But at the same time, he is also very stubborn.

His mother, sister and father all disappeared, which made him very unhappy. Lin Mo thought about it and felt that he couldn't just let it go.

This is a nightmare world.

In the nightmare world, there are always some magical things that are out of touch with reality. In this case, there must be a way to make the disappeared people reappear.

No matter what, this is what Lin Mo hopes for.

Where there is expectation, there is hope.

…

White Eagle Country, Shengquan Prefecture, Xingyan City.

Taylor has moved.

He moved into a mansion that he had never dared to dream of before.

A true luxury home.

The house covers an area of ​​over a thousand square meters and has an outdoor swimming pool, sixteen private parking spaces, an entertainment room, a billiard room and everything else you need.

Even now he was sitting on a soft leather sofa, next to two very hot young girls, and there were stacks of cash on the table.

Across the street, his good friend Marvin was discussing business with a few people.

"Your gang wants to enter our territory? Haha, you should know that not everyone can come in here. What, money? Look at our house, the big gold chains we wear, the girls here and the cash on the table. Do you think we are short of money?"

Marvin used to be a homebody.

But at this time, he, with his slicked-back hair, has turned into a real boss. Recently, people have come to him for help every day, so he has become very inflated.

"In a nutshell, it's okay if I think so. You have to keep the money and the people have to listen to me. That's the only condition," said Ma Wen.

He likes the feeling of being the boss.

As for brains, he really has them.

In just a few days, the area where they are located has become a new gathering place.

A White Eagle country-style safe zone.

The common people here don't believe that the government can protect them. Most of the time, they believe in themselves, and more importantly, they believe in strength.

And in this area, it is obviously very safe.

The butcher killed all the threatening nightmares here.

That's really fierce.

The nightmares that were lucky enough not to die were scared away, and as a result, no nightmare dared to step into this area.

The forbidden land of nightmares is the blessed land for mankind.

Naturally, ordinary people are willing to come.

Marvin had a good sense for business and started selling quotas, because only he and Taylor could communicate with the "butcher". With this opportunity, they made more money in a few days than they could have made in their entire lives.

They bought the best mansion in the area.

And cars, all the luxury items they used to want to buy.

The gang representatives who were negotiating with Marvin looked at each other, nodded, and agreed to Marvin's conditions.

They are a small gang and have just suffered a heavy blow recently. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head, so you have to admit defeat when the time is right.

"Boss Marvin, we've caused some trouble." One of the other leaders said at this time.

The butcher's terror had spread, and the other party did not dare to offend Marvin, so the truth had to be told.

"What trouble?" Marvin was most afraid of trouble. He just wanted to be with his good brother Taylor, make money happily and carefree, and then enjoy life in this doomsday world.

"We have offended the people from the Self-Help Association." The little leader was a little helpless. This was a black guy and looked like a ruthless character, but at this time he couldn't be ruthless at all.

The Self-Help Society is a recently emerged organization.

They are all ordinary people, but they are very powerful.

The members of the Self-Help Society emphasize self-improvement and do not rely on others. They are calm, mentally strong, and united. They are already a force with great potential in the nightmare world.

Even 'safe communities' have begun to be established.

Marvin had heard of it, too.

So he was a little worried.

However, he also knew that as the boss, since he had recruited these people, he had to stand up for them.

This is also the rule.

If he can't even protect his own people, who will listen to him in the future?

But Marvin felt that there was no need to take the initiative to break up with the people in the self-help association.

But if someone from the self-help group came to him, he wouldn't just sit there and do nothing.

The main reason is that the butcher will not tolerate anyone coming to cause trouble.

Even if he doesn't say anything at that time, the butcher will take action.

That’s the arrangement.

Marvin had a good plan.

Dusk is falling.

There are special people on night duty in the community. They trust each other, and as long as they are a part of the community, they know that this is their home.

Only when the community is safe can they have a place to sleep peacefully.

They even developed a duty roster to ensure there were enough armed forces to protect their community at night.

As for the nightmare world.

They never worry.

Because no nightmare dares to step into the projection area of ​​this community.

Occasionally, there would be nightmares that would be found and killed immediately by the butcher, and then their bodies would be hung up to scare other nightmares.

But the projection area tonight was very different.

Someone discovered that there were outsiders.

And there are quite a few of them.

These people were dressed almost the same, all in black clothes and black hats, standing still, and even able to blend in with the surrounding environment.

The weapons in their hands were different.

There were even quite a few nightmares.

"We are the Self-Help Society. We are here to find our enemies. Hand them over. We will not attack anyone else. But if you choose to protect those murderers, then you are the enemy of the Self-Help Society. We will use the same methods we use against our enemies to deal with all of you."

A blonde chick standing at the front yelled.

Her voice was powerful, confident and firm.

There doesn't seem to be any room for negotiation.

The Self-Help Association has been gaining a lot of momentum recently. This newly rising force has been invincible almost since its birth, sweeping away all the monsters and demons around it.

Even some powerful nightmares either fell into their hands, or were controlled by them in some unknown way and became members of the self-help association.

Marvin and Taylor also heard the sound.

They came out of the house.

Of course they had heard of the Self-Help Society. To be honest, if the Butcher hadn't been there, they would definitely not dare to provoke such a powerful force.

But now, whether to provoke or not has nothing to do with their will.

It all depends on whether the butcher mind his own business.

This time, the butcher came out.

Marvin and Taylor both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the butcher come out.

On the other side, the blonde girl drew out a rapier from her waist and turned to look at the person behind her.

These people, as well as Nightmare, were now half-kneeling on the ground.

The blonde touched the sword to their shoulders one by one.

"Our godfather said, don't be afraid of death, keep fear away from you, and stay calm at all times. Nightmares and people have weaknesses, so observe them carefully. Use it, kill it, enslave it, and you will grow up, because our godfather has given you courage. Always remember, don't believe in any God. There is no God in this world. Your destiny is only in your own hands."

The sound is contagious.

The members of the Self-Help Society seemed to be baptized at this moment, and they drew their weapons one by one.

Just when they were rushing towards the butcher, suddenly, the butcher turned his head and looked to the other side. He actually ignored those people and walked quickly towards that side.

Two figures slowly appeared on the street opposite.

A man and a woman.

The man was young, wearing a black sweater, with a brick and a large bone knife on his waist; the woman was wearing a red dress and holding a short knife in her hand.

It can be seen that the butcher is very happy.

The people from the self-help group over there also stopped. The blonde girl who was leading the group's eyes lit up when she saw the man in the black sweater.

"It's the Godfather, he is our Godfather!"

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