Lan Xiaye and the others arrived late and had no place to stay, so they had no choice but to buy a viewing seat in an open-air building with Hua Jinghe.
After going up to the open-air building, the view became much wider. Lan Xiaye saw Qiangwei crowded in the crowd at a glance.
She changed out of her distinctive Lolita look and wore a jacket, covering her body tightly.
The two missionaries she controlled stood beside her, one on the left and one on the right.
Looking further ahead, Zhang Yuanming and the girl wearing a mask were also mixed in the crowd. After hearing that the mission worker was caught, Zhang Yuanming looked extremely ugly.
According to Lan Xiaye's judgment, she found at least ten missionaries nearby.
"It's begun." Wang Yuqiu said in a low voice, his eyes darkened, looking in the direction of the church.
A man is tied up and half-conscious on a cross.
His clothes were in tatters and barely hanging on his body.
The large amount of exposed skin was covered with scars, including whip wounds, marks of fire, electrical injuries, and signs of repeated lacerations.
Many people couldn't bear to see it.
"I know there are many people who don't believe in the existence of players, thinking that this is a way for the war group to eliminate dissidents. But unfortunately, players do exist." The man hidden in the cloak raised his hand, and the unconscious mission leader was Wake up.
After he woke up, he didn't scream or get angry, he just lowered his head in silence.
With just one glance, Lan Xiaye and others could confirm that he was indeed the mission holder.
No one can fake the indifference and perseverance of the missionaries who are outside the world.
"Qin Kenian." Black Cloak called out a name, and a young boy walked out of the battle group.
He opened his hands, and a huge screen similar to an LCD TV unfolded above his head.
On the screen, everyone can clearly see the entire process of the missioner being discovered.
Initially, the Chapter members approached the interrogation room as usual and asked the missionaries some simple questions.
"who is your favourite celebrity?"
The mission officer leaned back lazily in his chair and said with a playful smile: "Sir, I am not star-struck."
The superhuman in charge of the interrogation calmly changed the question, "Reciting an ancient poem by a poet. This is something that a three-year-old child can memorize. But don't tell me you can't memorize it."
"I'm illiterate and can't read Chinese characters." The mission leader's smile softened a little and he pointed at himself, still speaking without shame.
The members of the battle group looked at each other and knew it well.
They took out the handcuffs and walked towards the missionaries.
The next second, a submachine gun suddenly appeared in the hand of the taskmaster and fired at the two superpower users.
He is very fast, even if the members of the battle group are on guard, they are still killed by him with one blow.
The bullets penetrated their bodies as if they were free, beating them to pieces.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The members of the battle group shouted loudly, and more and more people surrounded the missionaries.
The tasker was very powerful. In addition to superpowers and weapons, he also had props. During this period, a group attack prop directly killed ten members of the battle group.
Seeing the heroic sacrifice of the battle group members on the screen one by one, the fear and hatred of the players with superpowers was once again aroused.
The video continued, and no one with powers made a sound. They watched in silence, as if they were mourning for the dead.
Finally, under the human sea tactics, seventeen people from the battle group were killed before the missionaries were completely suppressed.
The moment they saw the missionaries being caught, the crowd burst into loud cheers.
Black Cloak paused the screen, "As you can see, the weapons carried by players are very lethal and they are extremely dangerous. In order to ensure everyone's safety, the war group has decided to open it to everyone and accept all people with powers. But we have It is a process to check whether you are a player, please forgive me."
"Of course, the purpose of the war group is to recruit talents and protect the people. But this is just our wish, and we will not force everyone to join the war group..."
Lan Xiaye stopped listening to him and kept her attention on the sky.
The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and the sky is white and lifeless with haze.
"When the scene becomes chaotic, you should immediately contact the missionaries in the crowd and gather them together." Lan Xiaye sent a message to the team.
Dan Chun didn't ask any more questions and nodded trustingly, "Okay."
Black Cloak was still advertising for the war group, when suddenly Qin Kenian standing behind him started to move.
He pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed the black cloak's throat.
"Qin Kenian!" Someone in the battle group stopped him in surprise.
Wang Yuqiu couldn't understand, "What kind of show are they performing now?"
Lan Xiaye held her forehead, and she accurately found Qiangwei in the crowd. Sure enough, her fingers hung by her side and moved flexibly.
Qin Kenian was controlled by Qiangwei.
The black cloak fell to the ground with a crash, and the cloak on his body was torn by the dagger, revealing a familiar face.
It was the old man in black suit who was killed in public on Haiyue Beach!
Lan Xiaye's eyes changed, and she immediately went to see other people's reactions.
Unfortunately, the next moment, the cold wind brought a blizzard. The unprecedented blizzard mixed with hail that could kill people fell from the sky.
The strong wind and blizzard disrupted everyone's vision. At this moment, all you can see is endless white.
The bone-piercing cold, blessed by the wind and snow, blows on people's bodies like a bone scraper, freezing their blood.
People with superpowers do not have the same physique as missionaries. They only have superpowers, but their physiques have not evolved.
If they stay in the snow for too long, they will most likely freeze to death.
Everyone is retreating. This is the opportunity Lan Xiaye has been waiting for.
She made a quick decision and separated from the team, heading straight for Qiangwei's location.
After Lan Xiaye started to move, Wang Yuqiu and Dan Chun started to take action as if they were waking up from a dream.
Wang Yuqiu looked at Lan Xiaye's fleeting back, and a trace of doubt emerged in his heart.
——She seems to have expected all this?
The wind and snow are an obstacle to others, and also a protective color for Lan Xiaye's sneaking.
Using three-dimensional layers, Lan Xiaye quickly found the location of the rose.
There was no one around Qiangwei anymore. She sensed someone approaching and attacked with all her threads.
Fortunately, Lan Xiaye was well prepared and avoided Qiangwei's attack. She said helplessly: "It's me, Lan Xiaye, I have something to tell you."
Qiangwei frowned and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter with you?"
The thread was put down.
"You have also seen that the missionaries have been discovered. We must now unite to fight against the battle group. I plan to organize an underground alliance of missionaries to save ourselves." Lan Xiaye sent a message to Qiangwei.
Qiangwei thought for a long time.
Lan Xiaye continued: "Don't worry, in order to ensure everyone's safety and the confidentiality of the alliance, members of the Mission Alliance will not show up with their true colors. You can think of a code name now and make a good disguise."
(End of chapter)
