The church located on the cliff of the peninsula is the only one in the nearby suburbs. On Sunday afternoons, nearby residents came to pray one after another.

FBI and the SWAT team were ready to go, and when they approached the church, the bells were ringing and the choir sang melodiously.

The local police quickly found the church manager to explain their purpose. The manager and the pastor were shocked and quickly helped evacuate the crowd. The middle-aged couple hurriedly dispersed outside the church in an orderly manner.

The helicopters were in place, and the special police team surrounded the church in an orderly manner and were ready for battle.

The sea breeze whistled and blew up from the cliff. The special police officers wearing helmets were fully armed and stood by their posts and waited meticulously for the civilians in the church to evacuate.

What they didn't know was that there was already a sea of ​​fire under the ground of this ancient building.

In order to destroy the club hidden under the church, Bert specially installed a gasoline pipeline. The follower received Bert's order and wanted to pour gasoline into the entire arc-shaped rotating corridor.

But Zhen Ai suddenly appeared. Before she could pour gasoline in one entourage, she unscrewed the gate directly, and the transparent liquid flowed along the steps like a flood, and the air was instantly filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.

Zhen Ai's expressionless face, and she went down the corridor with the flowing gasoline. The women in the cage screamed and hurried away, calling for the sky and the earth.

At the end of the underground corridor, Yan Su and Bert stood.

Yan Su spread his arms and lowered his head deeply, and his broken body hung softly on the cross. He was on the verge of death, but he was afraid he would not feel any pain. Even Bert lost his interest in abuse when he saw his rugged appearance.

K whispered: "Fbi has surrounded the ground."

Bert didn't know whether he could listen or not, and he was not in a hurry at all. His eyes were deeply impressed on Yan Su: "s.a., you are really good."

He squatted down, took a map on the ground, and took out a compass.

"I got the search warrant, but I still didn't find my secret abuse center." He repeated the content of Yan Su's confession, and the center foot of the compass was nailed to the mountainous area on the outskirts of the city on the map, where the Yan Su's castle was located.

He used one finger to push the other foot of the compass away: "The starting point of my extraordinary life, chate, thank you!" The pointer fell on the coastline of the map, Chace's suicide place back then.

"Are you amazed at this level of killing 12 people in 12 hours?"

"Can you reverse time?"

Burt pinched the compass head with two fingers and rotated it gently counterclockwise at 144 degrees;

"Add 56 women's lives, the last moment."

Walk 56 degrees again.

The pointer walked to the coastline near New York and landed on the church where they were.

"S.a., you are very creative." The compass drew aimlessly, "I was negligent. You didn't stay in Silverland for 12 hours, and only five people died. I thought you were confused when you confessed, but I didn't think you were very sober."

Bert picked up the compass: "This is your love letter to her? I'm very touched, really. It seems that you like to communicate with her on a spiritual level, which is very interesting. So, even if I kill you, it's useless." He sighed, "It's a pity that your lover is now..."

K suddenly interrupted, his voice was very anxious: "Miss C has set fire."

Bert was stunned and suddenly smiled proudly.

Yan Su lowered his head and did not respond.

The temperature underground rose unknowingly, and he had difficulty breathing.

Burt threw down the compass and stood up: "Suqi once stole an audio, which was a conversation between you and a certain executive of Cia, about the silver ipod left by Chace, remember?"

Yan Su was so weak that he had no strength. When he heard this, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, but he had no expression.

"S.a., even I am disappointed in you." Burt shook his head gently, "Is she a forsaken accessory to you?"

Yan Su looked up at him.

"Well, you want to say no." Bert answered for him.

"But in your world, in the face of your justice, she is definitely the one that can be sacrificed." Bert smiled strangely. The pungent smell of gasoline grew stronger and stronger from far to near. He looked back and saw a faint red light shining on the white walls of the corridor. In the recent cages, the girls screamed to turn on the faucets, but nothing was left.

"My littlec is back." He seemed to be in a good mood, and glanced at Yan Su in a blink of an eye. "When I heard that FBI was coming to encircle Holygold, I suddenly understood your confession video in an instant. I really wanted to peel off your skin at that time. But Cheryl accidentally heard that audio. Now she hated you more than me, and I suddenly didn't care about your life or death."

The man on the cross still refused to answer, and was as silent as if he had lost his voice.

Burt put his hands in his pockets, bent his back, tilted his head to look at his lower head, staring provocatively at his light brown silent eyes:

"Let you live. Even if FBI helps you wash away the grievances, the 56 people here will be burned to death today. You are destined to be unable to save them. I will leave you here, let you watch with your own eyes and listen with your own ears, what is hell?

The noble and noble Mr. Yan Su, will today become your lifelong nightmare?"

"By the way, here, s.a., you will lose that girl named 'Zhen Ai' forever, your true love.

Oh, the upright and kind Mr. Yan Su, will your conscience be tortured? You hurt her trust in you, and you turned her from an angel to a demon. Will you regret the rest of your life in lingering sickbed, and together with the people of Cia, deceive her and let her down with those hypocritical justice?"

"Of course he won't regret it." Zhen Ai's voice was cold and sounded behind him, "With me, he can live a good life."

Bert turned around and was shocked.

Transparent liquid flowed in after her footsteps, and the fire flashed in the circular corridor behind her, as if a blood-red beast was yelling and running wildly.

The fire suddenly turned into a howling fireball.

"Be careful." Bert rushed over like a wind and pulled her away from the gasoline. The flames quickly flowed along the transparent "river", slapped the air "puff" and jumped to the heights of people.

Bert protected her, but the broken hair on his forehead was burned by the flames that jumped high, almost passing through his cheeks. His face became hot and angry: "Who poured gasoline over?"

"What's wrong with me?" She was in a very bad mood, staring at him provocatively and domineeringly, and shook his hand away. She was unstable and almost fell into the sea of ​​fire.

Bert quickly stepped forward and grabbed her. He had never seen her desperate expression at this moment, as if he was carrying the hatred of destroying the whole world. He suddenly felt helpless, and remembered what Arthur said about "out of control", and he ignored nothing:

"c, let's go back. Now! Now!"

"I have something to do." Zhen Ai's face turned cold and she lifted his hand again.

The blazing flames ran along the continuous flowing gasoline in the hall, and the tables, chairs, curtains, and carpets burned. The air instantly boiled, and the hot air was so hot that people couldn't open their eyes.

She staggered and walked towards Yan Su.

The high-density air made her breathing difficult, and she heard her voice and looked up with great difficulty.

In the shaking red heat, the girl he was thinking about was strange and cold, with a blank expression, and there was no trace of emotion in his dark eyes, coming from the surging firelight and the miserable screams of the women.

Zhen Ai said nothing and stood firm in front of him.

Facing his down-and-out but gentle eyes, her face was still empty. After a while, she gently approached, slowly hugging his thin waist like a puppet, and leaning into his arms bit by bit.

She stared at the void indifferently, and the tears came up: "Asu."

With just one sound, a trace of unspeakable pain flashed across Yan Su's fair face.

Her hand wrapped around him, her eyes were cold, and her fingers squeezed into the wound behind him: "Do you hurt?"

He trembled all over his body in pain, his eyebrows twitched violently, and the red flames made his face pale.

"ai" He groaned in pain, his voice as hoarse as gravel.

Zhen Ai snuggled in his arms, tilted his head and rubbed his jaw with the stubble on his jaw and thrust: "It's so itchy, haha." Her dark eyes were bright, reflecting the red fire in the sky, like the eyes of a vampire: "Do you know, how much I love you? How much do I believe in you?"

Yan Su tried his best to lower his head and press it against her slightly cool cheeks. Every part of his body was eager to hug her, but his arms were unable to break free from the ropes on the cross.

She put one hand on his waist, climbed up to his chest with the other hand, and tapped her fingers gently: "You hurt me so much. Do you feel your heart hurt?"

Yan Su was already severely dehydrated and could not sweat even when roasted by high temperature. But when she poked her heart, his eyes suddenly became sore and his vision became blurred: "ai, no."

"Do you know? You are my whole world." She didn't listen to him, but muttered to herself, "You are the only one in my world, you are the only one in color. Why are you so good? There are so many people in the world, only you understand me, and there are so many places in the world, only you are the light. Asu, you are my whole world, the whole world." She took a deep breath, her voice trembling, "So, if you abandon me, if you are not here, I will have nothing, nothing."

The flames were flying, and the high temperature evaporated each other's skin. Yan Su's tears flashed, and his voice was hoarse: "ai, I won't. Don't say that, you know it's not like this."

"Yes." She grabbed his blood-stained chest cruelly and shook her head stubbornly, "You are different. You can live a good life without me. Your life and the world are clean and wonderful. And I am dead and so dark. When I was with me, what were you thinking, are you thinking, ah, that girl is so pitiful, Zhen loves pity, I will save her. Do you think so?"

"ai, no, you know, you are different." He spoke hard, trying to say more, his hoarse voice tortured by pain would not allow it at all.

She still didn't listen, and opened her eyes stubbornly, and the crystal tears fell like beads, and soon roasted into steam: "You have become my salvation, and now you have thrown me down to save others. You are so good, you know I am the son of the devil, so you help the righteous cia lock me up and save the whole world. How can you be so good?"

She turned her head and buried it in his heart, tears rolling into his chest:

"I thought it was so good to be loved by you. As long as I could get your love, I would destroy everything. But you would destroy me for everything.

You know me so well, you should know how huge a burden it is for me, your brother and mother. You know, but you have hidden it from me and put these burdens on me with them.

Yan Su, how can you…”

She couldn't hide her crying and couldn't speak.

Her hands were still pressing tightly against his chest, and the bone-eroding pain in Yan Su's eyes gradually settled down, and at some point, it became dead silent.

And she stopped crying and cooled down: "You know my mood more than anyone else, so you are hateful than anyone else."

She let go of him and took a step back. Her little face was flushed red by the high temperature of the flames, full of tears, as if it had been fished out of the water, but she looked empty and unsightly.

The fire became bigger and bigger, and the world was filled with women's miserable screams. The roof of the hall suddenly shook, and the dust broke, as if the building was about to collapse.

Bert had no intention of caring about it. Seeing that Zhen Ai had finished venting, he immediately came over to pull her away. K also hurried over to report: "The SWAT team and our people are fighting on it, and the pipeline is almost at its limit. Sir, retreat quickly!"

Zhen Ai was stubborn and just looked straight at Yan Su, staring at him without blinking for a moment, as if she wanted to carve him into her bones.

Yan Su had already understood what she was going to do, and a wildfire-like fear flashed in her eyes. She struggled suddenly. The cross was shaking and the rope was tied firmly. He consumed all his strength but could not move at all.

He panicked, mourned, his eyes were red, and he was almost staring at her with his soul, word by word, with extreme sadness and helpless warning: "ai, I know what you want to do. Don't do this. Please don't! If you dare, I will never forgive you in my life."

At that moment, Zhen Ai suddenly broke free from Bert's hand, rushed over like a moth, hugging his neck tightly, and his tears filled his lips blocked his unfinished words.

The hall was swaying, and the fires soared into the sky.

The washed-up hot air wrapped the two with burning ashes and roof dust. In the heat of burning skin, the two ironed bodies were tightly pressed together.

Her breathing was ironed and she was chaotic. She pried open his lips and tongue with a domineering force, sucking and biting her hard, sucking the smell on his body, as if she could never kiss again in her life.
To be continued...