'It turns out that I have always been the enemy's minions'. The bald uncle in a black uniform in the public living room covered with glass shoddy moved a chair and sat quietly in front of the window. Looking at the cracked public building opposite, his eyes were a little unconscious. He held a pistol in his hand. Although the armband with the word "green shadow" had been removed, the middle-aged man could not remove the seal on the pistol. He was tranced and was on the bed in the bedroom. He had just drunk some wine and had a piece of sleep-aided medicine. His wife fell asleep deeply and said that as long as she woke up, the family would return to the same way as before. There was no storm. Life could continue to move on, can she really go on?

The man slowly picked up the pistol, put the security down, stuffed the muzzle into his mouth, his arms trembled, his eyes quickly turned red, and his breathing was a little uncomfortable because of the clogged nostrils. He tried hard to put the pistol behind his teeth, and closed his eyes tightly, but the finger could not pull the pistol at all, the man pulled out the pistol, leaned forward and fucked, hugged his head and sobbed a few times, Mingming, he was still loved half a day ago. "Guide to Deacon Mingming, at this time yesterday, he also brought a few young people to help the old man move some heavy objects, organized a pretty good doctrine. Everything suddenly changed. He didn't know what, everything changed. The terrible roar suddenly appeared at night;

Thunder; it seemed that there was a fierce battle, but he could not remember that the three people ran, and suddenly rose up in the air, crowded with people, and then when he realized that he was already hugging his wife, and with so many clear skys, he suddenly understood what the city had been controlled by alien forces before; the Qingying Cult is the enemy's surveillance, the tools to control the city. The man tear opens the work logs he usually does, and looks at the neat records of several jobs he needs to do, one by one to see if there are any strange things in the surrounding environment, regularly counting whether there are any strange faces in the area, and sending care and condolences to those uneasy people. In fact, it is all...

Monitoring, monitoring, all are monitoring!

The familiar and gentle faces around him were suddenly full of hostility; these old men who kept sending care avoided themselves like avoiding snakes. A young man threw stones on his face, but the man felt no pain. He lowered his head to avoid it, hugged his wife tightly, and walked towards his remaining home. What else could he have to do?

The bald man sitting on the chair straightened his body, slowly wiped the barrel of the pistol with the corner of his clothes, and handed it to the mouth again. Although it was indecent to end his own way in this way, he could not think of any other way. Even if he jumped out of the window, he didn't want to stand in this somewhat dazzling sunshine anymore, and faced those strange eyes. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from afar. The bald man lowered his ears and listened, and several pictures appeared in his mind. These pictures had many things in common, such as in the afternoon, in the spacious meeting.

In the conference room, the young man named Zhou, who was sitting in the main seat, was familiar with them and preaching what was obviously not in the teachings, and he was deeply impressed by Zhou, not only because of the other party's flying speed of being promoted; most importantly, the young man seemed to have a strange ability, and kept saying something outrageous about it, but when he savored it carefully, he felt that it made sense. Every time he held a meeting with this guy, he always felt that he was energetic. Why did he hear his noise?

Is he nearby?

The bald man turned his head and looked around. His eyes were a little confused and his home was empty, and there was no figure. Zhou's voice seemed to be "Everyone is waiting" directly from the window.

Zhou Rushi said, his voice a little low, "Sorry, I deceived you all before, I was actually an undercover agent from outside, and was ordered to lurk in this city from the human camp, collect information here, and then help formulate a combat plan. "I am facing you now, just like when you face other people in this city now. "In a sense, I also betrayed the Qingying Cult. "Yes, the Qingying Cult is an organization that is used to monitor humans and control society. The deacons at level 4 or above are all humans disguised as alien enemies. "The human camp has mastered the power of alien enemies. On the premise that I deliberately operated and knew this information in advance, I accepted their transformation, making them mistakenly think that I became their partner. "So I soon became a senior deacon... Many of you should have discussed me, right?"

The bald man heard the emotions contained in Zhou's voice. Did this guy want to encourage them?

I have to say that young people are naive, and this guy is a standard idealist. The bald man sighed softly, put his pistol on his thigh, rubbing his fingers against its lines. Because it took too long, the handle of the pistol had more temperature. How else could he inspire people? The bald man thought of the voice and said, "To be honest, when I made this plan, I had considered how to persuade you. "I have been in the Qingying Cultivation Group for several months, and I have a full understanding of the style of the Cultivation Group, and it is true..."

Zhou Huafeng changed, "A small part of you who stand here is a scumbag who uses privilege to be powerful and blessed. We will do a unified liquidation later. We also hope that these people can take the initiative to stand up and accept the trial of the people who were oppressed by you before. But most people actually do not regard themselves as the privileged class. Among you, 95% are first-class members, and 75% have their own jobs. In the process of doing their own jobs, they also act as psychological mentors, helping colleagues and classmates around you, and relieving the pressure brought by the threat of doomsday. Why do you have to be depressed now?

"Yes, you have become aliens without knowing it, and you have a heart for this." Then why don't you think about it the other way around you, in a city ruled by aliens, use your body temperature to warm the people around you without knowing it. Isn't this worth being proud of?

"Those friends who have never used their identity as a sect to bully others, you should hold your head up and get everyone's recognition and affirmation." Those who just secretly enjoy the identity of the Qingying Cultivation and think this is a sense of superiority, and can also forgive their own little happiness. That is just a psychological state that a normal person will have. "I am an orphan. I grew up in the welfare dean. I know too much about this state of strength in one day. But I believe that most of the people present are you who have no malice towards the world and no hostility towards others. "Who is the enemy?

“Yes, this is clear, it’s a bully, an oppressor!

"We have a lot to do. "This city is in a mess. The battle last night only saved 90% of the population, and many of the relatives and friends of many people were separated... When you build this place and settle your family, you can look outside and look at places where they are still fighting with alien forces. "The human camp urgently needs more light." This city urgently needs your strength, you are all young and strong, you are familiar with everyone in these areas, you have the ability to continue to take good care of these people and rebuild this city. "What I say now can be heard in the whole city. I am not only saying it to you, but also saying that the people who survived this city "We can change the name of the church group, we can tear off the teachings and rewrite them, and we can even directly disband this organization to let everyone return to ordinary life. These can be discussed. "In addition to the road to darkness, people will not reach the light. "We have walked out of this darkness now."

"Oh, light"

The bald man sighed softly, his tight shoulders slowly loosened, but he still held the pistol and did not shake anymore, his eyes were no longer wet. He looked up at the brighter sunlight outside the window, and pointed his muzzle at the temple.

The wife who was sleeping in the bedroom trembled slightly, but the alcohol and medicine made her unable to open her eyelids for a while and continued to fall asleep in a drowsy manner. She may have just been a moment. Zhou's figure appeared by the window and walked in with the glass scraps. Looking at the figures on the chair, he had just heard the gunshots and several figures slowly walked out of the wall. However, the Taoist who moved the mountain used the method of the earth and brought Li Zhiyong and others to follow him. A shiny blue light flashed, and a circle of orange-red flames lit up. Bing and Yue appeared together. They looked at the bald man's body and looked at Zhou again. They could see Zhou's expression changed several times, and then they stood in the glass scraps by the window for a long time and asked Yue Wushuang: "Are you afraid of being liquidated?"

"He is a very gentle uncle"

Zhou whispered, walked to the corpse, looked down at the remaining smile on the latter's face, and explained in a low voice, "I have had a few meetings with him and I have also investigated secretly. He is a third-level deacon that everyone recognizes. He is Zhang Haitang, and I remember it's this name."

Ling'er whispered slightly, "That should be a good person."

"Why can't you think too much?" He picked up his arms and frowned, "Isn't what the squad leader said just now?

I was just deceived, and as long as I had never done anything to bully others, I would not be liquidated...

If you want to say something else, but Li Zhiyong's gesture stopped him and looked at Li Zhiyong with some confusion. However, he saw Li Zhiyong shook his head slightly and shaking his Adam's apple shaking up and down, but he couldn't make any sound. He slowly raised his head, looking at the traces of the hook on the ceiling, and his tongue pushed the muscles beside his mouth. "Where is King Qingyuan?" Zhou asked, "Be prepared for trial," Yue responded, and then hurriedly said, "Don't do anything randomly, King Qingyuan still has a lot of important information, you Bing said, "Come with me."

She scratched her bare hands, and there was a talisman seal of ice and snow star on the wall. A stream of immortal power wrapped around Zhou and took him back to the front line of the Yue Dog Eye: "You two don't want to make trouble!"

"Instructor," Li Zhiyong suddenly spoke, "If possible, please help this uncle hand a message in the underworld."

",OK"

Yue turned her head and looked at the bald man sitting in a chair, lowered her head and sighed, quickly jumped out of the window, hid her figure and rushed towards the front camp, the front camp where the tiger god general was in charge, a white cloud fell in front of the dungeon guarded by three old fairies. Bing bowed forward and saluted her, and said something to the three seniors. It could be seen that the latter was a little embarrassed, but he nodded and responded, opened a corner of the formation, put Bing and Zhou Renou's Qingyuan King was sitting on an iron chair at this moment, with an angry face, and his whole body was shining with golden patterns. Bing said softly: "Leave him for life and interrogate"

",I know"

Zhou Xunyin responded hoarsely, and slowly walked forward, he looked up at Zhou, full of mania, and growled with expressionless face. He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and simply put down the shirt that had just been put on for a while. His muscles were swelling, and the golden wheel behind him showed the Qingyuan King Yi, cursing: "I will be plotted against by you, the reincarnated immortal of the Thunder Tribe! You!"

King Qingyuan's voice suddenly paused. Zhou's left arm strangled King Qingyuan's slender neck, dragged the "people" and chair directly to the corner of the dungeon, and pushed the other party to the ground with force. He held the fairy treasure shield in his hand. King Qingyuan opened his mouth and let out an angry lion roar. Zhou held it on the edge of the shield with both hands, held it high, and finally had a hint of expression, and this expression was just!

!

The golden light flashed and his body leaned back, but he forced himself to stabilize it, holding his shield toward King Qingyuan's chin!

Bing frowned gently, turned around with his hands behind his back, and did not look at the next scene. Bing heard swear words in Zhou for the first time. Fairy Bing, who had always been disgusted with swear words, for some reason, did not feel disgusted. Just take him back to the East China Sea as soon as possible. Don't let him be stimulated again. Bing planned like this...

That day, Zhou stayed in the dungeon for six hours without asking a word

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walked on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.

The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.
Chapter completed!