Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Red Clan, the Clan
The black light is like a dark envy, dragging a tail like a meteor.
"I want her dead..."
Extreme fear, glowing extreme potential, there has never been a moment when Yu Jiao's reaction can be so outstanding.
Seeing the black light approaching, she let out a terrible scream, her voice was sharp and hideous, and her throat seemed to be torn.
"Hum..."
The black brilliance stopped instantly, and at this time, it was only a few millimeters away from the tip of Yu Jiao's nose, and a second later was her death
At such a close distance, Yu Jiao could see it clearly.
It was like a gleaming black fluorescent astrolabe, and when the black light was close, it was actually composed of tiny black particles.
The particles were surging inside the brilliance, and what was visible to the naked eye was obviously not a simple energy attack.
The undoubted aura of destruction was something that Yu Jiao could feel, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of her forehead, and she didn't dare to move at all.
Zoro suddenly moved his body and descended again, closer to the gentlemen, almost above their heads.
The black man swayed, and Zuo Luo was half-possessed, looking directly at the gentlemen for the first time.
The particle-like black brilliance also disappeared from his gaze.
Yu Jiao exhaled, inexplicably having some heartbeats, but she didn't dare to look up.
"Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. Zoro said coldly.
Everyone felt even more weird, and all of them stiffened and cowered.
"Yes, I didn't plan to keep your sanity for you, but congratulations on giving me a surprise and saving my life for the time being. ”
Zoro did not hide it, and said lightly.
Although they had been mentally prepared, Zuo Luo's death declaration still made them tremble in their hearts, like death on their side.
But don't say it, Zuo Luo's outfit is really not much different from the god of death, and the strange appearance of black clothes fluttering, except for the lack of a scythe, is terrifying.
And walking before the ghost gate closed, Yu Jiao seemed to be a little bolder, and after slowing down for a while, she actually raised her head and looked directly at Zuo Luo.
However, Yu Jiao also understands that the black shadow in front of her is extremely disregarded for human life, and must not make mistakes again.
"You, are you asking us to take revenge on her, that red lotus?" Yu Jiao coughed, her throat suddenly became salty, and she knew that her throat was broken, but she still endured the pain.
"Naturally, what else would you want, continue to be moths?" said Zoro mercilessly.
When Han Tianqing and the others heard this, they finally understood that this black shadow seemed to be the enemy of Red Lotus, and while breathing a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but glare at Yu Jiao, this woman almost killed them.
"If you don't say this, we won't let her go, from childhood to adulthood, how can we suffer this kind of grievance, dare to provoke us, I will punish her nine clans, dig her ancestral grave, raise her ashes, and don't let her have a good time for the rest of her life. ”
Han Tianqing said flatteringly, he wanted to pat two sycophants, but the more he continued to speak, the more hideous his face became.
The nature of the gentleman is like this, the slightest thing will harm the family, and the crazy revenge will be reckless.
"Huh!"
Zoro snorted lightly, his expression unchanged, but his tone was understandable.
"It's up to you?"
Zuo Luo sneered lightly, the natural contempt was really infuriating.
Naturally, they didn't have the capital to get angry, so they could only endure it, not understanding what Zoro meant.
At this time, Yu Jiao's mind suddenly became exquisite and she figured out some things.
"So... That woman is just like you? There are supernatural powers, too? And with a national license plate, is it... She is from the state department, some kind of psychic privilege department?" Yu Jiao's eyes flickered.
When the others heard this, they suddenly felt that what Yu Jiao said was not bad, and the analysis was very correct.
"That's too far away for you, even if Honglian is not a leftist, just in terms of family background, you are also not worthy of the qualifications to carry her shoes. ”
Zoro did not answer directly, but said more sarcastically.
"With me, you can only take revenge, without me, you are just looking for death. ”
Zoro was tempting, but he didn't know what he wanted.
The left-hand people, the gentlemen silently recited these three words in their hearts, and only these three words, they instantly understood some extraordinary secrets.
Not a god, not a ghost, not an immortal, not a monster, but a left-handed person.
"Do you know the Red Clan?"
Left to the imagination of the gentlemen, Zoro didn't explain, and went straight to the point after foreshadowing.
"Red, Red!?"
The gentlemen were stunned, and they didn't seem to hear clearly.
And then the faces began to gradually distort, the too unbelievable, the sluggishness that was shocked by the thunder, and the muttering repeated for a long time before coming back to his senses.
However, even so, the expression of disbelief and disbelief, and the look of hiding fear with hideousness, were even better than facing Zorodu.
Clan, a simple two words, is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, and there is no concept at all.
But in their eyes, this is not the case at all, because these two words represent unimaginably huge forces.
The clan, also known as the Shi Clan, disappeared from the country for many years, and the reasons for this need not be explained, such as the rise of science, the transformation of the world, the isolation of the country, the cultural revolution, the revolution of the new country, the world war, and so on.
There was so much turmoil that even the oldest civilization would be lost, not to mention the existence of clans, and only the fire was left struggling at that time.
However, the spark is a spark, and the recovery is as fast as a spark.
First of all, the meaning of the clan is the most secure way of transmission besides religion.
With the surname as the core, the blood as the link, the interests as the channel, and the inheritance as the purpose, it has been passed down for thousands of years.
Although it is not as good as religion, the clan also has a unique foundation, there are thousands of years of family in ancient times, but there is no thousand-year-old dynasty, which shows the inheritance and cohesion of the clan.
Even the big conglomerates and big organizations that can influence the world in the world cannot be separated from the connotation of clans, and some of them are at best dressed up in camouflage and pretend to be others, but in the final analysis, the essence is the same.
This is easy to understand, in the minds of normal people, people do not give their life's inheritance to strangers.
It is natural for the son to inherit the father's business, and the foundation of the clan is the natural and inevitable result.
However, the industrial composition of modern clans, both at home and abroad, is difficult for ordinary people to understand in depth.
Because the experience of ancient times to the present day has determined the thinking of the clan.
In ancient times, the clan was the thorn in the side of the dynasty, and with the domineering of the emperor's family, the clan was often coveted and helplessly opposed. In modern times, the clan is the core of the society's bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and high-level conspiracy theories.
Therefore, it is natural to be hit tragically and on the verge of extinction.
All kinds of experiences remind the clan of the importance of being called hidden.
For example, a certain Jewish family, the whole world is suspicious of its hidden system, questioning its hidden existence, but it is impossible to ignore its vastness and heritage.
Another example is the ancient clans handed down from ancient Europe, the core of which is only a few branches, but the industry can monopolize 80% of the European economy, even the government is helpless, and the whole world will tremble when it moves capital.
This is the hidden means of the clan.
And when hidden manifests, ordinary people are even more incredible.
For example, the directors of certain companies, the legends of legendary companies, the controllers of large groups, or the little-known people, or even people who do not know that they are in the branches of the clan, etc., are only a small part of the clan.
Then the problem arises again.
In the hearts of ordinary people, you are so rich, you are so powerful, you are so energetic, isn't it very simple to get out of this kind of clan?
It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.
The control of the clan comes from many aspects, and it is an all-round, full-functional, and system-wide infiltration mechanism and suppression.
If a person lives long enough, then the essence and spirit, knowledge and knowledge, power and power, wealth and power, thinking and thinking, to a hundred years and a thousand years, will naturally give birth to a kind of network in society.
This kind of network, which can be called the control network, is the essence of the clan, and you can only chase it, but you can't break through it, because you are part of it.
And the careful maintenance of several generations, more than ten generations, and even dozens of generations is the embodiment of this kind of longevity and the formation of a network, and it is the foundation of the clan system.
Therefore, it is very ridiculous to question the basis of clan control with ordinary people's thoughts, just as to question the theories of scientists such as Einstein with poor knowledge, both of which are huge systems, and they are not qualified to question without decades of in-depth understanding.
And the Red Clan is such a clan.
The gentlemen simply can't fight, they can only be unconscious.
Although the formation of the clan in all this, there is an important premise. That is, the existence of some kind of force is not enough to break through the upper limit of the clan.
Because no matter how much the human world is embellished, it is only a matter of fists in the end.
So the bigger the fist, the longer the barrel of the gun, the bigger the boss.
And when force breaks through the limits of the clan, it is an absolute disaster for the clan.
For example, the several wars that have swept the world, in the final analysis, have all happened like this.
The rise of science by force has broken through the limits of the clan's endurance, and the huge wealth is coveted, although the clan is not the lead of the war, but it has also become an indispensable link, and the tragedy is nothing more than this.
But the fucking tragedy is also here, they are just a few drag racing cars, how can there be such force?
That's the big guy of the global game, why did it fall on their heads?