Chapter 632: The Killer

"Hmph! Let's see where you can run this time!" The "god" said sinisterly.

Zhang Jun stared at him and said calmly: "We are both gods, but I feel that you are far worse than the first generation of gods. You are obviously shoddy. No wonder I have met three of them in a row."

The "god" was furious: "No matter what you say, you have to die today!"

"Really?" Zhang Jun was fearless, "But I know that the person who will die today will be you."

"How shameless!" He stepped forward, staring at Zhang Jun, and was about to take action.

Zhang Jun actually had no chance of winning against the god, but he was not worried because the other party was already dead.

In space, an invisible artificial earth satellite was quietly suspended. At this moment, its network defense system had been broken by Xiaoqiang, and it was instantly controlled. The control of the satellite was entirely based on wireless signals. Xiaoqiang cracked the code and was naturally able to simulate the control signal.

The satellite is one of the confidential satellites of the United States, equipped with an extremely terrifying weapon, death!

This weapon once left a very deep impression on Zhang Jun, so he kept asking Xiaoqiang to search for information about the death ray weapon. Hard work pays off, Xiaoqiang gradually got a lot of information, and also secretly deciphered the control code of this death ray satellite.

However, for security reasons, the US** side can only use this weapon once even with the control code. But once is enough, even a strong man who is half a step away from the god can never withstand the attack of this weapon. Originally, he wanted to keep this killer, but now the situation is pressing, he can only use it in advance.

Today, the sky over the county is sunny, and the high-definition camera on the satellite captured the figure of the god and locked it. At this time, Zhang Jun was still confronting the "god", and neither of them made a move.

"God" was very strange, what made the other party so confident? Instead, he hesitated a little, feeling that Zhang Jun must have a trump card, could it be some kind of powerful weapon?

Sure enough, Zhang Jun suddenly stretched out his arms and laughed wildly. This startled the "god" to step back several steps and stared at him. He knew that the man in front of him had used hot weapons to # # # another god, so he had to be careful.

In fact, Zhang Jun's action of stretching his arms was an attack signal released to Xiaoqiang. When he found something unusual in the compound, he secretly notified Xiaoqiang and asked him to use the death light to deal with the "god". As he has always believed, killing people is easy, even if the "god" is still a person.

A black light, highly concentrated and highly accurate, fell from space. The speed of light is extremely fast, and it hits in a few thousandths of a second. The black light is as dark as the underworld, and it seems to be connected to an extremely terrifying time and space.

"Sen!"

The black light flashed, and the god didn't even react. Such a powerful person disappeared completely, and only a wisp of dust fell.

The other destroyers were stunned. Did they die just like that?

Zhang Jun moved immediately, and the fierce attack began. The strong wind was surging, and the palm shadows crossed the sky, attacking the five destroyers. These five destroyers are roughly equivalent to the seventh to ninth levels of true power, and their strength is indeed not weak. Unfortunately, they are still far behind him.

"Bang!"

One of the weakest destroyers was knocked to the ground by a palm strike, his whole body twitching, and he lost the power to fight back.

"Puff!"

The fists of the two destroyers hit Zhang Jun, but it was like hitting cowhide, causing no damage at all. Instead, Zhang Jun turned around, grabbed the arms of the two men and shook them, and they felt a "crackling" explosion of bones all over their bodies, and they collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

The remaining two were shocked and turned to flee, but Zhang Jun caught up with them in an instant, and each of them was hit on the back.

"Bang bang!"

The punch made them spit blood and fainted.

The five destroyers could not survive five moves under his hands. This was the result of fighting with Xiaolongnu. His strength was actually far beyond the average nine-level true power masters.

Seeing that the masters were all dead, the three subordinates who followed him were so scared that they knelt on the ground, shaking like a sieve.

Zhang Jun said lightly: "I won't kill you, tell me everything you know."

At this point, how dare they hide anything. It turns out that although Wang Daxiong is only the eldest brother in the county, his brother-in-law is the head of the city. The head's identity is even more extraordinary, and his uncle is the deacon of the province.

The promotion of officials often relies on nepotism, and the Fugui Gang is no exception. Relatives and friends join forces to weave a complex and huge network of interests. Because of this, Wang Daxiong will be lawless and do whatever he wants.

He sighed to the sky, was it wrong for him to form the Fugui Gang in the first place?

Then, the three of them talked about the details of the cooperation with the Holy Church. It turned out that a few days ago, a very beautiful woman was suddenly hooked up by Wang Daxiong, and the two were in love. However, the woman soon introduced him to a "big man".

The "big man" was very rich, and Wang Daxiong became his partner with a lot of money. Not long ago, Wang Daxiong got a plan, and the Holy Church hoped that he would cooperate to capture a big enemy together. But at that time, Wang Daxiong didn't know that the person the Holy Church wanted to deal with was Zhang Jun, nor did he know that the partner was the Holy Church.

Zhang Jun was extremely angry, and he immediately asked Xiaoqiang to contact several high-ranking officials. Soon, the compound was turned into a temporary headquarters, and the heads and elders of several nearby cities, the deacons of the province, and the regional managers all arrived. Wen Zhou and others also arrived, as well as Yun Dinggong, one of the promoters of this reform.

The people below all lowered their heads, looking like the sky was falling. They knew they were doomed, but they could only accept their fate and did not dare to make any resistance.

Zhang Junjiu didn't say anything, Wenzhou and the others were in charge. A series of personnel including provincial deacons, regional managers, and leaders were all dismissed from their posts, all property was confiscated, and all powers were taken back. Moreover, they are not allowed to engage in business or politics in the future, and can only live the lives of ordinary people, otherwise they will be wiped out by the wealthy gang.

After dealing with this, Zhang Jun called the senior officials of the Fugui Gang to a hall and asked coldly: "Tell me, is it necessary for the Fugui Gang to continue to exist?"

Wen Zhou sweated on his forehead: "Big boss, it's my poor management!"

"It's not your fault." Zhang Jun sighed, "The stall is too big and people's hearts are unpredictable. Even I can't do better than you."

Mr. Yunding said: "Big boss, even if you disband the Fugui Gang now, those people will still be those people. The Fugui Gang may turn into countless small gangs, which will cause even greater harm to society."

Then he continued: "And the big boss doesn't need to be too pessimistic. In fact, the Fugui Gang is generally very good, but occasionally there are one or two black sheep. Don't talk about our Fugui Gang, look at today's officialdom, who is not selfish? Woolen cloth?"

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "Is there any way to manage it?"

"The reform is already underway, and the effect is very obvious. However, I suggest that the big boss set up an agency to specifically monitor the illegal activities of the rich and powerful gangs in various places. This agency should be personally controlled by the big boss, and its functions are similar to the Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty. "

Zhang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I will consider this matter."

In the afternoon of that day, the senior officials of Fugui Gang went to deal with the follow-up matters, leaving a group of people behind for Zhang Jun's transfer. Zhang Jun stayed in the compound for the time being. None of the five Destroyers were dead. He wanted to turn them into war puppets one by one.

In one night, he healed the injuries of the five Destroyers, removed the biochips, and then took the opportunity to hypnotize them. His current strength is much higher than when he first refined the puppet. The puppet he refined will not lose the slightest intelligence, but can be absolutely loyal to him.

After the five Destroyers recover, they will form a Destroy Team, which will greatly enhance his strength. And at critical moments, these destroyers can serve as terrifying cannon fodder, killing the enemy.

The next morning, he left the Destroyer behind and went to see Ouyang Jingjing alone.

Ouyang Jingping had just finished breakfast at the hotel. Zhang Jun's appearance made her very happy and asked worriedly: "Brother Zhang, are you not injured? Who are those people? Why are you catching me?"

Zhang Jun said: "Let's not talk about this for now. I want to discuss something with you."

After hearing this, Ouyang Jingping's eyes suddenly widened: "What? You said my mother is not dead? But she has been frozen for many years!"

Zhang Jun had known that she would be excited, so he said: "What's weird about this? A frozen corpse that was hundreds of years old was found in Russia. Wasn't it resurrected? She also gave birth to a child. Although he only lived for a few minutes, But this also proves that frozen corpses can be resurrected.”

Ouyang Jingjing looked shocked and asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang, so my mother can survive?"

Zhang Jun nodded: "It's possible, but I'm not 100% sure. But Auntie is already like this anyway, and there won't be any worse results than this, so you should let me give it a try."

Ouyang Jingping looked at Zhang Jun, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes, and then she nodded vigorously: "Brother Zhang, I believe you!"

Zhang Jun said: "Then the first thing we have to do is to retrieve the body. You have to do this."

The two people didn't waste any time and soon arrived at the funeral home. When the staff of the hotel heard about their purpose, their expressions became extremely unnatural. After hesitating for a long time, they actually told Jing Jing that the body was missing.

"What? The body is missing?" Ouyang Jingping was furious, "When did it happen? Why didn't you notify us in time?"

The staff was speechless. Finally, the manager came over and apologized again and again. He said helplessly: "The incident happened three days ago. We were thinking about whether we could recover the body, so we didn't have time to notify him."

Zhang Jun didn't have time to chat with this group of people and asked: "How did the body get lost? Do you have any clues?"

The manager smiled bitterly and said, "Not yet."

"I'm going to sue you!" Ouyang Jingping was so angry that he almost shed tears. If his mother's body could not be recovered, there would be no way to resurrect her.

Zhang Junyi pulled her: "Let's go, there's no point asking them, we'll find it ourselves." What he's best at is finding people, and this little thing won't trouble him.