) The Kings' Convoy

I Murdered Him for Allah, But God Raised Him Up To Forgive Me!

He was the only Christian in the whole of the school, and I hated him... And we agreed on that night, we need to kill him.

The minute he came under the tree, we jumped on him. He was crying, he was screaming, he was shouting.

We broke his arm, we broke his legs, he starts to bleed. And because he started to scream and begging for help, I put my hands in his mouth so that no noise will come out of him... I felt very proud.

— Jihadist
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