"It just opened." Wen Junzhi said, "This is the first video."

In that video, there is Aristotle's confession, and a close-up of Ruan Van An is also given, including Bai Zhou rushing up to fight the other party in the back, setting himself on fire, and dying together.

It's just that the latter picture is very shaky, and it can be seen that Director Yang recorded it with his mobile phone in his pocket.

This video has been edited, but the context of the whole incident is very clear, and even if the South Vietnamese country wants to play tricks, there is no way.

Wen Jun stopped: "The Yanxia Kingdom has declared the Advent Organization a terrorist organization, and the South Vietnamese Kingdom was originally unwilling to be an enemy of the Advent Organization, but now it is also roasted on the fire, and finally their king issued an edict a few days ago, and also declared the Advent Organization a terrorist organization."

Because of this incident, many countries around the world have followed in the footsteps of the Yanxia Kingdom and announced that they are incompatible with the Advent Organization, but there are also many countries that are as quiet as chickens and do not speak, as if this matter does not exist.

And netizens around the world are discussing the advent organization on social platforms, some hate them, some support them, and even the two sides greet each other's ancestors, launching a vigorous scolding war.

In China, most of them hate the Advent organization, and they also have supporters, but there are not many of them.

However, there are also many people who cry for her.

She suddenly felt that her head was bigger.

"I...... Shouldn't I post a video to prove that I'm still alive?" Bai Zhou cautiously asked Wen Junzhi.

Wen Junzhi nodded: "Of course, it's best to start a live broadcast."

"How can I explain it to them?" Bai Zhou frowned a small face.

Wen Junzhi said meaningfully, "Just use what you just said."

"Really?" Bai Zhou was still a little worried, "Will they believe it?"

Wen Jun nodded meaningfully, "Yes, and after this live broadcast is released, it will be a heavy blow to the Advent Organization."

On the other side of the world, on a small island, on a high ground near the sea, stood a luxurious mansion that belonged to a certain duke two centuries ago, who was not in good health, and often came here for vacation, and built his vacation cottage like a heavenly palace.

At this time, in one of the rooms of the mansion, the curtains were hanging low, blocking the sunlight, and the room was very dark, except for a candlestick lit on the round conference table.

The conference table was filled with people all around.

There are six in total.

One of the chairs was empty.

The crowd was silent for a long time before they realized, "Although Aristotle is dead, at least we have killed Bai Zhou. Although this person is good material for sacrifice, she is too evil to kill, and if we can't kill her, she will grow into a big problem for us in the future. There are many materials for sacrifice, but Bai Zhou must die."

Another humanitarian said, "Although we are exposed to others this time, there are also many people who have become our believers, and it will be much easier for us to do things in the future."

"In short, High Priest, the benefits of this operation outweigh the disadvantages for us."

The high priest was silent and did not speak.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door, lowered his voice and said respectfully, "High priest, there is an emergency."

"Come in." The high priest said in a deep voice.

Coming in was a young man in a white burqa, he did not cover his face, he was very handsome, and he was dressed in a noble manner, which showed that he was of extraordinary origin. Five

"High Priest." The young man brought in a computer and said, "Emergency, please take a look."

As he spoke, he placed the computer somewhere on the table for everyone to see.

When the world-renowned software was opened and a live broadcast room appeared in front of everyone, everyone was shocked.

It turned out to be Bai Zhou!

Some of these old women who were cunning priests couldn't hold their breath and stood up suddenly.

"Caesar the Priest." The High Priest spoke, "Sit down."

Caesar could only sit down slowly, and although the hood obscured his face, he could still feel that his face was not good-looking.

"Hello audience friends." Bai Zhou greeted the screen a little stiffly, "As you can see, I'm not dead."

The number of online users in the live broadcast room exceeded 300,000 in an instant, and it is still increasing rapidly.

"Sorceress, weren't you burned to death?"

"Could it be that the video released by the Special Security Bureau before is fake?"

"Sorceress, do you have any way to save your life?"

"The sorceress must have been born in a certain hidden family, and these thousand-year-old families have a lot of good things that have been passed down from ancient times, just to save their lives, it's normal."

"Conspiracy! This must be the conspiracy of the Yanxia National Special Security Bureau! It was you who killed our national teacher, but you threw the blame on the head of the Descending Organization!"

"Is there a hole in your brain ahead? The Advent Organization has done so many evil things, and it still needs someone to frame it? Ask the Advent Order, if he dares to say that?"

Netizens quarreled, and Bai Zhou continued: "I must be curious why I survived when I was burned by fire, and why Aristotle, who was buried in the fire with me, didn't live."