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After calming Xiaoju down, Zhang Tianhao went to the west wing and entered the basement.

Although the space was small, he still took out a stack of money and several hundred kilograms of grain, which, although mostly coarse grains, was still quite extravagant.

After preparing everything, he breathed a sigh of relief, then returned to the ground and moved the bed back to its original position.

Looking at his familiar face in the mirror, he smiled.

Zhang Tianhao's face hasn't appeared in front of anyone for a long time; it's time for him to show his face again.

Having returned to his original form, he flew directly from the courtyard into the air, then released his spiritual power, enveloping Changfeng County and sensing the many changes taking place there.

The inexplicable oppressive feeling had almost completely dissipated, and he felt his mind was clear.

Upon arriving at the hospital, he saw Liu Xiuzi and Miura Jiro together again, and his lips twitched once more.

Why did I say "again"? Were the two of you ever together?

He thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that the relationship between Liu Xiuer and Miura was somewhat special. In fact, he hadn't even thought that there were some unknown secrets between Miura and Liu Xiuer.

However, these secrets are no longer important.

Using the same method, it was discovered that Liu Xiuer, also known as Xiuzi, was indeed a second lieutenant officer in the Japanese army, but she was also responsible for training special agents.

Unexpectedly, of the ten agents in charge, four died, leaving six, but five of them turned against them.

Watching Liu Xiuer die before his eyes, he turned his gaze to Miura Jiro, whose eyes were now empty and devoid of any spirit.

Even the way she looked at Zhang Tianhao seemed somewhat lifeless.

"Miura, tell me about your intelligence, your money, and any other important things you have about the Japanese. Where are they kept?"

"No intelligence. I do have some money, which is in a safe. As for other things, I don't have much. As for what I did, I conducted virus experiments, but unfortunately, they were sabotaged."

"Were you involved in that virus outbreak in the city?"

"I was involved, but I didn't poison them. Who knows how those damned imperial warriors managed to bring the virus back to the county town? I'm furious."

"Yeah, well done."

Next, he asked some more questions, and after getting everything he wanted, Miura and Liu Xiuer became a pair of star-crossed lovers in bed.

As for the wound, it didn't exist at all; it can only be described as brain death.

Seeing two more Japanese men die, Zhang Tianhao didn't stop. He went straight to the house of the man with the big pockmarked face and saw him lying on the bed, his body almost completely emaciated, just skin and bones.

He's not far from death now.

Then I went to the warehouse again, and there were some more things there. Although not many, the supplies were gradually being brought back.

The so-called elite guards here number eight in total, divided into two teams, and include two Japanese guards.

With almost no tricks, they wiped out the ten people without leaving a trace.

Next up is the military police, since they have a considerable number of personnel.

The presence of nearly three hundred Japanese military police naturally attracted Zhang Tianhao's attention.

This time, he didn't take the items immediately, but carefully considered how to deal with the military police.

After scanning the military police headquarters, he discovered a huge loophole: the kitchen.

Thinking of this, he flew directly to the kitchen, carefully landed inside, and began poisoning the kitchen. He poisoned the water, food, and even the seasonings; anyone who ate there would collapse and die within two or three hours.

Next, he went to Major Sanyo's house and confiscated all his illegal gains, including several kilograms of gold, a large amount of silver dollars, and antique calligraphy and paintings.

After confiscating everything, I looked at Sanyo, who was still sleeping on the table. I was about to take action, but when I looked at Sanyo, although he was ruthless, he was still a bit soft-hearted compared to other Japanese.

In Changfeng, such a person is much better than the newly arrived Japanese major.

"Sanyo, it all depends on your luck. If you choose to court death, then you can only blame your bad luck. I hope you won't blame me!"

……

Inside the Hefei Command Headquarters.

The Japanese commander sat there, looking at a Japanese man still on a stretcher in front of him, dressed in strange clothes, who looked even older.

"I'm sorry, Commander, we did our best, but he didn't regain consciousness. He seems to have suffered a mental blow, and all he wrote on the ground were two words: Han Street!"

"Have you found out anything about Han Street?"

"We've found out. Major Sanyo has sent word that something strange has happened in Han Street since yesterday: everyone in Han Street has fallen ill, some mildly, some severely!"

"Any other issues?"

"No, that's the situation in Han Street. Everyone in Han Street is sick. I suspect there's something about the street that we should be careful about."

"This is none of your business!"

The commander waved his hand, looking somewhat impatient. After all, at this moment, he needed to be more composed and not reveal his true thoughts.

"It seems something has happened here. The feng shui has been disrupted. Find out who has ruined the feng shui and the fortune of Han Street."

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

He grew angrier the more he thought about it. What was his purpose in being here as a commander? It was to protect the feng shui of that small Han Street from being destroyed.

"By the way, Commander, the people down there have also found out some news. It seems that the ground there experienced a small tremor the night before last. Although it wasn't big, it was quite clear."

"Is there an earthquake?"

"No, apart from the people from Changfeng, no one else felt it at all. Even those who were sleeping soundly didn't know the ground was shaking. You suspect that someone might have attacked Hanjie as a result."

"It's possible!"

"Commander, can it still be repaired now?"

"It's no use. This isn't something that can be fixed with a small repair. After all, the situation there is quite complicated, and it's not something we can just do as we please, understand?"

"General, if things continue like this, won't the higher-ups complain?"

"I don't know, but we still need to be prepared for both possibilities. I need to find the best doctor to cure my husband, otherwise no one can fix him, it's too troublesome."

"Hi!"

The adjutant beside him responded and turned to walk outside to deal with the problem, searching for the best doctors in the country who could cure the Taoist priest's life!

"Go and invite them now!" (End of Chapter)