The moment he heard this name, Ai Liang recalled the poem written by Xu Zhihai himself. The Gaia in the poem did not refer to Xu Zhihai himself, but to the Man with Thousand Faces.
In Xu Zhihai's eyes, the Thousand-Faced Man who helped him complete his revenge was the Earth Mother Goddess who treated all things equally, but his nature was not kind but chaotic.
"Please keep this name secret for now. I don't want others to know it." The Thousand-Faced Man put the scalpel next to Gao Bin's head with a smile.
The meaning I want to express is very clear: If he knows my name, then I have no choice but to kill him.
"I've told you my name, should you tell me yours out of politeness?"
Ai Liang said: "Hermit."
"Don't be so guarded."
The Thousand Faced Man said helplessly.
The two were silent for about a minute, and then the Thousand-Faced Man said, "Okay, Officer Gao should have recovered his hearing. Let's continue talking."
"So, the purpose of you spreading rumors and forcing me to show up is to get me to join you?"
Ai Liang looked at the Thousand-Faced Man with an unkind expression.
He was in a very bad mood now. The intention of showing up this time to take the trust money kept by Moose was to say goodbye to the past and start a new ordinary life.
As a result, he met a lunatic who forced him to join a bullshit organization, which completely disrupted his pace.
However, the target of the rumors spread by the Thousand Faces Man was Yue Qihua's grandfather, Yue Chongshan, which made Ai Liang unable to ignore it.
"Yes, the Apostles will be the saviors of the world. They are full of apostles like us who can control and fight against the weird. We are natural companions!"
The Thousand-Faced Man raised his arms like an X cult madman.
"What he said is bullshit! They don't care about the life and death of mortals at all!"
Gao Bin, who had always been a coward for fear of being noticed, suddenly retorted: "Don't be deceived by him! The Apostles are just a group of monsters in human skin!"
The archives about the actions of the Apostles can be viewed by most people in the Asian League.
After reading the description of the file, any person involved will have the illusion that what they are holding is not a file, but a Necronomicon with human skin as paper, blood as ink, and bones bound.
Gao Bin's conscience prevents him from remaining silent. If he chooses to remain silent at this time, there will be another monster in the Apostles and a group of innocent victims in the world.
Gao Bin didn't know how useful his words would be. He was likely to be killed by the Thousand-Faced Man in the next second, but he had to muster the courage, even if it could only have one percent effect.
After all, he is still a member of the Asian Federation Countermeasures Bureau, and he cannot just watch others being dragged into the Apostles and remain indifferent.
After enduring the severe pain and shouting these two words, Gao Bin closed his eyes and waited silently for death, but the angry Thousand-Faced Man did not appear as he imagined.
Gao Bin quietly squinted one eye and found that the Thousand-Faced Man didn't even look at him.
Not only Qianmianren, but also Ai Liang didn't care about him, which was a bit embarrassing.
"I reject."
Ai Liang's answer did not change from last time.
He knew very well that he was not an apostle, and he had never used any spells, nor had he mastered the so-called weirdness. Everything was just their wishful misunderstanding.
"Can you tell me why? By joining us, you can see a whole new world. In this world, we have transcended the food chain and stand at the top of the world. Aren't you curious at all?"
The Thousand-faced Man is still confusing Ai Liang: "Controlling the weird is just the beginning, you can become more powerful!"
I'm sorry, but I was tired of the top you mentioned when I was five years old.
As early as ten years ago, Ai Liang had experienced that feeling when he first woke up.
It feels great to be in control of everything, but after experiencing the negative emotions of nearly tens of millions of people and a five-year killing career, Ai Liang has long been disgusted with the so-called magnificent life. He only wants to live an ordinary and dull daily life.
The beauty in ordinary life is what Ai Liang is pursuing now.
Before that, he had to deal with the so-called apostle in front of him.
As if sensing Ai Liang's murderous intention, the Thousand-Faced Man smiled.
"Do you think of me as one of those scum who died at your hands?"
The Thousand-faced Man stepped forward and looked at Ai Liang, "Although some people in the Apostles do have some bad habits, I love myself very much and will never take the initiative to kill anyone unless necessary."
The Thousand-Faced Man's words are as ridiculous as the chastity arch erected at the door of a bitch, and the damage caused by the masks under his hands is almost several times that of the entire Apostolic Society combined.
The number of apostles is limited, but the masks empowered by them are endless.
"That means you did kill innocent people?"
Ai Liang's eyes have completely turned cold.
Currently, all of Ai Liang's superpowers are turned off except telekinesis. He cannot read his brain through mind reading or mental control. However, he can achieve his goals through clichés, so there is no need to bother to unblock his abilities.
The Thousand-Faced Man did not answer directly but threw the question back: "Hermit, do you think you are noble as a night law enforcer?"
"You don't have to hide your true nature in front of me. The first time we looked at each other in the mall, I noticed the murderous intent in your eyes. At that time, I was still Xu Zhihai."
"A miserable young man who has no choice but to take revenge himself should not be on the hermit's hunting list, but why do you have murderous intent in your eyes?
Since you have murderous intent, why don't you take action?
You should have many opportunities to kill Xu Zhihai with one blow, just like you once killed those gangs."
Ai Liang's brain froze just as he was about to take action.
"I can see from the beginning that you are just using them to vent your negative emotions by bloodbathing the black areas of Neihua City. It is not at all to punish evil and promote good. Otherwise, you can continue to cooperate with Xia Qiyuan, and slowly
of change in Nevada City.”
"Well, let me guess, during the five years of retirement, did you find that you had become accustomed to killing people?
Even when you encounter trouble, your first thought is to deal with the troublemaker?
You find yourself turning into a cold-blooded and numb murderer."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as you join the Apostles."
The Thousand-Faced Man's heart-wrenching words continued, and there was a special magic power in his words.
This power will make you identify with him and follow him involuntarily.
"No one in the Apostolic Church will look at you with the prejudiced eyes of ordinary people."
"Here you don't need to suppress your nature for ordinary people."
"The Apostles are fighting against strange organizations. Everyone is fighting on the front line as a guardian of mankind. Compared with the harm caused by that group of monsters, killing two people occasionally is just a small and innocuous thing."
"Just like a shepherd protecting his sheep from a pack of wolves, he will also select one to eat."
"We are different from those scum who died at your hands and unilaterally demanded and killed the same kind of people."
"It is our duty to protect mankind, and it is also our apostle's right to release our nature."
"We are guardians, not slaves of human beings. We have no obligation to protect them while also complying with their will in all aspects and living with their faces in mind."
"It is they who need the protection of our apostles, not our apostles who beg them for protection."
The Thousand-Faced Man gave an impassioned speech, and with every word he spoke, he took a step forward.
Now, the Thousand-Faced Man has walked up to Ai Liang.
He stretched out his palm towards Ai Liang: "Join us, the Apostles will be your home."