The fire burned continuously.

Just as the Great Golden Tooth had predicted, it began to spread to other buildings.

But Preston didn't look at it, and turned and walked towards the place by the stinky river.

Halfway through, though, he stopped abruptly and pointed to a long wooden pole leaning against the side of the low room.

"I almost forgot, you guys went and tore down all the same stuff around me, along with the house and the horn, and threw it into the river."

"Also, go door-to-door, call everyone here to me, I have some rules to explain to them well."

Following Preston's orders, as if there were robbers coming to the stinky river, the members of the Mold Nation with guns ran into the room and smashed them.

The people who were hiding in the house at the moment were driven out, panicked, and trembling in front of Preston in a group.

However, compared to the huge gathering of more than 3,000 people that Preston had seen before, there were less than 1,000 people left this time.

Most of them have either gone to work or have already gone into hiding elsewhere, but that doesn't stop him from making an example.

Preston glanced at the crowd of quails standing across from him, his eyes fierce.

"I called you rats here today to tell you that this place will be taken over by us mold people in the future."

"The former Society of Truth was a bunch of despicable and shameless liars, and we've driven them out of here to protect you."

"In the future, here in Stinky Water Street, there can only be one gang of our moldy people, saying that if he dares to challenge our authority again, his fate will be like these things."

Preston's horn tied to a wooden pole was ripped off, stomped to pieces, and kicked hard into the crowd.

"Bang!" The sound of steel and flesh clashing was accompanied by a scream of pain that rang out in the crowd, and a woman smashed her forehead and bled profusely.

"Mom's ......"

Next to the injured woman, a little girl holding hands couldn't help but let out a whisper.

She was none other than Zefani, who was panicked at the moment, her eyes were red and tearful like rabbits, and the villain of the moldy country had hit her mother.

"It's okay, I'm okay, Zefani!"

The woman's face was full of concern and comfort for the little girl.

"The truth will protect us, and they will come back sooner or later!"

The woman held the red pamphlet in one hand and read it aloud.

Her actions set off a chain reaction, and the people around her began to read along.

But Zefani, who saw this scene, was helpless, doubtful and desperate in her eyes at the moment.

She didn't doubt the truth, but she wondered if these people would punish these scoundrels by simply reciting the truth every day.

Wouldn't it be better if they had asked Mr. Shen Sen to stay and fight against these bad guys of the Moldy Country Gang together yesterday?

Blindly praying to God and worshiping Buddha is useless, but will attract the demons of hell.

Preston was stunned by the sudden movement in the crowd, but then his expression was like a gloomy dark cloud.

He saw the red pamphlets in everyone's hands, and even now, these people were still doing these stupid things that were not afraid of death.

Sure enough, fortunately he reacted in time, otherwise the Truth Party gave them a little more time, and I am afraid that it would really affect the territory of the Mold Country Gang.

But it's not too late now, weeding has to be eradicated, and since it's been done today, he doesn't mind letting these people learn more lessons.

"Come on, take what these people have in their hands for me!"

Preston was furious, and the Stars and Stripes on either side of the banner danced with the crosshair.

"Don't!"

"No!"

"You can't take our stuff!"

But it was useless to wail and cry, and the moldy gang that rushed down into the crowd was like a hungry wolf entering the flock, and everyone was punched and kicked, and they were kicked to the ground at the slightest dispute.

"No, you can't do that, you robbers, bastards, shameless devils!"

At some point, the big gold tooth came to Zefani's mother's side, but something happened and Zefani's mother resisted fiercely.

She clutched the booklet in her hand, as if she were holding her most precious possession.

This is her support, and it is also the hope of her and her daughter, and she will not let these bandits take it away.

"I won't give it to you!"

Zefani's mother stepped back, shielding her weeping daughter behind her, not letting go of what she was in her arms even as the Golden Fang's fist landed behind her.

"You bitch, you've pissed me off, you don't dare kill you because I think I'm black? Are you discriminating against me somewhere? ”

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the crowd, followed by several more shots.

The tyrannical big gold tooth looked at the black woman who was lying in a pool of blood, spitting blood, cruelly broke her fingers, and took out the red and red booklet.

Then he pushed Zefani, who was already stunned, to the ground, and walked to the next person without looking back.

The first shot fired by the big gold tooth was like some kind of signal!

For the next ten minutes, gunshots rang out every few seconds, and an additional corpse appeared on the ground.

For a long time, the red pamphlets in front of Preston were piled up together with propaganda paper with Shen Sen's portrait printed on them.

Under the terrified gaze of the crowd, these things were doused with gasoline and turned into a brilliant spark.

"Well done this time, we can go, I believe they will remember this lesson this time!"

Preston patted the big gold tooth on the shoulder, turned and got into the car with the members of the Mold Nation with a relaxed disdain and grinning expression on their faces, and left against the dusty background.

It seems that the corpses lying in pools of blood here are like a dozen dead rats in the sewers, and no one cares.

The crowd that had been driven out fell into an indescribable silence at the moment.

Zefani's eyes were completely devoid of brightness, her face was pale, and her lips had become a thick layer of dry skin in just a few minutes.

Her body was buried in a pool of her mother's blood, and she let out a cry of despair.

"Child, don't cry, the first thing we have to do is bury your mother, your name is Zefani, right....."

Zefanie looked up with a sob, and she saw his black neighbor, who was looking at her with a sad and sympathetic expression, and he still had the little badge on his chest.

This time she saw clearly that the top of the badge was engraved with Mr. Shen Sen's head, and below the head was a cross pattern composed of a book and a gun in his hand.

"My mother is dead, killed by those bad guys!" Zefanie couldn't help but cry out loud again.

"I know the child, I know, I'm sorry, I also feel sad and painful for you!"

The black man touched his badge and said to Zevani in a strong tone of grief and perseverance.

"But our death needs meaning, it needs value, and it's a shame to die at the hands of those bastards!"

"The enemy is oppressing us and trying to find a way not to let us survive, so we have to find a way to survive ourselves!"

"We don't have any choice now.

Either break the cages and chains, fight the enemy to the death with our will and blood, destroy them, and usher in a world without them.

Or just wait in shame in despair and fear for death. ”

"Will you come with me, Zefani?"

"I will be your father in the future, and I will also be your righteous member, and I will help you on the path of truth!"

"Father? Principal? Zefanie looked up at her neighbor.

The black man's expression was as resolute as steel, and as sincere and gentle as the wind, making the helpless Zevani feel that she had found a haven from the wind for a moment.

"I do!" Zefanie said.