Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1239

"Master Mirage, are you talking about the young chairman of the Lianghu Chamber of Commerce, Xilingchen?" The prime minister asked tentatively.At the same time, he frowned hesitantly.

"This person can be regarded as holding the lifeline of the world economy in one hand. He is a prominent figure in the business world. If he is really moved, he may trigger a large-scale economic crisis in advance..."

"Besides, he is a man who can be made, and he is obedient. He should be of greater use in the future... It's a pity to be a sacrifice like this—"

Here, he also has his own abacus.

After the usurpation of the throne, a series of policy turmoil will inevitably be triggered in various fields. At that time, such a person is needed to promote the domestic economic development for him and stabilize the situation quickly.

Anyway, for the common people, as long as they can live a good life, it doesn't matter who is the emperor.If they feel that their rule is far superior to that of the previous dynasty, they will no longer care about whether the throne was usurped by themselves.

Therefore, he started the layout very early.Under the guise of the country's lord, they continuously issued decrees of exploitation and oppressed people's livelihood; as for vicious cases, they were deliberately amplified through the Internet to make the people lose confidence in the existing system and complain about the royal family.

At this time, it is up to him to end this situation, establish a new dynasty, vindicate unjust cases, amnesty the world, and apply benevolent policies, which will surely win the hearts of the people.

The black ball seemed to see through his thoughts, and let out a heavy snort: "Short-sighted! When His Majesty the evil god comes to the world, the entire spirit world is in his pocket! The world is under control, what business, what economy! , isn't it controlled by you?"

The prime minister just responded with a smile, and didn't intend to change his words. Seeing this, the black ball groaned and chirped a few more times, and didn't force it anymore.

"Forget it, let's keep that kid for you first. You can go find another businessman to satisfy the appetite of the deity."

At this time, the person in charge reminded in a low voice: "My lords, we are about to start cleaning up."

The prime minister nodded, took out an industrial mask from his arms, and put it on his face deftly.The two persons in charge also wore them successively.

Then, the thin man opened the valve, and the hatch of the large instrument slowly opened, and a dark green poisonous gas gushed out.

The poisonous gas enveloped all the mummified corpses on the ground, and the dehydrated and shriveled corpses immediately continued to shrink under the corrosion of the poisonous gas.The skin and flesh melted, the bones liquefied, and finally turned into a pool of dark purple thick water, which merged into the dark river and flowed away.

In the corner of the secret room, Zou Huai has long been dumbfounded.

No wonder... water pollution occurs in neighboring villages.

This chemical plant... turned out to be the place they used to dispose of corpses!
Thinking that in that river, an unknown amount of concentrated water turned into corpses had already been deposited, Zou Huai felt his throat twitch and felt like gagging.

It's no wonder that the prime minister wants to directly approve it in person, and the annual inspection is exempted here.Once he is inspected by the industrial and commercial department, if something is found out, as an important member of the royal family, it is inconvenient for him to go to the next level to say hello.Simply sign a certificate of exemption, once and for all.

During the whole process, Zou Huai covered his face with one hand, and held the jade slip with the other, taking pictures of everything clearly.

Now he doesn't care about the popularity of the traffic anymore. News like this, the newspaper may not dare to publish it at all.But even if he doesn't use formal media, he will post it on Weishikong, and he will spread the news through all channels, so that everyone can see clearly, this treacherous minister who plays with the country in his hands!

"Has everything been cleaned up?" After a while, the prime minister took off the mask and confirmed to the two persons in charge after the poisonous gas in the room dissipated.

Just as the thin man was about to nod, the black ball, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly twirled again in the Prime Minister's hand.

On its surface, two eyes popped out of nowhere, and they rolled around meaningfully, laughing strangely.

"There is still an ant that hasn't been cleaned up."

At this moment, Zou Huai felt that the blood in his whole body was cooling down, and he had an extremely strong sense of foreboding.

Before he could react, the black ball jumped up, turned into a cloud of black mist, and rushed towards his hiding place!

It was like a huge dark mouth that froze time and space, blocked the escape route, and swallowed Zou Huai in an instant!
The moment he fell into the darkness, many images flashed through Zou Huai's mind.

There are scenes of innocent and happy childhood; there are scenes of swearing to be responsible for this profession when you first became a reporter; there are scenes of chasing news time and time again, fighting wits and courage with evil forces, and escaping from death...

Now, all the desires that support him, those desires that are either joyful or sad, are quickly leaving him.The years made up of memories are scattered by the annihilation of memories.Consciousness is quickly drawn into a vacuum.So, is this the feeling of death...?
The final picture was frozen in the memory of a family portrait.

The wife wearing an apron smiled at him in the kitchen; Dabao was running towards him in a flowery skirt, waving her little hands; Erbao was calling Daddy with a pacifier in his mouth.

There, he can never go back...

He will never see his beloved family members again...

……

Beside the dark river that kept bubbling, there was only a swirling black mist, tumbling and circling, and there was no longer any human figure.

The jade slip that Zou Huai had been holding tightly to the ground quietly fell to the ground, and was annihilated into a cloud of particles in the mist. When the wind blew, it completely dissipated.

Together with the evidence that he has not had time to expose...

……

In a residential house in the capital city, a woman dressed in plain clothes was doing simple housework with a smile on her face.

Like every sweet wife, she is cooking breakfast for a pair of children and waiting for her husband to come home.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, her wrist slipped, and a mirror frame fell to the ground.

That was their original wedding photo.The glass of the mirror frame had been torn apart, and cobweb-like cracks had melted on her husband's face.It made his smiling face look a bit sad.

The woman held up the mirror frame distressedly, at this moment, a shadow passed over her heart.

"Brother Huai..."

……

Zou Huai, a professional reporter in the social group, one day his own name was also published in the newspaper. As a dead social news, he occupied a section the size of a palm.

According to reports, he sneaked into the evolution factory in the middle of the night to investigate illegally, but due to improper operation, he caused a poison gas leak and died on the spot.It was discovered by the staff who came to work the next day.

Facing the camera, the two responsible persons, one fat and one thin, both said: "It's very sad and regrettable."

The impact of this news is not great, except for the former colleague who spontaneously lit candles for him in the comment area, the attitude of more netizens is: "You deserve it, who made you do an interview in violation of the regulations? Today's reporters want to grab news. Can do anything."

"It doesn't matter if you die this time, if a large-scale poison gas leak is caused, the surrounding villagers will follow you to die."

Only Zou Huai's wife deliberately registered an account regardless of public opinion, and insisted on calling for grievances on the Internet.

She claimed that her husband was not a reckless person. During the last phone call, he told herself that there was an aniseed material for a chemical plant and he would go to dig it the next day.Why did he quietly go to the chemical plant after talking to himself?This trip never came back, what happened there, and what secrets are hidden in the chemical plant?
She also said she could not accept the official statement.There must be something hidden behind the husband's death. I hope that the relevant departments can launch an investigation and thoroughly investigate the chemical plant to find out the real cause of her husband's death.

However, not many people paid attention to her.

Many people think that this is just a poor woman with a dead husband talking nonsense.

No mistake, she is indeed just an ordinary woman.She has no money to buy popular searches, nor does she have money to hype, she can only use her hoarse throat to cry blood over and over again on the Internet.

Zou Huai's former colleagues and some righteous netizens also spontaneously forwarded the petition for her, but their influence is still very limited.Some people even questioned that she was imitating Jia Dafu's wife and following the hype.

The tragic article published by Jia Dafu’s wife was written by a professional team, which was clear and tear-jerking; Zou Huai’s wife was not well educated, and the emotional article was written wherever she thought, and it was also somewhat logically disordered.

In this way, people naturally feel what Mrs. Jia feels, and also feel what she hurts.

Another reason is that the masses will also be tired, and they don't have the strength to pursue another similar case in such a short time.

As a result, Mrs. Jia, who has no feelings for Jia Dafu, and only wants to make a profit, has won all the sympathy of the public and made a lot of money; and her husband and her husband are really affectionate, they don't ask for money, they just want to get back No one cares about a fair Mrs. Zou.

This society is so unfair sometimes.

***
The social news that has been raging recently is a melon-eating craze for netizens on Weishikong, but for Ruan Shi and Bei Zeyi, they don't have the time to pay attention at all.

Now, they are going to a remote monster clan - the blood pattern dragon clan.

Ever since the Vientiane Demon Realm and the Fire Phoenix Realm joined forces to wipe out the Mountain Leopard Clan and divide the territory equally, Ruan Shi, Shen Yating, and Bei Zeqing stayed in the Fire Phoenix Realm as guests for a long time.On the one hand, he was cultivating with his brothers, and on the other hand, he was waiting for the investigation results of the Fire Phoenix Clan.

Recently, Bei Zeyi finally got the news that the Prince Zhehui of the Vientiane Demon Realm is currently living in the Blood-patterned Dragon Clan.When Ruan Shi heard this, he immediately made the decision to go to the blood-patterned dragon clan to look for Zhebi.

At the beginning, the master of Jiuyou Hall had personally summoned Ruan Shi to ask him for the fragments of the Fang Tian Baoding.After some investigation, Ruan Shi learned that the fragments left in the Vientiane Demon Realm had been taken away by the rebellious demon prince Zhexi hundreds of years ago.

Zhe Fei and his elder brother, the demon king Zhe Ao, used to be brothers.Zhe Ao not only snatched Zhe Hui's throne, but also snatched his favorite woman.Later, he realized that the two of them were disconnected, and they kept on doing one thing at a time, using means to drive Zhebi crazy.A pair of brothers of the royal family, just like this, have no contact with each other.

After Zhe Hui became insane, he took the fragments and left the Wanxiang Demon Realm, and disappeared without a trace.Later, Zhe Ao felt remorseful and sent people to search for him, but he never got any news.Maybe even if he lost his sanity, he still instinctively rejected the Vientiane Demon Territory and the once sad land.

And Zhe Ao also got his own retribution.Even Shen Xinglie, the chief military minister whom he relied on heavily, was disheartened after learning what he had done to Zhehe, and resolutely pursued Zhehe.Afterwards, in another catastrophe, he unfortunately left scars on the Dao, his cultivation stopped, and even the throne was usurped by Ruan Shi.

In the past, everything he won in a dishonorable way was lost in the same way after all.

And the prince Zhefei who held the fragment of the Fangtian treasure tripod now resides in the blood-patterned dragon clan!
Just like the phoenix and the spirit fox, the races with a wider population of monster races often have multiple branches.The Bloodstained Dragon Clan is a branch of the Dragon Clan.

But compared with the Dragon Clan standing at the top of the Monster Clan, the Blood-pattern Dragon Clan is really too decayed, and even the outside world has never heard much about them.

"Brother Beize, is your news accurate?" On the way, Ruan Shi couldn't help asking, "Then Prince Zhehui, will he really be in the Blood-patterned Dragon Clan?"

"It can't be wrong." Bei Zeyi snorted, "Compared to this, I advise you to think about it carefully. Even if you really saw Zhexi, how would you explain it to him? After all, to him, you are also usurping The person who took over his throne in the Vientiane Demon Realm. What's more, you are still a human race."

Ruan Shi smiled indifferently: "Didn't everyone say he was crazy? At that time, we only need to get the pieces from him. Besides, I usurped the throne, but I usurped Zhe Ao's throne! After all, He also avenged him, and he should be grateful to me."

Bei Zeyi was noncommittal.The two continued to quicken their pace, and not far away, the blood-patterned dragon clan was already in sight.

This is also a remote place in the Spirit World Continent. Not only is the land barren, but the climate is also very dry.There was a cloud of bloody dust in the air, making it hard to breathe.

From the looks of it, the blood-striped dragon clan has been in decline for a long time, as rumored by the outside world, otherwise there would be no need to live in such a barren place.

"Stop!" Even though the decline has reached this point, the entrance of the Bloodstained Dragon Clan is still heavily guarded.Just as the two were about to walk in, they were stopped by several guards holding spears, "Who dares to trespass on the blood-patterned dragon clan!"

Ruan Shi looked at those people, and saw that although they were all human, above the neck, they still maintained the heads of monsters.The whole head is red like blood, surrounded by layers of lines, it really can be called the "blood pattern" dragon.

This half-human, half-demon form also shows that they have not yet broken through the realm of the demon sect, and cannot be transformed into a complete human form.Since the strength of the other party was weak, Mr. Ruan Shizi showed a little contempt and didn't even pay attention to the ceremony. He put on the air of a big demon king and said lazily:
"The Vientiane Demon King of the Vientiane Demon Realm, come here to look for the Demon King Zhefei, go to someone, and call him out for me."

(End of this chapter)