I'm only three years old, how could it be a world-ending catastrophe?

The moment the words left his mouth, the hall erupted in uproar.

"Who...who are you? You can't..." A doctor with a bit more courage stepped forward and questioned in a trembling voice.

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

The group of black-armored guards immediately moved.

Like the most efficient killing machines, they transformed into twelve black afterimages, instantly rushing towards everyone in the hall.

puff!

Before the doctor who had just started questioning him could finish speaking, a head shot into the sky.

Blood gushed out, staining the snow-white walls red.

"ah--"

A young nurse saw this and let out a piercing scream, then turned to run away.

But she had only taken two steps when a dark shadow flashed past her.

Her body froze on the spot.

then……

It slowly cracked open...

"Help! Help me!"

"Don't kill me! Please, please don't kill me!"

The piercing screams and terrified cries lasted only a few seconds before abruptly ceasing.

The entire first-floor lobby had been completely transformed into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The Black Armor Guards' movements were devoid of any superfluous techniques; every strike was precise and deadly.

Whether they are unarmed ordinary people or security personnel with extraordinary strength stationed in hospitals, they are all helpless in front of them.

Their attacks landed on the Black Armor Guards' armor, but couldn't leave even a mark before they were easily killed.

The massacre is spreading.

The twelve black-armored guards had a clear division of labor. After clearing the first-floor lobby, some of them began to block all the entrances and exits, while others marched upstairs in unison.

Their goal is clear.

Layer by layer...

Clean it up!

……

The top floor of the hospital.

The corridor outside the special care ward.

Zhao Haidong, looking exhausted, was directing his men to dispose of the bodies of Zhou Tong and the others.

Although he managed to suppress the news in time, the deaths of so many S-class superhumans here had caused too much of a stir, and it couldn't be kept secret for long.

His only hope now is that his call to the Beijing headquarters will get a response as soon as possible.

"Chief, something seems off downstairs." A team member who was cleaning up bloodstains suddenly looked up and said uneasily.

Zhao Haidong frowned.

He heard it too.

A series of explosions came from downstairs, along with... some faint screams.

What happened?

downstairs……

What exactly happened?

A strong sense of unease welled up in Zhao Haidong's heart.

He glanced at Xu Niannian, the little girl who was still quietly waiting for Jiang Luo to return on the bench, and then looked at the several subordinates next to him who looked nervous.

"You lot, stay here and keep an eye on this child. Don't leave his side!"

Zhao Haidong gave the order in a deep voice.

No matter what happens downstairs, Xu Niannian, this little darling, absolutely cannot have any accidents happen to her.

This is Jiang Luo's precious darling. If something were to happen to her right under his nose, he couldn't imagine what that little devil would do.

After giving his instructions, Zhao Haidong didn't hesitate any longer and rushed down the stairs.

He had to go and see for himself what was happening down there.

But he doesn't know.

On this journey, he will face a hell that will be more despairing than any calamity...

……

The stairwell was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

As Zhao Haidong continued downstairs, his expression grew increasingly grave.

He went down from the top floor.

Eleventh floor, tenth floor, ninth floor...

The hallway was deserted and eerily quiet, with only the echo of his own hurried footsteps.

But the splattered, still-dry bloodstains on the walls and floor seemed to silently tell the story of a fierce battle that had just taken place here.

Zhao Haidong's heart sank little by little.

When he rushed to the eighth-floor stairwell, he was completely stunned by the sight before him.

The entire corridor on the eighth floor had become a scene of carnage.

Limbs and torsos were everywhere...

Blood pooled into a stream, flowing slowly across the floor and soaking his trouser legs.

Those doctors and nurses who, not long ago, were busy at their respective posts and would greet him with smiles when they saw him...

And those members of the Extraordinary Bureau...

They were all now cold corpses, lying in pools of blood!

The fear and confusion they felt before their deaths still lingered on their faces.

Zhao Haidong's eyes instantly became bloodshot.

A surge of overwhelming rage erupted from his chest, nearly burning away his reason.

who is it? !

Who did this?!

He suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes sweeping towards the end of the corridor.

In the center of that mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

A man with a towering, iron-tower-like build was standing with his back to him.

He was standing on the corpse of an old man, slowly and deliberately wiping non-existent dust from his hands with a white handkerchief.

Zhao Haidong also knew that old man.

He is one of the ordinary people who were unexpectedly caught up in a calamity; he is optimistic and hardworking.

Moreover, his tests showed no problems with any of his indicators, and he can go back tomorrow.

But now...

"ah!!!"

Zhao Haidong's eyes were bloodshot as he roared in a hoarse voice.

"You bunch of...beasts!"

"Who are you?!"

The moment he heard the voice, the man in front of him finally turned around.

His face, as hard as rock, was expressionless; he simply looked at Zhao Haidong with the indifference of someone looking at an ant.

"Provincial Bureau, an impregnable fortress."

He spoke softly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"By order of the commander, I have come to eliminate the traitors who have colluded with the disaster."

"Zhao Haidong".

"You are the first one."

Provincial Bureau?

Iron Wall?

Commander's orders?

These words struck Zhao Haidong's heart like heavy blows.

He was completely stunned.

He considered countless possibilities.

I wondered if someone had been infected by the power of the calamity.

I wondered if it was an even more powerful calamity hidden within Dongzhou City.

I also thought that a new strange creature had broken out here.

I even wondered if it was an invasion by ferocious beasts!

But there was one thing he hadn't thought of.

That's how it will be.

It will be the Commander-in-Chief who personally issues the order...

Why?

Why did he do that?!

Isn't the evidence Wu Ya brought back enough to prove Zhou Hao's crimes?

Or……

Wu Ya has already...

A terrible thought uncontrollably popped into Zhao Haidong's mind.

"No...it's impossible..."

Zhao Haidong shook his head blankly, unable to accept this fact.

"Commander...has he gone mad?! Does he even know what he's doing?!"