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"Why did you help me?

As the car left, Pedro asked Murdoch.

"Hmm... it's because I'm twisting. Or should I say my usual bad habit?"

Murdoch leans his head and returns vague answers with an ambiguous smile.

"Say it again, you seem to have woken up. That kind of guy wants to keep you alive. That's what I'm talking about."

Murdoch says with a smelly smile on the bad side.

"Will you help me when I wake up....."

Pedro couldn't understand Murdoch's words.

"Yeah, the other way around? Does it bother you to let him die...?

Murdoch speaks while driving violently.

"Ma... you've lit me up. You have now risked your life in fear. I was scratching my feet with weakness. I remembered my old self and lay it all over again. You're the old me."

Pedro didn't miss the sad look on Murdoch's face.

"Most of them are always flushed. With this point, I will step through my life's actions - yes... for example, when a hundred people say A, it is not actually possible to believe that B alone is correct and still believe that answer. I don't care if you're just a backwards fool. Moreover, if it is a high-risk act, it is even more difficult. Well, that's what I do all the time... but I was scared at first. And because I stepped through it once, it produced results and led to confidence. My life has changed."

As he spoke, Murdoch glanced at Pedro in the passenger seat.

"But be careful. The Goddess of Destiny is mean and a whore. I thought I'd been saved, so I stabbed myself in the back."

"Thank you for your advice. Ah, of course you helped me....."

"And it was just a one-time whim that helped. Next time I see you, I'll probably kill you. Don't ever see us again."

As he spoke, Murdoch parked his car.

Pedro got out of the car silently and lowered his head toward Murdoch, but Murdoch did not try to look at Pedro and left the car violently.

"I ran away... but what do I do now..."

Pedro murmured when he looked at the cloudy weather.

You just gonna run away like this?

Shortly after thinking so, Pedro shook his head violently with his hands on his face.

(No... no. I can't do that either. I just ran away because I wanted to help and I didn't want to get my hands dirty. I want to stop Vivian)

As I thought so much, I remembered the dialogue Murdoch told me. Next time I see you, I'll kill you. That would not be a threat. And if we don't get away from this, we might see each other again.

But at the same time, I remember another line Murdoch was talking about. He said he woke up.

(Should I contact the chick? That's not what happens....)

Pedro remembered and called the chick.

Phone rang at the chick's fingertips as Simon and Hayama spoke at the coffee shop in the department store.

(Pedro....)

A chick who looks at his opponent's name and is surprised.

"Mr. Pedro?

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A chick who uses his voice as a speaker and picks up the phone with his name on his mouth. The other five listen to the conversation.

"Um... I can't follow Vivian to the Immigration Revolutionary Army anymore. I made a mistake and ran away. I almost got killed."

A mixed voice of fear, excitement and preparedness echoes.

"I didn't know what to do, so I called... It's for my pathetic brother. Hahahaha....."

"It sounds serious from my voice, and I don't think I'm lying. I don't think it's an act. But it's possible they're swimming. Regardless of the phone call, you should avoid joining us at the moment. Listen to me on the phone first."

I agree.

Simon whispered and Hayama nodded.

"Along the way... the boss of Nudist School helped me. You let me go in the car. I don't know what you're going to do."

Pedro talks as if he is driving Simon's suspicion of swimming.

"No, isn't this a trap? Why would the boss of Nudist School help me there?"

"I'm too obvious, and I doubt it's a trap."

Shake says, but the moose chants.

"It's not a trap. That's what Murdoch is. Help the weak or in distress at random. Maybe it's the enemy. He was one of mine, and that's how he helped me."

Simon said with a nostalgic smile, pointing to his fingertip phone while looking at the chick, and even waved his hand down in front of his mouth to make him talk.

"It's Simon Bell from battlefield tea time. I am now in a combative relationship with the Sasamatsu Chick Man, and I am acting together. Would you like me to wash up your information? What the hell are you after? Well, there's something we know, but once we're done sorting things out, let's not cover up everything you know."

Okay...... In the form of tracking the time series, I will talk from the beginning..... "

And Pedro spake, prompted by Simon.

That was a month and a half ago.

The Immigration Revolutionary Army has been in existence for years. The name alone is courageous, but I wasn't planning to launch a revolution or terrorism in particular. In terms of numbers, I can't do such a thing. I don't have the courage either. It was just a group of people gathering to complain and argue.

At that time, they knew it in their hearts, and they didn't mean it. Immigrants remain immigrants forever. We have to get out of the existence to support the bottom of society.

And many had embraced the reality. The people who lived in tents are miserable and discriminatory, but no one has trouble eating them. Since they are Japanese on the family register, insurance also applies normally. I can send my children to school. Depending on the circumstances, immigrants may also receive life protection. Some of the second and third generations of immigrants have been successful. Assistance is received from political groups and activists seeking to use immigrants, or from NPOs whose aim is to provide pure support.

One critic bookmarked the current situation of immigrants and named it this way. The most luxurious slave in the world.

The Revolutionary Immigration Army, including Pedro, while acknowledging the status quo, did not like the way immigrants are today. Most regrettably, many of our immigrants have adapted to this environment. There are some who desert, but there is no sibling consciousness among such highly motivated hard-workers or talented people. Hurry up and get what you want.

One day, they showed up.

Nudist School, once America's strongest gang. As a result of fierce struggles over battlefield tea time and the hegemony of the American underworld, they were defeated and merged with a Chinese mafia called Soul Jelly, but it didn't work out after all. I was looking for a new business and a new territory.

"I can help you, so start a riot. Violence is the best way to move people - or silence them. Unleash the wrath of oppression. That way, the people in the immigration slums can live a better life."

Kelly Murdoch, the boss of Nudist School, said so, offering to lend huge sums of money, weapons, and even people.

But we don't have enough compatriots to start a riot. At least a hundred people want angry compatriots who are serious about rioting, Vivian thought.

So Bob Maligan, an executive at Nudist School, suggested it. Find a way to keep killing immigrants and set them on fire.

Several people, including Vivian, agreed. But some disagreed. Many were confused and said nothing. In my heart, I was afraid to speak against it, but also to speak clearly against it.

And the next day, all the opponents were injured.

Vivian again expressed his intention to agree, and all members of the Revolutionary Immigration Army followed that intention.

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