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Chapter 634 - 326 Monster, Nuclear Bomb Cleansing_2

Chapter 634: Chapter 326 Monster, Nuclear Bomb Cleansing_2

Not a single dog had been seen.

It was as if, in the few hours he had been away, the place had turned into a ghost realm.

Old Du grew more and more frightened.

Goosebumps uncontrollably sprouted all over his body.

Humans naturally fear the unknown.

Especially an unknown of this inexplicable nature!

Shivering slightly, he took out his special phone and dialed the previous number, wanting to know when the area had first begun to change.

Just then,

Old Du’s eyes widened, and he refocused his attention on the satellite surveillance.

He noticed the concealed base entrance.

Five ’people’ staggered out from within.

Their attire was exactly that of the Japanese experts.

Old Du’s team had already clarified the composition of these individuals.

These were renegades from the Ninja Sect, a Japanese official organization, known as the Dark Sect, consisting of enhanced humans, mutants, and the descendants of mutants.

"Thank goodness, there are still living people!"

Old Du didn’t know why he was excited.

He didn’t like these Japanese, but in this moment, he felt a surge of excitement.

There were still living people here!

Just as this thought arose in his mind, one of them suddenly attacked a companion close by.

That ’person,’ trembling as if in a frenzy, soon without any warning, and like Spiderman, leaped onto another companion and began savagely biting him.

The attacked person, equally ferocious, opened his mouth wide and bit back on his attacker’s neck.

In the blink of an eye,

The five who had come out were now biting each other in pairs.

The one remaining seemed significantly smarter.

It took advantage of the four grappling with each other and, with a bizarre posture and incredible speed, dashed toward the external living area before reaching small, unassuming holes, lying down and beginning some strange sucking action.

Alright.

Seeing this, Old Du was completely numbed.

It was better off without any living people.

Just as he was about to continue the call with headquarters to find out more,

Headquarters called him first.

It was that woman.

Before Old Du could speak, the woman said, "Don’t investigate, this matter is over, pretend it never happened."

"But..."

Old Du wanted to mention the strange behavior of Brian during the previous call.

The woman suddenly lost her composure, "There are no buts—if we continue investigating, the Book Society will be destroyed, we will all be annihilated! This is an order from the highest echelons of the CIA, Old Du, completely forget about this matter, forget that damned Brian, he is a devil, he almost destroyed my organization!"

Hearing his boss directly break protocol by using his name, Old Du, in a daze, hung up the phone.

He rubbed his face, "What exactly is going on, that kind of attack.."

Old Du sighed.

Just as he was about to disconnect the satellite video link, he discovered that his account had already been kicked off..

..

Meanwhile.

At a CIA office in Brazil,

A middle-aged man in a suit, twirling a pen in his hand, appearing calm but with his dark suit already drenched in sweat.

He couldn’t help but urge, "Haven’t you made contact yet?"

The male secretary shook his head, "Sir, the vehicles we sent into the Dark Sect’s territory, as soon as they approach a populated area by a few hundred meters, just... just turn into the same grotesque scene as seen on the satellite, neither the elite enhanced humans nor the First Rank life-form team leaders survived.."

"Drones then!"

The middle-aged man finally burst out, "I requested the most advanced biological surveillance drones!"

"There’s life, but.."

The male secretary displayed the latest surveillance footage on the screen in front of the boss, "This is the latest footage captured; I believe those who survived are no longer human. Also, based on the artificial intelligence feedback, these suspected mutants show a significant physical enhancement, the weakest comparable to a First Rank life, appearing to consume some mysterious substance in front of the previously deceased humans.."

The middle-aged man couldn’t resist pulling at his sweat-soaked tie.

Many people think the CIA’s overseas departments exist solely to stir trouble.

That’s correct, but not entirely.

Their main aim is to identify suitable individuals to support, buy over, or draw to their side.

Then it’s about stabilizing and maintaining these contacts so they start conflicts amongst themselves.

Like here in Brazil.

Brazil is not Cuba, this place is basically their private land, considered a "safe" area.

Maintaining safety is the main responsibility of their local office.

However, a Japanese rebellion faction’s residential area, consisting of tens of thousands of people, in a very short time, seemed to have encountered some sort of terrifying attack. With no warning signs and an unknown source of infection, it was like a biological nuclear explosion spreading from the central area outward.

In just a matter of minutes, that place had completely lost contact with the outside world.

Now it was no longer a matter of negligence.

Middle-aged people were now worried that this terrifying contagion would spread, and by then, they wouldn’t be able to escape.

Just then.

Beep beep beep~

An email from headquarters appeared on the middle-aged man’s computer.

He hurriedly opened the email.

Upon reading it, he quickly stood up, "Contact immediately our acquired group, issue a terrorist organization attack warning, evacuate all humans from that area, also send military forces to block all entrances to that district!"

The male secretary nodded.

Just as he was about to carry out the tasks, the middle-aged director stopped him again, "Also, contact our backing partners, short-sell all stocks and economic zones on our side as quickly as possible. We’re going to take this opportunity to retire."

Hearing this, the male secretary’s eyes widened, he couldn’t contain his curiosity anymore, "Chief... are you sure? If there’s a problem, we’re done for."

The middle-aged man’s face no longer showed any previous irritation, he grinned broadly, "No, it won’t be a problem."

He spread his arms, "In twenty-four hours, boom, that place will be utterly destroyed by a nuclear bomb..."

"Nuclear bomb?"

The male secretary’s eyes widened.

This was getting really big?

Due to Brian’s trifling actions, many global organizations were affected and suffered.

...

At noon.

Brian was eating with Shi San.

Meatball wasn’t there.

It recently enjoyed wandering around the entire Los Angeles city, recruiting followers, driving away passing predators, treating it as its own territory.

Mid-meal, he received a call from Balazs Liki, the head of the NW organization and the Liki family.

Balazs’s tone was very strange.

It was that tone where one is clearly very angry but has to forcibly restrain their anger and still try to please the other person, "Do you have a moment to talk, Brian?"

Brian wiped his mouth, "I’m eating, but since you’re calling during lunchtime, it must be an emergency. You know me, Mr. Balazs, I’m someone who takes work responsibility seriously. Go ahead, I’m listening."

"Did you do the Brazil thing?"

Balazs, suppressing his anger and a trace of fear, directly stated his main purpose.

Brian admitted straightforwardly, "Yes, I have a bit of an obsession. Originally, I was tracking a case’s perpetrator but found that the guy had been eaten by a group of Japanese. God, I’m a devout believer, plus I was curious about my own abilities, so I tried it out. Why, was it a big fuss?"

Balazs fell silent.

It really was Brian!

He pursed his lips, "That was tens of thousands of people!"

"People?"

Brian laughed, "Since when have you seen people massively feed their own kind to nurture monsters?"

After a long silence.

Balazs could only say, "Listen, Brian, the Holy Council needs stability, but you’re making people feel insecure, this is very dangerous stuff. We’ll let it go this time, we’ll take care of the threat over there."

He didn’t even dare to threaten Brian.

What if Brian retaliated against the Liki family?

Hearing this, Brian was intrigued.

He asked casually, "How will you deal with it?"

"Nuclear bomb!"

"Your ability is too terrifying; tens of thousands of people dead in just minutes. We can’t let whatever is there leak out, or it would be a nation’s downfall... In twenty-four hours, that place will be cleansed by a tactical nuclear bomb..."

Hearing it was 24 hours away, Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

There was still time.

It seemed he could not only fulfill his obsession this time but also watch a nuclear bomb explode and incidentally tell the Holy Council something: Don’t think I’m just a refined man in a suit and tie—refined people can be quite mad!

...

After hanging up.

Balazs wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Madman!

This Brian is a madman!!!

The most disgusting part is that he has no parents, no children, actually more difficult to deal with than Dean the Tyrannosaurus!