The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1557 The Day of Disaster!

In a bungalow in Qiqihar,

Pulling someone by the hair, Zhang Cheng carried a blood-dripping blade in his hand.

Walking in from the outside, seeing the scene that resembled hell, Yan Shuangying's face turned pale.

"Why are you running away? Do you think I can't catch you even if you run?"

Zhang Cheng slammed the man onto the table and then bound him with chains.
"No, no!"

The man screamed wildly, his face contorted with terror, and he struggled frantically.
"Where are the photos? Let me compare them. If there's a mistake, that would be a real problem!"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Yan Shuangying, he couldn't help but reach out his hand.

Taking out a photo from the epidemic prevention team, Yan Shuangying handed one over, saying, "No need to look, it's him!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Yan Shuangying stepped forward, snatched the triangular bayonet, and then pierced Kitano's shoulder blade, twisting it violently.
"what!"

Amidst the piercing screams, Kitano wailed in agony, his entire being appearing to be in immense pain.
Seeing Yan Shuangying's actions, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but push him away, saying, "What are you doing? Don't play around, this is mine!"

"You've killed enough, give this to me!"

Ignoring Zhang Cheng, Yan Shuangying approached Bei Ye and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Yan Shuangying. I hope you will remember this name!"

Speaking in somewhat broken Japanese, Yan Shuangying picked up a scalpel and said, "Don't worry, I'm gentler than him, because I'll let you see how your own heart beats!"

Looking at Yan Shuangying in terror, Bei Ye immediately screamed.
However, upon hearing Kitano's roar, Zhang Cheng picked up his camera and began taking pictures, because these were precious photos that he would keep carefully in the future!

Several days later, in front of a port,
Zhang Cheng stood atop a tall building, hands in his pockets, his trench coat rustling behind him.

Looking at the person being carried onto the ship not far away, Yan Shuangying turned his head and said, "He's on the ship!"

"Ah! I saw it!"

A glint of light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and a sinister smile crept across his lips.

Because only after Shiro Ishii returns to Japan will he understand exactly what he has sown.

Complex viruses have always been a difficult problem for humankind to solve.

It differs from typical epidemics and can be targeted for deployment.

Moreover, what Shiro Ishii carried was even more terrifying than the live virus, because it was something that humans had never discovered before, a disaster "cultivated" by Zhang Cheng with more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers!

"Ahahahaha!"

Laughing wildly, Zhang Cheng bent over and said, "I'm really looking forward to the day the virus starts spreading!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Yan Shuangying remained silent and asked, "Can they stop the spread of the virus?"

"Absolutely impossible, because even I can't control that thing!"

Turning to leave, Zhang Cheng raised his arm and clenched his fist, saying, "They should know what it means to have a thousand miles of silence, with only bones exposed in the wilderness."

Two weeks later, at the Shanghai Railway Station,

Zhang Cheng, dressed in a black suit, stepped out of the car.

Wearing a hat, he quickly got into a car.
"Big brother, you're back!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, the second-in-command's face was full of respect.

Hearing his words, Zhang Cheng took off his hat and asked, "Did anything happen in the gang while I was away?" "No, but your double met with Chen Shen from Number Seventy-Six."

The second-in-command addressed Zhang Cheng, explaining...

Looking at the second-in-command, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Is that so? I understand!"

Inside the dance hall, a crowd was gathered in the lobby.

As soon as Zhang Cheng sat down in the chair with an air of superiority, someone immediately handed him something.

Opening the box of cigars, Zhang Cheng glanced at the second-in-command and asked, "Did anyone leak my plans for this trip?"

"No, brother, we were just doing what you told us to do!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in front of him, the second-in-command smiled.
When Zhang Cheng left, he did consider "rebellion," but when he thought about Zhang Cheng's methods, the second-in-command felt that being the second-in-command wasn't a bad thing. After all, being the eldest brother was easy to die suddenly, especially Zhang Cheng's eldest brother!

Moreover, as the eldest brother, he never withheld any of his share of the profits. When it came to money, Zhang Cheng was truly generous!

Thinking of his newlywed concubine, the second-in-command felt at ease.

Looking at the honest and unassuming second-in-command, Zhang Cheng asked him with some suspicion, "Fatty, I've been gone for so long, haven't you ever thought about becoming the boss yourself?"

"Brother, let it go! There's no need for you to test me!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a speechless expression, the second-in-command was also feeling utterly exhausted.
Because what kind of elder brother would incite his younger brothers to rebel?
Could it be that he's trying to get rid of me because I'm an eyesore?
Thinking of this, the second-in-command looked at Zhang Cheng meaningfully, as if he had made up his mind.

Noticing the second-in-command's strange gaze, Zhang Cheng rubbed his head awkwardly, because he really had the idea of ​​testing everyone's reaction.

Unexpectedly, after he'd been gone for so long, these guys had all become more and more honest. Didn't they agree that when you're out in the game, you're all about betraying your brothers, eating your own food, framing others, and taking care of your sister-in-law?

But why is it that only he is doing this now, while everyone else is behaving themselves?
Yan Shuangying: Is it possible that none of them are as familiar with the game as you are?

Zhang Cheng: Slander, slander! He's slandering me, Second Boss!

Second-in-command: Big brother, can I not die?

After offering incense to the God of Wealth before them, Zhang Cheng dismissed everyone.

After gathering the accountant, Zhang Cheng spoke with him for half an hour because he planned to import a pharmaceutical production line from abroad.
After all, we were really short of anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics at home.

The soldiers are now fighting on their own, pushing their bodies to the limit with sheer willpower.
Modern people, with ample food and oil, are not afraid of even high-intensity exertion. But things are different now; people lack food and clothing, so how can they have the capacity to fight after filling their stomachs?
Therefore, productivity is the key to determining the course of future wars.

Knowing that there wasn't much money left in the accounts, Zhang Cheng's mind started to wander again.

However, while he was busy here, Ishii Shiro, far away in a foreign land, was on the verge of collapse, because as the distance increased, Zhang Cheng's protective magic finally failed.
As the anthrax and various viruses spread through his body, he immediately began to wail in despair.
However, because his tongue had been removed from the back of his tongue, he couldn't make much of a sound; he could only babble incoherently.

The next day, when the nurse walked in, she was immediately horrified, for the inhuman creature before her was beginning to rot.

As the toxic gas began to spread throughout the hospital, unsuspecting people were instantly infected.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred,

The ensuing disaster instantly turned Tokyo into a city of despair.
While some insiders fled, the virus was carried along with them to even more places.

In later generations, the Japanese islands named this day "Day of Despair and Disaster."
Because in just fifteen days, more than 100,000 people have died from the combined virus.

In an effort to completely eradicate the spread of the virus, the remaining Self-Defense Force personnel turned their guns on their own civilians.

Because they firmly believed that everything was worthwhile for the Emperor.
But they had no idea how much fear this would instill in the Japanese troops fighting on the front lines.
Even if they fought to the death, they would never be able to return home and see their families!
(End of this chapter)