Fang Zhou, just tell me whether the mission is completed or not.

The black snake chuckled and said to himself:

"Isn't what you are saying now the truth I taught you?"

"If you want to gain, you need to give up. If you want to vent your anger, you need their lives."

“This is the way the world works.”

"Don't say anymore, I don't want to listen..." Tallulah's voice was obviously wrong, and her soul was trembling like a big guy who stepped on the accelerator.

Just like every struggle in the past, this time Tallulah was defeated again.

She couldn't refute Black Snake's statement at all now, and all her experiences proved that Black Snake was right.

"My dear daughter... there are still four months to go."

"The Integration Movement will become the nutrient solution that lubricates the Ursus war machine, and Ursus will be revived once again."

"And your integration movement is about to die."

Black Snake's brief words exploded in Tallulah's soul like thunder.

Powerless and defenseless, Tallulah was left with only pain.

And as Black Snake said before, Tallulah's pain became the source of her pain.

The endless pain made Tallulah lose her last bit of strength.

The sense of disharmony in the body gradually disappeared, and the black snake regained full control of the body.

"My dear daughter, have you calmed down?"

Black Snake's words were still so calm.

And Tallulah, who was immersed in the depths of her soul, never caused a single ripple again.

Although the two had a battle in the depths of their souls.

But in the real world, less than two seconds had passed.

No one else even noticed the change in Tallulah.

"Everyone, act according to the plan, kill people, poison people, whatever you want to do."

Black Snake's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and every word he spoke was devoid of emotion.

It was as if she was talking not about lives, but numbers, or perhaps fuel.

Two days later.

In the jungle of the mountains north of Chernobyl.

Around 8pm.

Several figures streaked across the night sky, bringing with them a strong gust of wind pressure and a whistling sound in the jungle air.

The brutal undercover agent who proposed to Black Snake to kill all the villagers two days ago was looking at the brightly lit village from afar, his face looking extremely fanatical.

"My sword has been thirsty for a long time."

This undercover agent was once imprisoned in a mine by the Empire for killing his comrades in the barracks. Later, he killed the supervisor in the mine and was exiled to the snowfield.

He was arrested by the Imperial Military Police for killing an escorting soldier on the snowy field.

However, the Empire did not kill him, but allowed him to vent his desires on ordinary villagers.

He naturally enjoys doing such a good thing as being able to kill people and gain merit at the same time.

Before coming to this village, he had already killed hundreds of villagers.

The village below was his first attack in Chernobyl, and he decided to let the villagers die a little more quickly.

"Hahahaha...Lambs, here I come."

The brutal undercover agent rushed straight to the Integration Movement camp at the entrance of the village, grabbed the bulge on the outer wall, and flipped into the camp.

The moment he landed, he opened his arms and shouted.

However... then.

He discovered something was wrong.

He saw the horrifying scene in the center of the camp.

More than a dozen corpses, like casually discarded rag dolls, were hung high on the thick branches.

When he got closer, he was surprised to find that each body was densely covered with iron nails.

The iron nails pierced deeply into their bodies, as if to nail their souls firmly.

The parts that were pierced by the nails were oozing dried blood, forming a series of shocking pictures.

The faces of the corpses were distorted and hideous, and their eyes were wide open, as if silently accusing them of the pain and torture they had suffered in life.

Their mouths were slightly open, as if they were shouting something, but their throats were sealed forever by death.

These corpses must have experienced extreme fear and despair to keep them in such a posture after death.

Chapter 219 Luo Chen is not easy to fight, it is best to stop the fight.

In the vast wilderness, a newly built camp came into view. This was a temporary gathering point for the integration movement.

In the center of the camp, the two teams stood facing each other like two dormant dragons, and the atmosphere froze in an instant.

There seemed to be some tension between the white-haired rabbit head and a red-haired woman with horns on her head and a tail behind her.

If it weren't for the integration movement logo on everyone's shoulders, it wouldn't be impossible for Frost Star and Nine to fight on the spot the next second.

As for the relatives, friends and subordinates they brought with them, they never thought of targeting each other.

But the settings of my eldest sister overlap with others.

Both of them are vying for the position of Chief Luo's deputy.

Of course, we have to stand on the side of our own people.

Everyone's eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, and a silent contest had quietly begun.

So the original welcome party has become what it is now.

Luo Chen, who had just finished a security meeting with Patriot, saw this scene as he and Patriot walked out of the barracks.

"you……"

The Patriot, who was about to greet Frost Star, was suddenly stunned.

Because the old man also found that the atmosphere in the camp did not seem so harmonious at this time.

original.

Under normal expectations, when the brothers of the Integration Movement met the brothers of another group, they should have gathered together enthusiastically and happily to enjoy a bright future together.

But, this is obviously not the case now.

There was obvious hostility in the eyes of his daughter and the red-haired girl.

As for the reason for the hostility, the patriot also thought of a possibility, that is Luo Chen.

Even patriots have no good way to deal with this kind of emotional conflict.

He felt that in this situation, whatever Luo Chen did would be wrong.

He slowly turned his head to look at the source of the problem, but found that Luo Chen had a strange arc on his lips.

"What do you want to...do!?"

As if he had heard the voice of the patriots, Luo Chen's eyes instantly became firm.

"Everyone who knows me knows that I don't like fighting. I prefer to resolve conflicts."

"As members of the integrated movement, only by working together can we better fight for fairness and justice."

When the Patriot heard this, red light flashed wildly in his eyes.

There are countless things I want to complain about.

However, Luo Chen's actions have made the patriots' mere hundreds of years of experience inadequate.

Under the puzzled gaze of the patriots, Luo Chen stretched out his hands and walked towards the two teams who were on the verge of a fight.

"I say to everyone, harmony is the most valuable thing, and friendship comes first."

Commander Luo hopes that all members of the integration movement can treat each other as family members and brothers.

Everyone held hands and lived together in harmony and joy.

Just like the friendship between Chief Chen and Chief Shi Huaiya of the Imperial Guards, everyone just hasn't spoken out their thoughts. As long as they speak out, there is no problem that cannot be solved.

After Luo Chen appeared, Jiu was no longer willing to compete with this rabbit-headed man with a low level of education.

She is just a country girl without substance.

In the future, I will definitely be Luo Chen’s deputy.

She shook her head and looked coldly at Frost Star, the bunny-head with long silver hair:

"Captain Froststar, thank you for assisting Chief Luo in his work over the past period of time. We will not need you anymore."

After saying this, Jiu no longer paid attention to Frost Star opposite him and went towards Luo Chen alone.

Perhaps in order to prove that he was more suitable for the position of the second-in-command of the Integration Movement, Jiu got hot-headed and ran straight into Luo Chen's open arms.

In the embrace that seemed extremely sweet to others, Luo Chen still had a stern face. He coughed lightly and said:

"Chief Jiu, I haven't seen you for a while. Have you already learned how to engage in workplace sexual harassment? Even though I'm handsome, you can't do such a lowly thing in public!"

"Weren't you the one who opened your arms first?"

"My arms are open ≠ to hug you. Nine, you are really humble."

"..."

Jiu didn't know how to respond to Luo Chen's inequality.

But after Luo Chen said that, she naturally couldn't have the nerve to hug him again.

"Who would want to hug a weakling like you?"

She snorted coldly, pushed Luo Chen away, crossed her arms, turned aside, and silently vented her dissatisfaction.

When Shuangxing saw this scene, a smug expression was written all over his face.

She spoke coldly, with a condescending attitude:

"Chief Luo despised me even for a hug. Can a woman like you be a good deputy?"

It is obvious that Frost Star, who is far behind Jiu in business ability, has begun to play the card of unspoken rules.

So what if you are so capable?

The person Luo likes to hug is me, not you.

As if to prove that he could have sex with Luo Chen without reservation.

Frost Star shifted her gaze to Luo Chen, and a hint of desire appeared in her eyes, as if saying, I want it.

Luo Chen nodded in understanding and used silence on Frost Star.

Feeling the Originium skill on his body disappear, Frost Star took a step closer to Luo Chen and pounced directly on him.

Another hug that seemed sweeter to others.

But Luochen still had the same face as the dean of studies.

"Shuangxing, it's fine if you don't study hard, but now you've also learned how to sexually harass people in the workplace?"

"Ah?" Frost Star loosened her hands and looked at Luo Chen, her eyes full of confusion.

"Didn't you just remove my ability?"

"I'm silent ≠ you can hug me, Shuangxing, you are really humble."

Now Frost Star felt a little uncomfortable.

And Jiu, who had just turned his head, raised the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that you are just like this, really low-key."