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The ninety-sixth chapter goes far away

The guards on both sides of the little shoe shiner were unmoved, and his powerful claws were strongly clamping his arms.
Although they are performing their duties, the excited masses outside the shooting range do not care about this.
The young people among them have even begun to use their limbs to raid the guardrails made of guards.
Sitting on the high platform, the police chief who was supervising the execution today, saw that there was a large-scale conflict, and walked off the stage with his plump belly. He said to the guard beside the little shoe shiner, "For the sake of God, I'll just rub it with him."
Hearing the order from his superiors, the two guards let go of the little shoe shiner.
The little shoe shiner who had temporarily gained freedom thought about running away, but instead knelt on one knee and used the sleeves of the new clothes he had worn for the first time in his life to wipe away Doug's leather shoes.
The hazy sky finally began to drip raindrops.
I don’t know if it was the light of the spotlight or the lightning flashed across the sky, but the camera’s shutter snapped and frozen this moment.
"Get up." Doug helped the little shoe shiner up and tidy up his clothes. "This new set of clothes is dirty."
"Boss!" the little shoe shiner suddenly shouted.
"Hmm?" Doug asked, looking at the little shoe shiner's eyes, looking at the child who had been half a head tall since entering the detention center, who had been full every day.
"Boss! Can I go to heaven?" asked the little shoe shiner.
"Yes! Of course, you can! A kind person like you has suffered so much in this world. You will definitely get God's permission to enter heaven!"
Seeing that the people around him were no longer reacting fiercely, the police officer looked at him and the little shoe shiner was detained again.
Two pairs of powerful hands trapped him on the pillar with a rope.
The heavier and heavier rain made his mind cool.
On the mud, streams that are visible to the naked eye gradually gathered.
The heavy rain like a rain curtain makes people unable to open their eyes.
"I want to live..."
"Bang!"
The sound of gunfire penetrated the rain and fell into the ears of everyone in the distance.
No one could hear the last whisper of the little shoe shiner.
The little shoe shiner's mother reopened the crowd like crazy and untied the rope trapped on the little shoe shiner.
It seems that my son, who was still alive yesterday, is already cold to buy at this moment.
"Where do you want to bury him?" Doug walked over with a black umbrella, blocked the rain, and asked with his head down.
"Sea burial. We are Irish, America, America, not our hometown." The mother of the little shoe shiner raised her head and replied.
"good."
Seabirds fly in the wet sky.
Doug held an umbrella and walked behind them.
In front of him, a carriage was driving, and above it was a wooden coffin, and a little shoe polisher lay in the coffin.
The more you go ahead, the muddy the horse's hooves will be trapped in the mud on the beach.
The little shoe shiner's mother and his brothers and sisters removed him and the coffin from the carriage.
Taking advantage of the ebb and work together to push it into the sea.
Doug looked at the coffin gradually drifting away, approaching the gray horizon infinitely.
He said, "Go away."
Although New Haven dies every day, there are not many deaths that can make New Haven citizens care about.
Human society seems to be moving forward in the cycle of death and rebirth.
Blair returned to the printing and dyeing factory to wash photos and write articles, and strive to publish them tonight, and report everything today in the Times that will be sold tomorrow.
Above the sea.
The wooden coffin that drifts with the flow is swaying with the waves.
No purpose, no direction.
Just floated, floating like this.
Gradually, it floated on the route where the ship was sailing.
A middle-aged man standing on the deck, leaning against the mast, usually wearing rum, found the small coffin, and shouted loudly, "Hey! Hey! Look! There is something there!"
Unfortunately, his shouting did not attract many people's attention. Because in this damn cold weather, he was the only one on the crew deck.
"I! I want you to catch that thing!"
The middle-aged man with a big belly who seemed to be drunk and pulled a crew member and said.
The crew looked innocent, did not struggle, did not take on work, and did not move at all.
Because he knew that he could not provoke the master in front of him, and at the same time, he could only obey the orders of his superiors on this ship.
The middle-aged man pulled him a few times and found that he had no movement, so he shouted loudly, "Big mate! Captain! Take that thing up for me!"
The second mate standing on the deck heard the middle-aged man calling out the captain and the first mate, and hurried over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Catch that thing up for me!"
The second deputy looked over there, saw clearly what was floating, and said in embarrassment, "Your Excellency, that's the coffin."
"I don't care about the coffin! Just fish it for me! Don't you just want money? How about it? Is that enough?" the middle-aged man reached into his pocket and took out a few gold coins and said.
"Enough! Enough! We can catch it for you to see! But if it is rotten inside, you will immediately throw it into the sea. Otherwise... if we get the plague, we will not be able to survive." The second deputy got the money. Although he was very happy, he still said very cautiously.
"I know, I know, go and catch it." The middle-aged businessman said with an impatient look on his face.
The second mate immediately put down a small boat, sent several crew members to row over and fish the coffin.
When the second pair was transported back, they were still a little worried and asked them to open it down there and said it was not rotten, so they pulled it up with a rope.
The middle-aged man was drinking rum while walking around the open coffin, "Help me call the doctor on the boat, I think he is still alive."
As long as you have money, the doctor will come quickly.
The group of doctors with tradition of stealing dead bodies will not be disgusted with things suspected of human corpses.
Although they would not use several skulls to make necklaces as exaggeratedly as ancient witch doctors, it is still normal to leave a piece of finger bone as a pendant.
The doctor on board performed a physical examination on the person in the coffin.
"Not dead." He took out a silver coin from the chest of the man lying in the coffin.
The silver coin has deformed and there is a large crater in the middle.
"He must have been shot, but some people thought he was dead." The doctor in Suichuan analyzed, "He is having a fever, do you want to treat him?"
"You want!" said the drunk middle-aged man.
He threw a gold coin and said, "You must cure him for me!"
"Yes! I will definitely cure him!" said the doctor.
Chapter completed!
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