After registering the information on the same day, and giving all the participants to the rally, a copy of the outline of the "Truth Society" written by Shen Sen in the past few days, a series of follow-up activities followed.

First of all, it must be about ten recorded broadcasts a day to constantly change their understanding, and secondly, the first more formal indoor meeting will be held afterwards to deepen the connection between these people and the "Truth Society" again.

But before this rally, there is one more important thing that has to be done, and that is to arm yourself.

The barrel of the gun out of the regime!

In this "abundant" region, it is not enough to bring about a change for the people of these Truth Societies, but also to take practical action.

And in Shen Sen's plan, he didn't plan to develop slowly and leisurely here, starting from a young age.

This place in the Stinky River is so bad that it's not worth his investment at all.

Since there is not much official intervention here, he will try to bite off a piece of meat from two blocks in the fastest time as soon as possible, as his development territory.

drove straight into the pickup truck, driving all the way, but I did see many buildings with Chinese characteristics, and the bright Chinese character signboards hung crookedly on the low floors, which made Shen Sen feel a little nostalgic.

However, before he could express his homesickness, a bullet exploded in his ears.

"Bang bang bang!"

The moment the gunshot was heard, the pickup was stopped suddenly, and everyone in the car instantly lowered their heads, ready to dodge the sudden bullets.

But the next second, when the gunshots rang out from outside again, Shen Sen realized that the gunshots didn't seem to be coming at them.

"Damn fool, get me the money obediently, or next time my gun won't hit you in the leg, but in your head."

Shen Sen's expression was grim, listening to the direction of the sound coming from outside the car, he opened the window and looked out of the window.

On the pavement of a fast-food restaurant, an Asian man with short hair and flat head and wheat skin collapsed helplessly, one of his thighs cooing and bleeding out.

Next to him was a white man with a huge chain around his neck and cyan tattoos on every part of his body exposed, holding a gun with the muzzle of the gun on top of the Asian man's head.

Even though such a scene can scare away a group of people in peacetime, the streets are still calm and there are no police, but the people on the street are not hiding, but are watching quietly and watching coldly.

"Okay, okay, don't kill me, I'll get it for you right away!"

The Asian man gritted his teeth and inhaled in pain, but he still pulled out a smile and raised his hands above his head to signal that he was harmless.

"Hurry up, or I'll shoot you."

The white man's face was fierce, his expression was hideous, his hand suddenly flicked, and the hard gun directly brought out a string of blood beads on the Asian man's face again, splashing on the ground.

"I'll get it for you right away, right away, please don't kill me!"

The Asian man looked miserable, groaning and reaching into the pocket of his pants.

But instantly, bang!

With an incredible expression on his face, he fell heavily to the ground, blood staining the ground red with the hole in his head.

At this moment, the hand that had just reached into the pocket of his trousers also fell out, revealing one of the small and delicate pistols.

"Phew!"

"! Stupid pig, I still want to play tricks with me! ”

The white man kicked the dead body disdainfully, and when he saw that there was no movement, his hand groped around with the Asian man for a while, and he pulled out a wallet.

Shen Sen was stunned when he saw this scene, and before he could react, the Asian man had been killed in an instant.

After taking a deep look, Shen Sen was about to close the car window and leave, the people who came here didn't need him to act bravely.

He finally understood what this place was, and everyone who could walk around here probably pinned their heads to their belts, ready to die or die.

But the white man who killed the Asian man seemed to have spotted the pickup truck parked on the side of the street, and hurried over in two or three steps, blocking the road directly, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the front window.

"Everyone inside has raised their hands, get down for me."

The white man licked his thick skinned lips with a flushed expression on his face.

The man saw Shen Sen and the others from the car window, and his face was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect to meet two fat sheep in a row today, both of which were Asian faces that he had never seen here.

He needs a pickup truck to get out of here, and the "bold" intruder in front of him is very suitable.

Unlike others, Asians don't have any underground organizations here. Basically, they are all well, they don't bother each other, and if they die, they die, and no one cares.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to stay here and continue to rob cars after shooting and killing people.

The man said as he eagerly stepped out of the driver's seat.

"Bang bang!"

The butt of the gun smashed on the glass, and Shen Sen listened to the sound of knocking outside, without waves.

"Come out of here for me, put your things on the ground, and don't play tricks on me, or ......"

The white man threatened that if he hadn't had only one bullet left in his pistol, he wouldn't have talked so much nonsense.

"Sir?" Zhang Ting turned his head sideways and asked.

"Deal with it!"

"Understood!"

Zhang Ting opened the car window, revealing his body, and then looked at the "murderer" who pointed a gun at him in front of him without waves. Sticking out of the car were several cold guns against his head and aimed at his body.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into!" Zhang Ting's expression remained unchanged, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Ah, you!" The voice did not fall.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a few gunshots, Zhang Ting's expression remained unchanged, but the white man fell directly to the ground, wailing.

"Ahh Yes! FU$K！ ”

Several blood holes were cut in his shoulders, and blood rushed out.

Shen Sen leaned on the seat and waved his hand, and the few people who were waiting in the car quickly got out of the car.

"Find a rope and tie him to the back of the car!"

"I'll kill you, my brother won't let you go, you damn stupid monkey, do you know who you messed with!"

The white man had a hideous face, scarlet eyes, and was madly invective, threatening.

However, Shen Sen didn't even look at him, and in his hissing, he was tied to his feet with ropes by Carlo and the others, and then hung upside down and tied to the car.

Shen Sen didn't say a word, a little distracted, this was just a little gangster, but his nature was undoubtedly exposed.

When the will and body of human beings, intelligent creatures, have not changed, the world has always been bullying the small, bullying the weak, and replacing the truth with falsehood.

This is human nature, and it is also the sorrow of human beings, who cannot perfectly control their will and body.

In order to get rid of all this, we must completely let human beings, intelligent creatures, get a new evolution from beginning to end, from will to spirit.

"Let's drive!"

Shen Sen glanced in the rearview mirror and commanded calmly.

"Yes, sir!"

The windows were slowly closed, the pickup truck started, the screams outside the car and the engine were in harmony, and even the dust at the rear of the car was scattered by the drifting blood mist, which could be regarded as a waste use......