"Old Lu, there are no fish in this lake, I've told you so many times."
Chen Hang took a step forward, reaching out his hand to the figure in the scarlet lake as he spoke.
Chenyu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he pressed down on his hand and hissed softly.
"Xiao Hang! Cheer up!"
Chen Hang looked up blankly and saw Chen Yu smiling.
"Brother, you came back without saying a word. Please help me take care of these old men and women."
As he spoke, his face was already covered in tears.
"Brother, they don't listen to me. Why won't they listen to me?"
Chen Hang fought back tears, his sorrow as boundless as a sea of bitterness, threatening to engulf him.
But he cannot perish here; he is the elder brother!
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the tears welling up, Chen Yu said coldly.
"Chenhang! Wake up!"
"Brother, I don't understand..."
Bang!
Without a word, Chenyu punched Chenhang in the face with the purest form of human power.
"stand up!"
Seeing Chen Hang lying lifeless on the ground, Chen Yu took a deep breath and shouted, "Get up! Take revenge!"
“…”
Seeing that he didn't react, Chenyu grabbed his collar and stared intently into his eyes with his bloodshot eyes.
"I said! Revenge! Do you understand?"
The sadness in Chenhang's pupils was slowly washed away by the pain on his face, and the illusion of yesterday gradually faded from his vision.
It revealed the cruel and merciless reality.
Bang!
The fist slammed into Chen Hang again, but this time it was blocked by a hand.
"revenge!"
With a bang, Chen Yu was punched in the face by Chen Hang, but he did not dodge.
Chen Yu spat the blood from his mouth onto the ground, and his gaze softened slightly.
"Xiao Hang".
Chen Hang took a deep breath, as if trying to etch the scent of hatred into his heart.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
"It's good that you're alright."
The two men's gazes calmed down slightly, but a closer look still revealed their tightly clenched fists and the blood seeping from them.
Clearly, their inner peace was far less than it appeared on the surface.
"The two of you."
Upon seeing this, Shangwu walked over and his gaze fell on Chenhang.
The two realized what Shangwu meant, but Chenhang simply said, "I bought a pill."
Chenyu didn't offer any further explanation.
In this situation, revenge is their only goal in life.
The suspicion of being a religious believer is no longer important.
"good."
Shangwu didn't ask any more questions; he still had some humanity in him.
"You've seen the situation here, please accept my condolences."
He then continued, "Based on my speculation, these traces, which resemble those of strange beasts, were clearly made by followers of the Creation Cult."
"It must have been the incident at Laoshan Temple. Because you exposed your location, some remaining followers retaliated against you."
Shangwu briefly shared his guess, believing it was probably an internal conflict within the Creation Cult.
Chenyu and Chenhang both frowned and exchanged a glance.
The same suspicion was in their eyes.
Because that is actually possible.
The distribution of the Creation Church in District 11 is different, and most of the believers here have never experienced being controlled by Qin Sheng to dance.
Although they are religious believers, they still do their own thing on a daily basis.
To ensure his own safety, Xuzhou also adopted a single-line contact method for developing followers, with only those above able to contact those below.
However, the believers in District 11 have a clear rule: they cannot take any action unless ordered by their superiors.
Who is at the very top?
Xuzhou, and Chenyu Chenhang.
Originally, he only had Xu Zhou, but in order to win over the two senior members of the Creation Cult, he made Chen Yu and Chen Hang the leaders of the Eleventh District as well.
In other words, the actions of the 11th District believers could only be carried out with the approval of these three individuals.
Judging from the appalling state of the nursing home, if this was done by religious believers, the orders most likely came from the three of them.
Chenyu Chenhang is obviously impossible, so it must be Xuzhou?
Or perhaps... a cult leader?
Of course, there is also a slight possibility that the believers acted on their own initiative.
But no matter which possibility he considered, the hatred in Chenyu and Chenhang's eyes did not diminish in the slightest!
Shangwu glanced at the van that had arrived at the door and reminded everyone at the exit, "Grandpas and grandmas, we can't just leave it like this, you see..."
The two brothers snapped out of their daze, looked at the people who were covered in dustproof suits and walked down from the doorway, and nodded.
They also participated, piecing together the cruel reality bit by bit to restore it to its former state.
"Aren't you going to check on Second Uncle?" Shang Wu asked Shen Qing as he approached.
"Never mind." Shen Qing's face was full of bitterness. "To be honest, I've forgotten what Second Uncle looks like. It wouldn't be good if I cried for the wrong person."
Shangwu patted him on the shoulder: "Please accept my condolences."
Thanks.
The three of them left first, because the situation on the ground was clearly not something that could be resolved in a short time.
The car ride back was unusually quiet; no one was in the mood for small talk.
"See you tomorrow."
Shen Qing said hello and went back to her room.
After returning, he observed the scene through Chenyu and Chenhang's eyes and confirmed once again that it was not done by the cultists.
When Shang Wu and the other returned to their room, Xu Ruiling hugged her knees and stared blankly at the black-screened television.
His soul had long since drifted away to who knows where.
"Were you scared?"
Shang Wu gently embraced him, and Xu Ruiling snuggled into his arms like a kitten.
Neither of them spoke, but Shangwu would occasionally pat her head, offering silent comfort.
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