Latent Syndrome

Chapter 265 264. Hero

Harbor city at night.

As a monarchy, it is difficult to say, but an extremely backward monarchy is destined to be a post-modern hell in the process of globalization.

The military and police can only be said to be the monarch's private soldiers, which has turned this place into a criminal paradise. As long as taxes are paid regularly, any dark industry is protected.

With the popularization of intelligent technology, darkness has become smarter.

Telephone scams, gambling, hallucinogens, human trafficking, black market transactions, and underground brothels are all protected by the military and police and are completely legal here.

Violence, murder, dismemberment videos on the dark web, and more harsh words to the point of being anti-human are just commonplace here.

After the spread of the Abyss Disease, this place has made great strides, taking another step forward to interpret hell to the extreme.

The most terrifying thing is often not the so-called sinister and profound boss who takes both black and white. It is just the barren fantasy of contemporary netizens.

The real terror comes from ignorance, imbecility, primitiveness, and barbarism. Under the catalysis of the powerful medicine of modern times, they become the ultimate thugs.

These... ruffians with no brains and only know how to kill and violence.

In this seaport city where the number of missing people and the death rate of foreigners are already ridiculously high, today they hit a new high.

A nightclub in the city.

The doorman was talking like a bird, with a ferocious look on his face. Seeing that Di Biao was a foreigner, even though he was wearing camouflage pants and boots, he was probably just for show. He immediately thought of kidnapping him, extracting all the value of his labor, and then dismembering him and filming. The video is available for darknet members to watch, and the organs are then packaged and sold, a one-stop service.

boom!

boom!

Two gunshots rang out. Di Wei was fed up with these birdsong, fed up with these fools, he just wanted to be his true self. The abnormality in his arm came back with violent pain. He couldn't stand this kind of uselessness anymore.

The two doormen's heads exploded into pulp and they fell directly to the ground.

Of course, the main reason was the language barrier and being penniless. Di Wei wanted to drink, so he had to kill everyone.

Da da da……

Da da da……

When Di Wei entered the nightclub, the colorful lights and dance floor made people intoxicated. He couldn't help but shoot and kill without any explanation. He killed everyone without distinction. As long as they could move, he killed them all.

boom! boom! boom!

Di Wei opened fire wildly, killing more than ten people in less than five seconds. Blood splattered instantly, and the screams drowned out the music in the nightclub.

Di Wei understands this song.

Sweet Dreams.

This kind of place is protected by local forces. All the beautiful ladies on the stage can take out food. People without money can go to their underground brothels for civilian consumption.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the nightclub, and some people watching the scene also reacted, picked up their guns and shot at Di Bong.

Even if Di Wei loses his fighting ability, his weird body alone is far from what ordinary people can stop. These people are just sending him weapons.

Di Biao had no expression on his face, and remained silent even as the bullets made bloody holes. His face was spattered with blood, and he calmly beat these people to death one after another, then took away the guns from some people's hands, and continued to kill. This commotion A large number of people ran out, and twenty or thirty people died violently, and the entire nightclub was covered in blood.

Not satisfied, he picked up a high stool and hit the heads of all the people who were still twitching. Bang bang bang, he smashed them all to pieces.

The bartender at the bar was completely stunned. He stood there stunned, not daring to express his anger, and his legs were trembling.

Bang bang bang...

Until the iron frame support of the high stool was smashed and bent, covered with blood, and there was no movement anymore. Di Biao slowly walked to the bar, expressionless, just making gestures to ask for the wine behind the wine cabinet behind the bar. .

"What the hell place."

Di Wei saw the cigarettes and lighters left by the deceased on the bar counter, and he took them and lit them without ceremony.

The person who changed the music has died, but Sweet Dreams is still playing.

"Hold."

"never mind."

Di Bong felt that there was something wrong with the taste, because this thing was obviously stronger than all the cigarettes he had smoked before. It might be a mulberry plant, but it didn't matter.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Di Wei took a deep breath of cigarette. The waiter seemed to be frightened. How dare he hang out in such a place with such a poor psychological quality? However, he might not be able to escape. Everyone was stuck in this quagmire, driven by fear and Brutality checks and balances each other.

Seeing that the waiter was still staring at him, Di Wei was extremely unhappy.

"I'm...fucking right now! I'm already useless!"

"Isn't anyone serving wine?"

Di Wei took a deep breath of smoke and was immersed in the anesthesia of the moraceae plant. He couldn't do it at all. He still had unfinished business and wanted to kill all the idiots.

What Di Wei didn't expect was that this waiter could speak English.

"You are DB."

"You're the DB."

"You are still alive."

The waiter said tremblingly, looking at all the dead people in the nightclub, a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he had imagined the death scenes of these people countless times in his mind.

Di Wei was stunned, this guy was the one who played pervertedly. He was not happy, but you were feeling happy too.

But wait.

"You fucking know me too?"

Di Wei was delighted. SCT had really promoted itself as a famous person. The world's most influential figures in Time Magazine estimated that they would be ranked among the top 3 of the fucking century.

What he didn't know was that in addition to SCT's overwhelming publicity for the film, which aroused people's "resistance" psychology, Klein seemed to torture himself to remind him of something out of some unknown psychology. There are no restrictions on these phenomena.

In that film, many plots about mutual aid groups were filmed. Although the three indecent words "testicular cancer" were removed, some of the essence was still there.

The waiter actually started to repeat the words from the movie "It's a Wonderful Life".

"This world is your cradle and your trap."

"Human consciousness is a tragedy in biological evolution."

"We know too much about ourselves, are shaped too much by the outside world, and are enslaved by the illusion of self-ownership."

“Just as the strong must rule over the weak, so the wise must dominate the foolish.”

"Now the fools are going to fight back."

"Only by clenching your fists tightly can you avoid being crucified by evil people."

The waiter murmured, looking at Di Wei as if looking at a...god.

Di Wei was completely confused. Has his influence really reached a level... world-famous?

The waiter was kidnapped here and initially did some Internet fraud work. After discovering that he had the skill of bartending, he was forced to work in this nightclub.

He tried asking the military and police for help, but they were also the protective umbrella of these forces and had interests in them. Instead, he was severely beaten.

Since "The Good Life" became widely circulated, all the people in this seaport city who were trafficked and lured here have begun to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the organization that inherits the legacy of the heroic DB, SCT will come to liberate this place, although it is still far away.

but now.

He even saw Di Zhu himself.

And his indiscriminate killing behavior just now was completely consistent with... the heroic DB's feat.

"Please……"

"Save us."

The waiter and some friends are trapped in this endless purgatory.

And this was the first time in Di Wei's life that he heard such a request.

It wasn't the people he tortured to the point of death who were begging for mercy.

But a...

A heartfelt request out of trust and adoration.