Behind Gong Qiang stood a young man. He was wearing coarse clothes and linen, and his face was very fair. He did not look like someone who was imprisoned here.
"Who are you?" Gong Qiang wondered why this man wanted to save himself.
"Don't be nervous, my name is Ma Xiaofeng, and I'm from China." The young man said.
"Why are you here?" Gong Qiang shouted
Ma Xiaofeng explained: "I am a villager from the nearby Majia Village. Majia Village was raided by the invaders, and I was brought here by them."
"The man in the white coat saw that I was smart and spared my life. I usually stay in the rooms of various laboratories cleaning."
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room, and the pair of patrol soldiers came back and checked each room.
Ma Xiaofeng hid Gong Qiang in the experimental room behind him and opened the door alone.
As soon as a patrol soldier came in, he yelled "Baga!" Ma Xiaofeng was slapped on the face.
A trace of anger appeared on Ma Xiaofeng's face, which he quickly covered up.
The patrolling soldier said in broken Chinese: "Baga, have you seen anyone come here?"
Ma Xiaofeng lowered his head and replied: "No, I have never seen anyone else here."
The patrol soldier kicked Ma Xiaofeng in the chest, knocking the young man to the ground and spitting in his face.
The smelly saliva slid down his cheek, and Ma Xiaofeng did not dare to wipe it.
"China man, let me know how dare you trick me into being careful about the bullets in my gun."
"Don't dare! Don't dare!"
The patrolling soldier laughed and left the room without checking the situation in the experimental room. He expected that the weak Chinese would not lie to him.
Seeing that the patrolling soldiers had gone away, Gong Qiang walked out of the room. He dared to use the rags and linen cloth on his body to wipe the saliva from his eyes. He was accustomed to the humiliation just now.
"How could you do this? Have you never thought of resisting?" Gong Qiang asked.
"Why resist? It's already good that they didn't hit me."
Gong Qiang looked at the numb He Gandang and became angry: "If everyone in the world is as numb as you, sooner or later China will become a piece of fish on someone else's chopping board."
"What you said sounds like those people."
"Who are those people?"
"They called themselves the disciple soldiers, and they were determined to drive these invaders out of their homes. But they all became ambassadors on the road in the laboratory. One of them also gave me a brochure, saying that if anyone said the same thing Just give him this booklet."
Ma Xiaofeng took out a book with a yellowed cover from the seam of his tattered clothes and handed it to Gong Qiang.
Gong Qiang doubtfully took the book and flipped through it carefully. The more he read, the more frightened he became. It recorded various biochemical weapons produced by the laboratory back then. Every page was stained with blood. It means that the person who wrote it has his own blood and tears. Recorded bit by bit.
Although it had been a long time, every virus that was tested on him made the old detective feel trembling. How dark that era was.
Gong Qiang carefully put it away. Every crime here was a loud baton to the country that did not recognize its history. He had to be taken out safely.
"Ma Xiaofeng, do you know how to get out?" Gong Qiang asked.
"You can't get out, you can't get out!" Ma Xiaofeng waved his hands and said, "There are people standing guard at the door 24 hours a day, so you can't get out at all."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Gong Qiangfa said harshly. He counted the equipment on his body, including one and a half magazines. He didn't fire a few shots when he just escaped. Bullets are particularly important at this time.
"You really want to go out?" Ma Xiaofeng asked in surprise.
Gong Qiang nodded, he had to send the booklet in his hand.
"I can't go with you. If you go to the end, turn left and you can reach the exit."
Although Gong Qiang didn't like Ma Xiaofeng's cowardice, he still thanked him before leaving.
Not long after he left, Ma Xiaofeng opened a small door in the experimental room. There were dozens of bones piled inside. The clothes they wore were rotten, but they could vaguely be seen as gray prison uniforms.
"I have fulfilled my promise to you, but what about your promise?" Ma Xiaofeng seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be communicating with dozens of bones.
A group of blue flames burned in the eye sockets of dozens of white bones, and they seemed to be communicating with Ma Xiaofeng, flickering on and off.
"You can't go back on your word. If you agree to take that book away, you have to follow me."
The blue flame flashed again, seeming to be arguing about something?
"I can promise you to protect Zhou Quan, but you have to give yourself to me first. I can make an oath to heaven and I will do my best to send him out."
The blue flame was silent for several minutes, and finally flashed again, agreeing to He Gandang's request.
"I, Ma Xiaofeng, hereby make an oath of heaven and earth, and I will definitely..." With the success of the oath of heaven and earth, a ray of mysterious energy entered Ma Xiaofeng's mind.
The oath of heaven is successful!
The oath of heaven is different from the previous promise. If a strong person breaks his promise, his practice will be at a disadvantage. But if he betrays the oath of heaven, the profound energy in his mind will definitely explode, destroying his foundation and taking his life.
The blue will-o'-the-wisp finally compromised and gathered little by little. Every time a little bit of the will-o'-the-wisp merged together, a soul appeared in the air and bowed gently to Ma Xiaofeng.
The youngest of these souls is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the oldest is only about forty. They all sacrificed their lives for this country.
Finally the last bit of will-o'-the-wisp was integrated into it, and Ma Xiaofeng took out a storage bag.
A suction force came from the mouth of the bag, and the ball of light was absorbed into it.
After doing all this, the coarse clothes and linen on his body disappeared and he put on a set of Taoist uniforms. A Qingxuan Qi tore apart the surrounding environment and restored his original appearance.
There were broken bottles and spider webs everywhere, and two bones lay on the ground.
He muttered: "Sister, I am really determined to fulfill the wishes of these heroic souls so that they will come with me willingly. If I directly reveal my identity and forcibly absorb their souls, why do so many things."
Just as he was going out, three cyan haloes loomed behind him. They were practitioners in the enlightenment realm, just like Huyan Hongzhuo, except that Ma Xiaofeng was younger, more energetic, and more powerful.
Gong Qiang carefully dodged one group after another of patrolling soldiers. It seemed that the battle just now had disturbed the other side, and the number of patrols increased and the time became shorter.
Arriving at the door of the guard post, there were seven or eight soldiers standing at the door. Gong Qiang carefully checked the guns and ammunition in his hands for fear of making any mistakes, so he aimed at the head of the soldier closest to him and pulled the trigger.
The bullet passed through the black barrel and hit the soldier between the eyebrows. The soldier fell straight down, but Gong Qiang didn't notice that there was no blood flowing from the soldier's forehead...
