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

If they, the Integration Movement, don't stand up for the infected, who else will?

This blood must be drawn today.

At this time, the doctor came over with the blood drawing equipment.

Luo Chen raised his hand to stop the doctor, saying that they could use the device to draw blood themselves, so the doctor wouldn't have to do it himself.

Luo Chen then pointed to a member of the Integration Movement and asked, "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my last name is Wang."

"Okay, Xiao Wang, take this blood-drawing needle and go draw blood from those guys."

"But I don't know how?" The infected person waved his hands in embarrassment.

"If you don't know how to do it, practice more. This is an important skill. I have high hopes for you. You will definitely be able to become famous in Longmen and even in this land with this skill in the future.

Chapter 82 We are a big family of fairness and justice.

When Luo Chen instructed Xiao Wang to draw blood from those scavengers.

Lermontov, who was also a secret agent of the empire, found Luo Chen's loophole.

This sword tomb doesn't look very strong, and the fact that he asked members of the Integration Movement to control and draw blood from it just proves this point.

As long as they can distinguish him from the Integration Movement, those comrades pretending to be homeless people can deal with this **.

Lermontov seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward to stop Xiao Wang:

"Wait a minute, you are not a member of our Reunion Movement either, why are you referring to our Reunion Movement here?"

"Who are you with? If you want to draw blood, go draw their blood yourself. What does it have to do with our integration movement?"

"Everyone in the Integration Movement should stand back ten steps and let them solve it themselves."

As a cadre of the Longmen branch of the Integration Movement, although Lermontov was not the spiritual leader of the team, he still had a certain say. As soon as he opened his mouth, some members of the Integration Movement let go of their hands.

The leader of the secret line felt his body loosened and gave his comrade a thumbs up in his heart on the spot. Then he looked up at the sword tomb. As long as the people of the Integration Movement let him go, he would beat that guy in half and make him regret meddling in other people's business.

However, Luo Chen ignored his hostility and seemed to not care at all.

Luo Chen's eyes were always on Lermontov, the troublemaker.

He felt that this troublemaker was very naughty and had a crooked butt.

Such a person could actually be a cadre in the Reunion Movement. If I hadn't come here, my fellow members of the Reunion Movement would have been deceived for who knows how long.

If I were to become a cadre of the integration movement.

The Longmen slums will surely gradually regain new vitality and vigor.

Dilapidated houses were demolished and replaced by rows of brand new buildings;

The narrow alleys became wide and bright, and the streets were lined with green trees;

The children's faces are filled with smiles. They study and pursue their dreams in the spacious and bright classrooms.

From now on, there will be no more hostility between the infected and ordinary people. What remains is a big family of mutual help, friendship, honesty and friendliness, where everyone can enjoy fairness and justice, and everyone can pursue happiness and beauty.

At this moment, Luo Chen's heart was filled with passion and ambition.

He knew that the change of the slum would start with this group of scavengers and this troublemaker.

Thinking of the bright future, Luo Chen smiled sincerely:

"It's funny, it's really funny, the cadres of the Integration Movement don't speak for the infected, but are actually speaking for these perpetrators."

“Even if I’m not a member of the Integration Movement, isn’t everything I do a voice for the victims of the infection?”

"I am standing here, contacting the medical team and raising money for the victims, just to tell everyone in the integration movement that you are not alone, because there are people like me who are willing to speak up for you."

"A group of inhumane thugs openly hurt an innocent and poor infected child on the street. I want to fight for his chance and right to live. I want to prevent other infected people from being treated like this in the future."

"Even if I didn't join the Reunion Movement, wouldn't I still be standing with it?"

Having said that, Luo Chen did not give everyone time to think, and immediately turned his head to look at Xiao Wang who was holding the blood-drawing needle and syringe:

"Are you saying that I am on the same path as the Reunion Movement?"

"Yes! It must be." Xiao Wang nodded. After listening to Luo Chen's words, he felt his blood boiling.

He was sure that this person was a friend and comrade of the Integration Movement. If the other party was willing to join the Integration Movement, he was willing to be the organization's recommender.

After Luo Chen asked Xiao Wang, he looked at the others. After getting four identical answers in a row, Luo Chen shouted to everyone:

“Shouldn’t we unite to help more infected people?”

"Should!" All members of the Reunification Movement except Lermontov said in unison.

"Should we seek justice for our fellow countrymen who are suffering?"

"should!"

“Should we ask them to pay for their medical expenses?”

"should!"

“Are we one big family?”

"Yes!"

"Very good! My family! I, Luo Chen, am with you! Let us fight together for fairness and justice for the infected."

"struggle!"

"struggle!"

"struggle!"

Luo Chen looked at his passionate fellow members of the Integration Movement and nodded with satisfaction.

Life may not be smooth sailing, but the spirit must not be lost.

He believes that this group of aspiring young people will be able to shoulder the future of this land.

Even Jiu, who had been watching from a distance, was dazed when he heard the shouts of Luo Chen and the members of the Integration Movement, and the blood that had long been dormant in his heart gradually heated up.

Although he is no longer a police officer of the Imperial Guard, he can still fight for fairness and justice.

"Try hard! Try hard! Try hard!"

"come on, come on, come on!"

"Fairness! Justice!"

"Unity! Friendship!"

After Luo Chen led the Reunion Movement to shout in unison, he raised his hand and pointed at Lermontov:

"Are you going to continue to hinder our cause?"

As soon as Luo Chen said this, all the members who were full of enthusiasm just now looked at Lermontov angrily.

Although Lermontov was a cadre of the Integration Movement, the Integration Movement was originally a mutual aid group and there was no strict hierarchical relationship.

If the superiors make unreasonable demands, the members of the integration movement will disband on the spot.

In this situation, they also feel that Lermontov is speaking for the perpetrators and that he is also the enemy of the infected!

The secret leader who was pinned to the ground saw Lermontov sweating profusely and stammering for a long time without being able to utter a word.

He also knew that his companions could no longer save him.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

For the cause of the empire, Lermontov's position is extremely important. They may endure some hardship, but Lermontov must not be excluded from the cadre level of the integration movement.

Thinking of this, the leader of the secret line laughed heartily as if he was going to die:

"Hahaha...Okay, kid, I'll remember you!"

"Isn't it just to draw blood? Come on. I admit defeat today."

The leader of the secret line looked fearless.

Lermontov lowered his head, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he wanted to grasp something but was unable to do so.

His comrades were about to be persecuted, but he was powerless to do anything. This painful feeling made him feel suffocated.

With no place to release his pain, he could only glare at Luo Chen fiercely. This Jianzhong was a piece of shit. He actually incited ordinary members to fight against him.

When Luo Chen met his gaze, he smiled playfully:

"Sir, do you still think we should draw their blood?"

Chapter 83 This is not Longmen, this is hell!

"should!"

Lermontov uttered these words of persecution against his own comrades with gritted teeth.

He swore that from now on, he would make this guy pay with blood, and inflict on him a hundred times the torture he had inflicted on his comrades.

"Very good, Xiao Wang, let's get started."

Luo Chen waved his hand and asked Xiao Wang to go up and beat the secret leader who was held down tightly.

The atmosphere at the sewer entrance, where the sunlight was already dim, suddenly became tense.

Xiao Wang stood in front of the man, holding a blood-drawing needle and a blood bag in his hands, his face full of hesitation and nervousness.

The needle held tightly in his hand flashed a cold light in the sunlight, a coldness and strangeness that he had never encountered before.

He raised his hand tremblingly, trying to find the man's vein.

However, his hands kept shaking, as if controlled by an invisible force, and he was unable to fall.

"Relax! Take two breaths first." Luo Chen patted his shoulder and comforted him.

Xiao Wang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Finally, he mustered up the courage and stabbed the man's arm with the needle.

However, his technique was obviously disastrous. The needle did not accurately penetrate the vein, but deviated from the target and penetrated directly into the flesh.

The leader who was being pressed suddenly felt a sharp pain. He trembled all over, and looked at Xiao Wang in front of him with wide eyes, his eyes full of anger and confusion.

"What the hell are you doing? If you can't draw blood, then get someone who can!"

The leader of the secret gang cursed loudly, and his voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the slums.

Xiao Wang's already nervous face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were filled with fear and self-blame.

He knew he had made a serious mistake, but he had no idea how to correct it because he had never been taught how to draw blood.

At this moment, the sewer entrance was filled with tension and anger.

Xiao Wang stood there, at a loss, while the secret leader cursed angrily, not understanding Xiao Wang's difficulties at all.

However, in this chaos, there is still a sensible person, that is Luo Chen.

As a helpful police officer, Luo Chen enthusiastically guided Xiao Wang in his work.

He patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder again and encouraged him:

"No one has blood drawn when they are born. If you can't draw blood at once, you can just draw it a few more times."

"Let me tell you, when you have a low success rate in doing something, instead of racking your brains to increase the success rate, it is better to increase the frequency of doing it."

"If you can't get the needle to the right spot the first time, that's fine! As long as you can get the needle fast enough and shorten the bleeding time, you'll be no different from a professional nurse."

"But, but!" Although Luo Chen put it simply, it was still an extremely huge psychological test for Xiao Wang.

Seeing that the other party was still afraid, Luo Chen began to guide him step by step.

"Come on, aim at this arm. Don't be afraid. If you are scared, you can close your eyes. Just keep poking until I tell you to stop."

Xiao Wang wanted to say something, but Luo Chen pulled his arm forward.

"Pierce me."

Xiao Wang gritted his teeth, closed his eyes for a moment, and then thrust the needle out of his hand.

Because he had his eyes closed, the stab point this time was even more off-center than before, and it hit the man's biceps, causing him to grimace in pain.