"Wait, there will be a good show soon." The visitor from Hell laughed gloatingly.

Wuming became angry and slapped the table and asked, "Good show?! What kind of show! Do you know, maybe you can organize this 'Science Society' and fall into the trap of the faceless man!"

He saw me anxiously and said disapprovingly: "Snare? Will I fall into the trap of those beasts?"

"What is the difference between your cult-like rhetoric and the 'evil view' in the 'Ten Evil'! Don't forget, if the 'Ten Evil' ritual can really summon the underground paradise, then the last step left in this ritual is to kill the 'evil view' and treat it as the last sacrifice!"

The more I spoke, the more excited I became, but Chen Yu walked over and put her hands on my shoulders, indicating that I was calm and restless.

"He is not trying to save people, but to pull people to take care of him!" I pointed to the visitor from hell and reminded Chen Yu.

Chen Yu moved his lips and just wanted to say something, he heard a noise coming from the screen.

She and I were both shocked because in a flash, countless people suddenly appeared at the entrance of Luqiao Park.

Yes, they were all wearing white clothes, but those clothes were obviously not specially customized, and there were no "Science Society" prints on them! I saw an old man in his sixties and seventies. He had an unfit white shirt that was old and yellow. His face was vicissitudes. He rolled up his sleeves, kept waving his rough hands, shouting something in the crowd.

He must be a manual worker, and this white shirt is probably an item from many years ago. He was probably bewitched by the Science Society, and he took out the white shirt from the depths of the wardrobe, put it on, and ran over to attend the rally.

Those who were wearing printed T-shirts just now should be the organizers of the Science Society, and the group of people in white who are rushing up now are the real ordinary people.

When the sky collapsed and the earth fell, they did not retreat. They also tried their best to protect the city and the land where their ancestors lived.

They have only passion and enthusiasm, but this enthusiasm and power cannot be vented.

The visitor from Hell has obviously understood the emotions of ordinary people. He only needs to find a name for these ordinary people who are full of self-rescue and find an emotional outlet to easily incite them.

I saw countless ordinary citizens coming from all directions, densely packed with people, and the open space in front of the gate could not accommodate them for a long time, and the roads on both sides of the gate had no place to stand.

They stood on the lawn, they climbed onto the railings, and they began to ignore the blockade at the door. They worked together to build a ladder and climb into the park wall; they worked inside and outside, shouting trumpets, and in an instant they broke the iron fence; they seemed to have endless energy, and they found many tools from somewhere. They dug the foundation of the wall, and then millions of people stood outside and shouted in unison.

"one two three!"

The dust rose on the screen, and the walls of Luqiao Park that stretched for several kilometers collapsed one after another, like dominoes that triggered the mechanism.

A burst of cheers erupted in the crowd. Tens of thousands of people stepped on the walls, and the ruins of the fence rushed into Luqiao Park with a scream. They stepped on the lawn, walked around the wetlands, rushed through the walls and encirclements raised by the special team, and rushed towards the thousands of lawns in the park regardless of everything.

"The vast ocean, the vast ocean!" The visitor from Hell was obviously shocked by the spectacular scene. His voice trembled, he kept slapping the table, and exclaiming loudly.

I stood up suddenly.

"No! We must go to the scene as well!"

I pulled Chen Yu up and walked towards the door of the conference room, but as soon as I opened the door, I was shocked.

Because at some point, the corridor was filled with dense crowds of people, holding iron tools and looking at us with murderous aura on their faces.

I suddenly understood the intention of the visitor from hell!

His purpose was not to rescue us and take us to the rally in Luqiao Park. He wanted to snatch us from the special team, and then he would put us under house arrest and control us!

The visitors from hell kept calling the mandrills the devil. Yes, the mandrills did kill innocent people indiscriminately, but Fei Tang, who was already blinded by hatred, incited innocent people to treat them as their tools and hostages. He is the even worse person!

I am not a Virgin, but I am not a social Darwinian. Fei Tang's experience is indeed sympathetic, but now I see him breathing air conditioning, sitting in the conference room, watching countless cannon fodder charge in front of me, and his appearance of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai is really disgusting.

"Two, come in the house. You can't get out anyway. Why not sit here and watch a good show!"

The door of the conference room was completely pushed open, and the visitor from hell laughed. Looking at the crowds on the screen, his excitement was completely aroused.

"Everyone, think about it! More than 1,300 years ago, the mountain mandrill legion of Xiye Kingdom was fierce and brutal, rampant in Shannan, but tens of thousands of Tang troops surrounded the city, they instantly lost their fighting spirit and escaped into the ground like a turtle, and dared not come out. Now you look up and see that there are more than ten thousand people in our Weiyang City angry!"

"Ho! Ho!" The believers of the "Science Society" guarding the corridor also held iron tools, and they were excited and shouted.

At the same time, the scene in Luqiao Park on the screen also became boiling.

"President! President!"

I heard bursts of crying.

"President! President!"

I saw a passage flashing out of the gathering crowd. A dozen burly men walked in front, wearing white short-sleeved shirts and surrounded by a man of medium size.

That's right, it's the cousin who snatched my name from birth.

He was obviously shocked by the scene and moved forward dizzyly. Perhaps because of a bodyguard next to him, he stretched out his hand unnaturally and waved towards the increasingly dense crowd.

The cheers were getting louder and louder, and countless "members" rushed over. They cheered and burst into tears. They stretched out their hands to hold their cousin's hand. The cousin's arms were stretched and fell down. The expression on his face was distorted and weird. There might be too much flavor in it - pain? panic? nervous? or excitement?

The visitor from Hell was sitting in the conference room, and he looked at the screen proudly - yes, although his cousin was the nominal president, he was just a puppet or a work of the visitor from Hell, right?

If it weren't for him, my cousin would have been sitting in that small and stuffy room, wearing big shorts, drinking ice coke, instilling instant noodles, and typing with an old laptop, right?

Now that the stars are changing, he has been surrounded by all living beings, and millions of people place their hopes on him. Judging from his expression, he is full of shock. The situation in front of him completely surpasses his imagination. He is inexplicably surprised that he has lost his position.
Chapter completed!