Chapter 58
At the same time, here in the church.
In the middle of the magnificent auditorium stood a long oval table, with twelve black-robed bishops sitting in the lower middle position.
The first eleven people reported their recent work situation one by one.
Finally, a black-robed bishop stood up and told the news he had just found out.
These messages are all related to the Realist sect.
"Recently, based on the clues provided by our informants, we have tracked down some of the hiding places of the Reality Church and sent people to intercept and arrest them."
"But in the process of arresting these pagans, we discovered something incredible."
"Whether it's the form of action, the way things are done, the secret codes used for communication, or the means by which the heretics avoid being tracked, they are all very mature and don't look like a new sect that has only been around for less than a month."
The three cardinals are at the top.
One of them asked him: "It sounds like they are difficult to deal with. Did they catch anyone in the end?"
The black-robed bishop nodded: "We caught some of them."
"Although the sect is mature, the pagans are all newcomers and can easily reveal their true colors."
"We interrogated these heretics and learned that only one of them held real power, and that person was the Pope of the Realist Church."
After a pause, the black-robed bishop said hesitantly, "Moreover, this pope seems to have some vague connection with the First Base."
"Among the captured heretics, there was one who was responsible for loading and unloading resource boxes. He saw the First Base logo on the boxes."
The three cardinals seemed to be thinking.
"First Base... We didn't provoke them, why did they provoke us?"
“We need to find out what their intentions are.”
The cardinal made a key point: "What do you think is there for the First Foundation that would attract their attention?"
Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment.
They all turned their heads suddenly and looked at the young man on the coronation throne.
The young man propped up his chin with one hand, his face expressionless.
After listening to the report of the black-robed bishop, he nodded slightly, indicating that everyone could sit down.
"If the First Base wants to attack City B, it should be targeting me."
The little fox said in a cold tone, not surprised at all: "After all, I am a mutant."
"But you are still the Pope of Idealism!"
As soon as these words were spoken, more than a dozen bishops stood up and slammed the table.
Bishop Shi was the first to be hit. He said angrily: "The First Base has already occupied the two major cities around it. They still want to attack other cities. What are they trying to do? Dominate the world?!"
"If they are really that restless, then we must fight back and let them see if City B is a vegetarian!"
The little fox was not as righteous and angry as they appeared, but his eyes were like poisoned ice knives.
Before evolution, mutants had serious physical defects and could only be slaughtered by the base.
But now, even if he is affected by his nature, he is still a true S-rank perfect form.
It would be a little funny if the base still thought they could easily control him.
The members of Idealism talked a lot, and after discussing which force they should find to form an alliance with, they would fight against the arrogant First Base together.
Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside the door.
Wearing uniform, he is a member of the patrol team.
The man was panting but didn't care to calm down. He saluted the young man and the other bishops in a hurry.
"Your Holiness, we have detected an elite force, more than ten miles away in the eastern suburbs of the city. There is at least one division!"
One division means 10,000 people.
In today's apocalyptic world with a rapidly declining population, a force of this magnitude is no less than an ironclad army.
You know, some of the fallen cities cannot guarantee that they can now pull out 10,000 residents.
Everyone present immediately took a breath of cool air.
Bishop Shi was the first to react.
"Have you found out from which direction this troop came and who led them?"
Another bishop said: "There is no such a large army near us. Are you sure they are not passing by on a mission?"
The detectives who went to communicate with the army have not returned yet, and the patrol team just rushed over to report the news.
He said anxiously, "There are a large number of zombies gathering in the eastern suburbs of the city, but this army did not choose to detour to avoid the zombies. Instead, they advanced towards the city while firing."
"So we can be sure that their target is City B!"
As they were talking, the investigators also brought back the news.
Bishop Shi asked anxiously, "Who on earth is leading a division of troops here?"
"It's Wen Jinfeng from City A!"
The detectives could hardly hide their panic on their faces.
"He said, let's not waste any more unnecessary words, and hope that the Idealism Cult can think carefully about whether it has recently captured someone who shouldn't have been captured."
"Out of common courtesy, he will wait for half an hour. Once half an hour is up, if the Idealism Cult does not hand the person over, then he will, he will..."
He suddenly hesitated, and the cardinal shouted: "Tell me, what does he want?"
The investigator gritted his teeth and spoke out.
"He invited the Pope of Idealism to watch a grand fireworks display!"
The moonlight was pale, and the cold night wind whistled past the church bell tower like the roar of a wild beast.
There are two people on the bell tower.
One of them was wearing a black robe and his face was completely covered.
He wore a broken flower emblem on his chest, which was exactly the same as the one in Tang Qi's hand.
The other wore the same emblem on his chest.
He was standing at the back, two steps away from the front, facing the man in black, with his waist bent, and a respectful attitude.
These two are members of the Realism sect.
Looking down toward the east of the city from their perspective, they could vaguely see a patch of orange-red artillery fire in the distance.
An army was rapidly clearing out the zombies in the surrounding area with great efficiency, and was heading towards City B with great momentum.
Seeing this, his lower lip moved slightly, as if he was excited and wanted to say something.
The man in black raised his hand back.
"Don't have any radical ideas. The whole city is under the supervision of Mutant 27. It will be able to sense your emotions."
The subordinate was shocked and quickly calmed himself down.
Hearing the black-clad man's confident tone, he couldn't help but ask in admiration.
"Your Highness, how did you know that Wen Jinfeng would attack City A?"
The man in black chuckled and said, "Wen Jinfeng is very ambitious. If it's something he wants, he will get it no matter what the price."
"Viral vaccine, this is really a good bait, isn't it?"
My subordinates were overwhelmed with emotion when they heard this.
The man in black was determined to win.
Just looking at the troops gathered at the gate of the base, his face twisted for a moment.
The man in black murmured, "However, I really didn't expect that he would attack Idealism so soon."
Although Wen Jinfeng has always presented himself as a madman to the outside world, everyone who has dealt with him knows that he has a kind of almost harsh prudence in his bones.
Simply put, it's difficult.
Difficult people don't make decisions rashly.
Even if you take a risk, you must think it over again and again.
But the men in black got the news that Wen Jinfeng had gone mad again for some reason not long ago and had carried out a major purge in City A.
Judging from the results alone, Wen Jinfeng's decision must have been wise.
The regulatory committee of City A had never expected Wen Jinfeng to take sudden action, and was caught off guard.
Wen Jinfeng himself took advantage of this opportunity to seize all those scattered forces.
Today's City A has truly become a place where "Wen Jinfeng has the final say."
When other forces knew about this, they could not say anything except to sigh in envy or to praise it as beautiful.
The man in black still felt that choosing to reshuffle City A at this critical juncture was not like Wen Jinfeng's style.
If anything, this was the first thing that was beyond the expectations of the man in black.
Then the second thing that puzzled him was Wen Jinfeng's early attack on the Idealism Sect.
The impact is not small.
According to the plan of the man in black, Wen Jinfeng would have to lie low for at least a year and a half to consolidate the power he had just acquired.
This window period was enough for Reality Church to secretly develop its own power in City B.
When Wen Jinfeng and No. 27 started fighting because of Zhang Quanyong, the realistic coach could seize the opportunity to severely injure Wen Jinfeng and take down No. 27.
But now, Wen Jinfeng actually arrived early!
The man in black was confused.
Why did the warm wind come so quickly?
The Realist Church had not yet developed, and had not had time to plant spies in the Idealist Church.
Nor has it been able to inspire enough believers to shake their faith in the number 27.
Don't even think about taking advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of the pie.
The man in black even worried that if the two opposing factions came to blows, the aftermath would likely overthrow the budding Realism Church!
The subordinate had no idea that the man in black was upset, so he respectfully asked what the next plan was.
The man in black came to his senses.
Although the plan had changed and some major problems had occurred, he did not expect that this crisis would be able to completely bring down Idealism.
After all, No. 27 has evolved into an S-class complete form, invulnerable to swords and guns, and unbreakable by metal and stone.
If No. 27 burns his boats and completely releases his power.
Then the entire city of B will fall into an illusion and become a hell where tens of thousands of people kill each other.
The subordinates were terrified: "The Pope of Idealism is so powerful? Then we..."
The man in black smiled meaningfully.
"Don't panic. If it wants to fully unleash its power, it must first release its emotional control over City B. That moment is the opportunity I've been waiting for."
If a person temporarily forgets the sorrow in reality because of a beautiful dream.
So when he wakes up and has to face the cruel reality again, will he be grateful to the person who created the dream for him, or will he harbor endless resentment towards him?
黑衣人緩慢地說：“只要27號解除情緒控制，務必會引起唯心教所有人的恐慌。”
“人們将不再尊敬它，愛戴它。”
“而是會将它視為洪水猛獸，仇恨它，怒罵它，最後舉起武器叫嚣着要殺死它。”
黑衣人說着說着，似乎看到了那美麗又激動人心的景象。
他克制着自己的情緒，以防被小狐貍覺察出異常。
卻對着月光不受控制地伸出手來，喜悅地拔高了音量。
“到那時候，我從第一基地那命懸一線求來的力量，也就能派上用場了！”
“唯心教将被現實教所颠覆，強大無比的27號會成為現實教的階下囚，供我驅策。”
這是預言，是既定的命運。
黑衣人已經迫不及待想要見證它。
“沒有人能夠阻止現實教的榮光揮灑大地，而我注定成為權勢滔天的教皇，統掌底下數十萬教徒！”
“現在一切就緒，就等溫勁風出手了。”
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得知B市正面臨着危機，溫辛非常擔心小狐貍的情況，也顧不上繼續問話。
他打暈勸架男，找熱心居民借來繩子，把暈倒的三人捆在一起，又用最快的速度送去了巡邏隊。
巡邏隊還有寥寥幾個人留守。
陡然看到從門口丢進來的趙守強三人，他們驚訝地瞪大了眼睛。
溫辛快言快語說：“這些人是現實教的成員，麻煩你們了！”
“喂，你等等——”
話還沒說完，青年已經化身為一支利箭，飛一般沖了出去。
為什麽會有軍隊襲擊B市？
溫辛一邊跑，一邊按捺住自己的不安和着急，理智地分析情況。
作為民間組織，唯心教基本上和官方沒打過什麽交道。
也就遑論因為這一方面的連鎖影響，得罪軍隊的人。
有一種可能，是襲擊者覺得唯心教裏有利可圖，想要将其吞并拿下。
還有一種可能，這次襲擊是私人恩怨，和上面的兩種情況都沾不上邊，卻最難搞。
畢竟沒打招呼連軍隊都派了出來，一看就很難善了。
跑着跑着，溫辛猛然站定。
這樣跑太慢了，恐怕他還沒到地方，襲擊者都已經打進來了！
幸運的是，路上還有巡邏隊在拿着大喇叭不斷喊着集合。
有人開着車往城東方向趕去。
剛巧，裏面就有認識溫辛的唯心教教徒。
他驚異地問：“溫先生，你怎麽在這兒？”
溫辛順勢上了車，連氣都來不及喘勻：“你們誰知道教皇殿下在哪兒？”
“教皇殿下應該在前線。”
想想也是，溫辛揉了一下脹痛的額頭：“到底是誰在進攻B市？”
襲擊來得太突然，這一批巡邏隊的人還沒有得到消息。
他們神色緊張，三兩句說不清楚具體是什麽情況。
溫辛便不再問，手搭在腰間的配槍上，閉目養神。
在司機的全速駕駛下，他們很快來到了目的地——B市基地的城東門口。
但随之，又有一個難以跨越的問題擺在了溫辛的面前。
盯着擋在自己面前的人山人海，他發現根本擠不過去：“……”
不止如此。
小狐貍的威壓直接驅散了喪屍，唯心教裏又大多都是些普通人。
他們沒有對抗過成群的喪屍，更沒有應對戰争的經驗。
此時，趕到的巡邏隊成員毫無秩序地擠在了一起，只知道英勇地往前沖。
人頭攢動，一個勝一個的擋視線。
黑燈瞎火的情況下，溫辛更加看不清楚大軍前面的情況。
他深深地吸了一口氣，告訴自己要冷靜，不能慌。
下一秒，身邊的幾個巡邏隊成員就讨論開了。
“來的到底是什麽人？”
“聽說是A市那個瘋子掌權人，溫勁風。前段時間他把A市的監管會一窩端了，肯定是看唯心教發展得如日中天，想要一起吞下唯心教的勢力！”
“這個貪婪又殘暴的家夥，教皇殿下是不會放過他的！”
溫辛：“……！”
他冷靜不下來了。
一邊是他家的粉團子，一邊是他的親大哥。
這兩者要是打起來，傷到誰都能讓溫辛心痛得窒息。
溫辛掐着手指，用力揉按鼓脹的太陽穴。
小七性格溫軟，不會也不愛主動得罪人。
他哥雖然脾氣不太好，經常冷臉，但也不是什麽好戰分子。
一定是因為麻子臉勾結A市內部人員那件事。
可溫辛知道，那件事是誤會，小七并不知道麻子臉擅作主張，并且還打算把張泉勇送給A市當歉禮。
如果能夠将誤會澄清，或許還有一絲轉機。
可他要怎麽才能擠到前線去？
溫辛急切地左右張望，倏然目光頓住。
他看到了不遠處的起重機。
機械臂緊挨着城牆，似乎正在修補前段時間因為雨水沖刷而破損的牆面。
此時機器還開着，發出轟隆隆的悶響，但是裏面的人卻不見了蹤影。
不知道是聽到風聲撒丫子跑了，還是擠在了待戰的人群中。
溫辛盯着起重機上的鈎子。
長長的鐵索鈎挂在上面，一路延伸至城牆外。
他的心裏逐漸有了一個大膽的想法。
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此時此刻，溫勁風已經和小狐貍會上了面。
城牆上打開了探照燈，幾百輛軍隊裝甲車也開着車燈。
數不清的慘白燈光交疊在了一起，将昏暗的大地映得亮如白晝。
連地上枯萎的荒草也被照得清清楚楚。
和嘈雜喧鬧的後方不同，前線的氣氛可以稱得上死寂。
兩邊大人物都沒開腔。
但明眼人都能看出氣氛的僵冷。
難以遏制的緊張感仿佛濃霧一般蔓延，逐漸籠罩在每一個人的心上。
溫勁風坐在裝甲車內，沒有露頭。
一雙凜冽的眼睛微微擡高，透過高密度防彈玻璃，打量着站在唯心教人群前方的少年。
溫勁風早在資料中得知，唯心教的教皇是一位十多歲的少年。
但他并沒有因為那張稚嫩的臉而放低戒心。
一般狙擊槍的射程在800米到1500米之間，迫擊炮3000米，坦克炮/彈更遠。
而少年敢迎着無數炮口，大大方方地站在射程範圍內，就說明對方毫不忌憚熱武器的威懾。
肉/體凡胎能做到這種地步？
溫勁風眼神冰冷。
或許就是傳聞中的那樣，唯心教的教皇根本不是人類，而是強大到可以拟态成人的變異體。
唯心教這邊。
在溫勁風打量着小狐貍的同時，小狐貍也在打量着他。
不知道為什麽，這個人讓他有種不舒服的感覺。
不是心理上的不舒服，而是力量隐隐被壓制住的不舒服。
小狐貍覺得自己的力量似乎是受到了一些影響。
明明之前他還能感應到溫辛在基地裏，現在卻無法具體感應到青年的方位。
小狐貍憂心地斂了下眉頭。
他将注意力重新放在溫勁風的身上。
在後者派人接溫辛回A市的時候，他就聽過對方的名號，也知道這人就是溫辛的親哥哥。
這在一定程度上，緩解了小狐貍的戾氣。
他畢竟是只S級變異體，不管性格再怎麽好，都有着與生俱來的威嚴和驕傲，不容侵犯。
換作其他人類大軍壓境，試圖逼迫他把張泉勇交出來，小狐貍絕對會先賞他一臉幻術。
打過之後才知道鹿死誰手。
但現在，小狐貍本來就打算将張泉勇送給A市，以免叫溫辛為難。
也就無所謂溫勁風到底是不是逼他交了。
小狐貍轉頭問石主教：“讓你們把張泉勇帶過來，怎麽還沒到？”
溫勁風居然真的會親自打過來要人。
石主教陷入這難言的荒謬感中，倉惶地回了少年的話。
“禀告殿下，應該馬上就到了。”
沒幾分鐘，後方傳來一陣輕微的喧嘩聲。
“人帶到了！”
簡單四個字，讓溫勁風的瞳孔微凝，飛快看了過去。
守在小狐貍身後的唯心教成員紛紛讓開道路。
幾名教徒帶着一個狼狽的男人，逐漸步入兩軍的視野。
男人埋着頭，被人群擋着臉，很多人只隐隐約約地看見一道瘦弱的輪廓。
溫勁風目不轉睛。
他發現那男人肩膀被教徒摁住，毫無疑問是被押解的姿勢。
旁邊的教徒還嫌男人走得慢，開口不耐煩地呵斥催促。
溫勁風緊盯着這一幕，面無表情。
垂在身側的手卻一瞬間捏緊，指節被他按得咔嚓作響。
李永明站在溫勁風的身後，手上拿着一個擴音喇叭，皺眉審視被帶出來的男人。
他先入為主，把這一次救援的目标确定為溫辛，剛才乍一看，也差點認錯了人。
但現在，李永明可以肯定。
這個腳步虛浮、聳頭聳腦的男人，絕對不是時時刻刻都銘記着挺直脊梁骨的溫辛。
唯心教這是把什麽人給送了出來？
再下一秒，教徒推了男人一把，直把男人推得一個踉跄，差點摔在了地上。
李永明突然眼前一花，手裏的擴音喇叭被身邊的男人搶走了。
溫勁風手指一撥，直接将擴音效果調到最大。
尖銳的擴音喇叭聲響起，男人的聲音宛如一道雷霆在所有人的頭頂重重砸下。
“讓他自己走，再催我斃了你。”
霎時間，整個空地都回蕩着他冰冷刺骨的警告聲。
小狐貍頓住。
三大主教沒想到溫勁風居然這麽嚣張，當着教皇殿下的面揚言要殺死他們的教徒，氣得渾身發抖。
李永明看着溫勁風那張怒氣騰騰的臉，簡直讓人發怵。
戰前不能質疑長官的決定。
但他還是忍不住，小聲地問了一句。
“老大，你這麽生氣，是不是認識那個人？”
李永明不确定地猜測：“還是說，除了溫辛，他也是我們這次救援行動的目标。”
他醒悟過來：“我知道了，這個人就是張泉勇！”
“……”溫勁風，“？”
押着張泉勇的教徒一愣，擡頭徑直對上了無數指過來的炮口，吓得渾身一哆嗦，手裏直接松了勁兒。
沒有了壓在肩膀和腦袋上的束縛，男人緩緩擡起頭來，露出一張憔悴疲累的臉。
溫勁風：“……”
哪怕他很久沒見過溫辛，也不至于現在看着臉還能認錯人。
溫勁風瞬間明白自己似乎誤會了什麽。
恰是這個時候，教徒慌張地說：“這位就是張泉勇，人我們已經帶到了。”
李永明說，果然如此，老大不愧是老大。
他發自內心地敬服。
“這個張泉勇看起來在唯心教裏過得并不好，你剛剛那一句話，向張泉勇表示出了足夠的重視，相信現在的他心裏一定滿含對我們的感激和信任。”
溫勁風：“……”
他按揉了一下眉心：“別想那麽簡單，叫人把他帶下去。”
李永明立馬應是。
回過頭來，他和溫勁風等待着唯心教繼續放人。
可誰知少年偏了下腦袋，一副“你們想要的人已經給了，還有何貴幹”的表情。
溫勁風捏着擴音喇叭等了十秒鐘。
見唯心教沒有任何動作，他緩緩皺緊了眉頭，開擴音問：“溫辛在哪？”
除了小狐貍之外，唯心教一夥人瞬間愣住了。
紅衣主教小聲問石主教：“他來找溫辛？他是溫辛的什麽人？”
石主教也茫然。
他哪知道啊，他根本沒想到溫辛居然還和溫勁風認識！
等等……
溫辛，姓溫。
溫勁風，也姓溫。
三大主教幾乎在同一時間想到了關鍵點，倒吸了一口涼氣。
之前他們就覺得奇怪，張泉勇是唯心教從喪屍的包圍圈裏無意中救下來的，為什麽溫勁風會用“擄走”這個詞？
石主教連忙上前禀告小狐貍。
“糟了殿下，溫勁風這一次找上門應該不是為了張泉勇，而是為了找回溫辛。”
“溫辛有很大的概率是溫勁風傳聞中那個離家出走的弟弟！”
他肉眼可見地慌張起來：“可是我們現在根本不知道溫辛去了哪兒！”
小狐貍理所當然地看了他一眼：“我知道啊，溫勁風是溫辛的哥哥。”
這回輪到石主教傻眼了：“啊？”
他呆呆地問：“那，那怎麽從來沒有聽您提起過？”
小狐貍看起來比他還奇怪：“你又沒有問過我。”
說完話，他不管身後一臉石化的石主教，回答溫勁風剛才的話。
“溫辛去找朋友了，現在估計還沒有回來，你想見他？”
李永明的表情變了，迅速看向面沉如水的溫勁風。
溫勁風半點都沒停頓。
“承蒙教皇關照，但是家弟在貴地叨擾的時間夠久了，我這一次來，也是帶他回家。”
等溫勁風放下了喇叭，李永明在旁邊遲疑地說：“長官，我剛才仔細看了，他說話的時候沒有使用任何擴音裝置，但我卻能将他的聲音聽得清清楚楚。”
溫勁風毫不意外：“他是變異體。”
說着，男人不動聲色地用手指敲了敲自己的衣服口袋。
在指尖力道的牽扯下，一個巴掌大小的方形匣子，隐約透出來了一點輪廓。
這枚匣子是溫勁風斥巨資從第一基地手裏借來的秘密武器，使用之後，會給變異體造成一定程度的虛弱。
只要變異體虛弱，那麽人類的熱武器就是最好的殺器。
東西是真的，試驗過，效果奇佳，非常制霸。
但溫勁風沒有忘記，第一基地借出這殺手锏時，爽快到不像話的态度。
後者應該在籌謀着什麽不見光的計劃。
若非萬不得已，溫勁風還是不想動用這玩意。
李永明見長官有所預料，稍微放下了心。
但他又發現了一個怪異的地方。
“聽那位教皇的語氣，他似乎和溫辛很熟？”
溫勁風沒忍住冷笑：“熟悉到在他昏迷的時候将人強行帶走？”
這一點确實說不過去。
如果是認識或者交好的人，至少不會這麽魯莽無禮。
畢竟溫辛可不是一個人倒在地上，他的身邊還有小隊同伴林南。
而據林南的複述，溫辛确實是被搶走的，強盜還是一大群狐貍。
小狐貍很多事情都可以忍。
比如說溫勁風态度特別不好，咄咄逼人，先是派來了大量軍隊，接着又說了很多不好聽的話。
但他唯獨不能忍耐的是，溫勁風居然想要将溫辛給帶走。
這讓他對溫勁風本就不多的好感瞬間墜入了谷底，聲音也完全冷了下來。
“溫辛在這裏過得很好，很開心，他不會也不可能跟你回去。”
這仿佛宣誓主權一樣的發言，把李永明突然給整不會了。
要比聲音有多凍人，溫勁風完全不會遜色于小狐貍。
他當即冷眼道：“教皇殿下可能沒聽清楚，溫辛是我的弟弟。”
“親、弟、弟。”
溫勁風一字一頓：“你想用什麽名義扣留他？”
小狐貍毫不客氣，語氣裏帶着顯而易見的譏諷。
“你是溫辛的親哥哥沒有錯，放任了溫辛二十多年不管不顧的親、哥、哥！”
“他寂寞的時候你在哪裏，他受傷不開心的時候你在哪裏，他哭了的時候你又在哪裏？”
溫勁風聽到這一連串的質問，臉色不是很好看，脫口喝道。
“是他先丢下我離家出走，不是我要趕他走！還有他什麽時候哭了？二十多歲了還掉眼淚，他丢不丢人？”
李永明：……這是重點嗎長官？！
可緊跟着，他就見溫勁風将手順勢摸向口袋。
男人表面上跟小狐貍不管不顧地吵起來，看起來情緒上頭，特別不穩定。
實則悄無聲息地将匣子拿了出來，平穩地捏在了手裏。
溫勁風如鷹般銳利的眸眼，細細地打量小狐貍身上的每一個細節。
他在審視這個變異體會如何使用自己的能力。
正致力于和溫勁風争吵的小狐貍，突然從對方的身上感受到了一股潮水般洶湧的危險感。
這種危險感好像一柄鋼刀，狠狠地紮開了他的大腦神經。
小狐貍瞬間寒毛直豎，眼中更是被激起了猩紅血色。
無形的威壓從他的身上蕩開，在場不少人都受到了影響，神色一陣恍惚。
溫勁風也感受到了這種能直接影響神志的強烈不适。
只不過他的意志力比一般人強大，沒有像其他人一樣目光渙散呆滞，而是一下子痛得捂住了自己的腦袋。
擡眼看見傀儡一樣傻站在原地的李永明，溫勁風以為小狐貍發起了攻擊。
他眼中閃過一抹狠色，指尖已經挑進了開啓匣子的縫隙。
眼看着匣子就要被打開了——
嘭！
一個人影從天而降，重重地砸在了溫勁風所在的這輛裝甲車的車窗上。
處于就近位置的幾人，包括李永明在內，瞬間就被這巨大的動靜給驚回了神。
他們飛快拔出槍來，神情嚴肅，怒吼出聲。
“什麽人？所有人警戒，有偷襲！”
.
溫辛爬上起重機的時候，兩邊戰局形勢已經緊張到一觸即發。
小狐貍不分敵我的力量沖散出去，毫無意外也影響到了他。
瞬間溫辛一晃神，連忙用力地甩了甩頭。
小七的情況不對勁，他得趕快下去！
溫辛顧不上去想會不會被人打成個篩子，将從駕駛室裏翻出來的安全設備套在自己的身上，繩子另一端綁在吊索上，蕩秋千似的往下跳。
五十多米的高空，讓冷冽的風也變成了一把把鋒利的刀。
溫辛的耳畔嗡鳴不斷，全憑磐石一樣的意志力才沒讓自己在中途松手。
快要抵達地面時，他用力地往上一拽，雙腿蜷縮再一翻轉，通過增大身體在空氣中受到的阻力，來卸掉從高處墜落所帶來的沖擊。
然後，溫辛就華麗地摔在了裝甲車的車窗上。
就有了剛才那一番質問。
溫辛的腿都給震麻了，五髒六腑差點移位，整個人痛得眼冒金星。
但有安全設備的保護，他還不至于暈過去。
聽出李永明的聲音，溫辛掙紮着擡起頭，擺了下手說道：“李長官，是我，溫辛……嘶！”
腳踝傳來一陣鑽心的刺痛感，腫脹的不适從皮肉裏迅速滾散而出，溫辛猜測自己的腳應該扭傷了。
老實說，高空蹦極只有這麽點損傷，已經是不幸中的萬幸。
卻又聽到嘭的一聲巨響，車門從裏被人打開，風風火火地沖出來一個男人。
他抓住溫辛的肩膀，表情特別恐怖，那一瞬間整個人都好像要瘋了，對着青年劈頭蓋臉地喝問。
"Where did you jump from, that crane? Are you tired of living, Wen Xin?!"
Before Wen Xin could recover, he was met with Wen Jinfeng's almost broken voice.
Thinking that Wen Jinfeng was probably worried about him and that was why he was so aggressive, he could still endure being yelled at at first.
Later, he couldn't help it anymore and retorted in a weak voice.
"I did lower the crane when you two were arguing... It's not that I don't know how to walk normally, I don't have legs, and I don't want to be a Powerpuff Girl... Is that enough, Wen Jinfeng!"
Wen Xin was also furious: "If any of you weren't arguing so sincerely, you would have noticed that I was almost shouting myself hoarse!"
"I called you so loudly, but you didn't even raise your head. You mentioned that I just wanted to find an excuse to start a fight, right? You don't care about me at all!"
Wen Jinfeng was choked by his roar.
Wen Xin's chest heaved.
He seldom showed his emotions so openly, and the angry shout just now woke him up.
He once imagined what the scene would be like when he and Wen Jinfeng reunited.
Maybe we will remain silent and show no enthusiasm, or maybe we will make sarcastic remarks and finally part ways unhappily.
But Wen Xin never thought that the next time they met, the two armies would meet and the situation would be tense, and that he would become the fuse that triggered the war.
If he really becomes a sinner who causes the destruction of lives, it would be better to kill him before anything happens!
A faint voice came from behind: "Wen Xin..."
Wen Xin quickly calmed his breathing.
He turned around and saw the boy looking at him with a biting lip, looking like a child who had done something wrong.
The little fox could feel Wen Xin's anger most clearly, and readily admitted his mistake.
"Wen Xin, believe me, I know what you hate and I don't want to fight with him."
At this point, the young man did not forget to divert the blame and pointed at Wen Jinfeng aggrievedly: "It's something he's carrying that seems to be able to restrain me and make me feel particularly uncomfortable."
Wen Xintong paused for a moment and looked quickly at Wen Jinfeng.
Wen Jinfeng calmed down faster than him. His expression was calm and flawless. He casually spread his hands and opened his mouth with a sneer.
"Your Highness, what are you talking about? I am just an ordinary human being. How can I have such a magical thing?"
"If I really had it, I wouldn't have wasted my time talking to you just now. Wouldn't I have just used that thing to subdue you?"
The little fox said gloomily: "You were going to use it, but you didn't have time."
"So." Wen Jinfeng raised his eyebrows, "Are you, the Pope, planning to send someone to search me?"
"I don't mind, or you can search it yourself."
The little fox frowned, he was sure that the other person was carrying something.
But he had a hunch that nothing good would come of getting close to this man.
Wen Xin was silent for a while.
He looked at the little fox that was looking at him, and then looked at Wen Jinfeng who looked innocent.
After a long while, he sighed softly, as if he was compromising helplessly.
"Well, one is the Pope of Idealism, and the other is the leader of City A. In front of so many people, they are arguing like kindergarten kids. What kind of talk is that?"
The little fox pouted in grievance, and Wen Jinfeng curled his lips and smiled.
Wen Xin rubbed his forehead and said, "You guys are not going to fight now, are you? If you are not going to fight, then find a place to sit down and have a good chat."
At this time, he covered his ankle and hissed with his teeth bared: "Ah!"
Immediately the little fox's heart shuddered violently.
He looked down and saw Wen Xin had rolled up his trouser legs, revealing purple bruises.
The scars were so horrifying that the little fox felt his heart clenched and he hurried over to support him.
"Wen Xin, are you injured? When did it happen? Does it hurt? I should have discovered it earlier!"
He was so focused on suppressing his restless nature that he didn't notice that Wen Xin's ankle was injured.
Wen Jinfeng's brows were also furrowed.
Cold sweat broke out on Wen Xin's forehead.
He moved his feet, and a sharp pain shot up to his brain nerves. His face turned pale and transparent in an instant. He stretched out his hand to Wen Jinfeng: "Brother, help me too, hiss."
Hearing the young man's continuous breathing, Wen Jinfeng couldn't help himself and reached out to support his body.
"Now you feel the pain? Why didn't you feel it when you went up to heaven just now..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
Wen Jinfeng raised his head, but slowly glanced down.
This angle allowed him to see Wen Xin's slender fingers stretched out.
The snow-white fingertips pressed against his clothes pocket and gently pinched the box inside.
Wen Jinfeng raised his eyes again and met Wen Xin's eyes.
The young man stared at him silently, with a bright and clear light flashing in his eyes, and countless emotions passing through him, as if he had seen through him.
【Author’s words】
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