Chapter 224 "What's Wrong with Cross-Dressing?
Chapter 224 "What's Wrong with Cross-Dressing?
Normally, the definition of wrongdoing should at least contain the violation of the law, amongst which most laws include a prohibition against murder. He has killed many, and according to Puyi, he has certainly not short on evil deeds.
But he never believed he had killed a good person, nor a bad person.
Those he killed were those who deserved to be killed.
If what he was doing was clearly acting as an agent of divine retribution, how could it be called a bad thing?
As Chen Miao pondered and surveyed his surroundings, trying to gather as much information as possible, the village chief had already walked up to the second chair, in front of which sat the man as tall and rugged as a bear.
The chair appeared no more than a child's toy beneath the wide frame of this muscular man.
The hunched-over village chief stood before him, reminiscent of a primitive man facing a dinosaur.
"What bad things have you done?"
The village chief continued to ask that question.
"In my life..."
The muscular man, with a grave expression, prepared to repeat what Chen Miao had said earlier. But as he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say the following words no matter how hard he tried, as if something mysterious was choking him.
Immediately thereafter, he even began to speak uncontrollably.
"When I was young, I would often bully my classmates, taking advantage of my size. I once caused a classmate to suffer a concussion."
"I..."
This man, as towering as a bear, began to detail all the wrongs he had done since he could remember, one by one without omission. There weren't many related to murder; in fact, the majority of his misdeeds were deplorable on a moral level.
And as the muscular man continued to confess,
The machine's Sin Value was rising continuously.
It finally stopped at—
The number "1289".
Upon seeing the four digits, the muscular man's face instantly turned deathly pale, petrified in place. The body that had seemed so formidable now looked as though suddenly deflated, his eyes flickering with madness and ferocity as he turned to look at the remaining four people.
His fists were itching to move.
Noticing Chen Miao's gaze, the muscular man bellowed with a mix of anger and embarrassment, "Doesn't everyone have their own quirks? Do you dare to say you're absolutely clean? In this filthy world, stop acting so self-righteous!!"
"What's wrong with cross-dressing?"
"I just like the thrill, so what?"
"Is there a problem?"
"No, no," Chen Miao quickly shook his head and whispered, "I respect each city's culture and everyone's preferences equally. I think it's quite fine, I respect you, respect."
Meanwhile, the village chief had already moved on to the next person.
It was that young man with a rocket launcher, also belonging to the Gunman Profession.
It's worth mentioning that this young man had been wearing a white mask from the beginning and had not removed it even now. The village chief stood in front of this young man and once again asked the same question.
The young man smiled.
"There's too many to count, I killed my entire family. And why did I do that? I've forgotten."
"I remember now."
"At that time, I was already a Level 34 Supernatural. Even city governments were highly respectful towards me, wherever I went I was revered. Yet my own parents had the nerve to order me around. Don't you think they deserved to die?"
"They merely gave birth to me; why did they think I should be their servant for life, always listening to them? I don't like the feeling of being bossed around, so I killed them."
"It felt much more liberating."
"I..."
As he spoke, the young man's eyes suddenly reddened. The others seated in chairs looked towards this man with slightly bizarre expressions. Until now, they had not known just how ruthless this young fellow could be.
He had not only killed his own family.
He had also killed his wife.
The reason was simple; one day, his wife was kidnapped by a rival while out shopping for groceries, as a threat against him. He paid a hefty price to rescue his wife, then sat silently on the rooftop for a long time until he finally came to a realization.
His wife was just an ordinary person, his only weakness. If such a thing could happen once, it could certainly happen again.
And he would not allow such a thing to happen a second time, nor would he permit himself to be threatened a second time!!!
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