Terror broadcast

The masked man looked at the empty hall with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He had been preaching here for several years and finally won over a group of believers. In fact, there are many, many such believer organizations all over the country. However, looking at the entire world, compared with foreign countries, China’s Satanism really has no sense of existence.

On the one hand, this is because Chinese traditional culture is very different from Western traditional culture, and the degree of identification with Satan is inherently different. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the church itself has not done anything. If things have a sense of existence, if they don't have a sense of existence, they won't attract the attention of the higher authorities. If the higher authorities don't pay attention, they won't suppress you. If they don't suppress you, you will have no cohesion. Without cohesion, you will have no sense of stimulation, excitement, and organization. It cannot grow stronger.

This seems like a paradox, but in fact it is real. A certain religious organization that is crazily active in Iraq and Syria has almost conquered an area the size of a small country. Even in the face of joint suppression by various countries, it still continues. Hold on. On the one hand, there are dirty political deals and compromises between big countries. On the other hand, many young people with empty hearts around the world regard them as their idols. They go there from all over the world every year to actively participate in that event. There are countless young people organizing themselves to serve as soldiers.

TV news often reports that a certain extremist organization claimed responsibility for a certain terrorist attack. This is also the reason. This is tantamount to advertising for oneself and giving oneself a sense of existence. Without a sense of existence, there will be no cohesion within the organization. ?

"Let the blood in the train station tomorrow ignite the influence of Satanism around the world. Satan is the only god who can lead mankind to freedom."

The masked man knelt down respectfully and worshiped the sculpture in front of him.

………………

Xie Zhen and Su Bai were still walking on the field ridge.

While walking, Xie Zhen's cell phone rang.

Xie Zhen answered the phone and then hung up.

"The train will come tomorrow afternoon or evening." Jie Zhen looked at Su Bai and shook the cigarette ashes in his hand.

"Did your boss inform you?" Su Bai smiled, "Is he still in Shanghai?"

"We've probably arrived in Dandong by now," Xie Zhen Cui said. "As for whether we will cross the Yalu River in a heroic manner, I don't know."

"You even make fun of your boss."

"Haha, although he is far away from here, he still sensed the arrival of that one. He said that he expected to be inseparable tomorrow afternoon or evening."

"Then it will be fun. Although high-level audiences are rare, there are many in the world. It seems that I can't hide this matter."

"I couldn't hide it, and there will also be listeners from the West coming to Shanghai." Xie Zhen broke the news.

"Why are they here to join in the fun?"

"Because the strong men from the East and the West were all arranged by the radio to leave by high-speed train in Shanghai." Xie Zhen explained, "So, you understand why I am so unsure. Tomorrow, at the train station, that The water is really too deep.”

Su Bai nodded, "Furthermore, when Western veterans come to Eastern territory, they will instinctively stick together. But because we are our home court, we feel that we have a psychological advantage, but it is not easy to integrate together." Su Bai said.

"These are all secondary. Westerners are actually very cautious. Because of the lychee incident in the past, and there is a certain chance that lychee will come back this time, they are very cautious. I estimate that they should arrive collectively on the plane at noon tomorrow. Come to Shanghai, and in Shanghai before, there was only one angel who was responsible for checking out the situation and getting to the bottom of it."

"That birdman who calls himself the Earl?"

"Haha, yes, that's the guy you beat." Xie Zhen stretched, "When you beat him, the energy fluctuation caused attracted the attention of many people in Shanghai."

"Do they want me to kill the birdman directly?" Su Bai asked.

"Too bad you didn't."

"I'm not stupid."

"Haha." Jie Zhen smiled and said nothing.

"It's getting dark, so I won't let you have dinner. Tell me what's going on. Don't tell me that you came here specially to accompany me on the road."

"What if I really just came here to find you?"

"Then we'd better not meet each other again, really."

"I came here to ask you a favor."

"Is it about the train station? I'm sorry, I can't promise you anything. Even if I promise, you won't believe it."

"No, in fact it's not about the train station, but I know that you have a friend who is good at formations, and your physique happens to help me and him break through that formation."

"Can you be more specific?"

“My boss’s house in Shanghai has a basement.”

Hearing this, Su Bai's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile: "Actually, I would rather hear that you and your boss are pure subordinates, bosses, good friends, or gay friends, a positive relationship, instead of you taking advantage of your boss. The shady plot of preparing to pry into his lair while running away."

"He keeps his natural weapon sealed in the basement. Except when he takes it out before entering the story world, he doesn't usually bring it with him. There may even be a clone of him sealed in the basement."

"so what?"

"I think the really interesting thing is to send my boss to that place." Xie Zhen threw the cigarette butt on the ground at this time, stretched out his foot and stepped on it, "release his clone and stimulate his natural weapon. If he becomes active in the real world, then the strength that he has been suppressing and sealing will definitely not be able to continue to be suppressed. Once the broadcast has firmly sensed his true realm and level, then he will not be able to escape that This place is no longer possible.”

"I'm curious, what's the purpose of doing this?" Su Bai and Xie Zhen had already arrived at the door of Lao Fang's house. Xie Zhen drove over in a car, and the car was parked outside the big iron gate of Lao Fang's house.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Listen to the lies first."

"Well, he and I had some differences on the development of our game company, and I wanted him to leave and go to that place."

"What's the truth?"

"The truth is that what I just said is false." Xie Zhen pursed his lips, "You just need to know that I have enough and suitable remuneration for you two."

"make a deal."

"make a deal."

………………

When Su Bai returned to the living room, the fat man must have just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He was wiping his head with a towel and asked, "Who is here?"

"Excuse me."

"Oh, are you here to form a gang again?"

Su Bai shook his head, "No, I plan to ask us to help with something."

Su Bai told the fat man Xie Zhen's request.

"It sounds quite tempting." The fat man obviously regained his true self at this time. "He can trick a high-level audience and get paid for it. In addition, there is a chance to fish in troubled waters in the basement, killing three birds with one stone."

"Aren't you curious about his real purpose? Anyway, it's always weird to trick a boss who seems to have a good relationship with you out of nowhere, right?"

"Are you curious?"

"Not curious."

"That's it, I can figure out everything in this world." After the fat man said this, he suddenly patted his chest, "Damn it, Fatty, I can actually say this." Philosophical words to come.”

"Go to bed early. The train will be pulling into the station tomorrow afternoon or evening."

"Well, you should also go to bed early."

After saying good night to the fat man, Su Bai also went into the bathroom and took a shower. When he came out, he found that the little guy was already awake, but he had been taken back to the bedroom by Jixiang and was sitting on the bed reading a fairy tale booklet.

Seeing a book like this, Su Bai suddenly frowned and immediately walked over and picked up the fairy tale book from the little guy's hand.

It's a book of fairy tales with a cover image,

Not the one the zombie boy was holding.

The little guy looked at Su Bai without knowing why, then he suddenly smiled and snuggled up to Su Bai. It seemed that he thought Su Bai was going to tell him a story from the fairy tale book.

The little guy understands human speech. This is something Su Bai has known for a long time. He seems to understand human speech from the first day he was born, and he never wets the bed. Every time he wants to pee or huh, he , they would make a sound to call Su Bai or Jixiang to take him to the bathroom.

So sometimes Su Bai himself felt that this son was really easy to raise, no, he was simply too easy to raise.

Holding his son in his arms, Su Bai took the storybook and began to tell the little guy a story.

As they talked, the night gradually deepened, and the little guy fell asleep again. He didn't know whether it was because he was already dozed off or because Su Bai's talk was too boring and he didn't want to ruin his father's enthusiasm. So I just pretended to sleep.

After putting the little guy on the bed and covering him with a quilt, Su Bai planned to take a rest. However, just when Su Bai lay down, Ji Xiang suddenly jumped onto the bed with the painting in his mouth.

The painting was still glowing slightly with a blue light;

"Boom!"

Su Bai kicked Ji Xiang under the bed, and the painting rolled to the side. The light that had just risen slowly disappeared at this time.

Jixiang, who fell under the bed, looked confused. He didn't seem to realize that this guy dared to kick him so directly. After a while, Jixiang floated up angrily, only to see that this hateful guy on the bed was already hugging his son and starting to Fell asleep.

"Meow……"

Jixiang made a very small and frustrated cry, turned his head and looked at the painting that fell on the ground. Jixiang slowly fell down and took the painting in his mouth again. When he left the bedroom, he stood Beside the door, Jixiang looked back at the person lying on the bed.

There was a hint of understanding in the cat's eyes,

If what you see in this painting is destined to happen in the future,

Whether to look or not to look,

What is the difference and significance?