Chapter 57
Is the Pope manipulating his followers into puppets?
Wen Xin, who knew the real situation, only felt absurd and funny.
If the little fox had such evil intentions, why would he make himself so frustrated and unhappy?
But Wen Xin noticed the subtle hesitation in Tang Qi's words.
After a pause, he did not deny it directly, and asked: "Do you agree with their point of view?"
Tang Qi's eyelids twitched, and a look of panic flashed across his face.
He turned his eyes away to hide it, but Wen Xin kept staring at him, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly.
"To be honest, I have come into close contact with them. They are a group of extremist and dangerous people. Most of them are mentally ill."
Tang Qi said solemnly: "But some of the things they said really made me agree."
Wen Xin frowned and asked, "What?"
Tang Qi looked around carefully.
Perhaps he felt that this was not the place to talk, so he pointed to the open door behind him and said, "Let's talk inside."
Wen Xin followed Tang Qi into the house.
He immediately noticed the food on the table in the living room, which was still steaming from it, and a few cold dishes from takeout that had not been opened yet.
It seemed that Tang Qi had not lied just now, and the few people were indeed having a dinner together.
Tang Qi also looked at the table and greeted him, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to sit down and taste my cooking skills? I'll get you a new set of bowls and chopsticks."
Wen Xin shook his head: "Let's talk about what happened just now. Is there anything you agree with?"
During the few tens of seconds he had walked into the house, he was reviewing the information he had heard from the believers.
Tang Qi is his friend, not a suspicious person.
Wen Xin just wanted to know where the person was and whether he was living well. Of course, it was impossible for him to ask the believers to be like paparazzi and find out whether Tang Qi ate steamed buns or baked cakes every morning when he woke up.
For example, Wen Xin was unaware that Tang Qi did not live with his parents.
If someone is not living a happy life in the B City Base, encounters obstacles in every aspect of life, or is persecuted for no reason, then no matter how much this person blames Idealism, there is a reason for it.
But Tang Qi was not among them.
When Tang Qi first learned that his parents were rescued by Idealism, he was extremely grateful to the church and often paid out of his own pocket to send gifts to the believers who were performing official duties.
Even when he had a rare break, he refused to stop and took the initiative to join the ranks of volunteers to do unpaid voluntary work just to repay the life-saving grace.
He works hard, is warm and generous, and is widely praised by his superiors and colleagues.
Even if life cannot be called perfect, at least it can be considered to be free from disasters and difficulties.
Wen Xin wondered rationally.
What happened to the other party that caused him to have opinions and doubts about Idealism and the little fox, to which he was grateful, when his life was relatively smooth?
Facing his friends' questions, Tang Qi sat on the sofa, frowning.
He said, "You know this is the territory of Idealism. If I slander the Pope, I might be arrested later."
"So I told you, don't tell anyone else."
Wen Xin pondered for a moment, sat down opposite him, and nodded earnestly to make a promise: "You tell me, I won't tell anyone else."
Only then did Tang Qi show a relaxed look.
"They said that the Pope of Idealism was a demon incarnate, a mutant incarnate, cruel by nature and loved to eat people. He would secretly order his followers to capture innocent people for dark sacrifices. I didn't really believe any of this."
Wen Xin's mouth twitched after hearing these words.
Hearing the word "mutant anthropomorphism", he paused subtly.
Tang Qi continued: “I just heard them swear that the Pope deceived everyone…”
Wen Xin hit the nail on the head: "What do you suspect the Pope has deceived everyone about?"
Tang Qi was silent for a while.
He did not answer the question directly, but instead mentioned a family of five he met on the way.
This family of five fled from another city and happened to run into Tang Qi and his group on the road. They joined them, hoping to be looked after.
When they first met, there was nothing wrong with the couple and their children.
However, the two elderly people were wearing thick clothes and masks. When they met people, they always covered themselves up and were unwilling to get off the bus even when they wanted to eat.
The people traveling with them suspected that they were hiding something, so they stood guard at the door of the car when the family of five stopped to rest.
It was not until the old man got off the bus to go to the restroom that they saw the dirty purple marks on his body.
Tang Qi briefly mentioned what happened afterwards.
He only said that after that, the family of five became a family of three.
Later, the group encountered groups of zombies again.
During that crisis, the original number of more than 100 people was instantly reduced to only more than 20 people.
Of the remaining family of three, the husband was gone, the child was gone, and only the wife luckily survived, with a hollow look in her eyes.
Tang Qi saw more than once that she would walk and suddenly burst into tears, with her back bending down as if she had lost the courage to stand up again.
They arrived at the gate of the B City base with difficulty.
During the collective physical examination, the woman saw someone in the other team carrying a sharp knife, and she rushed forward without caring about anything, trying to grab the knife and commit suicide.
Tang Qi did not deliberately mention how despairing this matter was, but his words were almost full of despair.
Wen Xin knew that no matter what words of comfort he said at this moment, it would only make people feel powerless.
He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "My condolences."
Tang Qi shook his head, his tone was heavy.
"At that time, there were at least three people holding her back, but they almost failed to stop her, and she cut her own neck."
"That's not just losing a loved one, that's losing your parents, your husband, and your children. How strong does one have to be to continue living?"
Tang Qi was a filial person.
He couldn't imagine what he would do if his parents were also infected with the virus one day and he had to make a choice.
"Many people, including me, thought she would not survive. Even if she was lucky enough to be saved this time, she would definitely choose a different way to die next time."
Tang Qi said: "In fact, within a day after arriving at the base, she disappeared from everyone's sight. No one knew where she went."
It was also at this moment that Tang Qi suddenly changed the subject.
"Until recently, I met her again."
Wen Xin asked, "How is she doing?"
Tang Qi stared at Wen Xin's face, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into an arc, and his tone was also drawn out.
"She's doing fine, very well, and she smiles more than when we first met her."
Wen Xin felt that Tang Qi's smile was strange, with a fake smile on his face, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
At that time, women set up stalls on the street and sold mushrooms and wild vegetables that they dug from the suburbs.
Tang Qi was just about to go up and say hello when she saw a man walking towards her carrying a lunch box.
As soon as the woman saw the man, she smiled from the bottom of her heart, wiped her hands on her apron, and took the lunch box handed to her by the man.
Tang Qi thought that the two were new friends and perhaps had a somewhat ambiguous relationship between them.
As a result, the man walked around the vegetable stall, came to the woman's side, picked her up, and kissed her in the street.
There was a child following behind the man. When he saw the woman, his eyes lit up and he rushed over to hug the woman, calling her "Mom".
The scene seemed so warm and beautiful at that time, but thinking back on it later, Tang Qi felt so creepy.
Tang Qi continued, "I was surprised at that moment, but I didn't think there was anything wrong."
"Even though her family member died only a few months ago, no one says that people in grief should always be constrained by grief and cannot pursue their own happiness."
In fact, seeing that loving scene caused Tang Qi's worldview to collapse for a short time.
After all, the woman's hysterical and half-dead look is still vivid in my mind, but soon she was fine and embraced her new life.
Even my stepson started calling her mom. The healing process is really too fast.
He couldn't accept it and it was a bit hard to put into words.
Tang Qi saw that the person was living a good life and seemed particularly happy, so he prepared to leave.
But maybe it was because his gaze just now was too intense, the woman had already noticed him watching from the side and called out to him before he left.
Tang Qi: "Guess what she said to me?"
Before Wen Xin could speak, he answered without thinking, "She asked me if I wanted to buy some food."
"My relationship with their family is neither good nor bad."
"His children like cats and often come to my place to see Huanhuan."
"The man in his family is very good at repairing cars. I asked him for help when my engine suddenly stopped starting. It was also because of this skill that many people tolerated them to stay in the fleet, even though they concealed the injury of the old man at the beginning and almost caused a big trouble."
"As for that woman herself, we all joked that she had some exploration skills. How come she could always find the wild vegetables and fruits that others couldn't find, and she also knew how to deal with the acrid taste of the wild vegetables."
"They were fresh vegetables that had just been dug out. When I put some canned meat in, the aroma spread and countless people who were chewing on compressed biscuits were envious."
"I couldn't help it, so I traded sausage and biscuits for her meals a few times."
Tang Qi was very sad about the loss of two elders in the family of three. When the couple went out to find food, he helped take care of the children.
Afterwards, they set up tents for the men, helped the women carry vegetables, and drove away those who wanted to steal things with bad intentions.
With so many connections, some of them can actually be considered friends.
But when they met again, the woman looked at Tang Qi's face with a strange look on her face, treating him as a stranger.
Tang Qi: "I thought she did it on purpose. It's just like what psychology says, it's called PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. When you encounter pain that you can't accept, you choose not to think about it and avoid it."
Tang Qi's voice became smaller and smaller.
At the end of his speech, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in an invisible haze.
"But I can't convince myself that there are people who can really forget the death of their family members so quickly."
"I work in the City Defense Traffic Department. I have to interrogate a large number of suspicious people every day. The people I come into contact with the most are the survivors who have fled from outside."
"They are survivors, but also unfortunate widows. There are very few people who are truly lucky like me, with their entire family still alive."
"For a long time, I often heard about people somewhere who were desperate and wanted to commit suicide, or people who had a mental breakdown and wanted to take revenge on society."
"The Public Security Department has thousands of people, and they are simply overwhelmed. Sometimes they even have to drag us in to help with the rescue."
"But at the end of the day, I saw these people again, and guess what?"
Tang Qi's tone was extremely strange: "Without exception, they all recovered from their pain very quickly and started a new life."
When Wen Xin heard Tang Qi's subsequent tone, he seemed to have a sneer in his throat.
But because he was here, he had to hold it back.
Wen Xin knew that this was the crux of the matter.
He said bluntly: "So you suspect that the Pope has deceived everyone, and that everyone's memory has been tampered with?"
Tang Qi clasped his hands and did not deny it.
Wen Xin considered the language and thought about how to say it.
But Tang Qi didn't need those euphemisms, so he sighed and spoke directly.
"Have you ever thought that if we don't forget the pain, many people may not survive?"
Tang Qi thought about it, but asked pointedly, "But how can we guarantee that a person whose memory has been tampered with is still the same person as before?"
Wen Xin was a little surprised about this.
Because as far as he knew, the little fox actually exerted an emotional influence on everyone.
Eliminate negative emotions such as sadness, grief, and despair, retain a sense of satisfaction and happiness, and allow the desire to survive to continue for a long time.
To the outside world, Idealism did not reveal that the Pope had such ability.
But anyone who has been out of the city and back will have a more intuitive feeling.
Last night, Wen Xin heard the merchants talking about it while taking Little Fox to the night market.
They found such an influence incredible, but everyone thought it was not a bad thing and called it a grace from His Holiness the Pope.
This could not be explained to Tang Qi.
After all, it was difficult for Wen Xin to explain why he knew it so clearly without mentioning his acquaintance with the little fox.
He thought for a while, shook his head and said, "A person's memory may be tampered with, but his nature cannot be tampered with."
Is a person still the same person after losing his memory? This question still causes controversy among countless people today.
It's like the Theseus paradox: a ship is replaced every year because of damaged parts. Until the last part is replaced, is the ship still the original ship?
In the view of some people, the inner nature of the ship has changed, which is equivalent to the person being reborn, although of course not the original self.
Wen Xin may be a bit idealistic, and he agrees with the views of another group of people.
When people lose their memory, it is like returning to infancy, ignorant of everything.
As time goes by, he will begin to learn and absorb information, think about right and wrong, understand human nature, and gradually form an independent personality.
Perhaps the way the person handles the matter may appear immature due to his or her lack of experience.
But no matter what choice people will make in the end, it will be like an instinct engraved in their bones, driving in the same direction as always.
After hearing Wen Xin's explanation, Tang Qi was stunned and remained silent for a long time again.
Finally, he smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "You are much more determined than I am about this matter."
Wen Xin heard his tone and still felt something was not right.
Even if Tang Qi was inspired by other people's experiences, he shouldn't be so angry.
He suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the sofa where the two people were sitting.
Anyone who has ever raised a cat knows that sofas and curtains are the hardest hit areas by cats.
Especially the chair backs and sofa legs, don't even think about having a complete body.
Wen Xin found several shallow cat scratches on the surface of the sofa.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he discovered that there were hardly any cat hairs on the sofa.
There was more than just no cat hair on the sofa.
There was no cat hair on the coffee table, dining table, curtains...even on the carpet at the door.
There wasn't even a food bowl or a water bowl in the corner of the living room.
Wen Xin's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
He remembered Tang Qi saying that Huanhuan was temporarily placed at his uncle and aunt's house due to work reasons.
But Tang Qi also had a job before the end of the world, and he often worked overtime until late, but didn’t he still take good care of Huanhuan?
Also, Tang Qi loves his parents so much, why doesn’t he live with them?
Could it be that...
Wen Xin's voice became hoarse due to extreme panic.
"Tang Qi...Are your uncle and aunt really okay?"
Tang Qi's body suddenly froze.
He raised his eyes, and in an instant, a violent storm seemed to blow across his face, his eyes were filled with thunder, and his expression was so terrifying that it was suffocating.
Wen Xin said harshly: "You..."
As a result, the next second, Tang Qi burst into laughter.
The depressing and tense atmosphere disappeared without a trace.
Wen Xin looked at Tang Qi, whose shoulders were shaking from laughing, and sat there blankly for a long time without coming back to his senses.
Tang Qi wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.
"I told you that you are still the same as before, so easy to deceive Wen Xin."
Wen Xin came back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and almost laughed at the anger.
He suddenly stood up from the sofa and grabbed Tang Qi's collar.
The latter saw that his other hand was clenched into a fist, realized the seriousness of the matter, and was so scared that he stretched out his hand and begged for mercy.
But Wen Xin's fist did not hit him in the face.
Wen Xin really wanted to punch him, but he held back.
After remaining calm for a few seconds, Wen Xin lowered his eyelashes again, his voice as hoarse as before: "Are you having a day off today?"
"Holiday" was the excuse Tang Qi gave himself.
In fact, he did ask for leave, and he nodded in confusion.
"That's perfect," Wen Xin said. "I've been here for so long and have never met my uncle and aunt. I should go visit them."
Tang Qi was dumbfounded: "Visiting them now? So suddenly? Ah——"
Wen Xin didn't waste time talking to this unruly guy. He dragged him away, picked up the key on the table and walked out.
Along the way, the young man had a serious expression on his face and didn't say a word.
Seeing how serious he was, Tang Qi realized that he had gone too far in his joke and he touched the back of his head in dismay.
Since you are visiting the elders, you should bring some gifts.
At this time of year, fresh fruit has become a scarce commodity.
There are no fruit stalls on the roadside, most of them go to the trading markets with more people.
Fortunately, I saw a small shop on the road that was still open.
Wen Xin saw that there was some honey on the shelf, so he took a jar directly.
Thanks to modern technology, food can have a shelf life of up to two years.
Tang Qi said dryly behind him: "This is too expensive, these things are not cheap..."
The bag of gold beans that Bishop Shi gave him yesterday had not been used up yet, so Wen Xin directly took out the money to pay for it. The bright golden color almost blinded Tang Qi's eyes.
Facing Wen Xin's cold gaze, Tang Qi shut up completely.
The two did not speak to each other on the way thereafter.
Until the two of them arrived at the community where Tang Qi's parents lived.
The security guard at the door recognized Tang Qi and asked curiously, "Didn't you come here two hours ago? What's wrong? Did you forget something?"
"No, my friend came to visit my parents."
"Oh, okay, let's go in then."
As Tang Qi said, the security in this community is much better than the community where he lives.
The passage door also had no electricity, but people knew to put an iron chain as thick as a wrist on it and only unlock it after confirming the identity of the person coming.
When he got downstairs, Tang Qi, who was walking at a fast pace, suddenly slowed down.
When going upstairs, he found all kinds of excuses to stop.
He said with a bitter face, "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, and my parents will definitely scold me if I go up there rashly. How about I bring you to see them another day?"
Wen Xin felt chilled when she saw Tang Qi's reaction.
Originally, his attitude was very firm, but now he stopped as if he was discouraged.
Because Wen Xin was really unsure whether her insistence on taking Tang Qi to meet his parents would be considered as rubbing salt into the other party's wounds.
Tang Qi stood there with a look of resistance on his face.
But the next second, he saw an almost sad look on the young man's face, and his eyes turned red.
Tang Qi was so fucking shocked.
"Why are you crying, Wen Xin, Wen Xin... Hey, don't cry, tell me what happened!"
Wen Xin said softly, "I'm sorry about your parents. I shouldn't have insisted on asking you to bring me here."
Tang Qi finally came to his senses.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hey, you, what are you talking about!"
"They are really fine. Come on, come on, follow me."
This time, Tang Qi finally did not delay at all. He took Wen Xin all the way to his parents' house and knocked on the door.
"Who?"
The voice of a middle-aged woman came out inquiringly, with a more cheerful and calm tone.
Tang Qi said: "Mom! It's me!"
The footsteps that had already reached the door suddenly became faster.
Before the door was even opened, a voice full of disgust and anger came out: "You don't have to be with those people... Hey, who is this?"
While Tang's mother was looking at Wen Xin in confusion, Wen Xin was also looking at her in a trance.
He observed Tang's mother's features.
If he were a little more heroic, he and Tang Qi would look like two peas in a pod.
Wen Xin was still immersed in the sadness of the death of his friend's parents, but he didn't expect that they were really still alive.
But he quickly adjusted his mood and took the lead in greeting politely: "Hello, auntie, I am Tang Qi's friend, and I came to visit you and uncle this time."
As he spoke, Wen Xin obediently handed over the gifts he had bought.
His friend adjusted too quickly, leaving Tang Qi no time to utter his ridicule and mockery, so he had to leave it at that with regret.
He and Tang's mother introduced her with a smile: "This is my good friend, Wen Xin, whom you often mentioned."
Before the end of the world, Tang's mother worked in the news industry. She was also a person who obtained first-hand intelligence when zombies appeared, and had witnessed many ups and downs.
She quickly came back to her senses, and when she saw the gifts Wen Xin handed over, she smiled widely: "You are Wen Xin? That bastard Tang Qi kept talking to me about you, saying that he had nothing to eat on the way here, and if you hadn't given him some food before, he would have starved to death."
"Just come on, why are you buying such old stuff?"
"Wow, there's honey!"
Tang's mother glanced at Tang Qi for a moment and said, "Look at Xiao Wen. She is not much better than you. I have never seen you buy honey for us."
Tang Qi protested: "I bought it, but you refused to take it. Why are you telling me it's expensive? You let me keep it for myself."
Tang's father was sitting on a recliner on the balcony reading a newspaper. He was very surprised that Tang Qi, a boy who never came home, would come a second time when he only came once a day.
Tang Qi was criticized in front of Wen Xin, and his face was full of embarrassment: "Dad, look at what you said..."
As they were laughing, Huanhuan, who was sleeping in the room, heard her master's voice, and ran out shouting happily, and threw herself on Tang Qi.
Tang Qi's heart was about to melt. He picked up the little guy and gave him a big kiss: "Oh, my dear baby, your uncle Wen came to see you today. Do you recognize him?"
Suddenly, I felt the warmth of an uncle: "..."
Looking at this happy and harmonious family, the thorn in his heart was finally pulled out.
Wen Xin smiled sincerely and said hello to the ragdoll cat: "Long time no see, Huanhuan."
Huan Huan still remembers this human with a particularly gentle and pleasant voice, and called out sweetly: "Meow~"
Since nothing happened to Tang's father, Tang's mother and Huanhuan, Wen Xin was completely relieved.
He suddenly remembered that the security guard at the door seemed to have said that Tang Qi had come to visit his parents before.
But he was anxious at the time and was not sure whether his friend was a visitor or a memorial tablet, so he ignored it for a moment.
Tang's mother couldn't refuse the hospitality, so Wen Xin stayed at Tang Qi's parents' home for a few hours and was invited to chat.
He had never seen his mother and had little memory of having contact with his father, so it was difficult for him to refuse such sincere kindness from his elders.
Before I knew it, I had lost track of time.
Seeing that it was getting darker outside, Wen Xinji, thinking of the little fox who was still waiting for him to come home, apologetically declined Tang Qi's parents' request to stay.
He stood at the door and said with a smile: "I'll leave now. I'll come to see you next time."
Tang Qi stood up subconsciously and said, "Then I'll take you out."
When Tang's mother saw him, her attitude immediately changed: "Why are you leaving? I still have something to ask you. Stand there."
Tang Qi: "..."
He looked at Wen Xin for help, but Wen Xin remained unmoved.
Wen Xin noticed that the atmosphere between them was not right before.
Tang Qi wanted to speak several times, but was interrupted by his mother, who was obviously angry.
Wen Xin lowered his voice and said to his friend: "Did you have a quarrel with your aunt? Just talk it out. Come on."
Come on, come on?
Tang Qi was petrified.
Wen Xin "abandoned" him without hesitation.
After walking a few steps, he looked at Tang Qi, who was holding out his hand with tears streaming down his face. He pulled the corner of his mouth expressionlessly and made mouth movements.
——Don't joke with me like this again.
Tang Qi: "..."
Damn it, I’m still angry!
Walking out of the community gate, Wen Xin couldn't help but look back in the direction of Tang Qi's parents' home.
He always felt that Tang Qi's attitude was a little strange, but he couldn't tell exactly what was strange. Every unnatural reaction seemed to have an explainable reason.
Wen Xin rubbed his eyebrows.
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Tang Qi who Zhao Shouqiang's gang were and what their relationship was with the other party.
As the sky grew darker, Wen Xin remembered that he had to bring food for the little fox, and he muttered to himself.
"Forget it, stop being suspicious. Just ask Tang Qi next time."
At this moment, Tang Qi is at his parents' home.
What Wen Xin failed to see was that after he left, the warm atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
Tang's father sighed repeatedly, and Tang's mother looked gloomy.
The kitten Huanhuan sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and meowed helplessly.
Tang Qi looked at Huan Huan in his arms, and after a while he was stiff, he finally reached out and touched the cat's head lightly, put it on the ground and said, "Go play."
Huanhuan didn't want to play by herself, and reluctantly rubbed against Tang Qi's trouser legs, but the latter avoided her calmly.
Tang Qi didn't look at the cat anymore. He said without turning his head, "Mom and Dad, it's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm going back first."
"You go." Tang's mother said suddenly, "If you leave today, you don't need to come back tomorrow, and don't come back in the future."
Tang Qi stopped putting on his shoes.
Tang's father sighed again: "What kind of angry words are you saying?"
Mother Tang wiped her eyes which had turned red without her noticing, and her suppressed emotions suddenly burst out.
"I said that in anger? I was discussing it with him seriously!"
"Since he doesn't want to come back, and even if he comes back he'll be sullen and silent, then why bother coming back, huh?"
Mr. Tang didn't know what to say. He took off his glasses, pinched his nose bridge, and sighed heavily.
Tang Qi turned around and looked at them, his lips trembling and his face full of pain.
"It's that look again, it's that look again."
Tears finally flowed from Tang's mother's moist eyes. She was very excited and her curses were filled with broken sobs.
"Look carefully, Tang Qi, we are your parents, not fake people created by someone else. Can you please stop looking at us with such strange eyes?"
"What happened to you? Why did you become like this..."
Seeing his usually stubborn mother begging like this, Tang Qi felt as if he was slapped in the face and took a quick breath.
"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad. I'm sorry. I..."
He couldn't continue speaking, turned around and fled.
Tang Qi ran all the way to a deserted place downstairs, covered his cheeks with his hands, and the same broken sobs flowed out from between his fingers.
"You are real. You, Dad, and Huanhuan are all real... What about me?"
He choked up and said, "Is it true or false that I remember that you guys died a long time ago?"
Tang Qi's chest heaved as he took out a black badge from his pocket.
The emblem features a blade chopping off a flower-like plant.
The shape of that type of flowering plant matches the plump succulent plant on the emblem of Idealism.
Tang Qi placed it in his palm, clenched his hands and raised it to the bright moon in the sky, murmuring softly, as if reciting a difficult and obscure eulogy.
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Wen Xin parked his motorcycle at the gate of Tang Qi's residential complex. He was a little worried that his motorcycle would be stolen as he hadn't been home for such a long time.
When he saw the shadow of the motorcycle in the distance, he couldn't help but say, "That's good."
As a result, when Wen Xin walked over, there was a particularly crisp sound, as if he had stepped into a puddle of water.
I sniffed again and found a pungent smell in the air.
It appears to be gasoline.
Wen Xin: “…”
When he looked at the unknown liquid on the ground again, he felt bad.
I walked along the direction of the water flow, and sure enough, I found that the fuel tank of the motorcycle was punctured by a sharp weapon!
Wen Xin: “…………”
Is this what Bishop Shi meant by no dispute?
Blame the man who stabbed the car, blame the stone bishop for lying with his eyes open, but it is impossible to blame the little fox for not eliminating the negative emotions of the people in the clean city.
Wen Xin patted the motorcycle helplessly.
Originally, he had planned to take a detour to the commercial street to bring the little fox some meat pancakes that it had eaten yesterday, but now he was afraid that there was not enough time.
Without a paddle, Wen Xin could only push the cart.
He was about to put his hands on the handlebars when he suddenly realized a problem.
Gasoline is now in short supply, no less than a primary resource.
If it was an ordinary criminal, why would he leave so much gasoline on the ground? Wouldn't he think it was a waste?
Wen Xin's heart suddenly became alarmed and he looked back subconsciously.
He saw a flickering fire, which illuminated a pair of extremely cold eyes.
The man standing on the high ground holding the rocket was the man who had been seen trying to persuade the fight during the day.
At the critical moment, Wen Xin let go of the handlebars of the motorcycle, pushed the ground quickly with his feet, and dodged!
He reacted quickly, but the rocket was not directed at him, but at the gasoline on the ground.
In an instant, the gasoline was ignited, forming a scorching sea of fire. The motorcycle trunk, unable to withstand the high temperature, exploded!
Wen Xin was hit by the shock wave of the explosion and his whole body was thrown out.
Many people living upstairs heard the noise and stuck their heads out of the windows.
Upon seeing this tragic scene, some people were horrified and some shouted loudly.
Zhao Shouqiang had been waiting at the corner for a long time.
For fear of being discovered by Wen Xin, he did not dare to show his head at all. Only when he heard the sound of the explosion did he stand out impatiently.
"Damn, it's been several hours since you came back. We were kept waiting. My waist is sore."
As he spoke, he looked at the young man who seemed to be lying on the ground unconscious, laughed sinisterly again, and walked over while extending his hand.
"Wen Xin, what a coincidence! Do you know how many people are out there looking for Wen Xin?"
Just when Zhao Shouqiang relaxed his vigilance and bent down, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.
The look in his eyes was clear and firm, without any trace of confusion.
"Really? Someone is looking for me?"
Zhao Shouqiang was shocked and said: "You——"
Before he could finish his words, Wen Xin grabbed his shoulders and threw him over his shoulders in a clean and neat manner.
Zhao Shouqiang was knocked down so hard that he saw stars, and then the young man punched him in the face, causing him to faint.
Looking at the two people who came to help, Wen Xin directly drew the gun from his waist.
He recognized that the man holding the arrow was the instigator among the three people, and pointed the gun at him without hesitation: "Don't move."
The man froze immediately, looking at the gun in Wen Xin's hand in disbelief: "The Idealist Church has strict control over guns. They will be confiscated when entering the city. You are just an outsider who just arrived. Why do you have this thing?"
Wen Xin stood up and said expressionlessly, "I don't know. Maybe they took it and then gave it back to me later."
The man who was trying to persuade her looked at him and said, "What bullshit are you talking about?"
Regardless, the gun is a deadly weapon for all living humans.
Some residents heard the noise and ran downstairs. Under the moonlight, they vaguely saw the outline of what looked like a gun in Wen Xin's hand and were instantly frightened back.
"There's a robbery going on! Contact the patrol team!"
Wen Xin opened his mouth.
Before he could say anything, the resident with a strong sense of justice ran away.
He probably went out the back door to call for help.
Wen Xin: “…”
Forget it. If the patrol team could come over, it would be convenient for him. He wouldn't have to work so hard to push these three people over.
Just in case, Wen Xin knocked on the back of Zhao Shouqiang's neck again to prevent him from waking up in the middle of the night.
He then knocked out another of the three.
During this time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the man who was trying to persuade them to fight, warning him not to move.
Looking at Wen Xin's skillful suppression movements, the man said: "..."
He didn't see what Wen Xin did to Zhao Shouqiang during the day.
When he came out, he saw the young man pressing on someone, and he knew that the other party was not easy to deal with, so he carefully designed a gasoline explosion in the car trunk.
Who would have thought Wen Xin was so powerful that even a close-range explosion didn't stun him!
The man who was trying to persuade the quarrel secretly hated Tang Qi, wondering where on earth did he know such a monster?
Regardless of how shocked the other party was, Wen Xin asked directly: "It's not a coincidence that Zhao Shouqiang mentioned my name. Is there someone looking for me?"
The man who was trying to persuade the quarrel moved his mouth and tried to make excuses.
Wen Xin said coldly: "I advise you to think it over before answering. The Idealist Church can ignore my holding a gun, and can also ignore my shooting down an arsonist in the street."
He dropped a bombshell: "Especially since you are members of the Realism Church."
Hearing this, the man who was trying to persuade the woman couldn't hold back any longer. His face twisted as he asked, "Is it Tang Qi? Did Tang Qi tell you everything? This traitor!"
Tang Qi is also a member of the Realism Church?
Wen Xin had not thought of this possibility and frowned.
He didn't have time to ask about the identities of Zhao Shouqiang and the other two. He just said that sentence purely to deceive people.
But who could have known that it would turn out to be such a shocking blow!
I have a happy family, a bright future, my parents are still alive, and I have a cat.
Tang Qi, is he full and full?
Wen Xin made up his mind that he would ask the person when he met him later.
He had other unanswered questions before then.
Seeing that the man who was trying to persuade the quarrel still didn't say anything, Wen Xin said nothing more and punched him in the stomach.
The man who was trying to persuade her screamed in pain and took a deep breath: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
"Wen Xin is the person we are looking for, but we are not sure if it is you."
The man who persuaded her said: "Those power organizations didn't give any specific words. We only knew the pronunciation of the name. The basic information was that the person was a male, in his twenties, and good-looking."
"He originally lived in City G, and later seemed to be moving to City A, but there is no such person in City A, and now no one knows where he has gone."
The more Wen Xin listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Wasn't this someone looking for him?
The fact that this person could not be found was easy to explain. Li Yongming had secretly blocked any news about him in order to protect him.
Could it be that the other forces looking for him this time are of the same nature?
Wen Xin asked the man who was trying to persuade the quarrel who was looking for him, and the answer shocked him.
First of all, City A was searching vigorously, as if he had been forcibly abducted.
Secondly, the name "Wen Xin" began to spread in the East a long time ago. It seemed that this strange human being could make the powerful S-level mutants willingly submit and never forget him.
But because the east is full of mutants, natural disasters are happening, the roads are rugged, and transportation is inconvenient, so the news has not reached other bases until recently.
In the west, the new mayor of Rose City, who was known for his ruthless and cruel character, showed a gentle expression for the first time when he heard the name "Wen Xin".
Knowing that someone else was looking for "Wen Xin", the city lord even promised to give a huge sum of money just to buy the first-hand information related to "Wen Xin".
Not to mention the South China Sea. Once the news of the search for "wen xin" spread, even the tsunami miraculously stopped.
Legends related to "wen xin" have spread in all major ports.
Some people say that Wen Xin is a kind and compassionate Buddhist.
He comes and goes without a trace, possesses superb kung fu, but when he does good deeds he only leaves his name behind and does not take any reward.
Rumor has it that Wen Xin is actually a mermaid who has disguised herself as a human and has come ashore only to seduce the leaders of major forces in the world and play tricks on the human world.
Finally, he got tired of playing, and he left in a dashing manner without taking a single cloud with him, leaving behind a pitiful person with a broken heart.
Wen Xin: “…”
The man trying to persuade the quarrel gave the man an uncertain look.
If he only considered her good looks, he thought Wen Xin was fully qualified.
That's why I thought of bringing the person back to try my luck.
If you get it right, you'll get a bounty worth tens of millions. Who can resist the temptation?!
"Then, the First Base in the north is also looking for Wen Xin's whereabouts."
Wen Xin's eyebrows jumped: "Why would the First Base want him?"
"I'm not sure about that. Maybe they're curious as to why so many people are looking for him?"
The man who was trying to persuade him said hesitantly, "He can be connected to so many big guys at the same time, and every one of them loves him so much, maybe he is a fox spirit disguised as a human. It's normal for him to want to catch him."
The First Base is dedicated to capturing mutants and conducting various studies.
And Wen Xin is a mutant suspected to have the ability to seduce.
Professional counterparts.
Wen Xin: “…………”
The person involved didn't know whether he should say something or not.
Wen Xin thought this news was magical, even more magical than a sow growing wings and flying into the sky.
But the man who was trying to persuade the fight looked very serious, and it didn't seem like it was made up.
It is impossible to tell so many details in a novel.
Even the Rose City Lord was pinching someone's skull when he heard the news, and his hand became unstable, causing blood and brain matter to explode and splatter all over his body. He described it clearly.
Wen Xin was in a trance.
He carefully counted his body and it seemed that only his identity as Wen Jinfeng's younger brother was of some value.
But think about it, it is impossible for Wen Jinfeng to provoke so many powerful organizations.
He thought of the little fox's identity again... Could it be another dumpling?
Suddenly, Wen Xin noticed a flash of white light from a flashlight in the distance.
Looking again, I saw patrol officers rushing over from the other side of the street with their headlights on.
Wen Xin thought that the person the residents were looking for had arrived, and was about to wave and explain the situation, but he saw the patrol team passing by them directly.
Wen Xin: “?”
Soon, a large number of patrol officers arrived from behind.
The expressions of this group of people were all extremely anxious, and some of them even held loud speakers to call for assembly.
"All patrol officers, assemble! Go to the east gate of the city. An unknown military force is attacking City B!"
Upon hearing the news, Wen Xin's pupils suddenly condensed.
【Author's words】
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