Diego's head was a little confused, his eyes were dry and his thoughts were paused. This was a normal reaction when facing something he could not understand and beyond his imagination.

His dirty face, eyes wide open, his dry lips opened and closed, and half a second later he shouted like lightning, "You're talking nonsense, my mother is fine when I go out this morning!"

The adult working on the farm next to him panted and said, "I read that right, the whole farm was burned!"

"And your mom..."

"mom!"

Throwing away half of the avocado in his hand, Diego ran wildly towards the farm with his legs.

"mom!"

This area makes a living by growing avocados. The Diego family lives in avocado plantation. He is not tall, but his legs are driven away by urgent emotions but have the style of a football player.

"You're not talking nonsense, I saw Diego's mother this morning."

"Diago, wait for me!"

"Diago!"

The little friend behind him was far away by Diego, and he ran away in less than three minutes to complete the journey that he had previously taken more than ten minutes.

Before he could run to the farm, Diego's running speed slowed down slowly. He looked at the farm where the flames were burning.

There were a piece of avocado trees, a small broken house where he and his mother depended on each other for life, and a small piece of corn planted behind the house was the food for him and his mother to improve their lives.

But at this moment everything was burning in the flames, and memories were firewood, which added strength to the fire.

"Boom~"

Mitchken is located in the tropical region, with hot weather all year round, and the burning plantations have further strengthened the hot weather.

The waving tongues of flames spewed into the sky, and there seemed to be someone wailing in the flames.

But everything is an illusion. Such a big flame can make people unconscious even if it is like walking in it.

"This is Sanchez's farm..."

"Quick, put out the fire!"

"The water is coming!"

"Cleaning Friday first and not allowing the fire to continue to spread."

"So hot! There's a bucket of gasoline there, move that thing away quickly."

The fire was continuous, and residents around Sanchez Farm came to put out the fire with various equipment. Never allow the fire to spread to other plantations.

"Mother!"

Seeing that Diego wanted to rush into the fire, people around him quickly grabbed his little body.

"Your mom is not in there!" a middle-aged uncle with a beard shouted to Diego, "Diago, your mom is not in the fire!"

"My mom ran out?!" Diego looked at the adult who called him in surprise.

"I knew my mother was fine. She was so pious and prayed every day. God would not let her be burned to death..."

Like the former suzerain country, Mecilica is also an Evangelical country, with Diego hanging a cross necklace given to him by his mother.

People with devout faith will not have bad luck. This is what my mother has always taught Diego. No matter how poor they are, they cannot do bad things. All poverty and suffering are tests of God.

If the days get better, the test is over. God blesses. If the days are not good, the test is still continuing. God is still observing.

"No... your mother is hanging there."

After running a few steps along the direction of the bearded uncle's finger, Diego's big eyes almost glared at the cracks.

He held his little head up, his heart almost stopped beating, and blood flowed back coldly throughout his body.

The kind mother was no longer kind, but stared at the ground with pain, her hands and feet folded back strangely, and her face turned white and purple.

Not only the mother in the tree, but also the farmer Sanchez family and other workers, and even playmates of his age could not escape.

Even Dora.

The farmer's twelve-year-old daughter, Diego's little goddess, was also murdered, and her clothes were torn to pieces and all kinds of filth...

She always likes to wear pink clothes, a blue-purple backpack and short hair behind her, but all the beauty is hanging up at this moment.

"ah!"

Looking at Diego who was squatting down with his head in pity, the others watching shook their heads and sighed.

"He's Diego, it seems that he's the only one who survived... If he were on the farm, he would probably be done."

"It's so miserable, how could you do such a cruel thing?"

"Seven or eight...a total of nineteen people..."

"Amen."

"It was made by the Gitans family, and there are letters they left here, which is really not a secret. How could poor Sanchez provoke Gitans and the others..."

The adult holding the letter was about to read the content carefully, but his lower abdomen was suddenly hit. Diego hit his stomach like a rocket.

Diego's two hands grabbed the adult's clothes "Who is Gitans, what is it written on it?"

Diego didn't recognize many words, so he could only let adults read letters. The world has not yet taken shape in his mind and could not understand what the adults mean.

The Japanese woman also walked to the fire at some point, and she didn't know what kind of eyes she looked under her sunglasses, but she was alone in a chaotic country without any panic.

Even looking at the hanging corpse, the Eastern woman was still so calm and cruel, even the locals born and raised in Mitchell could not bear to see it.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad and hurts the creatures. Who knows if the next person to be poisoned will be ordinary people like them?

The crowd around the fire also saw strange oriental women, but now the fire is important, so the others are put to the side first.

Her eyes then looked at the hanging people, and the bodies hanging on the trees looked like vines in the countryside.

"Gitans is... a big drug lord. You are still young now and don't understand."

"It should be that the Sanchez family's avocado was not sold to them, or they did not pay the protection fee, or they were done to us..." The man holding the letter analyzed various possibilities, and cruel things always happened on this land.

Whether it is avocado or mountain silk seedlings, as long as the business they like will be linked to blood and war.

Kill people in the street, shoot the mayor sitting in a private car, dismember the body and then mail the pieces to his family... These are all daily tasks of the Mexilica gang.

If Diego had dared to make such a mess, the adult would have slapped Diego on the forehead.

But at this moment, there is only mercy in the adults' heart, so it's better to let this little guy vent his emotions. After all, after his mother without a pillar of life, Diego may not be able to live on this land for too long.

"I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill Gitans!!"

Little Diego was like a cub with a hideous face. Even though the adults tried hard to stop him, he still bit the adults' arm with his teeth.

"You little bastard! What are you doing when you bite me!"

In the pain, the adults had to let go of their hands. Diego climbed up the tall feathered pine in two steps in three steps.

Tears mixed with snot, coupled with running sweat, Diego frantically bites the rope with his teeth and hands.

The hemp rope fiber was slowly bitten off, and then the body fell heavily to the ground.

"mom!"

Diego also rolled down the tree, and he held his mother's hand tightly. The cross necklace hanging around his mother's neck shone brightly under the fire.

Such a pious person has never passed the test of the gods.

The figure of the Eastern woman disappeared again at some point, and she was like a mysterious shadow that was elusive.

With the power of shadow technique, Takahashi Kopo and Kazumi stood shoulder to shoulder on the small cliff.

From the cliff, you can completely overlook this small village and town. The only corner of the village is soaring into the sky. It is an insignificant part of the whole land. It is a pain for those in it. It is just a moment of silence in this world.

There are avocados everywhere here, and each fruit symbolizes wealth. Although the profit is not as good as Mexilica's "national flower", there is no danger. There is no need to worry about being attacked by the government, especially the Amei Lica government, so it is "naturally" targeted by the bandits.

"This is the chaotic Mexilica." Yuan looked at the sky with emotion and said, "The government lost its power, and the middle and grassroots were all occupied by various groups. Even the regular army could not defeat the group organizations... Even the regular army, the police were infiltrated by them, and they were colluding everywhere. This country can be said to be rotten to its core."

"This time the massacre is a benefit driven by avocado, and the next time it can be blood-stained mountain silk seedlings, even wheat."

"As long as wheat can bring great profits, they will also assassinate, fight, and slaughter the village for wheat. Whoever does not hand over the wheat to them will be tragically slaughtered."

"This is the truth about your bloody world."

Takahashi was pitiful and had no words, and he was still looking at the burning plantation without waves.

This massacre is insignificant to the lives she has in her hands, and the affairs of others are even more irrelevant. She is a calm neutral, chaotic and neutral.

"It is hard to imagine such a thing in the peaceful country where you live, but in my opinion, your entire East and Europa are the aliens of the world, and they are in strange peace."

"The land area accounts for one tenth of your entire world, and on this tenth of the 500 million square kilometers of land, the real land area is only 50 million, and the rest is hunger, war, chaos, poverty, despair, one percent peace, ninety-nine percent chaos."

Mizuno took a coincidence in terms of proportion, after all, 90% of the world's area is ocean.

"Is there no solution?" Takahashi finally spoke.

"It would be too difficult for you to ask me this way, a person from another world. None of your bigwigs in the world came up with a solution, so what else can I do?"

"This kind of thing is that even if the real god appears, there is no way to solve it."

Mexilica's problem is that political instability has lost control of the people, but it is essentially driven by economics. The northern powers crushed Mexilica's own industry and agriculture with an unparalleled trend. In addition to the service industry, almost all 120 million citizens were unemployed.
To be continued...