After the man shouted, he realized that he had become a prisoner at the moment, and his whole body suddenly became depressed and stopped talking.
However, the look in Ye Chen's eyes was full of awe.
Ye Chen asked coldly: "Who are you the so-called King of England?"
The man looked up at Ye Chen, and said in a daze: "I... don't know..."
"You don't know?" Ye Chen shouted coldly: "You always say that you can die for the Yingzhu at any time. Now tell me that you don't know who Yingzhu is?! Do you think I am a three-year-old child?!"
The man said in great fear: "I really don't know... From the day I remember, I knew that I wanted to give everything to the King of Ying, but I really don't know who the King of Ying is, and I have never seen the King of Ying, either
…”
Ye Chen frowned: "Who told you to give everything to the King of the King?!"
The man hurriedly said, "My parents..."
"Parents?!" Ye Chen asked coldly: "What role do your parents are in this organization?"
The man said, "My father is also a deceased soldier, just like me... He died gloriously thirty years ago... As for my mother... she is the daughter of other deceased soldiers, and was given to my father by Master Ying...
...After my father died, she committed suicide by taking poison according to Yingzhu's request..."
When Ye Chen heard this, he felt shocked!
It sounds like this, the structure of this organization seems to be beyond my imagination.
So he continued to ask: "Your father is a dead soldier and your mother is the daughter of other dead soldiers. Does it mean that all the boys born to the dead soldiers were trained to become the next generation of dead soldiers since childhood and died.
The girls born to the soldiers will be married to other soldiers and continue to raise the next generation?"
"Yes..." the man nodded and said, "Every dead soldier is like this. It has been passed down from the first generation to the present. One generation has been the dead soldier, one generation has been the dead soldier, and the dead soldier is the dead soldier.
A woman can only marry a dead soldier, give birth to children for the dead, and reproduce offspring. If she wants to leave the dead soldier in the future, she can only have the opportunity to be promoted by making military achievements..."
Ye Chen was shocked when he heard this.
From the perspective of the reproduction of dead soldiers alone, we can already conclude that this is a mysterious organization with a long history, and the organizational structure is extremely strict, even so tight that it can cultivate dead soldiers from generation to generation!
Moreover, this person's father cannot be the first generation of death warrior, because his mother is the daughter of other death warriors, which means that when he comes to him, he is at least the third generation of death warriors.
What does three generations mean? Judging from his age in his thirties, each generation has spanned twenty years, so the time span of these three generations has exceeded at least seventy years!
Wan Pojun on the side was also shocked.
Even he had never heard of such a terrible mysterious organization.
Ye Chen asked at this time: "Which generation of death warrior are you?!"
"I..." the man said in a daze: "I am the tenth generation of death warrior..."
"Ten generations..." Ye Chen was dumbfounded!
Ten generations of dead soldiers have spanned more than two hundred years...
Wan Pojun on the side couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Ye, if it seems that this is the case, there is no need to check the faces, DNA and fingerprints of these people today, because it is impossible to find them..."
The man also smiled bitterly and said, "There is no need to investigate. The dead soldiers are slaves raised by the organization. They will always be intermarried internally and will never escape. Therefore, we are in the database of any country in this world.
All are unrecorded. Not to mention fingerprints and faces, even the DNA has been locked up long ago. After ten generations of reproduction, our DNA basically has no ethnic connection with anyone outside. To put it bluntly
,We are slaves in this world who are unknown, no one knows about life and no one knows about death..."
For the first time, Ye Chen felt an indescribable sense of tension in his heart.
This tension does not come from fear, but from a fear of unknown giants.
The existence of the Dead Warrior has subverted his views.
He could not imagine how huge the true face of this organization was.
Immediately, when he saw that the man was depressed and seemed not absolutely loyal to the organization, he asked, "As far as you are concerned, do you seem to have complaints about this organization and the English leader?"
"Missing?" the man smiled bitterly, "I wish I could kill all the people in this organization to avenge my father, my grandfather and my ancestors who have gone to the next nine generations!"
Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly again, "But I don't have this ability... We have been trapped by the organization since we were young and cannot break free. The organization gives us extraordinary power, but that power is also a bomb hidden in our bodies.
Every seven days, we have to take drugs that suppress that force, otherwise our whole body will burst and die, so we cannot escape, nor dare to escape, nor dare to resist, because everyone's lives are organized
I have a firm control, not just me, but my wife, and my two children…”
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you already have a child?"
"Yes." The man nodded, with a rare warmth in his eyebrows. He said, "A dead man who is over twenty years old is the age of marriage. He will marry a woman of the right age among the descendants of the dead man as required. He will be a dead man as a dead man.
Reproduction and descendants, my wife is also the daughter of the Dead Soldier. She gave birth to two sons for me, the older one was thirteen years old and the younger one was ten years old.”
Ye Chen asked again: "Who will raise your two sons?"
The man said: "In life, my wife is raised, and trained by older deceased soldiers at other times. After they are over 16 years old, they will become the next generation of deceased soldiers and start to perform tasks for the organization. If they are lucky enough to be sixty, they will not be able to do so.
If you die, you can stay and be a mentor for young people.”
Ye Chen asked: "Have the dead soldiers ever thought about resisting?"
"Of course." The man said: "Every generation of dead soldiers has people who want to resist, but it doesn't make any sense. We leave the organization and have only seven days of life. Some people did not believe in evil before, and always felt that they could fight against the power in their bodies, but none of them were the same.
All the exceptions are dead.”
Speaking of this, the man said again: "There are strict regulations for the organization. If one person defects, the whole family will be in charge. If I want to escape, let alone whether I can live for seven days, my wife and children will be killed, so we are like
He was a slave who was controlled by white people back then and had no chance to resist."
Ye Chen asked curiously: "Do you still know white people and slaves, have you learned these?"
"Learned." The man nodded: "We had a lot of courses to learn when we were young and had a certain cultural foundation."
Ye Chen asked him: "Where do you usually live in? Which country?"
"I don't know..." the man shook his head and said, "As far as I know, since my grandfather's generation of dead soldiers, we have lived in the underground base. The base is constantly expanding every day, and now it is comparable to a small size.
In the underground city, whenever the task is about to be issued, the organization will issue a task list and inject drug into everyone on the list. After the drug is injected, we will know nothing. When we wake up, it is already time to
Where to go on a mission.”
As he said that, he paused slightly and continued, "Just like this time, after we were injected underground, we woke up and arrived in New York."
Ye Chen frowned and asked, "Then how did you perform the mission? Who issued the mission to you? Who guided you to the stadium?"