Vol 7 Chapter 110: Human beings are justice

The supernatural turtles did not expect that the seemingly harmless black-dressed boy to start so decisively and fiercely, he outrageously attacked Master Prince, rushed forward, drew out weapons to stop his surprise attack.
This group of Fanwu realm has not broken through, and they don’t know what the true energy is. The tortoise fighting with the strong body of the orc and the hard shell of the tortoise is the Bredrow opponent who has broken through the innate realm. The exquisite to the extreme hit the dog stick to crawl all over the floor.
The hard shell of the tortoise is resistant to general attacks and can even block bullets, but the infuriating spirit attached to Bradero’s club easily ignores this layer of armor and transmits its strength into the shell, in the inner cavity. It shook back and forth in the middle, and the viscera of the turtles were about to fall apart.
Master Sprint's spiritual cultivation is very high, but his physical strength and strength are not even as good as the tortoises. Seeing that the lovers are beaten by Bradrow's move to the world without a dog, they can't get up on the ground and want to move forward. He rescued him, but was also knocked to the ground by a beating dog, and fainted like a rat on all fours.
April was stunned. She never expected that she had been punished by the devil, and led the wolf into the house, causing all her friends to suffer.
Hearing what the little devil said before meant that she was going to hang up the turtles to let the blood flow on the spot, and slaughtered them directly to collect the experimental samples, her heart would be cold.
"Bradero, you lied to me, I will never allow you to hurt my friend!"
The female reporter rushed up frantically with tears in her eyes. She had also practiced karate. Although she knew that a female stream could not be the opponent of the little devil, she did her best to prevent the tragedy from happening.
A fierce light flashed in Bredlow's eyes, and there was no feeling of pity and cherishment in the slightest. He jumped up and hit the dog's head with another trick, knocking the poor girl out.
The nest of the tortoises that was still happy just now, and in a blink of an eye, a "corpse all over the field" was destroyed. The tortoises smashed their well-arranged warm home, and fell on the wreckage of furniture in various twisted positions. After fainting, the big mouse lay on the ground on the ground for unknown reasons, and the delicate girl lay down and panted slightly under the feet of the black-dressed teenager.
And the assailant in the black dress did not even have a trace of dust on his body, while gracefully playing with the blood-stained staff of civilization, he scanned the mess he had created, and let out a penetrating sneer, laughter. Echoes in the dark underground tunnel, the echo can't be subdued for a long time
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"Huo Huo..."
Apple vaguely heard the harsh sound, she slowly opened her eyes, her sight gradually became clear, and she saw a small man in a black dress squatting in front of her under the dim light, holding a shining hand in her hand. The sushi knife is grinding a sharp blade on a whetstone.
"Yeah--!"
The female reporter screamed in horror, this seemed like a nightmare, and her mind was blank for a moment.
"Stop screaming, no one will save you if you break your throat." The little knife sharpener said coldly, "Because the group of tortoises that can save you has been swept away by me."
Only then did April find that she was with a rope around her arms, and her whole person was hung from the ceiling. She had been kidnapped by Schrader and his evil men countless times, and she had experienced countless similar bindings. play, but this time it was the most desperate.
Because she saw that four of the turtles were also with tortoise shells in a posture to be slaughtered, they were also hung beside her, Master Sprint was not spared, and the family of the turtles was in order. , Were all hung up by Bradro.
There is a whetstone in front of Bradro, and next to the whetstone are all kinds of kitchen knives neatly arranged. These knives are collected from the kitchen of the turtle’s nest. Bradro dislikes that these knives are not sharp enough. So I got a whetstone for grinding.
The little demon seemed too lazy to tie the tortoises back to the laboratory, and wanted to slice them on the spot in the tortoise's lair to collect samples of experimental animal blood and organs.
The four magical turtles and Master Prince had just been beaten, and they were dying with bruises and bruises. Although they were about to perform dismemberment operations when they saw the murderer, they were silent and silent, and they didn't even have the strength to scold them. Up.
Bradro still showed mercy to April's subordinates, his strength control was very exquisite, knocked her out but didn't hurt her, her condition was the best among the victims on the scene, and she still had room to struggle.
"Bradero, what do you want to do, are you going to kill us?" April said in horror: "You can't do this, killing... it's illegal to kill. You will become a murderer for that. wanted!"
"Miss reporter, please rest assured."
Bredrow sharpened his knife leisurely without raising his head and said: "I won't kill you. I just want to keep you from making trouble. But killing four small turtles and a big mouse is not illegal at all. The members of the small animal protection organization who had slaughtered them, at most, had eaten up, came and scolded me."
"No, you can't kill them either!"
April said angrily: "The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Master Prince are partners of justice and heroes who have frustrated the evil alien Krone’s conspiracy to invade the earth for countless times. They have paid too much for the peace of the earth. Bleeding through the blood, making a contribution!"
"So what? No matter how good they do, human beings don't appreciate it."
Bredlow shrugged and said: "The Hope Country has no legislation that does not allow the slaughter of intelligent animals. The law does not prohibit it. I do not have to bear any responsibility for killing them. Isn't it ironic? They desperately protect humans, but humans disdain legislation protecting them ."
"But... But, you know it's so evil! Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"
April was refuted almost speechless, but in order to save the lives of friends, she argued: "You are so young, you seem to be thirteen or fourteen, so cold, depraved and cruel, just for collecting experiments. The sample will kill Zhongliang, and he will go to in the future!"
"I've been to hell. To tell the truth, I think it's not bad. The environment is free. I can do whatever I want. The demons speak very well. I really like it. As for the distinction between justice and evil, a Rui with intelligence comparable to a The wise man once told me that justice and evil are not the basic laws of the universe like the mass-energy equation. Both are false concepts fabricated by humans. What is conducive to human development is defined as justice, and what is not conducive to human development is defined. For evil."
Bradlow grinned sullenly: "This sounds a bit anthropological, but the reality is like this. Animals that are good for people are good, and animals that are harmful to people are evil. Then if you kill five that are good for people If animals are more beneficial to human development, is the act of killing them good or evil?"
Speaking of this, Bredro also sharpened his knife. He brought the sharp knife to Master Princeton, and gestured on his neck: "The reason for the existence of laboratory animals is not to sacrifice for human development. The monkeys and mice who died in the aerospace industry and medical research redress their grievances. Please sacrifice for mankind honorably. Lovely intelligent animals, your death can bring up tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people. You love humans and have extraordinary skills. Intelligent animals, so your sacrifice is very worthwhile, and my behavior is undoubtedly just, ah ha ha... Maybe I will go to heaven because of this, but I don’t like the place where there are restrictions on ghosts in heaven. This It’s a kind of retribution.