He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Alas, I really don't know what kind of trouble he will encounter this time. As a sister, she can only remind him to be careful. However, she is also very curious. Her brother has successfully practiced flying needles and swordsmanship before, so can he also practice light functions?

But these are all unknowns, and no one can guarantee it. After all, she is not the elder brother, and cannot understand his thoughts and strength. However, when the elder brother is trained, she only needs to shout "666" and it should be enough.

Thinking of this, she put on her shoes, stretched, lazily fell on the sofa, yawned and asked: "Brother, what are we having for dinner tonight? I don't want to cook."

Zhang Beixing returned to his room, changed his clothes, and replied casually: "Let's go out to eat."

"Are you making money from live streaming again?" Zhang Shumin asked with interest.

Zhang Beixing nodded without saying anything more.

"How much do you earn?" Zhang Shumin asked curiously, intending to decide the quality of the dinner based on his brother's income.

Zhang Beixing thought about it and said casually, "About 10 million or so."

"More than a thousand..." Zhang Shumin's eyes widened suddenly, she couldn't believe her ears. She stood up from the sofa, her delicate face full of astonishment and shock, "More, how much? One thousand, more than a thousand, more than ten million?!"

Zhang Beixing nodded: "Yes, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room today seems to have exceeded 100 million for a while."

"Huh?" Zhang Shumin was stunned again. She looked at the brother in front of her and suddenly felt that he had become so strange. The number of people online in the brother's live broadcast room could actually exceed 3 million? You know, the number of all-day viewers of the entire live broadcast industry is less than million, right? The brother is simply the godfather of the live broadcast industry!

Zhang Shumin stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. It was not until her brother called her a few times that she raised her head blankly and looked at him.

"Brother, I'm going to eat at the most expensive restaurant in Fenglan City tonight!" Zhang Shumin said as if talking to himself.

Zhang Beixing was stunned for a moment, and said with disdain, "The Shaxian downstairs is quite expensive, so let's eat Shaxian."

"You've earned more than 10 million! Brother, can't you treat my sister to a good meal?" Zhang Shumin looked at him pitifully.

Zhang Beixing thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll give you another bottle of Coke."

"Ah! You old man, you are too stingy! Humph." Zhang Shumin said with a pout.

Zhang Beixing looked at his sister, shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, change your clothes quickly, and let's go out for dinner."

"I don't care, I want to eat the most expensive one tonight!"

"Okay, change your clothes quickly."

"Hey, brother, I love you!"

At this time, in the strategic meeting room of Sakura Country, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified. Sitting at the head of the meeting table was a short middle-aged man with a mustache and sharp eyes. He glanced at the senior officials of Sakura Country sitting on both sides, his eyes were indifferent and majestic.

Finally, his eyes stopped at Xiaochuan Kucha. Xiaochuan Kucha felt a cold gaze coming at him, and he couldn't help but shudder. He knew that what he had done before had attracted the attention of that big shot, and he was not ready to bear the consequences.

The atmosphere in the conference room became increasingly bizarre and suffocating. To Xiaochuan Kucha, this place was more like an execution ground than an ordinary conference room.

"Mr. Ogawa, do you want to explain the destruction of the secret research institute?" The Prime Minister finally spoke, his tone cold and without any emotion.

Xiaochuan Kucha's body stiffened instantly, his face as pale as paper. He knew that his execution had begun. For a moment, everyone seemed to be relieved and looked at him.

"Hey!" Xiaochuan Kucha stood up after hesitating for a moment, lowered his head, slightly bent his body, and his face was full of shame. He took a deep breath and began to tell the story of the destruction of the secret research institute. He cleverly used words to minimize his own responsibility and put most of the responsibility on the group of mercenaries.

After hearing his words, everyone present had different expressions. Some looked around thoughtfully, while others frowned and stared at Ogawa Kucha. Miyamoto Ichiro, who was sitting at the top, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice, "In other words, if the group of mercenaries had not been killed, the whole plan would not have failed?"

Xiaochuan Kucha immediately lowered his head and continued, "I also have an unshirkable responsibility. If we could strengthen the management of the secret research institute, or send more and more elite troops to protect it and make preparations in advance, this incident would not have happened and our plan would not have been ruined."

However, he knew in his heart that even if he deployed more troops and made preparations in advance, he might not be able to withstand the sudden attack of the Jiuzhou military. Because he had already seen the surveillance footage of the secret research institute at that time. Judging from the speed at which those deployed died, even if he doubled the guards, it would only add a little more time. But correspondingly, most of the data should be destroyed, and the Jiuzhou military could not take away those important data. But it was too late to say anything now.

Hearing the question, Miyamoto Ichiro pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Director Ogawa, is there any new progress on the identity of the mysterious person? The one who killed the mercenary."

Ogawa Kucha sensed a hint of relief in the Prime Minister's tone, so he raised his head without hesitation and nodded firmly: "It has been found out, Prime Minister. The mysterious man is named Zhang Beixing, an ordinary person from Fenglan City, Kyushu."

"Ordinary people?" Ichiro Miyamoto was stunned when he heard this, his brows furrowed.

At this time, General Matsui, who was sitting next to him, slammed the table and said angrily: "Xiaochuan Kucha, you said that an ordinary person can defeat elite mercenaries? Are you fooling us!"

Another senior executive in a suit also crossed his arms and said sternly, "Mr. Ogawa, you need to give us a reasonable explanation to convince us that this is not your fault. If you say that the person who killed the mercenary was an ordinary person, it is really hard to be convincing."

"That's right, how could an ordinary person defeat those mercenaries?" "Also, how did he manage to defeat so many mercenaries by himself? This is simply incredible. Even the top fighters would find it difficult to accomplish such a task."

"I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise it will be hard for us to believe that this is not a serious dereliction of duty on your part."

"Xiaochuan, you'd better admit your mistake and accept the punishment you deserve. This is the best choice for you."

Instantly, the conference room was filled with accusations against Ogawa Kucha, no one stood up to defend him, and no one believed his statement. After all, the situation he described was really unbelievable.

However, facing these accusations, Ogawa Kucha did not refute them, as if he had already anticipated such a result. In fact, he had already prepared to deal with these accusations.

He stood up calmly, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, connected it to the projection device, and opened a video. He stared at the paused video on the projection screen, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Everyone, here is a video, I hope you can watch it first."

After saying that, he decisively pressed the play button. Although everyone was puzzled, they still turned their eyes to the screen.

The images in the video are not complicated. At first, there is a noisy sound and a scene of an out-of-control bus rushing towards the square. This is the video widely circulated in Jiuzhou, in which Zhang Beixing split the front of the bus with a sword.

Although the video was only a dozen seconds long, as it played, the top leaders of Sakura Country gradually showed expressions of astonishment and disbelief, and even their hearts were greatly shocked.

When they saw Zhang Beixing standing in front of the bus, silently drawing his sword and chopping off the front of the bus with one blow, their breathing stopped, their hearts seemed to be squeezed tightly by someone, they missed a beat, and their brains went blank in an instant.

After the video ended, Xiaochuan Kucha stood aside and said calmly, "The young man who chopped the front of the bus in the video just now was Zhang Beixing. It was he who killed those twelve well-trained and experienced mercenaries."

Although Ogawa Kucha's words were understated, they brought great shock to everyone present at this moment.

"How is this possible! How could he split the front of the bus in half with just a sword? This must be a special effect!" General Matsui was stunned for a long while before he spoke with difficulty.

"Yes, it must be a special effect. Even the most powerful person in the world cannot stop a runaway bus in an instant, let alone chop off the front of the bus with a sword."

"Even the most outstanding swordsman in our Sakura Country can't do this. How can the people of Kyushu do it? This video must be fake!"

"Mr. Xiaochuan, if you want to use this processed video to prove that you are not responsible and that all the problems are attributed to this person named Zhang Beixing, then I can only say that you are wrong. Because no one in this world can do this. This video can only be fake."

Ichiro Miyamoto remained silent. He crossed his hands on the table and looked deeply at the projection screen with an unreadable expression on his face.

Facing these people's questions, Xiaochuan Kucha still did not refute or explain. He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, inserted it back into the projection device, and said seriously: "Everyone, this video is the remaining surveillance footage of the secret research institute. You can watch this video first, and then combine it with the previous video."

This time, he pressed the play button without hesitation. The video began with dense gunfire, as if the gunfire was echoing in the conference room.

In the picture, a group of defense personnel in uniform were shooting wildly in a certain direction. Then, a figure suddenly jumped out in the direction they were shooting at.

The figure held a sword in one hand and seemed to be holding something in the other. In the hail of bullets, he was not affected at all, waving the sword in his hand wantonly, dodging back and forth in the crowd, and constantly killing people with the sword.

Soon, the sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and the battle seemed to be about to subside. Then, everyone saw the figure standing where the crowd had been, raising the sword in his hand and swinging it casually.

The next second, the guard standing in front of the figure was stunned for less than two seconds before he was split in half and scattered on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people present changed again. Their expressions became strange, their eyes were blank, and everyone opened their mouths slightly, and even forgot to close them for a while.

They stared at the video blankly, unable to come back to their senses for a long time, as if their brains had lost connection. At the same time, a terrible thought popped up in their minds.

If this video has not been processed and is indeed the surveillance footage of the secret research institute, then the ability of the figure in the video - Zhang Beixing is indeed extraordinary. There is no doubt that his swordsmanship is strong.

Moreover, if this surveillance footage is real, then the video just now - the video of Zhang Beixing splitting the front of the bus with a sword, is also very likely to be real...

The atmosphere in the conference room became even more depressing. No one spoke, let alone made a sound. You could hear a pin drop, and it was dead silent. Xiaochuan Kucha quietly observed the expressions of everyone present, remaining silent the entire time.

He thought to himself, it is true. After watching these videos, their minds were shocked and they even began to doubt the truth of this world. When he first saw this video, he had the same doubt.

If they still firmly believe that Zhang Beixing's sword splitting the front of the bus was a special effect or a visual effect, then this surveillance video from the secret research institute is enough to explain everything.

Because this surveillance video cannot be faked, even if any advanced means are used. The background data is in their Sakura Country. So when Xiaochuan Kucha saw this video, he was really shocked. At the same time, he also had deep doubts about the world, and couldn't imagine how he should deal with this matter, and how he should bear the consequences.

As the meeting progressed, Xiaochuan Kucha gradually caught a glimpse of relief from the reactions of the crowd watching the video - he had a hunch that he might not have to bear too much responsibility for the next event. After all, facing Zhang Beixing's sudden attack, it was difficult for anyone in charge of security, including himself, to ensure that everything was foolproof. Even if the defense of the secret research institute was strengthened several times, it would probably not be able to stop Zhang Beixing's steps. Therefore, this incident was not his dereliction of duty, but the opponent was too powerful and almost no one could defeat him.

It is based on this understanding that Xiaochuan Kucha can stand here so calmly, observing the changes in the expressions of everyone present and silently feeling their emotional fluctuations.

"This... This is simply unbelievable!" General Matsui said in horror. His eyes were still filled with deep shock, and his face was completely filled with astonishment. "How could one person defeat so many armed soldiers, even special forces, in such a short period of time?" (End of this chapter)