World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

But this experience of being infected and becoming a zombie will always be a painful experience for those who have recovered.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Although it has become a human again, people still feel resistance and vigilance towards it.

And this.

It will also deeply sow the seeds for the subsequent London riots.

This group of zombie virus survivors will surely make the British government pay a heavy price.

No matter what the subsequent side effects are.

Now, after the serum was gradually released in batches, the eight million zombies in London are gradually decreasing...

London is recovering!

The British Prime Minister Vincent was delighted to receive the good news.

The tremendous pressure I had been under these days disappeared in an instant.

My legs are no longer sore and my waist doesn’t hurt anymore.

He felt refreshed and even felt like he could fight his wife for three hundred rounds.

Vincent was delighted and quickly urged: "Continue to release the serum and liberate London as soon as possible."

"Yes, Prime Minister."

……

Not to mention that some people are happy and some are sad.

The Illuminati's second headquarters, inside the ice base.

The medical officer learned that the United States had been hit by a nuclear explosion and London was in the grip of a zombie crisis.

It seemed like he had been given a golden opportunity, and his plan to return to the top wouldn't take two years.

It can be done now!

An opportunity to turn a cat into a tiger.

Without saying a word, the medical officer immediately called Satan, who was disguised as Sam's President George Herbert.

"Prime Minister, you're looking for me?"

After a while, Satan, dressed in a suit and tie, appeared in front of him.

The whole person exudes a powerful aura of being in a high position for many years, which gives people a strong sense of pressure.

It was as if the Satan standing in front of the medical officer was the real President of the United States, George Herbert.

It's hard to tell the difference between the two.

A real-life version of the True and False Monkey King.

The medical officer looked Satan up and down with a satisfied expression.

"Very good. Your current state is almost identical to the real person. It is difficult to tell the real from the fake in every move."

Satan grinned and said modestly, "Hey, thank you for the compliment, Leader."

At this moment, the medical officer changed the subject and said, "But it's almost there."

"Forehead……"

Satan was startled and asked, "Prime Minister, what's wrong?"

"My own blood."

The medical officer narrowed his eyes and said, "If you add this, it will be perfect."

"Prince, do you mean a blood transfusion?"

Satan suddenly realized, but wouldn’t it be a bit difficult to change blood?

"Just implant it into the subcutaneous blood to avoid exposure during DNA testing." The medical officer shook his head and said.

"Now?"

"Well, the subcutaneous blood implantation is complete, which should also mean that the Cobra Project can officially begin."

"You should leave for the United States tomorrow. Someone will pick you up in Washington, D.C." The medical officer pointed to the operating table next to him and said.

"Yes, Führer."

Satan's eyes lit up fiercely when he heard this, and the smile on his face became even wider.

The training was boring and he had been eager to leave.

This day has finally come!

Half an hour later.

Satan, implanted in the subcutaneous blood, has left for the United States.

The medical officer was about to study the nanobomb when Maxim Colin walked in angrily with his men.

"Medical Officer, I asked you to deal with Umbrella Corporation, but you've been dithering these days. Are you tired of living?"

"Damn it, believe it or not, I will remove you from your position!"

"You loser!"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible cold light flashed in the medical officer's eyes.

He turned around calmly and said, "Mr. Speaker, the Illuminati needs to lie low at this stage and it is not appropriate for them to become enemies with the Umbrella Corporation.

"We need to conserve our energy and wait for the right opportunity."

The Illuminati headquarters, which had been operating for centuries, was destroyed.

The EO private armed group, which served as its right-hand man, was also destroyed.

I ran away like a stray dog.

He couldn't swallow this.

So Maxime Colin was very dissatisfied with the medical officer's statement, which he thought was just an excuse to shirk responsibility.

He roared back angrily: "What the hell are you doing lying dormant? I want all the people in Umbrella Corporation to die right now!"

"Why did I raise you? To carry out my orders, not to contradict me!"

"If that's the case, why don't I get a dog? At least dogs are obedient!"

"What about you? Are you worse than a dog?!"

"..."

These extremely insulting and unpleasant words immediately made the medical officer stand there and fall into silence.

But the expression beneath the mask had already become completely gloomy.

That expression was so cold and terrifying!

At that moment, it was as if a demon that had been dormant for many years was awakening...

His eyes were cold and frightening like a blade!

Chapter 333: Maxim is killed and the medical officer plots to usurp the throne

"Fuck you, speak up, stop playing dead."

Maxime Colin was furious when he saw that the medical officer didn't say anything.

He took a quick step forward and was about to slap him!

Snapped!

The hand that was about to slap the medical officer in the face was grabbed by him.

"Have you said enough?!"

Under the mask, the medical officer revealed a pair of cold eyes, staring straight at Maxime Colin.

In an instant.

He was like a veteran soldier who had returned from the battlefield, full of the murderous aura of a veteran.

And that kind of calm domineering aura is hard to imitate, it comes from the inside out, just like a Siberian tiger strolling in the snow-capped mountains and jungles, it makes people tremble without even showing it off.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Maxim Colin was frightened by his eyes and his tone became a little weaker.

Only then did he remember the former identity of the medical officer opposite him.

This was a ruthless man who once dominated Europe and killed people without blinking an eye.

He is a man who walked out of hell.

Even though he is now in a desperate situation, he is still a dog that can bite people.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to die!"

The medical officer weighed the scalpel in his hand and said lightly.

Maxim Colin's expression changed, and he just realized...

The other party raised a sharp scalpel in his hand and slashed it towards his neck.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

The reaction arc nerves of the human brain simply don't have time to react.

puff!

The sharp scalpel in the medical officer's hand easily cut a long gash on Maxim's neck.

"Uh……"

He was stunned and then covered his neck.

A large amount of blood continuously gushed out from between his fingers!

At the same time, blood bubbles began to appear in his mouth, followed by scarlet blood.

With his neck cut open, Maxim was completely speechless.

All that could come out of his mouth was a hoarse sound, like a flat tire.

He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief!

He staggered back a few steps.

With a bang, it hit an instrument.

Then, he slipped and fell to the ground.

The bodyguard he had brought with him just now was still standing at the door with his hands behind his back.

For everything that's happening right now.

His expression was extremely indifferent, as if he didn't see anything.

It was obvious that he had been betrayed!

this moment.

Maxim's heart was filled with regret and unwillingness.

I was so angry that I lost my mind. Why would I provoke this war madman?!

Even more infuriating...

The people around me are no longer my own people.

He underestimated the medical officer's evil ambition!

This was a warmongerer who once dominated Europe. Would he willingly remain under someone else's wing?!

of course not!

Even if a male lion is defeated by other male lions, he will leave the tribe with wounds all over his body.