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Chapter 255: A pacifist who loves life, harmony and friendship

"Don't slander me." Mo Hao smiled, "I am a pacifist who loves life, harmony and friendship."

The passive effect of [Soul Furnace] allows him to absorb blood, energy, soul and other things through killing, so it is not wrong to say that Mo Hao loves life.

Love the powerful life that can die in your own hands.

Abbreviation: love life.

Father Charlie had no intention of paying any attention to such words. He knew that if he opened his mouth and tried to argue with Mo Hao, this guy would only become more and more excited.

This was the experience he had honed as a regional agent. In fact, Father Charlie was thinking quickly in his mind at this moment to see if there was any job that was both lucrative and troublesome that he could give Mo Hao to complete.

This would obviously make his ears quieter and relax his mind a little.

Although he didn't show it on the outside, Father Charlie had to admit that being in the same place with Mo Hao, a bloody guy, would cause him a lot of mental stress.

It felt to him like an evil ghost that had come out of hell and was roaring silently beside him.

Baring its fangs, it tried to tear him to pieces.

"I have a job here..."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Hao and the priest frowned at the same time, then the door of the church was pushed open, and a distraught young man walked in.

The young man's feet almost dragged on the ground when he walked, his expression was dazed but full of grief, and he looked lifeless. It was better to say that he was a walking corpse than a young man.

A corpse with no hope for tomorrow or the future, living only by the inertia of the flesh, still breathing and eating.

Father Charlie showed a rare look of surprise, "Brown?"

The young man named Brown raised his head, and it took him a while to focus his eyes and see who was in front of him. "Father Charlie..."

Looking at the two men, Mo Hao tactfully retreated to the edge of the church and sat on a bench. He could tell that the young man was not a mercenary, but came to the church for spiritual sustenance.

"Come to think of it, is it really allowed for a priest to be sent out to kill people, inside a church?"

Looking at the Son of God on the cross, Mo Hao couldn't help but wonder whether Father Charlie was a real priest.

After thinking for a while, Mo Hao felt that this should be a classical priest.

Well, the kind of classical from the Crusades period.

Looking at the stone cross, Mo Hao closed his eyes and planned to rest. At the same time, the sound of two people talking not far away also clearly entered his ears.

Mo Hao had no intention of eavesdropping, but with his good physical fitness, his hearing was good enough to hear clearly what Brown said while sobbing from a distance.

Especially since Mo Hao closed his eyes, the temporary blocking of vision would make his hearing more acute.

"…Dani said she was going to the supermarket that day…"

"...a speeding car hit Dany, and Dany..."

"…It shouldn't be like this, nothing should be like this…"

Brown's story is very simple. Brown and Dany are childhood sweethearts who grew up together in an orphanage and originally planned to get married in two months.

Both of them work hard and live seriously in this city.

Just a week ago, Danny and Brown went to the supermarket to buy some food. On the road, they encountered an out-of-control vehicle. Danny pushed Brown away and was hit by the vehicle and flew at least ten meters away.

Dany died instantly.

For Brown, with Dany's death, his spirit and soul also left with Dany.

If it weren't for what happened later, Brown would probably have put a gun to his head a long time ago.

The driver drove a big S-shaped car on the straight road, and the speed was up to 200. When the police came, they found out that he was drunk driving. Then yesterday, a man in a suit knocked on the door of Brown's house and told him that I was sorry, my client hit and killed your fiancée, and I gave him a few thousand dollars as a token of my gratitude.

Brown was shaking with anger, that bastard even refused to come out and apologize in person, and the man in the suit even hinted to Brown to be careful with his words, or he would be the next one if he didn't sign the letter of apology.

In order to force Brown to sign a letter of understanding, they even paid gang members to beat Brown up and burn down his house.

Father Charlie sighed in his heart. He could say that Brown and Danny grew up under his care. The orphanage where they grew up was not far away.

Just as Father Charlie was thinking about how to comfort this man who had lost everything, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Want justice?"

Brown turned around and looked at the source of the voice. The speaker was a strange teenager.

The reason why he was said to be weird was that Brown did not see any signs of cyborgization on him, which was an extremely rare situation in Midnight City.

Father Charlie's expression suddenly became serious, "Sir, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mo Hao interrupted him directly and rudely, "This man has lost his fiancée, his home, his future, and even his soul. Are you sure that words alone will prevent him from committing suicide outside his burnt-out home tonight?"

Mo Hao didn't know how to give people who had nothing the courage to survive again, but he knew that Father Charlie's words alone were not enough.

Love may not necessarily keep alive those who have lost everything.

But you can definitely hate.

He stood in front of Brown, bent down, and looked into the eyes of the man who had lost everything. "That man can hire a man in a suit to ask you to sign a letter of apology, and can hire a group of gangsters to beat you up. He is very powerful, right? Powerful and influential."

"He may not even be in the police station now, or even be released on bail on the same day."

"You and I both know that whether the book of understanding is signed or not, it will only make the difference between less trouble and a little more trouble for that guy."

"He won't even remember what he looked like when he hit and killed someone, or that he ruined all the good things in your future."

"Calling the police is useless. If you're alone, even if you buy a gun and rush over...with all due respect, you'll be torn into pieces in five seconds."

"You want him to admit his mistake? You want the law to be upheld? You want the criminal to get what he deserves?"

"Come on, man. We both know you don't need any of this."

"You need blood, blood for blood, tooth for tooth. Use the wheel to crush that bastard back and forth until he is crushed into minced meat."

Mo Hao straightened up, stretched out his hand towards Brown, and the words that came out of his mouth made Father Charlie feel that this was a complete temptation from the devil from hell.

"Brother, you pay, I do the work. You pay, and I'll bring that bastard to you, how about that?"

When he arrived at the church, Mo Hao had already made up his mind that he must open a business here.

Because the last few dozen dollars he had had were all used to pay for the bus fare.

If he had no income, he would probably have to stay in the church for free today, if Father Charlie was willing to provide it.

and……

Helping the powerless to take revenge and making them grateful and even surrender to him is also one of Mo Hao's plans.

If you want to establish an intelligence line, you need people who are wholeheartedly committed to working with you.

Brown looked into those dark eyes, a hint of blood red appeared in his eyes, and he reached out his hand to grasp the only remaining hope.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)