A black line appeared on Wang Jun's forehead, and he glanced at Ye Su's buttocks, thinking that when he got the chance, he would rush up and have his big feet burned.

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Blade Cinema, underground secret room.

Ye Zhen led Wang Jun into an elevator, and then verified a series of security measures, such as: password input, iris verification, palm print confirmation, and voice password.

After a number of complex procedures, the elevator door slowly closed.

Ye Zhen was not a talkative person and had no intention of introducing him.

Wang Jun did not ask for trouble and stood quietly, like a sculpture.

Generally speaking, being clueless should be paired with being unhappy.

But when these two people get together, they seem to be unhappy. Except for necessary conversations, they may not be able to say more than three sentences in half a month.

Di hum~di hum~~di hum~~~

The elevator descended faster and faster, with no intention of stopping.

The feeling of weightlessness enveloped Wang Jun, gradually increasing from light to heavy.

Wang Jun calculated in his mind: "According to normal acceleration calculation, it will drop at least 8 meters per second, and 15 seconds have just passed..."

He concluded that he was 120 meters underground and was continuing his descent.

The current underground depth is far deeper than the sewers in City 36. Where is Boss Ye taking me?

Questions lingered in his mind, and Wang Jun waited patiently.

After the elevator descends eight or nine hundred meters, the scenery outside the tempered glass is no longer various rock formations, but an empty and vast space.

Wang Jun took a step forward, pressed his palms against the transparent glass wall, and widened his eyes.

At this moment, the elevator he was riding seemed to be in the clouds. Looking around, he could see huge ring-shaped mountains. Within the mountains was a basin, and above the basin was a huge ceiling dotted with spar, like a starry night sky that never had daylight.

There is a small city in the center of the basin. The size of the city is about one-tenth the size of City No. 36. The whole city is full of a sense of technology. The streets and buildings are all integrated with special materials, which look like metal and glass. Basically,

No connection gaps are visible.

The only regret is that there is no light in most areas of this small city. There are only patches of light under the seven specially-made transparent elevator tubes of the elevator, and there are only sporadic lights in the rest of the area.

"Are you shocked?" Ye Zhen said quietly with his hands behind his back.

Wang Jun nodded, followed his heart's will, and said: "I have heard about this place. The reason why City 36 was built. The Zhao family even moved their whole family for this lost city."

"No, you are wrong," Ye Zhen shook his head, "Two-thirds of the Lost City is controlled by the Zhao family, and the rest is indirectly controlled by the other eight of the nine chaebols through the Red Umbrella Company Branch No. 36."

"What about this?" Wang Jun asked.

Ye Zhen replied: "This small city is a satellite city of the Lost City and belongs to us alone."

Exclusively occupying the satellite city, Black Front Lane's strength is far stronger than I thought... Wang Jun's eyes trembled slightly.

Ye Zhen seemed to realize something and said: "Heifeng Lane is just a part of our organization, don't get me wrong."

"Organization?" Wang Jun frowned. He had an instinctive aversion to these two words. He had no choice but to reincarnate, so he would not easily forget how he died in his previous life.

At this time, Ye Zhen's eyes were full of pride, and every line of his poker face was like a leaping dragon, and his whole face looked full of energy, "Chiqi, our organization is called Red Flag. We have only one creed: 36 of the Federation.

Every city is a prison. We must liberate all mankind and gather the power of all mankind in 36 cities, so that we can avoid extinction in the catastrophe of the end of the world."

Wang Jun's eyes were blurry, as if he was dreaming back to China, and he murmured something seemingly irrelevant: "One day, red flags will be planted all over the world."

Hearing this, Ye Zhen's eyes widened and he looked at Wang Jun in disbelief, "What did you say?!"

Wang Jun realized that he had made a mistake, fell silent, and looked into Ye Zhen's eyes.

Those deep eyes hide wonder, expectation, and desire...

In his previous life, Wang Jun was a killer and a person in a dark world, but he had a bright heart and was moved by the righteousness of the Chinese revolutionary ancestors. Occasionally, in the dead of night, he lamented that he had no chance to share the blood of his ancestors.

I never expected that I would hear similar ideas in this life.

Wang Jun shook his head, his eyes hid three times the seriousness, "I want to say that princes and generals should have their bearings. Chaebols should not be aloof. People are born equal, and huge companies should not become machines that enslave their employees.

If someone can wave the red flag, rally the broad masses of the people, overthrow the plutocrats, and destroy the companies, it will be just around the corner."

"The chaebol controls many lifelines such as technology, economy, survival, and transcendence. It is not easy to overturn it." Ye Zhen shook his head.

Wang Jun said: "Water can carry a boat and capsize it. The people are the water and the plutocrats are the boats. As long as we can stimulate the people's thoughts and gather many enlightened people, we will surely start a prairie fire with a single spark of fire."

"Okay, that's good," Ye Zhen looked moved, which was completely unusual. He pressed Wang Jun's shoulders hard, "If you can say these words, it's really worthy of me to bring you down."

Wang Jun felt a sense of shame in his heart. These precious thoughts all came from his eternal youthful motherland, which he could never return to.

After a while, the elevator descended to the bottom and the door slowly opened.

Ye Zhen looked at Wang Jun: "I didn't expect you and I to be so close to each other, so I'll call you Ajun without any courtesy."

Wang Jun nodded, "Okay, Boss Ye."

"Hey, let's change the name." Ye Zhen shook his head slightly and held Wang Jun's hand firmly with both hands, like an old revolutionary meeting his comrade, "I'm much older than you, just call me Brother Ye."

Wang Jun hummed, "Brother Ye."

"Yes." Ye Zhen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and patted the back of Wang Jun's hand, "Next, I have to take you to meet someone. That person is like a mirror to you. I guarantee that you will be deeply impressed after seeing it.
Chapter completed!