Xu Zhengyang pulled Wu Juan behind him, his arms suddenly extending. It was unclear how he moved, but the shadows of his hands and arms flickered under the light. Occasionally, Xu Zhengyang would unleash a kick…
In the blink of an eye, several thugs were thrown to the ground, convulsing, crying out in pain, and cursing angrily.
From the warehouse on the first floor, amidst cries of pain, two figures stumbled out and tumbled and crawled towards the company yard.
Other thugs who were smashing and burning things in front of the dormitory and warehouse rushed up, brandishing their weapons.
However, they seemed to have acted too late. Xu Zhengyang had already rushed towards them, punching and kicking them until they were all knocked down in an instant. Then, without even glancing at them, he turned and rushed into the office building.
Zhu Jun, who had just rushed out of the warehouse and was running towards the office building, had just stepped onto the first-floor stairs. He felt a gust of wind beside him, paused slightly, and saw Xu Zhengyang's figure rush to the corner of the stairs. With one hand lightly touching the handrail, and without any apparent effort, Xu Zhengyang leaped into the air—no, flew up—and disappeared down the stairs.
Zhu Jun hurriedly sped up and rushed upwards, grabbing the stair railing and flipping over to the other side of the stairs, leaping up to the second floor in two bounds.
After only a brief glance at the second floor, Zhu Jun rushed up to the third floor without any hesitation... The second floor no longer needed him.
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Screams and curses echoed from the stairwell as seven or eight people tumbled and staggered down the stairs in a disheveled state.
Behind him, Xu Zhengyang followed with a stoic expression, occasionally kicking the thug who was slumped on the steps, screaming and convulsing in pain, to help him roll down the stairs.
In the small open space of the courtyard, more than a dozen thugs lay groaning or screaming in pain.
Just moments before, they were arrogant and ruthless, hacking and beating anyone they saw, setting fires and vandalizing property. In the short span of time, they were lying on the ground, too weak to even get up.
The iron gates of the company compound have been tightly closed by the employees.
There were also seven or eight stevedores holding iron bars and wooden sticks, guarding the entrance and the base of the wall, vigilantly preventing anyone else from entering.
Xu Zhengyang didn't kill these thugs because he didn't know why a group of them had suddenly come in and started smashing and burning things. Although they were truly hateful, these rookies posed no threat to Xu Zhengyang at all, so he really didn't need to punch their heads or break their bones.
Wu Juan and others had already called the police. Now all the company's employees were looking at the young chairman with surprise and fear.
He was so amazing just now!
Xu Zhengyang didn't ask these thugs why they came to commit violence.
For the State God, even though the City God's Palace in Qimuluwu City has not yet been established, knowing the superficial consciousness of these guys is absolutely effortless.
Xu Zhengyang couldn't be bothered to interrogate them.
As Xu Zhengyang scanned the thoughts of these people with his mind, his brows immediately furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed within them.
At that moment, the ghost messenger Wang Yonggan flew bravely into the courtyard from outside, knelt on one knee, and said with a tense expression, "My lord, the outside is full of rioting thugs, smashing, looting, and burning. They have no clear target, and it's not for revenge. Many innocent people have been killed... There are burning vehicles everywhere, and the shops on the whole street have been set on fire and looted..."
Xu Zhengyang clenched his fists, then relaxed them, and walked out with a sullen face.
The sounds of terror, screams, shouts of pain, beatings, curses, sirens, and occasional explosions and gunshots filled the night sky.
"Chairman, please, please don't go out." Wu Juan and several other managers quickly stepped forward to stop them.
"Go back, all of you stay in the company and don't go out," Xu Zhengyang said coldly, turning his head.
Everyone froze, too afraid to move or speak. It wasn't the chairman's voice that was frightening; it was the imposing aura emanating from him that intimidated them, making them hesitant to intervene or utter a single word. Perhaps all they could do was obey his orders!
Zhu Jun stepped forward and opened the iron gate, and Xu Zhengyang stepped out.
Facing them were several thugs whose eyes blazed with evil fire, wielding machetes and iron bars as they charged at them.
Xu Zhengyang did not stop or speed up his steps, nor did he stretch his arms out much. In the blink of an eye, he smashed a machete and shattered an iron rod as thick as a child's arm into pieces!
Before the four figures could even scream, they were sent flying more than ten meters away with a muffled groan, crashing heavily into the noisy middle of the road. Due to the immense speed and force, it was less of a fall and more of a slam into the ground, resulting in splattered blood, shattered skulls, and broken bones all over their bodies!
"Close the door!"
Xu Zhengyang gave a deep order, and then his figure blurred. Zhu Jun didn't even see what happened, but he saw Xu Zhengyang appear in the middle of the group of thugs who were throwing Molotov cocktails into a row of shops more than 20 meters away.
On the outer ring road, police lights flashed and sirens blared.
Police cars divided the outer ring road into sections, and the officers, filled with fear and anxiety, shouted warnings to stop the rioters' atrocities, but they were unable to intervene. Many inexplicably incited civilians gradually joined the ranks of those vandalizing, looting, and arson. Fire trucks and military vehicles arrived intermittently in the distance, and fully armed soldiers jumped out, assembling at urgent commands and forming human walls to block the rioting crowds.
Because the orders from higher authorities were not to fire guns or use force against civilians, in order to prevent innocent civilians from being accidentally injured.
These young soldiers could only use their bodies and riot shields to fight against the irrational rioters, suppressing them as much as possible in a small area to prevent the situation from escalating.
Bricks and stones were thrown at the soldiers' ranks.
Every now and then, soldiers would be smashed in the head, bleeding profusely...
The doors of some shops that were tightly closed were smashed open, and the rioters rushed in. Screams of agony filled the air, and some people jumped out of the windows upstairs with blood streaming down their heads...
Fires raged everywhere!
Chaos!
Is it true that the law does not punish the masses?
No!
The reason is simple: once the military, with its formidable power, is mobilized, the speed of suppression will be astonishingly fast, resolving the situation swiftly. However, such ruthless suppression inevitably leads to more innocent casualties, further emboldening the true criminals and masterminds behind the scenes—this is precisely the outcome they desire. Similarly, international and societal public opinion will exert immense pressure on all sides.
Ultimately, the real villains exploit the public's easily misled and manipulated emotions to help them do things and achieve their goals.
They have absolutely no regard for other people's lives.
Just like many terrorist attacks carried out by terrorist organizations, they don't care whether the dead are innocent or how much pain many innocent families will suffer... All they want is the result, their perverted, crazy, narcissistic sense of accomplishment.
And tonight...
There is also a unique character who doesn't care about the lives of a very small number of people and goes on a killing spree!
This person is Xu Zhengyang, the current ruler of the human realm of the Eastern Azure Heaven Court.
Upon hearing the brave report from the ghost messenger Wang, Xu Zhengyang's blood surged instantly, and his entire body was enveloped in a layer of blood-red golden light.
He unleashed his divine power to its fullest extent, the speed at which his consciousness and mind switched was faster than any supercomputer. In his rapid sprint, he identified the rioters within the rioting crowd who had instigated the disturbance, and then struck—a fatal blow!
Three thugs, who were frantically wielding machetes and hacking at two pedestrians who had already fallen to the ground, suddenly stopped their violence. They discovered that one of their companions had suddenly lost his head, and the arm that was wielding the machete swung strangely for a few moments before he staggered to one side and fell to the ground.
The two stunned thugs then found themselves spinning around.
They saw two familiar headless bodies swaying eerily as if dancing for a few moments before collapsing to the ground.
It seems, it seems to be my body?
By the time they realized this, their consciousness had completely sunk into darkness.
Some members of the public, police officers, and soldiers witnessed this scene, but they didn't see clearly what happened. In that instant, a figure seemed to appear beside the three thugs, then swiftly snapped their heads and necks, before vanishing like a ghost.
When the terrifying figure was noticed again, he had already appeared next to another group of thugs.
What followed was another horrific dance of blood: headless corpses, some with their necks broken and heads rolling to the side, others with their heads simply shattered...
The surveillance camera at the intersection captured a series of images, but no matter how slowed down the playback speed afterwards, it was impossible to clearly see who the strange figure was or what it looked like.
In front of the formation of soldiers, military vehicles, and police cars, some civilians were shouting and cursing, picking up random objects and throwing them at the troops.
These people didn't notice, but the soldiers who were on high alert did.
Amidst the rioting crowd, a strange figure flickered, tossing heads aside and raising clouds of blood mist.
Soon, the figure flashed across the sky above the army like a black lightning bolt... and rushed into the distance.
Then, horrified screams rang out from the crowd clashing with the army... The crowd immediately panicked. What was happening? What were we doing? How could our people suddenly die so horribly? They were bewildered, not knowing what to do or whether what they had done today was right or wrong.
Are we crazy? What are we trying to do?
Xu Zhengyang was exhausted from killing...
It wasn't physical exhaustion, but rather a mental spasm and nausea.
In just five minutes, how many people did he kill? Sixty-seven! He remembered it clearly.
Never before has such a brutal and bloody massacre been carried out...
Two thugs had just murdered four people in a shop. They walked out of the shop wielding blood-stained machetes. Behind them, a woman, her face covered in blood and barely alive, was clinging to her daughter, whose neck had been severed, and screaming desperately, "Help!"
The two thugs froze as soon as they stepped out the door. They stared blankly as a young man dressed in black, covered in blood, pulled his hand from the chest of one of their accomplices, who had been shot through a large hole.
Xu Zhengyang glanced at the two thugs, then at the woman and her family inside the shop who had just cried out for help and died.
"Do they have a grudge against you? Do you know them?" Xu Zhengyang's voice was choked with sobs!
The two thugs involuntarily shook their heads, staring blankly at Xu Zhengyang, whose face was covered in blood and who looked like a demon.
Give me a reason.
Xu Zhengyang had never uttered a word of nonsense before resorting to violence since he was a child. However, after an extremely cruel and bloody massacre today, he was... "tired"!
The two thugs were trembling, their machetes falling to the ground.
Xu Zhengyang walked up the mountain, raised his hands, and placed them on the heads of the two thugs who were standing there dumbfounded.
Use both hands forcefully...
Snap, snap!
Two heads filled with evil and filthy thoughts were crushed!
Chapter 326 of Volume Six, "The God of the State," discusses help and assistance as two different concepts.
In handling emergencies, the response speed from all sides is quite fast.
The situation was quickly brought under control.
Xu Zhengyang, on the other hand, walked along the bustling outer ring road with his head down, looking somewhat dejected, lonely, sad, and weary.
The air above the city still echoed with a chaotic mix of chilling, heartbreaking, and trembling sounds; raging fires still burned everywhere, and many streets were left in ruins, a scene as horrific as a war. The piercing, desperate cries of agony occasionally pierced people's eardrums and into their hearts.
Flashing police lights, tight security, and the city gradually calming down...
Neither the enraged crowd, nor the police and soldiers seemed to notice Xu Zhengyang, letting him walk alone among them, covered in blood.
A doctor saw him and rushed over to inquire about his condition, offering to treat his injuries and bandage his wounds.
Xu Zhengyang shook his head and refused.
The Nine Provinces Record flashed in his mind, indicating that the City God's Mansion had been established!
Xu Zhengyang thought for a moment, then turned to Wang Yonggan and instructed him, "Notify Judge Li Haidong to immediately summon all the ghost messengers from the City God's Palace to Qimuluwu. Remember, all the ghost messengers."
"Yes, sir!" Wang Yonggan immediately bowed and accepted the order, then contacted Judge Li Haidong through the ghost messenger token.
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The capital has already learned of this momentous news!
This is destined to be a busy and stressful night for many.