Disqualification on earth x2

At the critical moment, Huajiang stretched out his hand and missed the muzzle of the young man.

That was really too dangerous, Huajiang never thought that he could explode at such a speed!

If the speed of each sword attack could be like this, she would not be pressed and beaten by Hibari Kyouya.

Touching the bloody palm scratched by the muzzle fire, Hua Jiang looked at the silver-haired young man who seemed to have no idea what he had done, and shouted: "Is it freedom to die? Is your body the symbol that represents you?" Has it been erased?"

"The idea of ​​liberation from death, can it represent your symbol? How would others say 'Gogol'?"

"Is it a clown, is it a madman, is it a sinner who murdered and felt guilty and then committed suicide, or a martyr for freedom? The evaluation of others will be like a vine, binding you tightly under the name of 'Gogol'. You You are defined, you are shaped, you don't even have a chance to cry when you die!"

When the young man heard this, his golden pupils were slightly confused.

He said: "Then what should I do... Sure enough, it is better to destroy the world, destroy everything?"

The sightseeing car had already stopped because of the gunshot.

The silver bullet finally hit the wall of the sightseeing car.

Sicily is the dream jewel of Italy, but it is also the sin capital of Italy.

Everyone has heard the rumors of the mafia in Sicily. The tourists on the sightseeing bus screamed and fled the moment the driver stopped the car. The only few left looked like the mafia of some families. member.Hearing the gunshots, these lawbreakers of course subconsciously aimed their guns at Gogol and Huajiang.

The atmosphere between the two who were engaged in a philosophical debate was dull, and the guns pointed at them by the other two were very anxious.

A big brother wearing sunglasses shouted, "Who are you!"

Gogol stared at Huajiang and said: "Since no one can be free regardless of life or death. So if we break away from the concept of 'human being' and erase the meaning of human beings, can we gain freedom?"

Hua Jiang frowned, imitating Gogol's way of thinking, and said: "That is nothingness. Does freedom born from nothingness have the meaning of 'freedom'?"

"Freedom is self-certified by exclusivity. If all others are eliminated, can freedom still be proved to exist?"

Gogol pondered for a moment, then said: "Perhaps, the essence of freedom is resistance. As long as I continue to resist, I can be free."

Hua Jiang pointedly said: "If you say that, resisting freedom should also be a part of freedom. Since you want to resist freedom, is obeying the rules another layer of freedom?"

The elder brother holding the gun saw that the two people ignored him at all, and were talking about some strange and confusing conversations.He couldn't help but fired upwards, and shouted at the two: "Hey, I'm asking you something! Stop the conversation and answer me!"

Gogol ignored him, and neither did Huajiang.

Seeing Huajiang, the silver-haired clown couldn't help smiling. He even stretched out his hand to support his chin, thinking about the problem very carefully.

"According to your statement, freedom doesn't exist at all? It's just a hope that has been conceived, a utopia that can never be reached, and a deceitful falsehood. As a human being, no matter how hard you struggle and work hard, you will never get it free."

"Well, sure enough, Tuo Si is right. If this world is the biggest prison, then fighting it and destroying it is the only way."

Huajiang: "..."

Her hands were still bleeding, and she was already a little upset.

She was already getting tired of following the other person's train of thought, anyway, the time was almost up, and she was going to follow her own way!

The eldest brother waited for a long time, but what he waited for was "freedom".

In a fit of rage, he stepped forward directly, raised his gun and pointed it at Huajiang's head, and said to Guogol, "Hey, boy, answer me quickly, or I'll kill you too!"

Huajiang: "..."

Gogol couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he spread his hands and said, "Okay."

Big Brother: "...?"

Probably because he had never met someone who wanted to die so happily, the elder brother holding the gun was stunned for a moment.

Only Huajiang glanced at him and said, "Leave quickly."

The gun-wielding mafia thought he had misheard again, and he looked at Huajiang in astonishment: "What did you say? Little girl, do you know what your situation is now?"

Hua Jiang smiled at the elder brother and said, "Mr. David of Lazier, pointing a gun at a stranger in Sicily is not a good thing."

"what?"

He was surprised: "Are you from us?" Sunglasses David subconsciously looked at his other brothers: "Do you know her?"

The other two shook their heads blankly, and David said with a ferocious expression: "You bastard, how do you know me? Are you Miru—"

Huajiang didn't have the time to argue with him, so she took off the ring around her neck.

Balian's logo was engraved on the ring very clearly, allowing anyone who saw it to know the identity of the bearer.

"Ba, Balian..."

The opponent's hand holding the gun began to tremble, and he couldn't hold the gun. Hua Jiang even helped him with his uninjured hand and put the gun back.

Hua Jiang raised his eyes to look at the other party, and said warmly: "You should be lucky, the only person sitting in this car is me. If Mr. Squalo sees you threatening innocent girls, the Lazier family will have to leave Sicily."

"I'll give you ten seconds, please leave."

She began to count the time silently, and when she counted to three, the mafia in the car had already fled!

The guy who pointed the gun at her even bowed and apologized outside the car door, and said urgently: "I'm really, really sorry, we thought you were--I'm sorry, please forgive me! I will immediately notify my brother to clear this area, you You can do whatever you want!"

After all, the three turned around and ran away.

Huajiang heard the words: "...?"

Gogol was very interested, and asked her with a smile: "Well, what do you want to do to me?"

Huajiang: What, what do you think I should do?

Gogol said: "Stop talking? Would you accept an answer like 'destroy' the world?"

He coaxed Huajiang: "If you don't continue, I will consider helping Bailan Jesso—"

The clown's ending sound is very long.

He seemed to be waiting for Huajiang to continue to refute.

Hua Jiang looked at her and said, "No more."

"Because you know in your heart that even if you destroy the world, unless you are the only one left in the world, once other people appear, you will still be restricted."

"The reason why you are pursuing freedom is more painful and struggling than anyone else."

"Because you know it yourself, it doesn't exist."

Huajiang very cruelly uncovered all the beautiful mess.

"Is it your desire to kill people? No, it's just that killing people can break free from the so-called 'rules'."

"Is it in your heart to destroy your best friend? No, it's just that doing so can make you feel free from your 'feelings'."

"You want to be an existence that lives for yourself, without being disturbed by anyone or affected by anything. Just like a bird in the sky, roaming freely in the boundless sky."

"It would be nice if you were stupid, then at least you would truly feel that the birds in the sky are freedom."

"But you also understand that birds are also limited to the body, and they are also afraid of the cold. Just like you, while being exclusive, you understand that human beings live in groups."

"You know everything, so no matter what I say, you will lead the topic to death and destruction."

"Because you understand that it doesn't exist. You can only touch its edge a little bit in resistance and pain, but you can never reach him. It's a loft in the air, and you really are a human being without wings."

"The bird you want to be, it doesn't exist. The reason is that your freedom of choice has no boundaries."

Huajiang approached him slightly: "Gogol, that is a fantasy island that even if you die, you can't reach it. You can only rely on the struggle of survival to feel it a little bit."

"What death, what destruction. These are just the catharsis of your pain."

"Your life can only come to an end in endless futile destruction, and this is your end."

The silver-haired clown paused.

His shoulders trembled slightly, and he couldn't help laughing nervously.

Huajiang's blood splashed from his fingertips onto the floor of the bus, but he gently pulled up the other's blood-stained fingertips and kissed him lightly.The blood stained his spring, and the clown said: "Resistance is not free, and not resisting is still not free. I was born as a prisoner."

"So, what do you want this prisoner to do?"

Huajiang reached out to hold his face, and said softly: "There is a child, I hope you will save her."

"She is by Brandeso's side. You only need to use your ability to move her about 30 meters away from Brandeso within a certain period of time, and she will be 'free'."

Huajiang said softly: "Until the end, you can struggle. Gogol, if what you want is a never-ending resistance, there is a place that is more suitable for you than the Five Decays of Heaven and Man."

"Join Balian, it is a place that has defied all rules. Here, you can even resist the death that walks around you."

The silver-haired clown said, "It sounds like you're trying to lure me into a traitor?"

Huajiang asked: "Don't you want to try to rebel?"

Gogol laughed and said, "That's right, even if the end cannot be found, the prisoners in the prison will still resist!"

"I want to betray Tosi too!"

Hua Jiang nodded: "It just so happens that Balian also welcomes betrayal—as long as you can do it."

After half an hour.

Arthur appeared beside Huajiang on time.

Tourist cars have been abolished.

Sitting on the edge of a flower bed in the city, Huajiang stretched out his hands to bandage the young people around him.

The bandages seemed to be bought from a nearby pharmacy. Huajiang saw Arthur who was unscathed, and even waved his uninjured hand with bent eyes and a smile to say hello: "Senior Arthur, I am here!"

Arthur was very nervous.

He didn't forget that this clown, who didn't seem hostile now, just buried him in the ground not long ago!

Arthur looked vigilant: "Hua Jiang, are you okay?"

Huajiang nodded.

Gogol glanced at Arthur and asked in surprise, "Can he escape after being buried 30 meters in the ground? He is also a space-type supernatural being?"

Huajiang thought about it and decided to use a unified explanation.She said: "No, this is my humanoid ability. Do you know the humanoid ability?"

Gogol nodded.But he, who is also a supernatural user, is not as easy to fool as Balian.

He asked: "Your humanoid ability looks different from the normal one. The normal reappearance of the ability should be by the master's side, but yours came from afar—"

Huajiang lied without changing his face: "There is no wonder in the world."

Gogol looked at her for a while, then smiled and said, "That's right."

Seeing that they had a harmonious atmosphere, Arthur couldn't help asking a question.

But because of Gogol's presence, he couldn't ask too many details, so he could only say: "What happened?"

Huajiang murmured for a while, and felt that it was too troublesome to come out from the beginning to the end, so she chose to say the result concisely: "I recruited the new Yunshou after I left for Mr. Squalo!"

She pointed at Gogol: "That's him!"

Arthur: "...?"

This sentence seems to need more explanation than the previous one!

Soon after, Mr. Squalo and the others also arrived.

Huajiang introduced Guogol to everyone.

Gogol was also surprised that there were so many people who rebelled against the "god" in Balian.

Here, the killer who diligently ignores the law and the illusionist who can't survive in the ordinary society with his words have become normal people.

The prince who killed his brother and joined the dark organization, challenged the perverted boxer who disregarded others, the personality cult fanatic who trampled on life and rules, and the leader who rebelled against his father, even the current leader of his own organization dared to rebel .

——So much so that when Gogol expressed on the spot that he pursued freedom and wanted to resist everything to seek relief, no one was surprised here.

Even the man who was sitting in the armchair and looked full of intimidation said lightly: "You can do it, just try it."

Excited, really exciting.

Gogol agreed to help, and the plan to fight Bai Lan was put on the agenda.

Huajiang quickly said that she had thought up the plan early in the morning, and assigned the task before xanxus said "let's fight".

Anyway, it is the second generation and cloud guard.

Xanxus gave face, and Squalo listened to the plan.

The progress bar of Huajiang's confrontation with Bailan has finally been pushed forward.

After dinner, Huajiang made snacks for everyone because he was happy.It was the first time that Gogol stayed in an organization that provided regular snacks, and his golden eyes shone slightly because of the delicious food.

It wasn't until late at night, when he returned to the room that Balian had arranged for him, that Dosi called, and Gogol realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

He answered the phone.

Dosiwen on the other end of the phone said, "Did you choose to betray me?"

Gogol said in a good mood: "Yes, Tuo Si. I saw your god, she saw through me just like you. She saw through my desire to escape from you by betraying you, and also saw through my resistance .”

"To be honest, I wanted to ask when I saw the photo, and I wanted to ask even more after seeing her."

"Tuosi, isn't this really your sister?" Gogol said relaxedly, "She is very similar to you."

Dostoevsky was not at all displeased.

After hearing what Gogol said, he said slowly: "She is an outsider, and there is no identity in this world. However, the identity that does not exist means that she can be any identity, so there is nothing wrong with you thinking that way."

Gogol didn't comment.

Seeing that he was not speaking, Tuosi said softly, "That's it, then there's nothing I can do."

"Farewell, Nikolai."

Gogol smiled and said, "Goodbye, Fedya."