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

But the boy was too stupid and kept holding the phone, so he was caught red-handed.

"If that's the case, there's nothing we can do about it."

"Atli, I know you are impulsive and don't read people's expressions, but I didn't expect you to do something as outrageous as insulting the Imperial Guards."

As he said that, Luo Chen stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that the Guards could arrest anyone at will.

The leading captain nodded with satisfaction and led his men straight to Atley's seat.

At this time, Atley threw the phone away like a hot potato, and shook his head frantically:

"This is not mine. This is not mine! This is really not mine."

Atley argued desperately, but the guards did not believe him and lifted his shoulders.

At this time, Felix and others hurriedly stood up to dissuade them:

"Sir, this must be a misunderstanding. There's no need to go to the Guards Bureau."

"This is indeed a misunderstanding. This phone is not ours. It belongs to Boss Luo, and he was the one who called and scolded you just now."

"Misunderstand?"

The captain asked back with a sneer, then took out the terminal and played the conversation that the technical department had just recorded.

"I've been annoyed with you guys in the Guards Bureau for a long time. I'll blow you up when I get the chance."

"It really wasn't me who hit him? It was that Luo Chen who hit him. Luo Chen also hit him!" Atley was still trying to argue.

"We will go back and collect fingerprints from the phone. You don't need to tell us who called."

A voice exactly the same as Atley's sounded in the terminal, and now even Felix and others didn't know what to say.

All they could do was watch as the police officers from the Royal Guards held Atley's arms and dragged him away with a look of fear and despair on his face.

Luo Chen looked at Atli who was being dragged and couldn't help shaking his head:

"Ridiculous, it's really ridiculous."

"Didn't he know to wear gloves before doing something like this?"

"Now that he has been caught red-handed, I hope he will reflect on his actions after he goes to prison."

When Luo Chen's voice fell, the whole room seemed to be shrouded in icy coldness in an instant.

The Integration Movement cadres present all felt a chill running up their spines, causing them to shiver involuntarily.

The people who were originally immersed in Atley's tragic experience now all looked at Luo Chen, their eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

They began to recall Luo Chen's previous actions, especially the fact that he put on gloves before making the call.

"So... is this the reason why Luo Chen wore gloves? But why didn't he remind Atli?"

"Isn't that..."

Someone in the crowd murmured in a low voice, revealing disbelief and a hint of fear.

But what they didn't know was that even if Atlee wore gloves, the assistant who was scolded and cried for the first time might forget to record.

But Commander Chen will definitely record it the second time.

Luo Chen wore gloves just because he didn't want to leave fingerprints and cause trouble for Commander Chen.

However, this sentence still acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the curiosity and anxiety in everyone's hearts.

They began to look at Luo Chen again, trying to find a clue from his calm face.

But Luo Chen was like an unfathomable lake. No matter how they explored, they could not glimpse the real world inside him.

This sudden chill and uneasiness made everyone present feel an inexplicable pressure.

They are now beginning to realize that this guy who can make hundreds of infected people eat and drink delicious food and cannot leave him is definitely not an ordinary person.

Luo Chen noticed that the atmosphere around him suddenly became solemn.

Everyone's faces were as pale as paper and they were silent, as if they were shrouded by an invisible pressure.

He knew very well that this atmosphere was not harmonious, so he decided to take the initiative to ease the tension.

He smiled slightly, with a gentle and kind smile on his face, and said softly:

"It's just a good summit, don't be so nervous."

"As a united and friendly organization, it is rare for us to get together. We should cherish this moment and feel happy and satisfied."

Hearing this, everyone forced themselves into an ugly smile.

Someone was just arrested, and the culprit behind all this actually made them laugh.

Come on, this situation is really not funny.

Seeing that everyone was not in the right mood, Luo Chen suggested that they proceed to the next item.

——Declare loyalty to the Reunion Movement and implement a plan to uncover the traitor.

"My fellow countrymen, I believe that before we uncover the Empire's spies, the first thing we need to do is to implement our resolve and reach a consensus."

"I propose that we insult the emperor of the empire together next."

"In this process of insult, look who is not genuinely happy."

Luo Chen glanced at everyone and laughed mischievously:

"I'll take the lead."

"Fyodor Vladimirovich, go to hell!"

"Get ready, get up."

At Luo Chen's wave, everyone in the audience repeated what Luo Chen had just said: "Fyodor Vladimirovich, eat shit!"

"Not hard enough, keep going! Fyodor Vladimirovich..."

"Eat shit!"

"Cheer up, Fyodor Vladimirovich..."

"Eat shit!"

Under Luo Chen's hand gestures, conducting like an experienced musician, the group, who were originally a little reserved, gradually began to get into the mood.

At first, people just whispered it carefully.

However, as Luo Chen's hands danced, that subtle sense of rhythm gradually took root in everyone's hearts.

They began to express their ideas more confidently, and their voices gradually became firmer and stronger.

The whole house seemed to be ignited by an invisible passion, and people began to get excited.

Everyone's emotions were completely ignited. They shouted and laughed loudly, as if they wanted to put all their worries and sorrows behind them.

Luo Chen was also immersed in this joy, his face filled with a smile of satisfaction and relief.

"Eat shit! Eat shit!"

"Fyodor Vladimirovich!"

"Eat shit! Eat shit! Eat shit!"

However, there are some people who have been unable to integrate and instead feel as uncomfortable as if a horse had died.

In their minds, Luo Chen’s horse had died countless times.

Chapter 125 This is our role model!

"Eat shit! Eat shit!"

In that warm and brainwashing atmosphere of catharsis.

It seems as if the whole world is surrounded by this passion. Every note and every beat is as surging as a wave, making it irresistible.

When nearby residents heard the chorus of hundreds of Integration Movement members inside the store, they also went to the square to listen.

After confirming that the other party was scolding the emperor of Ursus, not any high-level officials of Longmen.

I also sang along with confidence.

People are like this, when everyone is doing something, they can't help but imitate it.

However, amidst the lively scene that filled the square, Luo Chen's eyes keenly caught a few discordant notes.

He noticed that Lermontov and several of his companions looked extremely serious.

The voice is also weak.

It was in stark contrast to the laughter and joy around.

Their brows were furrowed, and their eyes revealed an indescribable melancholy and uneasiness, as if they were bound by some invisible pressure.

Luo Chen knew very well that in such occasions, everyone should let go of their burdens and enjoy the joy to the fullest.

Those who cannot let go of their burden should think about what this burden is.

Then, he walked towards Lermontov and the others with a smile and said in a light-hearted tone:

"Friends, look at the atmosphere around here, how warm it is!"

"Why aren't you laughing?"

"Don't you dare to scold the Emperor of Ursus?"

Under Luo Chen's sarcasm, the people who were originally immersed in the warm atmosphere began to notice something strange.

Although Luo Chen's voice was not loud, it was loud enough for people around him to hear clearly.

Those who were originally immersed in laughter stopped singing and their eyes were involuntarily focused on Lermontov.

The air around them seemed to freeze, with only Luo Chen's sarcastic voice echoing in the air.

Lermontov felt an inexplicable pressure and was thinking about what to say.

Felix laughed first:

"How is that possible? We were just a little tired from laughing, so we just took a break."

Lermontov and his companions immediately reacted and echoed:

"Yeah, my face hurts a little from smiling."

"What is there to be afraid of scolding this dog emperor Ursus? I scold him three times a day, once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening."

"Yes, me too."

"Hahaha."

Felix and others laughed, and Luo Chen also laughed.

After laughing twice, Luo Chen's mouth curled up into a playful smile:

"My fellow countrymen, it seems that these brothers really hate the Emperor of Ursus, otherwise they wouldn't curse him three times a day."

"Yes, yes." Felix nodded with a smile.

Luo Chen continued:

"It's a good thing that we in the Reunion Movement have such comrades who firmly hate the Empire. It would be great if every member of the Reunion Movement could be like these gentlemen."

"If we curse Ursus three times a day, how can we worry about the lack of unity in the integration movement?"

"I think we should take these brothers as our examples for insulting the dog emperor."

Being coaxed by Luo Chen.

Lermontov felt a sense of panic.

This scene reminded him of the scene a month ago.

Before Luo Chen kicked him out of the integration movement, he first started to flatter him and then made him lose face.

Will this sword tomb continue to do this?