Then the protagonist was moved. Yes, the dead people are already dead. The villain in front of him is also sincerely repenting and repenting. He is also doing it for his lover. He was also kind at first.

So the protagonist forgives him and ends with a happy ending. "

Breathing, he swallowed the cold rain vapor into his throat. The humidity and coldness made Boluogo's anger weaken a lot.

"He is the protagonist, he is aboveboard, and he is a moral model. At this time, the enemy should be forgiven. This is the victory of the protagonist."

The voice paused for a few seconds, anger breaking away from the cold.

"Kodening, I hate this ending. I think it's stupid, very stupid."

Then Boluogo laughed again, like a mentally ill patient.

"Fortunately, I'm not the protagonist, and I'm not aboveboard, so I won't be bound by these damn rules.

This is not about the protagonist defeating the villain, but the villain being defeated by another bigger villain. It’s a black-and-white fight! It’s the villain’s victory! "

Holding the folding knife tightly in the cheers, he almost crushed the steel and inserted it into the ground. His palms overlapped and pressed on the handle of the knife. His feet were slightly spread apart. Bologg stood up straight, with a solemn expression like a judge judging crimes. .

"The most important thing is...if I forgive you like this, who will forgive Adele? What's more, am I really qualified to make choices for those who died because of you?"

Boluoge laughed angrily. Even if he wasn't wearing the Soul-Haunting Appearance, he was still exuding a lot of fear at this moment.

"This isn't quite right, Kedening, what do you think?"

Kedening did not respond. Under Bologo's rebuke, he could not say anything.

Some things do not require words to apologize, only blood to repay.

Boluogo slowly raised the folding knife, and the sharp edge hung on the top of Kedening's head, just waiting for the moment to fall like thunder.

"We are all adults, and adults must be responsible for the wrong things they do.

There is no need for forgiveness, no need for repentance, and no need for repentance. All you need is to admit your mistakes and then bear the price of them. "

The strange and angry blue eyes were filled with unstoppable killing intent.

“Beheading when it’s time to behead, hanging when it’s time to hang.”

The sharp edge slashed down. Kedening mobilized the last bit of his strength and raised his hand to try to block it.

He didn't want to die. If he died, who would take care of Gini? If he died, Gini would definitely be killed by Boluogo.

But he couldn't do anything. The raised hand was split open, and the sharp blade pierced his chest.

Along with Gini.

"You...what are you doing?"

Kedening looked at Gini who was throwing herself at him. Under that pale smile, he felt a fear stronger than death.

Kedening was in great pain, Gini was going to die, she was going to die...

"If you really love me, then you should be able to understand." Gini whispered.

Gini vaguely guessed all this, but chose to forget it and not interfere. Now it was time to pay the price. Then she hugged Kedening tightly and whispered in his ear.

"We will meet again in that eternal dream."

The words were lost in the rain.

Suddenly, Kedening felt relieved. He looked at the dark night sky, raised his hands and tried to hug the woman in front of him.

"I...I'm just scared of losing you."

He would not lose it now. The long-lost peace appeared in Kedening's eyes, and then Boluoge took out his folding knife and drew a scarlet streak in the rain curtain.

Ping raised the folding knife, and the heavy rain washed away the blood on the blade, making it spotless. Boluogo was about to turn around and leave, but he stopped again and looked back at Kedening, whose glow had been extinguished.

"By the way, what is the ending of "The Wandering Rat"?" Bologo asked.

"Didn't you already see it?"

Kedening held the woman in his arms and let the heavy rain drown them both.

Boluogo was stunned for two seconds and commented helplessly.

"What a boring ending, Bart."

…

After digging into his pocket, Bologo took out a pack of cigarettes, raised his hand to shield himself from the rain, held the cigarette in his mouth, and poked his head into the blazing fire. The car's wreckage was hidden in the fire, and the noise could still be faintly heard. The sound of current.

The rolling fire flickered, lighting the cigarette, and Bologo took a long puff, and then let out a long sigh.

He killed Kedening, but Boluogo didn't feel the pleasure of revenge, or in other words, the pleasure of revenge was diluted.

There is still darkness in his heart that has not been completely released, which makes Boluogo feel very unhappy.

Everything is so bad, there are no twists and turns, there is no complicated purpose.

Sometimes Boluogo felt that if there was no devil, maybe the two would become good friends. Unfortunately, this kind of thing will never be confirmed.

Shaking his head, Boluogo had no time to be sad or think about these things.

Raising his palm, after the massacre along the way, the names on the list were crossed out one after another. With the death of Kedening, only a few people were left on the list.

Looking into the deep night sky, several light pillars were rising on the horizon. They were blocked by numerous buildings, and Bologo could not judge the approximate distance.

But Boluogo could roughly detect that the light beam was fading away, and the rats on the list were fleeing the city, taking all the goods with them.

Kedening's death is not the end of the night. Although this guy is a leader who loves people, what really controls all of this is the secret sword of the king hidden in the dark.

Judging from the luggage that Ke Dening brought, this guy was also running for his life, but he didn't carry any goods with him. Presumably these goods had already reached the hands of the King's Secret Sword, and they were fleeing the city with the goods.

There was no way Bologger would let them go.

So how to catch up with them?

After looking at the blackened wreckage, he had to admit that Boluogo felt that he was a little too happy with the chopping. The car just crashed into a ball of fire. He couldn't catch up with these people with his feet.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, the roar of an engine sounded at the end of the dark street.

The bright snow-white headlights tore through the darkness, and the steel structure broke through thousands of raindrops, stirring up a burst of water mist behind it. The men on the motorcycle were wearing raincoats and cheered.

He likes to race on rainy nights. The bad road conditions make it impossible for the sheriff to catch up with the desperado. The thunder will cover up the roar of the engine, and the citizens will not open the windows to curse him for being a nuisance. Moreover, the cold and humid air, The constant gusts of wind made him feel like he was back home.

It felt great, so he turned the accelerator and went a little faster, chasing the night and thunder.

Boluogo watched the burst of light from a distance and spit out the cigarette butt into the puddle.

He suddenly became happy.

After touching the equipment on his body, after killing so many people, the ammunition on his body had been exhausted. He simply dropped the shotgun, which made his body lighter. Then he picked up the folding knife and walked to the middle of the road.

As the light approached, Boluogo couldn't help but sigh and repeated Vincent's blessing in a low voice.

“The mountains will give way, and the sea will part its narrow path.”

It's still dark, and the "Cinderella" blessing on Bologo is still in effect, so tonight the whole world will come to help him, whether it's gods or devils, no matter who they are, they will lend a helping hand.

Even if they don't reach out, Bologo will come to the door and grab their hands, like a rogue, but Bologo doesn't care.

You can't reason with a psycho, right?

The rider saw Boluogo blocking the road and honked his horn, but Boluogo had no intention of giving way. The rider simply did not slow down, intending to gamble on his courage with Boluogo.

The distance continued to shorten, and when it reached the critical point, Boluogo's body ignited with the glow of the alchemical matrix, illuminating the darkness in an instant.

The rider cursed loudly as if he had seen a ghost, and turned the brakes. He spun several times on the slippery road before he reluctantly stopped. Before he could react, he stepped on the front wheel of the motorcycle with one foot. , the rider saw clearly the guy blocking the road.

"Yo...Yo! Boluogo." Palmer said tremblingly.

"Yo! Good evening, Palmer."

Boluogo was extremely happy. For the first time, he felt that his partner was so great.

Palmer looked at the red-stained clothes on Bolog's body and the tightly tied weapons. He then looked at the burning car wreckage and the station that was almost in ruins after the fire.

"Work overtime?"

"No, some personal matters," Bologg shook his head, looking at "Laika", and then said, "Palmer, you are very free tonight, right."

This is not a question, but a statement. Boluogo's eyes are sharp. This guy is either questioning himself or threatening him.

"However, although……"

Palmer's expression became strange, and he hesitated to speak.

"Since you have nothing to do, please help me," Boluogo said as he sat in the sidecar and said in a tone that he could not refuse, "Drive."

"But...wait a minute, something's not right!"

Palmer screamed, he just wanted to go racing on a rainy night, but he accidentally stumbled into the murder scene, and this lunatic even forced him to come with him.

In response, Borogo just showed a kind smile, stood up slightly, put a hand on Palmer's shoulder, and spoke in a friendly tone.

"Palmer, we are an ace team!"