Mayn knew very well that he had to get rid of the two spies behind him within three minutes, otherwise he would be very likely not to catch up with today's routine meeting.

but……

He tilted his head and looked behind him through the glass of the window. The two plainclothes police officers slowly approached him with the cover of the crowd.

Just like two gray wolf hunting with partners on the prairie, they hide their traces by relying on the grass above one person's height and approach their prey bit by bit. Only when the grass is blown down can they see a corner of the gray wolf.

Mayn was not panicked. He was born and raised in this land, and there was no reason to be blocked by these two plainclothes police officers.

Crowds, messy crowds should be their help.

At this moment, his mind was infinitely clear, and he quickly thought of what the leader said at the routine conference.

When meeting followers, there is no need to panic. Their identities are often plainclothes police, and plainclothes police are prohibited from using coercive means such as violent coercion when performing tasks such as stalking.

So as long as you can get out, the easiest way to get out is to create chaos.

This is the F-zone, and the most unabridged thing is chaos.

So he suddenly turned around and pointed at the two plainclothes policemen and shouted: "They are policemen! They are going to force us to cancel the Brad Act!"

In one sentence, two keywords suddenly caused a thousand waves among the crowd.

The crowd in Area F can hit three or four people carrying criminal cases with one brick. When these people heard the word "police", they seemed to touch DNA and would instantly flee in panic.

The Brad Act is a new bill recently proposed by Brad, the leader of the new group "Turbine", to reduce the fixed working hours and increase hourly wages for low-income people every week, and requires the three major groups to reduce the current half of their current taxes for people below the median social income.

This is obviously impossible, but these bills need to be fully bargained. First, use an unprecedented bill to seize the attention of the masses, and then send representatives of the masses to bargain with the legislature after obtaining support.

After a long period of political consultation, these bills are often modified beyond recognition, but this is not important, because most people do not understand what those laws will become after they are revised.

The group still defended its own interests, the masses gained political status, and the masses also believed that they had won again.

Mayn felt a little sad about this, but he was equally powerless to change it.

At this time, due to the influence of the words "police" and "Brad Act", the crowd was a little angry and confused. They seemed to be surrounded by some force and built a wall of people blocking the two plainclothes policemen.

Mayn also quickly left the place. He walked into a dirty alley where the walls were painted with a thick layer of graffiti. Judging from the graffiti brushwork, the entire wall must have been formed by dozens of graffiti artists one after another.

He looked back and saw the crowd surrounded the two plainclothes policemen like a surging wave.

This is District F, and the police station does not have much credibility here. Not only the police station, but the entire social sequence does not have credibility here.

People always believe in various rumors and slander social sequences from various angles. This is also one of the ways for the people in the F District to seek a sense of collective identity.

Mayn lowered his eyes. He had seen through it all, but he was unable to change it.

No, this is not unchangeable.

He suddenly thought of the face that lived in his mind.

"Wildfire" can change all this, and Mr. Yashi can change all this too!

Thinking of this, a hint of fanaticism appeared in his heart. He believed that Mr. Yaxi was an absolutely capable person, and that Mr. Yaxi could lead their wildfire crowd to the final victory.

However, he was one of the first people to follow Mr. Yaxi, who took Mr. Yaxi's social science courses back then, and was also one of the veterans of the "Wildfire" organization.

So he naturally knew that the leader of the "wildfire" at this time was actually the second generation Axi, and what he really wanted to follow was the first generation Axi.

The second generation Axi is still outstanding in talent, but he understands that he is far from being the same as the previous generation.

Mayne is always looking forward to the return of a generation of Ah Xi and taking over the "wildfire" again.

According to what the second generation of the leader, Ahi, said at this time, at least three to five months, or at most three to five years, Ahi will return.

That's why they need to endure and accumulate strength in the dark.

Mayn would only call the leader of the leader of the leader, not Mr. Yashi, because in his heart, Mr. Yashi would only be that person.

"Huh?" Mayn's eyes were placed on a graffiti on the wall in front of him. It was a hexagram, drawn in one stroke, and the middle of the hexagram was a peaceful and peaceful eye.

What's this?

Mayn felt a little confused. This graffiti sign did not appear when it came last time. It seemed that it had been painted in the past few days.

This is not surprising. What is strange is that he actually developed some inexplicable familiarity with this graffiti, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Forget it, don't worry, it's too late.

He took a look at the time and it was about five minutes to walk from here to the Secret Hall, but he only had four minutes left.

Go faster.

So Mayn accelerated his pace.

Three minutes later, Mayn, wearing a red robe and hooded, slowly walked into the secret synagogue.

This is a synagogue that can accommodate two hundred people, converted from the church and is now a weekly gathering place for the backbone members of the "wildfire".

If it is arranged in a place like F, no one will notice it.

The secret hall was dim, with only a gorgeous but not bright crystal lamp lit up at the top of the center of the lobby.

At this time, the secret hall was already densely filled with people wearing robes of various colors.

The front row is the red robe, which is black, gray and white after that, and its status has also changed from high to low.

The strict internal hierarchy was not what Mr. Ahsi wanted to happen, but unexpectedly, when this rule was formulated within the "wildfire", almost no one objected.

Perhaps it is because only the newly added people will become the lowest-level white robe.

Mayn is a red robe. Although he thinks this does not conform to Mr. Yaxi's spirit of "unity and equality", he is a privileged class.

So he still has no objection.

Quietly, silently.

Absolute obedience is something engraved in the bones of the wildfires. When Mayn floated past the middle of the hall in a red robe, only the white robe would look at him with his eyes, but would not make any sound.

Seated.

Mayn sat in the corner of the first row. He glanced at the red robe sitting beside him and frowned slightly.

Under the big red hood is an extremely gorgeous face, with three-dimensional facial features but not rough, but it looks very delicate and delicate.

The white skin color and bloody lips, and the strong contrast between the two gave Mayn a sense of error.

Once again, he almost recognized his classmate.

The name of this woman in red robe is Erin. She was Mr. Yaxi's most fanatical follower back then. After the first generation Axi left, Erin turned to the second generation Axi and became the intelligence leader of the second generation Axi.

In just a few months, Mayn was almost unable to recognize her.

The pure girl like a swan at that time has now become a charming, charming but full of hostility.

The two of them just touched each other without saying anything.

Although they were under this "wildfire", they all knew that they were no longer all the people.

The cloth shoes were silent, and a man in a dark blue robe walked slowly onto the stage. He was not wearing a hood, and his face was exposed under the orange light.

Lead the leader.

Mayn called him in his heart, and behind him was the sound of wildfires standing up, the sound of cloth rubbing, foot stomping, and then a uniform movement.

His palm slashed through the air and waved towards the leader.

This is the salute gesture of the wildfire, which has continued from the generation Aki to the present.

"Fire Fire!"

However, the red robe in the first row does not have to stand up, salute or shout slogans.

Just take a polite manner.

Cohen looked at the face that had been familiar, but was silent and said nothing.

He could feel that the students who joined the Wildfire Club had more or less changed.

And he has also changed a lot, but it is also different.

He was not that radical. He and many red robes represented the rationality of "wildfires", and he was vaguely opposed to Erin and had a clear stand.

However, Cohen still chose to believe in the leader. After all, he was the heir chosen by Mr. Yaxi, so he was naturally the most suitable heir.

"Please sit." The leader nodded to the wildfire crowd below and asked them to sit down.

"Brush-" still sounded neatly, and everyone sat down, only the leader stood on the stage.

He cleared his throat and his voice was calm and steady: "Today is the last regular meeting."

After saying this first sentence, the wildfire people in the audience felt infinite doubts.

The last regular meeting?

What does this mean?

But they didn't ask, but just raised their heads, their eyes emerged from under the hood, looking at the leader on the stage.

The leader continued to speak: "Do you believe that there is God?"

The question was thrown out, and he paused, as if waiting for the answers of the wildfires under the audience, but he knew that no one would answer him, so he continued: "There is no god in this world, and this is something that all of us understand."

"We are all absolutely atheists and do not believe in the existence of gods." said the leader, with a distant voice, "The origin of gods is just human beings' desire to settle their own at a loss."
To be continued...