At this moment, in an abandoned building in Morningwind City.

A man in a gray shirt and a mask and a middle-aged man who was older than him were leaning against the side of the van, chatting with their arms folded.

"Brother Chen," the masked man said, "Hasn't the call been connected yet?"

The man called "Brother Chen" was holding his mobile phone at this time, with a confused expression on his face.

"Who knows what's going on," he looked up at the sky and then at his phone, "First it was out of service over there, and now there's no signal here and we can't make calls..."

To be honest, Brother Chen also feels very weird now.

Although they are not professionals in this field, they have some experience in this field and thought it was a piece of cake when they received the order. But when they really started to do it, they found that this job was too outrageous.

Not to mention that the target himself seemed to be very vigilant. When Brother Chen was stalking him not long ago, he had intentionally or unintentionally seen a lot of spies around. It seemed that the target was being secretly protected.

If it weren't for the fact that this job made a lot of money and involved something else important, Brother Chen would probably have quit.

Putting down his phone and taking out a cigarette, Brother Chen shook his head: "I guess the signal here is not very good. Forget it, let's wait a while."

"Come to think of it, our target this time seems to be quite wealthy," he said, "I seemed to have seen quite a few people secretly protecting her before."

As he spoke, Brother Chen took a deep puff of his cigarette and sighed, "So it's good to be rich. Even the kidnappers have to look at your face."

The young man standing next to him, his nephew, also looked envious: "Yes, rich people can really do whatever they want."

To be honest, as amateurs in this field, they had indeed seen many wealthy people, but this was the first time they had seen a bodyguard that looked so professional.

It's really enviable.

Brother Chen taught his nephew while smoking a cigarette: "But don't just look at these guys because they are rich. What's the use of having money? Sometimes having too much money is not a good thing. And there are things in this world that money can't buy."

Something that money can’t buy? Upon hearing this, my nephew’s ears immediately perked up.

He had vaguely heard that his uncle seemed to have some secret, and this secret was the key to his success in many "business activities".

Now it seems that my uncle is finally going to reveal a part of this secret to me? !

As if noticing his nephew's excitement, Brother Chen smiled and threw away the cigarette butt.

"This world is not as simple as you think," he gestured, "What was the name of the one you taught in high school? Wei, Wei what?"

"Materialism." The nephew reminded.

Brother Chen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, materialism! It means that material things are the key, and spirit is secondary!"

In fact, the materialistic viewpoint is not so simple and crude, but my nephew said nothing.

He is still waiting for the old man to drop gold coins.

Over there, Brother Chen's tone was somewhat smug: "If you ask me, the spirit of people in this world is the key! Didn't you materialists say that there are no superpowers in this world? To be honest, there are superpowers, and quite a few!"

Uncle, materialism is really not such a simple thing...

The more he listened, the more the nephew felt the importance of knowledge.

Sometimes you can really tell a person's level from his words. For example, my uncle graduated from elementary school and started working out. To be honest, it's really embarrassing...

But the nephew still didn't say anything and continued to wait for Brother Chen to drop gold coins.

I have risked my life to follow this guy. Isn't my dream to collect gold coins from him?

After coughing, Brother Chen patted his van lightly and said, "There are some creatures in this world that possess powerful powers. How powerful are they? If they were in ancient times, they would be 'gods'!"

"No, they are more noble than 'Gods'. They are the true rulers of this world and the makers of the rules of this world..."

Brother Chen's words became more and more enthusiastic: "That's right, they are the masters of the world, and we are just passers-by! They have immortal life and extraordinary power. They are the absolute supreme and master!"

The nephew next to him looked at his gradually crazy expression and subconsciously took a half step back.

Only then did he recall that he seemed to have heard rumors about his uncle.

His uncle seems to have joined some evil cult...

Brother Chen's tone became more and more fanatical: "That's right, they are the ones who should be above us. What do the foreigners say in their mythology?"

"God, yes, they are God, they are gods! They are the great existence that is the most holy, the most complete, the most true, and the most powerful. They are the light of true knowledge that breaks through all the fog. They are great, beautiful, good, and..."

"They are a group of corrupt, twisted, dirty and aggregated monsters."

Amidst Brother Chen’s frenzied voice, a voice slowly came from a distance.

The voice sounds very young and is filled with the vitality unique to youth.

Or, in other words, it's like a burning... living fire that never goes out!

Brother Chen and the other man looked into the distance.

At the door of the abandoned building, in the open space illuminated by the sun, a young man with bandages on his hands walked out of the light and stepped into the darkness step by step.

With every step he took, he trampled on the shadows inside the building, as if using flames to burn something disgusting to ashes, and red sparks flew in the air.

Who is that? This question popped up in the nephew's mind.

And Brother Chen seemed to have got the answer.

His expression was serious as he stared from afar at the young man who seemed to be walking on flames in the distance.

"Are you the 'rebel' mentioned by God?" Brother Chen's face was as gloomy as water. "Are you Xun Mo, Qi Guang, or Xiao Qing?"

Who are these? The young man opposite him was obviously stunned for a second.

After a long while, he shook his head and said, "I am not anyone you mentioned."

no?

How could it not be?

A trace of doubt flashed across Brother Chen's eyes, and he pondered in his heart: "Didn't the envoy say that the 'rebels' would come?"

Wait, since it’s not…

Brother Chen's expression suddenly changed: "Are you Wang Weizheng?!"

That damned "rebel" leader, the culprit who made the Red Lotus Lord hate the mortal world? ! Damn it!

Brother Chen's expression changed.

Looking at Brother Chen, the young man sighed: "I am not anyone you know."

"You can call me, 'Red Lotus Walker,'" he said, "Red Lotus Walker of the Bright Daylight."

red lotus……

Isn’t Honglian the name of the deity?

Brother Chen stared blankly at the young man in the distance, his brain failing to react for a while.

Then soon, he noticed new movements by the young man in the distance.

He pulled a cell phone from his pocket and held it to his ear.

"Yes, I am...'Red Lotus Walker'," the young man's expression was very serious, and he seemed to be secretly excited, "Operation code 0002, 'Watcher's Shield' plan activated, requesting approval."

About two seconds passed.

A young man's voice came from Honglian's phone: "Wait a moment, help me turn on the speakerphone."

"Honglian" nodded. Although no one would see it, he still did it.

He turned on the speakerphone, allowing the man's voice to echo throughout the abandoned building.

Soon, both Brother Chen and his friend heard the gentle voice smiling and saying, "Are you a follower of the Nine-Headed Divine Religion? Interesting. Wasn't one of the nine alien species that led you defeated not long ago? How dare you come out now? Or has Qingguang finally become senile and confused?"

Hearing the noun in the other party's words, Brother Chen's face changed again! "Who are you?!"

Brother Chen said sternly: "How dare you address the god by his name?!"

Facing Brother Chen's questioning, the man on the phone just chuckled.

"Give Qingguang my regards," he said, "and tell him that I will come to visit him sooner or later to thank him for hosting my friend."

After saying this, the phone was hung up.

Only Brother Chen was left, looking at the young man in the distance with an uncertain expression.

The phone call just now made him feel uneasy and confused.

The supreme and mysterious God in his mind seemed quite... simple and boring in that person's mouth? No, that was impossible. It must be just bluffing.

With this thought in mind, Brother Chen suddenly discovered that the young man who replaced the "Red Lotus" god in the distance had taken off the bandage on his hand.

Then he slammed his hands together! Red flames arose and died from the impact, and in a short time, they burned rapidly until they covered his entire body! The blazing fire man stood in the shadows, and the flames around him burned like a red sunset, which made people's eyes hurt.

"The operation has begun," Honglian said, "The operation has been archived."