God Killer

"Chairman, many foreigners have sneaked into the country through various channels recently. We have captured some of them, and they are all blood races. No matter how tortured they are, we can't figure out their origin and purpose." The newcomer who rose up inside won the trust of Yang Xinzhong. When Man Faced Pox was away, he would take over the affairs of the Sixth Business Division instead of Man Faced Pox.

This Tang Zhen is a careful and bold guy, he knows how to do things, and he has a good way of doing things, so that people who are so difficult to get along with pimples don't have much opinion of him. If it were someone else's job to be responsible for acne, he would have to find a way to kill him when he came back with acne.

Yang Xinzhong has been annoyed recently. His mental and mental exhaustion has caused his energy to shrink infinitely. He feels more and more that his body cannot bear the huge load brought by this country. Unless you have to worry about everything, big or small, and have to hold everything firmly in your hands, helplessness and fatigue.

This country is at a crossroads right now. One step forward may be a bursting rock rolling down;

At this moment, there is no better way, Yang Xinzhong can only control this giant beast with an area of ​​60 square kilometers, hold him firmly so that he cannot move, neither to the left nor to the right, nor to move forward. not back.

In Yang Xinzhong's view, as long as this monster stays in place for ten years, the surrounding minefields, cliffs, crocodile pools, and landslides will all be easily resolved. At that time, he will be able to gradually lead the country out of the status quo and start Move in a better direction.

But every day when Yang Xinzhong wakes up and looks in the mirror, he feels that he may not be able to live to ten years later. His black hair is half white now. If it is not for the use of hair dye, he already feels that there is nothing he can do. Meet people.

The skin on his face also seemed a little slack. In this short period of time, he had aged a full ten years, and the pressure was too great. If it weren't for Yang Xinzhong's tough nerves, he would have collapsed a long time ago.

Yang Xinzhong rubbed his forehead vigorously. He is currently fighting with all his heart and soul against those guys who have just risen and started to be defiant. In addition, the population in the capital is constantly disappearing, plus those weird mutants of beasts. These things are completely unrelated. With a little clue, compared with these guys, the blood race is just a disease of scabies, and Yang Xinzhong really doesn't want to spend his limited energy on these rats hiding in the gutter.

Yang Xin looked at his watch again, he only had 3 minutes to solve this problem, "Blood race? Why did the blood race come out to make trouble? These guys were ambitious to occupy China, but after their ambitions were shattered, they went silent. Come out? How many blood races are estimated to have sneaked in?"

Tang Zhendao: "The current number cannot be estimated. There are too many holes on the border that cannot be blocked, and the sea is a big sieve. Blood clans? There are too many ways for blood clans to rush in. At present, more than 300 blood clans have been caught. This, but this must be only a very small part, a conservative estimate, there are at least three to five thousand blood races who have sneaked into our country, maybe more, maybe tens of thousands, but there is no way to estimate it specifically. "

"So much?" Originally, Yang Xinzhong didn't care much about these things. He felt that Tang Zhen came to him because of such a trivial matter. If he didn't trust Tang Zhen so much, he wouldn't have time to sit here and listen to him. .

But after hearing this number, Yang Xinzhong was taken aback for a moment, and his originally comfortable sitting posture became upright, and he had to lift his spirits.

The infiltration of this group of vampires is still in progress. Obviously, the final number will not be only a few thousand vampires. Once there are tens of thousands of vampires, it will be a very terrifying force. This kind of power can even be used to attack him. In the national center where they are, it's not that these guys have done such a thing, and they have achieved success. There is nothing more exemplary than this.

After Tang Zhen took a look at Yang Xinzhong, he nodded and said, "There will be more. We have no way to know what is going on in the heads of these vampires. Most of the vampires who were caught have self-harmed to death. Some are also in a state of death-seeking, unable to communicate at all. If we want to know their purpose as quickly as possible, I am afraid we need to cooperate with people from the Global Religious Joint Processing Committee. They have a way to invade people's nerves and spy on people's memories .”

Yang Xinzhong frowned, and said after a while, "Is that guy named Danmas still waiting to see me?"

Tang Zhen's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the words, and said, "I've been waiting for more than ten days, and I probably haven't left yet."

Yang Xinzhong originally didn't want to have too much contact with the members of the Global Religions Joint Handling Committee. Although he was willing to use these guys, after being in contact with the Global Religions Joint Handling Committee for a period of time, he began to realize that this organization is not that simple. , there was always something in it that made him feel uneasy, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

Yang Xinzhong worked as a puppet for several years under the rule of the Twelve Pillars behind the scenes. He knew very well about the views of the Twelve Pillars on the Global Religious Joint Handling Committee. At the beginning, Yang Xinzhong felt that the Twelve Pillars were too pedantic, but now, Yang Xinzhong had to change his mind. He began to feel that it was not unreasonable for Twelve Pillars not to allow members of the Global Religious Joint Handling Committee to get involved in China.

So from that time on, Yang Xinzhong began to reject people from the Global Religious Joint Handling Committee. This Danmas wanted to see him, but Yang Xinzhong never paid attention to him. Now it seems that Yang Xinzhong has to meet this so-called saint Deacon's Damascus.

Yang Xin nodded emphatically and looked at the secretary not far away like a machine. In his mind, Yang Xinzhong's time division can be calculated in minutes or even seconds, and he said: "When you are at ten thirty, there is 5 minute break."

Yang Xinzhong's schedule was full, and he had to walk around a lot, for fear that if he was not careful, he would not be told what happened next. Yang Xinzhong had been a puppet for several years, and he would not Hope to return to those days to China.

Therefore, Yang Xin paid attention to everything, and did everything by himself, and his schedule gradually became full. Every day, from the moment he opened his eyes, he was full.

At exactly [-]:[-], Dan Masi appeared in Yang Xinzhong's office after passing a serious investigation.

Danmas stepped forward and took a look at Tang Zhen standing behind Yang Xinzhong. Tang Zhen was the only one standing there in this room. Of course, the monitor is indispensable. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him. But Damas didn't care, and said with a smile: "Chairman Yang, it's really not easy to meet you."

Yang Xinzhong was reading a document, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the words. These words didn't sound like the slightest bit of respect. Although Yang Xinzhong wasn't a guy who made people bow their heads wherever he went, he still attached great importance to basic etiquette. Marth was pretty rude.

Yang Xinzhong couldn't help but look up at the holy deacon of the Global Religious Joint Handling Committee, who can predict the future of Danmas, and then Yang Xinzhong saw the light in Danmas' eyes...

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the entire capital lazily, and in a certain air-raid shelter under the capital, in a dark and humid place, dozens of people of various colors gathered around Dracula. They had yellow skin, black skin, and White skin, basically from every corner of the world.

They came here for only one purpose, and that was the Rongxing blood clan.

These blood clans present are not all the blood clans that have sneaked into China. Each of them represents a family, and behind each of them, there are tens of thousands of blood clans.Blood clan is just a big category. There are different families among blood clans. They are distributed all over the world. These families are ancient and long-standing, and each of them can be traced back to a certain blood clan elder with absolute pure blood.

However, there are also many disputes among these blood clans, and they have their own territories, but today, these are not important, and the hatred of the past has no room to ferment here.

"In the past 2000 years, the world of blood races has been full of mutual exclusion, vendetta, and territory invasion. There has never been anything that can unite all blood races. There was no such thing before, but now there is." Dracula said Sometimes I was a little excited, like holding up a flame that could illuminate the future of the entire blood race, holding up the serum that could be immune to sunlight and the pure blood cells that could turn anyone into a blood race in a very short period of time.

This is the future of the blood race.

At this moment, the dozens of blood races standing around began to breathe heavily.

The blood race has been called the cursed race since its birth. In the past thousands of years, the life of the blood race has never been comfortable, and they have always been in a state of hiding. It has become their nightmare during the day. Only the night has mercy on them and shelters them.

Even so, the blood race still existed tenaciously until the Global Religion Joint Processing Committee developed the light bomb that could simulate sunlight. Since then, the world of the blood race has collapsed, and even the night can no longer shelter them. The population of the blood race It is rapidly decreasing, and the blood purity of the vampires is also continuously declining. Now the vampires they developed are getting worse and worse. If the vampire cannot see the light, if it continues, the noble vampire who calls itself the son of god the son of the night will become the most humble existence in the world within a hundred years.

And the pure blood cells that can turn humans into blood races have the purest blood power, can completely retain the strength of blood races, and will not show blood decline. As long as the human beings selected by them in the whole world become blood races, no need More, as long as there are [-] million, then the whole world will become a situation where five people support one blood race.

At that time, the blood race will no longer need to hide around in search of blood, and the human race will become the hematopoietic machine supported by the blood race. When needed, they will cut their wrists and drink a cup. Under the warm sunshine, they will have a cup of freshly squeezed blood Warm blood, what kind of comfort is that?

As long as you think about such a scene for a while, all the blood races present will be excited.

That's right, that's something they didn't even dare to imagine in the past, but now, all this is about to become reality.

No one can stop them. If any blood clan still delays the prosperity of the entire blood clan because of past grievances, they will tear it up without hesitation.