"The Truth Society?"

"What could the truth be?"

"Is it another stupid guy who doesn't have long eyes coming out of the block?"

In the brightly lit bar, the shouts and screams of men and women are accompanied by loud music, and the noisy people cannot hear the sound.

A mixed-race short-haired man with a black hat and a red coat pushed away the two black girls huddled beside him, revealing a look of dissatisfaction that Yaxing had been disturbed, stood up, and walked towards the door.

In the sun, everything looked more close, and when I looked at it, there was a red and blue tattoo on each side of the man's cheek, which were two moldy flags of the same size.

If in other regions, ordinary people have the pattern of the flag of the moldy country tattooed on their bodies, it is likely that they prefer the sweet air of the moldy country.

But this is South Philippines, it's Johannesburg, it's the Hillbro neighborhood, it's the famed slums.

Here, this pattern cannot be easily tattooed on the face. Only by joining a gang in this neighborhood called the "Moldy Nations" and becoming a high-ranking leader of it will you be eligible to have this pattern tattooed on your face or neck.

Like the lowest-level gangsters, they can only identify themselves with trinkets such as bandanas or hats with the flag of the moldy country.

The two younger brothers followed behind the man, and as they walked, they supplemented what they had seen and heard today.

"I don't know who their subordinates are, they call themselves some kind of truth party anyway."

"It seems that it is an ordinary person in other regions, I don't know who instructed it, and suddenly appeared on our territory at noon today."

"Everyone had a stack of leaflets in their hands, and they handed them out when they saw them, and they also called on the people in our western neighborhood to go to the stinky water river to participate in some mass rally."

Hilbro was huge, and Carlro had been messing around on West Street before, but he only had a small portion of it, which was the area where the Stinkwater River was located.

However, the "Moldy Country Gang" controls almost the entire West Street, and they are the most powerful underground force in the entire West Street.

"Boss Prey, look, shouldn't we give them a little warning and tell them to be careful in our territory!"

"Smack!"

Preston, the senior leader, slapped the back of the head of the little brother who made the suggestion, and roared viciously and spat flying.

"You idiot, use your brain!"

"Do you know who they are? If we don't investigate clearly, what if we attract people we can't afford to mess with? ”

The tattooed man spat on the ground and calmed down, his eyes gloomy.

"You newcomers, don't be like those barbarians of the 28 Gang, you know how to solve problems with violence, and in the end, it is not their brothers who die the most."

"In case the other party is someone we can't afford to mess with, will you die or I will die at that time?"

"Yes! Be! ”

"I get it, boss!" The two younger brothers who followed the tattooed man were so frightened that they made a promise.

"Hmph, it's good to understand, there's still a lot to learn in the future."

"You two come with me, and we'll go to what they call a mass rally.

I'd like to see where they come from, and dare to put their hands on our Moldy Gang's territory. ”

The face tattooed with the national flag, because the horizontal flesh trembled slightly, Preston narrowed his eyes like a poisonous snake, and slowly walked towards the place where the stinky water river was

……

West Street, Stinky River.

At this moment, there is a lively scene that was almost rare before.

The flow of people gradually converged from the crumbling rooms and narrow alleys like a trickle to the open space in front of the stinky river.

There were men and women, old and young, all different, but the only thing they had in common was that they all held a black and white propaganda paper printed with words in their hands, and they were looking at one place with a look of longing and fiery eyes.

I heard that it was the answer they had been looking for, and there were people they had been waiting for.

By the stinky river, in the innermost position, a small open space was artificially circled, and a simple high platform was built with wooden planks.

Around the high platform, several of Carllo's black men were maintaining order, while Zhang Ting Wilson and others with serious expressions led the guards, using their bodies to isolate a barrier to prevent the fanatical crowd from squeezing in.

When Shen Sen came here, he saw such a scene.

One thing to say, since he was a child, Shen Sen has not yet spoken in front of nearly three thousand foreigners, this is almost everyone under the control of Carl Luo, basically not even letting go of children, and the number is still exceeded.

The extra people are all like-minded people who are attracted from other places spontaneously by the people here.

Of course, there are also those who are curious to see the excitement, after all, there are too few entertainment activities here, such as such a large-scale gathering, except for the gangsters, the rest of the time there is no such thing.

But they don't know that it is easy to come, and if they want to go again, they may never have this possibility in their lifetime, unless they die.

Feeling the thoughts that no one else could understand, Shen Sen slowly walked onto the simple stage under everyone's gaze.

Looking around, taking a deep breath, the psionic energy resembles a silently burning radioactive source in the body.

"Quiet!"

With the activation of the telephonic broadcasting ability, the power was vented, and the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet for a moment, only their eyes were staring at the same place in unison.

None of them knew this person, but there was a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

"Is this the guy they're looking for?"

But in the next second, when Shen Sen's voice sounded, they no longer had any doubts in their hearts.

"Awaken me from your will when you need me."

"I am the eternal truth, born in the hearts of men, hanging high in the galaxy, and will bring eternal justice to all who call me!"

The familiar voice, the shocking power, makes people feel hope and admiration at a glance, and his body is like a burning star, showing the supreme majesty and glory.

At this moment, the enthusiasm and excitement that everyone had suppressed in their chests were instantly detonated by these laws printed on the paper in their hands, but which had penetrated deep into their souls.

The crowd shouted like thunder, setting off deafening waves, one higher than the other, wave after wave.

But no one noticed that several people were hiding at the back of the crowd, and instead of shouting with the crowd, they looked terrified and stupid.

This is exactly Preston who came to the mass gathering of unknown forces in the name of "observing", and at this moment his face was pale and his expression was as heavy as water.

A piece of propaganda paper that had been enthusiastically stuffed into him in his hand was blown out by the wind, revealing a portrait of a human face, and Preston looked toward the center of the crowd.

The man standing on the high platform is exactly the same as the person in this portrait.

In a trance, he heard a sacred oath that resounded through the sky like Huang Zhongda:

"On behalf of the followers of the truth, I hereby solemnly call on the people of the world who seek the truth to unite!"

"Let's tell the world out loud!"

"The Truth Society will and will destroy all inequality in the world, smash all exploitation and oppression in the world, and seize a new future with our lives and blood!"

"Once again, I solemnly swear that truth is undefeated, long live science, and justice will last forever!"

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