Chapter 1864 Legion Never Jokes

The wheels were rolling towards Mexico City, and every time Flynn visited a big city, he would stop for a day to build momentum and carry out the so-called "propaganda of love and justice". The legion officials along the way didn't have orders from their superiors, so they were really not sure what to do, but Felin himself was greatly encouraged.

"See? No one is stopping us. That means the public opinion is on our side."

"Those officials are even courting us, and we are not being troubled for buying daily necessities."

"The roads were very clear and we had journalists from all over following us. It's a great feeling to be famous."

Feilin converted the container truck he bought into a station wagon. The living facilities in the car are very complete, and life along the way is very comfortable. At this moment, he is constantly publishing his column via satellite, informing all those who follow him in North America——I will enter Mexico City on behalf of the people of North America!

"Raul, when the time comes, you must make me look handsome. I want to show my calm side in front of the tyrant. I have a comprehensive plan for the situation I am about to face.

I think Victor Hugo is unlikely to throw me in prison, because I came with an olive branch, peace and equality are my wings, persecuting me is equal to persecuting everyone in North America.

I think it is impossible for Victor Hugo to refuse to meet me again, this will affect his image. If he refused, he should have stopped me long ago instead of allowing me to come all the way smoothly.

I think the biggest possibility for Victor Hugo is to have a fierce verbal confrontation with me during the meeting, and I think he should be prepared. So I'm thinking whether to be more aggressive or gentle when asking questions?

But no matter how he responds, I will let him show his stubborn, cruel, brutal side to the world. If he compromises with me, I just tell the world that this tyrant is not at all terrible. "

Flynn kept simulating the process of meeting Victor Hugo. He called this meeting the "meeting of the century" that created history, and his confidence in himself became stronger and stronger, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

The publicity van ended up driving all the way into Mexico City. When the speed of the car slowed down, Flynn could leisurely see the city under repair and construction through the window. The people on both sides of the road were really curious about this strange visitor, and many people paid attention to it.

"Okay, get out of the car." Felin got out of the car in good spirits, commanded a dozen of his subordinates to unfurl a banner with slogans on it, and at the same time held several large flags high. He looked at the passers-by slowly approaching from the surrounding roads, and thought to himself: "This city will definitely become the beginning of my legend."

The loudspeaker on the top of the truck was removed and someone specially assigned to carry it. Flynn stood behind the banner, holding the microphone of the loudspeaker in one hand and the banner in the other. And in front is the cameraman Raul, who is running on the road with a camera, and wants to leave a video record for this epic action.

Get ready and go!

Flynn grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly: "Citizens of the Aurora Legion, I am Flynn from the New York Brotherhood, and I come with a wish for peace..."

The volume of large decibels spreads far, and can be heard within two or three kilometers. Flynn will walk to the headquarters of the Aurora Legion with banners and flags, and present his situation to the head of the Aurora Legion, Victor Hugo. And as he walked and gave a speech, more and more people in the city surrounded him with doubts or curiosity.

Soon Feilin was followed by hundreds of people, stretching for two to three hundred meters, which seemed to be quite powerful. It was like a parade led by Flynn, and the number was still gathering.

Seeing such a high level of participation from the public, Felin, who led the way, felt his feet go limp, as if he was walking on clouds. He even felt that he was like Moses who cut through the Red Sea at this moment, leading people in suffering to happiness and freedom.

Success, success, I will definitely succeed!

Flynn did not go directly to the headquarters of the army, but took a slight detour in order to attract more people to follow. The time when he arrived in Mexico City was also specially selected. Today is the weekend, and there are many people resting at home, and many people come out to watch the excitement.

No police stopped me along the way.

There is no army in the way, and everything is going smoothly. When Flynn found that there were at least tens of thousands of noisy people behind him, he felt blissfully like a god who ruled over everything.

Seeing that the parade team was at the peak of excitement, Flynn calmly took the opportunity to turn to the legion headquarters. And the parade that followed the circle for a long time soon found that the direction changed, and the noise became even more sensational.

"We have so many people summoned." Flynn said optimistically to his partner Raul, "You should also take some shots, maybe we can bring them closer to us."

"I've tried it. They seem to be hesitant, and they're not willing to get close." Raul looked at the parade that had been following Flynn for 20 to 30 meters, and shrugged to show that he was doing his best.

"It doesn't matter, when they see my strength, they will support me." Flynn stepped up his pace at this moment, and went to the army headquarters more quickly.

The headquarters of the Legion is located in Locust Ridge in Mexico City, covering a huge area. Several key departments of the entire legion are located here, and the core is naturally the headquarters command center where Zhou Qingfeng is located.

But before reaching the command center, the garrison on the road finally stopped Flynn and the others. The parade team behind him immediately gathered up, forming a semi-surrounding shape, and watched Flynn inside.

"My name is Flynn, and I'm from the Brotherhood of New York. I've come from thousands of miles away, and I want to present my situation to the respected Commander Victor Hugo." Flynn said to the several legion guards who stopped him with a high air.

The cameraman Raul in the team took this scene accurately, and everyone felt that this would become a classic picture.

The legion guards on the road looked unhappy. One of the non-commissioned officers walked into the guard box, grabbed the phone and said something to his superiors. After hanging up, he replied to Flynn with a word—wait.

wait? Just wait and wait.

Flynn felt that he could wait a few days without haste, and he could even go on a hunger strike to see Victor Hugo. This has long been expected by him, and he is not afraid at all. Now that he has arrived outside the legion headquarters, the headache should be the legion commander hiding inside.

But it didn't take long, and several large trucks drove over from the road in the direction of the headquarters. Everyone stretched their necks to see if the Legion Commander had come in person. But when the car stopped, there were a few tall, thick, terrifying mutants who got out of the car.

Seeing the mutant, Flynn felt relieved. Everyone knows that in the Aurora Legion, only the head of the Aurora Legion has a guard composed of more than two hundred mutants, which is the most loyal and powerful personal guard.

The headed mutant is as ugly as a ghost species that escaped from hell. After it strode up, Felin loudly announced his identity and purpose again. Regardless of whether the other party agrees or refuses, he is invincible.

However, the mutant on the opposite side was not in a hurry. He just looked down at Felin as if he saw a reptile, and snorted coldly with a strong nasal voice and said with a smile: "My name is Marco Shi, and I am under the order of the army commander to deal with you. Actually You came too late, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Let an unreasonable mutant come and talk to me? Well, I've considered this situation as well—Ferring still has a plan in mind, and he just wants to give a loud and passionate speech. In fact, he only cares about expressing his opinions now, and it doesn't matter whether he listens to him or not.

It is important that the broad masses of North America hear and see.

But before Flynn could say a few words, Marco waved his hand behind him, and several mutants brought out several wooden platforms and a long pole from the truck.

As soon as the pole appeared, there was an uproar in the parade that followed to see the excitement. This thing is famous in Mexico City, and it is frightening.

"What are you doing?" Flynn was also a little strange.

"Elevate a telegraph pole." Marco said.

A wooden platform, a long pole, and then... a sling hangs down. Flynn's face turned pale immediately, and he said in a disorganized voice: "This is clearly a gallows."

"Yes, that's right. It's specially prepared for you." Marco Shi picked up Flynn like a chicken, and dragged him to the gallows.

Raul, who was filming below, was immediately dumbfounded, but after a few seconds, he yelled even more excitedly, and quickly called an assistant to carry the camera instead of him, while he himself found a microphone and stood in front of the camera to confront the assistant who carried the camera call out.

"Quick, point the camera at me and Flynn on the gallows. I'm going to report live. Something unexpected happened, and Flynn is going to be damned. Now it's finally my turn to get rich. I'm going to get the scoop."

Seeing Flynn go to the gallows, the onlookers burst into laughter. Ha..., ha..., ha... The laughter shook like the clouds, shaking the whole field. Everyone looked like they were watching a big drama, and they were overjoyed.

The scene in front of me was unexpected, but within reason. No one was too surprised, and the people of Mexico City felt that this was the way it should be.

When the noose was hung around Flynn's neck, the big reporter finally realized that the current situation was completely different from all his predictions. He asked Marco Shi in horror: "What are you doing?"

"Hang you." Ma Keshi said concisely.

"I came here in peace." Flynn's forehead was sweating, shaking like chaff. He found that he couldn't communicate with the mutants at all, so he could only cry to Raul who was filming under the wooden stage: "Raul, think of a way, think of a way, there must be some misunderstanding."

It's just that Raul's tone was tense, and he was trembling in front of the camera to shoot the report. He explained what was happening in a fast and excited voice, then extended the microphone and shouted at Flynn, who was in a sling around his neck.

"Dear Flynn, please say something? Something tragic, something heroic, something inspiring. Your dream has come true, and you will be recorded in history soon, so say something about your last words."

"Fuckyou! Quickly find a way to save me." The moment he put on the sling, Flynn couldn't control his body, trembling and peeing on his pants. His nose was streaming with tears, his legs were weak and he slid down, but the noose hanging around his neck forced him to support it forcefully.

Flynn's embarrassment made the onlookers laugh even more. Flynn forced a smile with tears in his eyes. He asked Marco behind him: "You want to make me look ugly? Well, I admit that you have won. Put me down quickly, I know I was wrong. I think this Must be a joke, right?"

But Mar Keshi snorted indifferently, kicked over the wooden platform that Flynn was stepping on, and shouted in a deep voice: "The legion never jokes with people."

The wooden platform fell and the sling straightened. There was a burst of exclamation at the scene, and a hanged corpse floated in front of everyone's eyes.