Chapter 723 Feeding the Devil with Oneself, Despair and Relief

The man's smile was somewhat hideous, and the scratches on his face revealed a gloomy look under the weak moonlight.

He Assad stayed here and did not leave.

He did not call for help, he just waited here quietly.

He had just seen the message he sent through his mobile phone, which had been followed by countless people on the Internet.

It has become a hot message in the world.

His own account has increased from a few hundred followers to millions in just ten minutes, and the growth rate of followers has not slowed down.

He saw the vehicles and outlines in the distance and knew that the group of demons was back.

He guessed right.

The group of demons found him as a survivor on the Internet, and there was evidence posted on the Internet, so they would definitely come back to clean it up.

Looking at the approaching vehicles, he was not afraid at all.

He turned around and endured the pain and crawled to a place, which was a rock crevice he had found before.

He turned on the phone, entered the Blue Star Chat, started the live broadcast, and then put the phone into the crevice.

He crawled back to the side of the scrapped vehicle and sat limply on the ground.

Just over ten seconds later, two armored vehicles from the Lighthouse Country drove out of the kilometer and drove straight to the side of the scrapped vehicle.

David jumped out of the car first, and then yelled: "Hurry up and find that damn guy. He dared to post what just happened on the Internet, causing me to be scolded by the boss."

The other ten people immediately ran down and began to look around.

David walked towards the scrapped car.

"Fuck, if I find that guy, I will definitely peel his skin and pull his tendons, and give him dozens of bullets."

At this time, a soldier ran behind the scrapped car and immediately saw the survivor sitting on the ground.

"Company commander, the person is found, here."

The soldier immediately raised his gun and aimed at the survivor, shouting.

David and others immediately came over.

Seeing that the man was sitting on the ground, with a lot of blood flowing out of the wound on his leg, he immediately cursed: "Damn country bumpkin, it's all because of you that I was scolded by the boss."

While cursing, he kicked him heavily several times.

"You were lucky that we didn't die together just now. You should have lived well."

"You lowly rubbish!"

David crushed the wound on his leg with his foot.

"Ah, you people from the Lighthouse Country, you really deserve to die. You are not soldiers at all. You are robbers, bandits, and you are a group of terrorists."

"Haha, we are God here! Your life and fate are dominated by our Lighthouse Country. Your country is the same. The whole world must accept the domination of our Lighthouse Country."

"You will not die well. You will get retribution sooner or later." Assad, who was kicked to the ground, roared.

"Retribution? Hahaha, we never believe in this. Our country has planned so many coups and attacks in so many places around the world. When will there be retribution? I have participated in many incidents, but I am living well now. I am transporting oil here every day, and I can get 100,000 US dollars."

"You lowly people, you have these resources without compensation."

David became more and more excited as he spoke, and at the same time he felt the pleasure of torturing people.

He had been on several missions. On the one hand, making money made him excited, and on the other hand, torturing and bullying these weak people made him extremely excited.

He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Assad's limbs.

"How painful it is for people like you to live. Look at how weak this country is. What's the point of living."

David said and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Four gunshots, Assad's limbs were directly hit with four blood holes, and blood flowed out.

"Kill me, you will get retribution!"

The severe pain made Assad shout out, and at the same time, there was relief from the impending death in his voice, and some joy was also included.

"Since you ask so, then I will fulfill your wish!"

David waved his hand, and the soldier on the side immediately handed over a rifle.

At this moment, the Internet was completely boiling.

Countless people saw Assad's live broadcast room.

The picture in his live broadcast room clearly recorded everything that had just happened.

Everything was very clear and complete when two armored vehicles drove over from the Lighthouse Country.

The angle and picture of the whole shooting were carefully calculated.

And David's face and what he said were heard clearly by people all over the world.

[Fuck, I saw the driving video and photos posted by the blogger before, and I thought it was staged or fake. ]

[How could it be fake? This is real, without any special effects or PS traces. ]

[Is the army of the Lighthouse Country so evil? They regard human life as worthless. ]

[Is this the so-called democracy? ]

[Oh my god, what did he just say? Is there something wrong with my ears? ]

[He just said that their Lighthouse Country has carried out many national coups and terrorist attacks, and he has personally participated in many of them. ]

[The Lighthouse Country must give an explanation to the people all over the world. ]

Just when the Internet was boiling, Wycliffe, the head of the Lighthouse Country garrison base dozens of kilometers away, also saw this live broadcast.

His eyelids twitched, and he knew that the matter had become a big deal.

After so many years in the Lighthouse Country, the face they have maintained on the surface is about to be lost.

He immediately called David, hoping that he would not report any information.

The satellite phone was ringing, and the beeping sound kept coming.

At this time, he saw David got the soldier's rifle, and immediately shouted angrily: "Damn it, answer the phone quickly, go and don't shoot anymore."

But his prayers were useless. David in the picture had already pointed the rifle at Assad.

David showed a cruel expression: "I said before that I would reward you with dozens of bullets, and I will never break my promise."

After saying that, he pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

A series of not simple gunshots came until the entire magazine was used up.

Looking at Assad, who had become a hornet's nest in front of him, David threw the rifle in his hand to the soldier next to him.

Then David took off his pants and urinated on the muddy human body.

The other soldiers also gathered around at this moment, happily urinating.

One by one, they laughed continuously, and some people whistled proudly.

"NO!"

Wycliffe in the base roared his last roar.

He knew in his heart that these people were dead, and the country could not save them.

Because the impact of this incident was too great, this time it was live broadcast, and so many people around the world were watching.

He glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and it had reached 140 million people watching online.

This was only seven or eight minutes long.