Text Chapter 1098 Torrential Rain! (Fifth Update!)

Li Yao: "A patriot?"

Ding Lingdang: "That's right. Today's briefing from the Secret Sword Bureau said that they killed three snipers in the building next to Federation Square. They are suspected to be subordinates of the 'Son of Nether' and 'Blood Demon Li Yao'."

"However, one of the corpses looks familiar to me. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I saw it at a "Patriot Organization" party more than half a year ago."

Li Yao said: "What kind of organization is that?"

Ding Lingdang said: "It was just a very common 'Avenue Discussion Group'. At that time, the news of the Flying Star Realm and the True Human Empire had just spread in the Federation, and the world we lived in suddenly expanded countless times like a big bang. You know, we cultivators, none of us have any "family and country feelings" and want to do something for the country and the people. In response to such a great change that has not been seen in a thousand years, many people of insight have thrown out their own opinions. insights, forming countless turbulent thoughts.”

"As for the idea of ​​'Uniting the Three Realms to Resist the Empire', some people support it, some doubt it, and some strongly oppose it. Those who hold different ideas spontaneously formed small circles."

"The Patriot Organization is a discussion group that strongly opposes alliances with the Yaozu. The organization's philosophy is that the Yaozu must never be trusted. Cooperating with the Yaozu is seeking skin from a tiger, and even at a critical moment, you will be stabbed in the back by the Yaozu! What's more , the Federation is a holy country of pure human beings, how can it be defiled by these demons!"

"The only way to deal with the real human empire is to unite with the Flying Star Realm, completely conquer the Blood Demon Realm, treat all the monster races as slaves, and send them to the resource planets in the Flying Star Realm to mine!"

Li Yao secretly clicked his tongue, Jin Tuyi guessed right again, there are indeed many people in the federation who hold this idea!

Li Yaodao: "Did you ever firmly believe in this idea?"

Ding Lingdang: "I still think so until now."

Li Yao: "..."

Ding Lingdang: "Forget it, this is the 'Controversy of the Great Dao', I can't tell you clearly for a while. In short, at that time, the Federation had just been greatly impacted by the new world. Various trends of thought were flooding, and such a discussion group was not It's rare."

"Rarely, is the criteria to join the discussion."

"The Patriot Organization does not accept ordinary monks to join. It has two conditions for joining. First, it must be a high-end person with a certain influence in society, sects, and the military."

"Second. At least one close relative must have been killed by the Yaozu, and there must be blood feud with the Yaozu."

"In other words, this is a relatively high-level discussion group. I joined it because of this. After that, it's no big deal. We just gather together, chat, talk freely, and make friends. By the way, it is At a party, I saw the 'Son of the Nether' sniper who died today."

"My attitude is relatively firm. I am young among the crowd, and sometimes I can't help speaking radically. As a result, one night, the convener of our group, a professor from Tiandu Medical College, came to me mysteriously. , said that the discussion here is not interesting enough, and there is a more advanced group. There are many like-minded fellow Taoists, asking me if I want to join in? ""

Li Yao's heart rose, "You agreed?"

"No."

Ding Lingdang said. "I don't object to their ideas, but I am a person. You know, I always like to be straightforward, and I am not interested in such mysterious things. At that time, I said that I would consider it."

"The next day, I wanted to join in. It wouldn't be a bad idea to make more friends, so I told the convener that I would like to join. Unexpectedly, the other party became hesitant and refused to let me join. After a while , everyone is tired of empty talk and usually busy, this 'patriot organization' just disappeared."

"At that time, the situation was turbulent and thoughts were rushing. It was normal for such discussion groups to gather and disperse, and I didn't think much about it."

"Until today, when I saw the dead body of this sniper, I didn't realize that this person's speech at the seminar was more fanatical and extreme than mine. Is there no other possibility?"

Li Yao thought about it for a moment, then shivered fiercely: "You mean, there was an organization that recruited a large number of powerful people whose relatives were killed by the demon clan, and who had blood feuds with the demon clan, and then screened them layer by layer. , chose the most extreme, fanatical, and determined person?"

"Lian Dingling, you are like this, your parents were killed by the monster clan, and you are at odds with the monster clan. Such a fanatical and belligerent Golden Core powerhouse, just because he has to think about it for one night, is judged to be unqualified and has not entered its core!"

"In other words, it is very likely that there is a 'patriot organization' that gathers a large number of cultivators who have blood feuds with the Yaozu and are more radical, fanatical, determined, and tyrannical than you, Ding Lingdang?"

Ding Lingdang: "I don't know. I only know that I will go to the convener after the fact. The professor of Tiandu Medical College said that he is cooperating with the military on a secret project. He is on a long-term business trip and can no longer be contacted."

Professor Mo Xuan: "Hurry up, I feel that we are about to be locked, we have to talk at another time and place!"

Li Yao: "The last question, the three big bosses of the Federation, Yijiang Hailiu, Tie Shuai Zhou Hengdao, and Secret Sword Director Lu Zui, among the three, who has a close relative who was killed by the monster clan?"

Professor Mo Xuan thought for a while: "Chairman Jiang's elder brother died in an outbreak of beast tide more than 80 years ago. Tie Shuai is fine. His relatives don't know, and there should be no close relatives."

Li Yao anxiously asked, "Where's Lu Zui? Is there any?"

Professor Mo Xuan: "Yes."

Li Yao: "Who?"

Professor Mo Xuan: "...all of them."

Li Yao gasped, "What!"

Ding Lingdang explained: "Lu Zui is more than two hundred years old, and he has no relatives in this world, only a very loving wife. The two are childhood sweethearts and have a very close relationship. Her wife is somewhat congenitally deficient and has never had children. The two supported him all the way. After two hundred years of wind and rain."

"I can't have children. His wife opened a caring orphanage more than a hundred years ago and adopted many war orphans as children. She is a well-known philanthropist in the Federation and is known as 'Happy Mom'. .They have more than 500 adoptive sons in total, many of them are outstanding and have become outstanding in various industries."

"Fifteen years ago. After a beast tide broke out, his wife went to the wilderness to search and rescue orphans as usual. But she was torn to pieces by the monster hidden in the ruins."

"If you don't count the adopted son, Lu Zui only has his wife as a relative. If his wife is killed by a monster, doesn't it mean that he lost everything?"

Li Yao was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and his typing fingers began to tremble: "Five hundred righteous sons, scattered everywhere, outstanding?"

Ding Lingdang: "Yes."

Li Yao: "My God!"

...

Three o'clock in the morning. It began to rain, near dawn, the night was dark, and the rain was pouring.

The second public fundraiser in Tiandu City, under a large pine tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, the rain pattered and splashed onto a small stone tablet between the roots of the tree.

The stele is small, deeply embedded in the soil, entwined with tree roots, and covered with moss. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all.

Under the moss, there are four small words hidden: happy mother.

This is the most environmentally friendly. Also the cheapest "tree burial".

In front of the tombstone, stood an old man in a black raincoat, silent for a long time.

"Wow!"

Lightning tore through the night, revealing a pale face covered with water droplets, it was the management-type Nascent Soul cultivator, the patron saint of the Federation's black front, the director of the Secret Sword Bureau, Lu Zui!

Lu Zui held a food box with mottled wooden paint, and pulled off his raincoat. Sitting down in the mud under the pine tree, he took out several bowls of side dishes one by one. He also filled two delicate wine cups with old yellow wine.

Sprinkle a glass of old wine under the roots of the tree. It was filled up again, and Lu Zui took a sip of wine and a piece of meat, slowly eating and drinking in the torrential rain.

While eating and drinking, while stroking the wrinkled green pine, Lu Zui said softly: "Old lady, I have been busy all this time, and I didn't bother to come to see you in Qingming. Today I took some time to make a few dishes, all of which you like to eat."

"The time is running out, I didn't make it right, the fish skin is broken, but the braised pork is still rotten, and there is also your favorite lychee honey, drink it slowly."

"The little ones we adopted have grown up one by one. Weiming has graduated from university and is about to study; Dagang has done a good job in the army and will soon be promoted to company commander; Maomao is married. Grapefruit growers, you love grapefruit the most, last time she brought a basket specially, I wanted to bring some for you, but I forgot to keep them fresh, they were all rotten, next time, Maomao will bring it to you personally."

"Old woman... Yesterday, I did something. If you found out, you should scold me severely again. You always say that I am in a hurry all day long because of work, and my eyes are red. Who can you be angry with, and you can't offend those demons and goblins!"

"However, I assure you that this time I'm neither angry nor wanting to avenge you, I just... don't want Weiming, Dagang, Mao Mao, their children, children's children, and those smelly The ghosts of the sky live together."

"Our children are so weak, so innocent, so kind, and they will suffer a lot if they live with the children of the monster race who are cruel by nature!"

"Children are ignorant, and they are whimsical and foolish. We old men and old women always have to watch over us, don't we?"

"Okay, you can eat slowly, there are a lot of dishes, I'm leaving first, I'm going to work."

"In the future... Maybe I won't be able to come to see you. It's okay. Weiming and Maomao will come, and their children, their children will come to see you as a 'happy mother'."

"Wait for me a few more years. If it's quick, maybe in a year or two, I'll come to you. Leave the door open for me!"

"Go away, old woman, go away!"

Lu Zui rubbed the wrinkled bark obsessively, and trembling again, picked a handful of moist soil from the side of his wife's tombstone, stuffed it into his heart along his collar.

When she straightened up, her tender eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle and as cold as a blade!

He clutched his heart, letting the cold soil warm his even colder heart, and walked towards the outside of the cemetery.

There was a shock in the eardrum, and with a thought, the call started.

There was no sound from the opposite side, only cold panting.

Lu Zui: "Is there something wrong?"

A very hard voice came from the opposite side: "Don't pretend, you know, it was agreed to assassinate that boneless **** Jiang Hailiu, why did you blow up tens of thousands of innocent people!"

Lu Zui smiled, his teeth gleaming under the lightning: "You are a soldier, this is war, how can anyone survive in a war?"

Gritting his teeth on the opposite side: "You have crossed the line."

Lu Zui: "Yes, you shot me?"

Opposite: "I will. After I'm done, I'll kill you first with one shot, and then myself with one shot to pay homage to the innocent souls!"

Lu Zui: "Whatever."

He directly cut off the call and walked to the gate of the cemetery.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

A series of lightning strikes covered the darkest night sky before dawn, and also reflected a dozen statue-like figures in black raincoats at the gate of the public offering.

"dad!"

"dad!"

There was a cry from the black raincoat, and one or two voices were mixed in: "Grandpa!"

Lu Zui picked up the jug and threw it over: "This is your mother's favorite lychee honey. She and I haven't finished drinking it yet. Come on, share it!"

More than a dozen black raincoats held up their wine glasses in the torrential rain.

Lu Zui looked around, and suddenly sighed: "It's hard for you, follow me on this road of no return."

"Slaying demons and slaying demons is my vocation, to be smashed to pieces, and to be happy!"

A black raincoat said loudly.

"Jin Tuyi, the big devil, and Li Yao, the little devil, joined together to lure demons into the federation, making the great mountains and rivers a mess, and the majestic federation full of evil spirits! The country is in crisis. My monks, why don't we?" It's a pity to fight!"

Another black raincoat roared.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lu Zui laughed and cried, "Okay, okay, okay, you are all my good children, you are all good children of the majestic human race, the majestic federation! Come! Drink!"

Lu Zui and a dozen or so black raincoats drank the remnants of the wine in one gulp. A dozen wine cups smashed to pieces on the hard granite at the same time. In the torrential rain, the eight words of breaking gold and cracking stone came:

"Kill the **** and save the Federation!" (To be continued.)