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

She wanted to know what was so special about this man that made Xiao Chen fall in love with him.

"So what's the situation with this undercover agent now? With such a big incident, is the situation out of control?"

Speaking of this, Wei Yanwu's expression turned ugly.

This is also the reason why he stays up late to think about the problem.

"The situation there hasn't gotten out of control yet, and he's even promised me next month's tax revenue. But something's wrong with Yuxia."

"Oh?"

"Lin Yuxia and the forces damaged in this incident split."

Wei Yanwu was a little confused, as it was obviously Luo Chen who was causing trouble.

As a result, Luo Chen has not yet suffered retaliation.

Instead, the underworld alliance formed by the Rat King exploded first.

This will cause the downtown area, which has been stable for more than 20 years, to become uncontrollable again.

"Are there any of them who dare to withdraw from the alliance?" Wen Yue was also stunned.

She knew Lin Gerui's methods.

Anyone who dares to betray him will never see the next day.

Those old guys must be tired of living. I wonder if the Rat King is still able to lift the knife?

But Wei Yanwu's next answer made Wen Yue dumbfounded:

"No... Yuxia has established a new alliance. She wants to be the new Rat King."

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"do not know."

Husband and wife, you look at me and I look at you.

No one understands Lin Yuxia's train of thought.

In the end, the two decided not to consider this issue and let Lin Gerui think about it on his own.

"Yuxia dared to do this. I think she must have made the decision after careful consideration." Wen Yue said.

Wei Yanwu shook his head:

"Maybe. Let's talk about Luo Chen first. His progress is beyond our imagination. He has become a powerful cadre in the integration movement."

"I received intelligence that some of Chernobog's nobles are moving their assets recently. The main force of the Reunion Movement has left the snowfield and is moving to the southeast."

"Combined with the increasingly frequent activities of infected people near Longmen and Chernobog, I think there must be some conspiracy behind this."

"Maybe we can ask him to help us investigate what this conspiracy is all about."

Chapter 4: Have you ever seen a prison warden go undercover as a prisoner? ( words.)

half a month later.

Mid May.

Area B15 of Longmen Slum.

Early in the morning, at a water source somewhere on the ground.

In the environment where the sun is in the sky.

The air was still filled with the smell of dampness and corruption.

A group of ferocious people holding sticks.

Surrounding an infected person wearing tattered white clothes.

The expressions on their faces were full of ferocity and cruelty, as if they wanted to put this poor infected person to death.

This group of citizens was large, about seven or eight in number.

Except for the leader who had tattoos on his arm, the others had no gang markings on their bodies. They were obviously residents living nearby.

They surrounded the infected person, forming a tight circle, leaving him nowhere to escape.

The infected man curled up on the ground, his face pale and his body thin, obviously having suffered a long beating.

His white clothes were torn and bloodstained, making him look particularly miserable.

He closed his eyes and silently endured the beating from the thugs.

The thugs' sticks rained down on the infected man, and every blow made him groan faintly.

Their actions were rough and cruel, as if the infected were their tools to vent their anger.

"How dare an infected person come here."

"You coming here will only pollute our water source."

"*Longmen swear*"

As the attacker's curses grew louder, the surrounding crowd gradually gathered.

Some of them were whispering, some were pointing.

But no one stopped it, because they were worried that killing the person would cause the infection to spread.

"Don't kill him, or the water will be polluted and everyone will be doomed."

"Just beat him half to death."

Listening to the ferocious curses from the people around him, the infected person bit his lips tightly.

A young boy's voice began to echo in his heart.

"...My friend, you must remember this clearly. From the moment you are infected with the mineral disease, the world you live in is no longer the same as before."

"Everything you have will be taken away from you. I'm not kidding you."

"How you viewed the infected before is how others will view you now."

"It has nothing to do with whether you were a good person, a friendly neighbor, a good son or a good father in the past."

"Because you are infected."

"The places where you used to be able to walk safely will become extremely dangerous. You can't trust anyone except your fellow infected people, and of course you can't trust all the infected people either."

"People like you who have just been infected with mineral sickness are not vigilant enough and are most likely to fall into danger."

"Join us in the integration movement. We are heading into the wilderness to find a place to stand."

At this moment, he finally understood what the boy named Broken Bone meant yesterday.

Once a person becomes infected, this land becomes full of dangers.

He was just fetching a bucket of water as usual, but he was surrounded and beaten.

Instead of dissuading them, their former neighbors and friends also told them not to pollute the water source.

He regrets it now.

I regret not joining that boy’s group. At least we are all infected and can help each other.

I won't kill him casually.

"stop!"

Just when he felt cold all over and his eyelids were getting heavier.

The voice of the young man from yesterday suddenly sounded not far away.

Broken Bones led dozens of people to rush up.

Bonebreaker himself rushed forward with a grenade launcher that had run out of grenades in both hands.

See the arrival of Broken Bones and others.

The man who had been beating people ferociously just now suddenly showed fear on his face.

"The infected are hitting people!"

He threw away the stick in his hand and ran away.

As for the residents who were watching the excitement nearby, they ran away the moment the group of infected people appeared.

After driving away the attacker, Broken Bones hurriedly helped the infected person lying on the ground.

I saw that the other person's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he could only breathe out but not inhale.

His heart, having seen too many broken bones of life and death, sank suddenly. He was still too late.

Those guys were too heavy-handed.

The infected person opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the broken bones, and forced a smile.

He held Broken Bone's hand tightly and said weakly: "Thank you... for saving me... I want to join you..."

Broken Bones' heart was broken as he looked at the infected man's eyes which were gradually losing their luster and he felt powerless.

If I had been tougher yesterday and forced him to join us, this wouldn't have happened.

As Broken Bones slowly nodded, the infected person also closed his eyes, never to wake up again.

Watching the innocent new infected people die.

An irrepressible murderous intent arose in Broken Bones' heart.

"No matter Longmen or Chernobog, sooner or later, I will settle accounts with all of you and make you pay double for what you have done to the infected!!!"

After such a change, Broken Bone has completely given up hope on Longmen.

What is an inclusive city?

There is no room for the infected on this earth.

All they bring to those they infect is immediate death and slow death.

After sending the infected person's body into the sewer that flows to the earth.

Broken Bones and all his companions prepared to leave Lungmen and go to the uninhabited wilderness to open up an area for the infected.

"Let's go, we leave Longmen. Without a home, we will open up new land in the wilderness."

“Without water, we go digging in the wilderness.”

"As long as I have the chance, I will make these guys pay with blood."

As Broken Bones' angry voice rang out, Broken Bones' companions showed a trace of panic and despair.

They ran from the outskirts of Chernobyl to Longmen, and naturally passed through the wilderness.

If it were so easy to cultivate and live in the wilderness, there would be no mobile cities.

If you can live in a mobile city, who would be willing to risk their life to go to a deserted wilderness?

One person murmured in a helpless and weak voice:

"Alex, can we really not stay in Longmen?"

“I heard that our compatriots in the south are doing very well now and they have established their own communities.”

Hearing his companion's naive question, Broken Bones slowly closed his eyes.

He could see that his compatriots still held a glimmer of hope for Longmen.

If possible, he also hopes to build a community that can accommodate the infected.

But the reality is that all communities that have housed infected people throughout history have collapsed.

Without exception, they were purged by the official authorities of various countries.

Even for our compatriots in the south, it won’t be long before their communities are cleansed by Longmen officials.

"Remember what I said, there is no place for us on this land anymore, we must use our own hands to carve out a space for ourselves."