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"We are all gods who have fallen asleep and awake from the cracks between time and space. This world is no longer our world. We must hide more carefully and not let anyone discover our traces again..."

As the words fell, the entire Garden of Gods continued to shake gently, disappearing in place, hiding without a trace.

The familiar American style is coming, and the dense tropical rainforests are everywhere. In this place, Wen Fei has a strong feeling. That is, the vitality between heaven and earth, restlessness, too ostentatious, and seems to be too vigorous and wantonly flooding.

The word "lust" means flooding in ancient times. Lust is raining and lustful sacrifices. However, this place has too much vitality and too flooding.

So much so that all living things and animals are eager to grow and grow. Then they age at the same speed.

Dark green and light green, with different green components, form an extremely complex world, densely covering all directions, stacking into the deepest landscape in the field of view.

If you can walk closer, you will find that the darkness of the black trunks are as deep as the shadows in the distance, the light shines through the occasional gap between the leaves, dyeing the surrounding area into new green, and setting off the almost ink-like blackness in the rest.

The dust undulates under the occasional light, and the spots fall on the twisted roots of trees. Rivers and pools of all sizes wind on the ground, running through the entire green world.

Apart from green, almost no other colors are allowed to exist!

This time, they settled in a famous tourist city by the sea, which was much better than the base hidden deep in the dense forest where they were last time.

But far away, Master Wen had already seen a statue of a god on the top of a mountain in the distance.

The freighter was docking at the dock, and Master Wen and his men quietly got off the ship. No one even paid more attention. As long as the ocean-going ship was docked, all the seafarers who were fine would be impatient to get off the ship, and they didn't even want to stay on the ship for an extra second.

As soon as they got off the boat, a few sneaky guys stopped Wen Fei and his group: "Hey, work, it looks very strange. How about it? Do you have any good things on you? I can offer a fair price."

Master Wen was a little confused, but fortunately Quinn stood up and said fiercely: "Boy, do you dare to steal Old Jack's business?"

"Old Jack?" The faces of several people changed a little. Before they could say anything more, a few people wearing colorful shorts and slippers walked over in the cars on the street that had been stopped for a long time.

In fact, those who stopped Wen Fei and his group were all dressed up. It reminded people of the fact that this is a tropical coastal city. You can see beautiful beaches almost without having to leave the pier.

When the people in the car came over, the guys who were obviously gangsters who stopped Wen Fei and his group were completely panicked. Until an old man with a straw hat came over, the gangsters simply knelt on the ground with a thud and shouted in panic: "I'm sorry. Old Jack, we don't know this is your guest!"

Old Jack with a straw hat doesn't look very old, but he's thin and even a little hunched. If it weren't for the fear and fear that these gangsters were so nervous, no one would have thought that such a guy would have such a "famous".

"Even God will forgive the mistakes made by the ignorant." Old Jack said with a smile.

Several gangsters stood up, kept nodding and bowing, and said, "Thank you so much, Old Jack..."

"No need to thank me, I'm not God!" Old Jack said. The subordinates behind him had already revealed the black muzzle in their hands. After a few gunshots, these gangsters had turned into corpses.

Wen Fei looked around and frowned. This was not a wilderness. It was just not far from the dock area, and there were even pedestrians passing by on the road.

However, Old Jack and other guys killed the person in disagreement. And judging from their performance, this seems not the first time they did this.

"Welcome, our churchmates!" After dealing with several gangsters, Old Jack opened his arms and revealed a tattoo branded on his chest.

This tattoo is so familiar to Master Wen Da is simply not too familiar with. It is actually the word "天" and the heaven of oracle bone inscriptions.

"Hey, Old Jack, I didn't expect you to become our church member." Quinn was a little surprised. His eyes flashed a little, and he didn't know how to introduce Wen Fei to Old Jack. He didn't know whether Wen Fei was willing to reveal his identity.

Wen Fei took a step forward and smiled and said, "Hello, I am Wen Fei."

Old Jack immediately knelt down devoutly and kissed Master Wen's shoes: "Welcome to you, the great prophet, the walker of my lord on the earth!"

Wen Fei sprinkled a little light over: "The True God is with you."

This light fell on Old Jack. A faint aperture suddenly appeared around Old Jack, and it took a long time to dissipate.

"Huh?" Even Wenfei was a little surprised and looked at Old Jack in surprise.

Old Jack naturally felt his own changes. He felt the power of the true God, so close to him. Even when the apostle Dangeqili personally baptized him.

It was an extremely huge force, just like the sun hanging high in the sky. Even the black air that had just killed someone and wrapped around him dissipated.

Old Jack once again possessed himself and kissed the upper of Master Wen: "Great Prophet, you are greater than the legendary ones. May you spread the glory of our Lord to our suffering Lamb."

Wen Fei asked, "Do you have Indian blood? Get up."

"Yes, Prophet!" Old Jack stood up respectfully and replied: "My grandma has Indian blood, and I have always been proud of it. Although I can't even say a word of Indian!"

"Prophet," Quinn quickly changed his words: "Old Jack is a very influential figure in the slum."

"A gangster, a drug dealer!" Old Jack said self-deprecatingly: "These are nothing. Those damn rich people are unwilling to leave a way out for us. We have to fight for it ourselves!"

Wen Fei refused to comment, Quinn said, "Let's go, the Prophet has been in contact with him for more than ten hours and is a little tired."

Old Jack asked, "Does the Prophet go to the hotel or to our parish?"

Although Wen Fei came to save people, he could feel that Luo Yiyu was not in danger of life. So he was not in a hurry and was about to see the results of Dangeqili's mission here.

It can be said that the church was preaching in Laomi and encountered a glass ceiling. He wanted to see how it was in South America.

Just like most of the world's successful templates of Lao Mi, but they cannot be painted as a place that is opposite to dogs. This city is also a overlap of heaven and hell. On one side is rich and neat, laughter, birds and flowers, while on the other side is poor and despairing, with sewage everywhere, and slums that produce sin at every moment.

But the difference is that the layout of this city is completely different from that of ordinary cities. It is very fragmented and has no city center. Most of the urban buildings stretch on the edge of irregular long beaches. Next to the tall buildings are rolling low hills, with red brick walls and small slums on the hills.

Heaven and hell coexist! Often, for rich people, it is heaven, but for poor people, it is hell.

Wen Fei felt more and more deeply when he remembered what Weber said to him at that time.

This world has never been fair, and absolute fairness never exists. Many people have seen that some countries live very well and have good welfare.

It’s like people see track and field stars and envy their physical fitness. But they don’t know that this is true talent and there is no reason to say.

Why are only those old-fashioned powers able to achieve universal prosperity and have such perfect social security? And other later countries will fail when copying their model?

Even if the situation is the best, it will change like the city under your feet or the country next to China?

This is like a short and poor man, who wants to become a track and field star.

Track and field needs talent, and the country needs the foundation. Those old countries have accumulated countless huge wealth after hundreds of years of sailing, which has the foundation and allows the people to enjoy universal wealth.

Similarly, a country that has been continuously bleeding and weakening after more than a hundred years of self-improvement, but wants to reach the top in one step, catch up with others in just a few decades, and enjoy this kind of life, is simply a dream.

This is actually like being born in a poor family but envious of the rich family life.

If you just envy it, the problem is not big. The real problem is that if you are brainwashed, you think that your poor family cannot enjoy it so much because your family composition is different from that of other rich families...

As a result, it is possible to give birth to a freak that looks like the city under your feet.

This city has sunshine and beaches. It has green mountains and clear waters all year round and a pleasant climate.

The geographical location is extremely superior, with golden beaches all over the city, and green mountain mists are stretched beside the beach, and modern high-rise buildings stand between the beach and the mountain mists.

If you look out from the statue of Jesus on the top of Jesus Mountain, the iconic building at the highest point of the city, the city is like a mirage floating in the blue ocean, or like a painting of ink and water wonderland.

However, such a city that can be called a paradise on earth is also a paradise for drugs and crime.
Chapter completed!