Tears fell from Angel's innocent eyes, and the expression on her face was not the kind of pitiful person who had been wronged, but an incomparably heavy sadness and hatred, which did not look like a disguise at all.

"Uncle, before I answer this question for you, I would like to ask you a question." When Angel sobbed, it was not an exaggeration to say that the pear blossoms brought the rain to Chu Chu.

"Ahem, you ask." There was no distress on the host's face, but his right hand had been clutched on his left chest, and even his shirt had some folds. Of course, this is not to feel sorry for Angel, but that his heart is beating so fast that he almost has a feeling of exploding his chest.

"Every species, every individual, is there a big difference, right?" Angel asked, "For example, human beings, no matter which country, which race, which race, are both good and bad, right?" Among human beings, there are fraternities who are kind to life, murderers who are careless about human life, and even dictators who carry out genocide. Don't talk about the Second World War, which is too far away, look at Africa back then, Milosevic slaughtered half a million people in Rwanda, do you remember? ”

The host was speechless and could only remain silent.

"Yes, you guessed what I was going to say. Unfortunately, this is the case, there is also such a difference between the many individuals of the Holy Race, the people of the Temple are self-disciplined and never harm humans unless their lives are threatened, but there are also some Holy Races who are not like this, they have blood on their hands, they take pleasure in killing and cannibalism, they are cruel and brutal, they will even cut open the belly of a pregnant woman, take out the baby in the womb, and eat it in front of the pregnant woman - if the poor victim is not already dead. The sadness in Angel's eyes faded and was replaced by intense hatred, "Although everything I know has been told by the Holy Envoy, and I have not experienced that nightmare myself, I also have a bitter hatred for those executioners!" ”

The host asked, "Sorry, excuse me, but you mean, when you were in Yuanjiang before, your ethnic group had already had obvious differences, right?" ”

"Yes." Angel nodded, "At that time, the temple was weak, and the Holy Envoy joined forces with some humans who believed in the Holy Spirit to establish a shelter in the southern suburbs to protect those innocent refugees. However, in the eyes of the Huaxia army, no matter what the Holy Clan did, it was just a monster that had to be destroyed, so tanks and artillery drove over, and the shelter completely collapsed. After losing their base for survival, the people of the Temple went into exile, hiding from human armies and warriors, and at the same time had to stop the saints who would harm the human race at will. ”

"Fortunately, with the blessing of the Holy Spirit, the Holy Envoy has gained some vitality for the continuation of the temple. Later, a cruel tyrant and dictator appeared among the fallen saints, his name is the holy one, he is the most powerful saint clan, he led countless fallen saints, besieged the human army in a small city fortress, and slaughtered all the residents outside the fortress, it was he who slaughtered millions of residents in the far river! ”

"Now, the Holy Envoy has mastered the specific location of the war criminal Holy One and his many minions, and the Temple is about to announce the evidence and specific location of the Holy One's crimes, and the people of the Temple will enthusiastically respond to the call of the Holy War, and we will avenge the people of Yuanjiang!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the TV screen exploding sounded almost in no particular order, followed by an angry curse.

"Fuck you!"

Yu Qian couldn't help but look sideways, after getting along for so long, he had hardly heard Yang Xiaoqian's foul language, and occasionally when he was angry, he only said a few words of "fart", "bastard", "stupid", and never said such vulgar words - from the very beginning, Yu Qian could see that Yang Xiaoqian was a person who paid attention to his personal image, especially after becoming a team leader.

But everyone has reverse scales, Yuanjiang people have always been Yang Xiaoqian's reverse scales, no one can easily touch them, even if Du Xinlu, secretary of the Jiangbei Provincial Party Committee, wants to stretch out his hand indiscriminately, he must first be prepared to be cut off.

Now that the sacrifices of millions of Yuanjiang compatriots are being used by mutants to make a play, how can Yang Xiaoqian endure it?

Under the rage, the black mist emerged from all over Yang Xiaoqian's body, rising like water vapor, but it could not dissipate for a long time, which made Yang Xiaoqian, who was shrouded in black mist, look like a distorted shadow and a beating black fire.

"It's a white conspiracy." Yu Qian was worried that Yang Xiaoqian would lose his mind, so he persuaded him loudly, "That so-called Holy One, even if it is not a white chess piece, it must be a puppet supported by Bai Yiyi, and when he finishes using it, he will throw it out as a target to attract hatred." ”

"No, this is a conspiracy, and Bai is buying time for himself." Yang Xiaoqian's voice is unconsciously reminiscent of an active volcano that is about to erupt.

Yu Qian frowned and asked, "Then what are you going to do?" It seems that Bai is going to sell the Holy One, what do we do about it? ”

"The Holy One belongs, kill them all, and leave no one behind! As for ...... in the U.S. Federation," Yang Xiaoqian glanced at Yu Qian meaningfully, and said slowly, "There may be some awakened people who have escaped from the Far Rescue Society and the Transformation Center, they may sneak into the U.S. Federation to find mutants for revenge, and if they violate the U.S. Federal Constitution or any laws applicable to ordinary people, the parliament has the obligation to ensure their safe extradition back to China to be tried by the court of the awakened." ”

"Even if it's only for mutants, it's still dangerous." At this time, Yu Qian became a "rational faction", and cautiously persuaded Yang Xiaoqian, "Think carefully and think twice before acting." ”

Before Yang Xiaoqian opened his mouth to answer, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Yang Xiaoqian took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, did not answer the phone, but looked at Yu Qian and nodded, and said, "I'm going back to work." ”

"Okay." Yu Qian got up to send him off.

………………

In a European castle, in a dark basement, the dim light of a kerosene lamp hits an iron cage, illuminating a misshapen silhouette.

A humanoid creature with two sickle-like arms stood in an iron cage with its back bent, a large piece of bloodshot raw meat at his feet, and he could see that he wanted to bend down and pick it up and stuff it into his mouth, but he didn't dare.

Because if you eat this piece of meat, you will die.

But the instinct of hunger made it difficult for him to resist the temptation, and he could not help but bend his back to get closer to the piece of meat, which looked like he might fall to the ground at any moment and nibble on the raw meat.

In the darkness, the observer's indifferent eyes fixed on the cage, silently waiting for time to pass.

Thirty minutes later, the bell rang, the pitch-black basement was instantly lit up, and the observers stepped out from behind the one-way mirror. The observer at the front opened the cage and slammed the lock to the ground, and applause rang out.

The observer who opened the cage congratulated the monster inside, "Congratulations, Mr. Viscount, you have passed this test, and from now on you are also a member of the Temple, welcome to the Holy Family!" ”

"Is there any meat...... "The deformed monster shook his arms, "I mean, the meat that is allowed to be eaten?" ”

"Of course, please come with me, the Holy Envoy has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you."

At the head of the long table at the dinner party, a hairless teenager played with more than a dozen brain nuclei piled up on the table, muttering to himself.

"If there is no brain tissue in my brain, how can the lower saints have emotions?"

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