Shang Kun stood up and waved his hand, asking people to carry the body out of the plantain forest.

A few people twisted their heads, trying not to breathe through their noses, but the rotten and stinking smell still made them almost want to vomit.

The corpse was carried to a spacious place, and with a few flashlights, it was finally possible to see the whole picture of the corpse.

Shang Kun put on gloves, squatted down, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and rummaged through the corpse with the other.

The corpse's head twisted unnaturally to the side, and the broken cervical vertebrae told him that the man had died with his neck broken.

The purse in his pocket and everything was still there, but the maggots attached to it made Shang Kun just glance at it and throw it to the ground.

From top to bottom, there was nothing else on the body.

One of his subordinates, seeing that the shoes on the corpse were not bad, wanted to take them off secretly while others were not paying attention.

"Huh?" Shang Kun turned his head to look, and the man's hand shook, and a shoe fell to the ground, the sole of which was facing Shang Kun.

Shang Kun's gaze suddenly stopped, he reached out and took the shoe, the sole of the shoe was facing up, there was something like a nail on it, and a red dot kept flashing.

Shang Kun took the shining red dot thing off his shoe and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, he took the flashlight in the hand of a person next to him and shone it carefully.

After a long while, Shang Kun exhaled, no expression could be seen on his face, and said to his subordinates: "Buried!"

The subordinates hurriedly carried the person to the banana forest and buried it, and the previous person took advantage of the chaos to take off his shoes and secretly wrapped them in his clothes.

Back at Huo's house, Shang Kun put the things found from the soles of the corpse's shoes on the table, took off the gloves on his hands and threw them directly into the trash.

As he changed his clothes, he looked at the little thing on the table, his eyes narrowing.

He lived a life of licking blood with a knife, and he saw too many weapons and equipment, where could he not see that this little thing was a tracker?

It's just that the tracker with such a small size and a lot of power is not common on the market at first glance.

Was it the Chinese who put it on the dead person, or did Li Wanxuan do it on purpose?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Shang Kun's mouth.

No matter who dares to calculate him, just wait for his endless revenge!

……

Country J.

Zhou Tian and his party waited for night to fall near a small fishing village.

The village where the Imura family is located, and many people went to see that it was the escort of country J who was dressed.

They surrounded the village and the temple in an orderly manner, and people kept carrying the corpses out.

Back in the mountains, a presidential aide was crazy when he saw the wreckage of the helicopter and the corpses of the Minister of Jishima and his party, as well as the corpse of the monster not far away.

The building not far away was still emitting black smoke, and the flames from the explosion had long since been extinguished, leaving only the foundations and half-charred walls.

Master Wuninja's corpse was half scorched, and although he could barely see his appearance, no one knew him!

Not to mention Miko Imura, who the president is looking for.

The cold sweat of the staff did not stop, he instructed the people to move the body out quickly, turned around and dialed the president's phone with a trembling hand.

"Your Excellency!" the staff members' voices were all trembling, "I don't know what happened here, only dead bodies in one place!"

"What did you say?" said the president, who was taking Junko Yamashita and his newly picked up teenage son, to the country villa in a car.

The presidential palace can't live anymore, he is not sure if other people are still infected, and he is even more uncertain, but if it is just disinfected, it will be possible to isolate the virus, so he can only take his family to the villa for shelter temporarily.

"The Minister of Jishima and several people he brought with him are all dead, and the helicopter should have fallen, but it didn't catch fire and explode, it just ...... Just ......"

"Just what?" the president asked aloud, and Junko Yamashita gave him a disgruntled look and hugged her son.

"It's just that they were all shot, foreheads, foreheads, all in the forehead position......" The staff felt their legs shake as well.

The president leaned back in his chair as if he were exhausted.

The staff looked behind him and continued: "Also, one more was found at the scene, a monster!"

"Monsters?" the president scoffed, "are you going to tell me that they were all killed by that monster?"

"No, no, no!" said the staff, "that monster must have been poisoned, and they are testing!"

The president suddenly sat up again, "What kind of monster did you just say?

"That's, that's it, it's a man with a cut off underneath, but he looks like a woman, and there's a snake tail in the back, and in the back!" the staff stammered.

When he saw that monster for the first time, he was really startled, he didn't expect that someone would put a snake tail on him, isn't this exactly the same as the sitting statue enshrined in the main hall in front of him?

But how can anyone live in this world?

The president was a little flustered, he still knew about the ultimate secret of the Imura family, it was a god, a belief enshrined in Shinto, and it turned out to be a monster!

The president swallowed his saliva, the Imura family has always worshipped the Shinto gods, and there really is a god behind their family.

What does this mean?

"Is there anyone alive in the Imura family, does anyone know what that monster is?" the president asked with difficulty.

"The people in the village who brought us here said that there has always been a legend in the family that their entire family is protected by the gods, and the temple is dedicated to the gods all year round, but none of them have heard of the gods alive!" said the staff, making way for the people carrying the corpses behind.

"What the hell is that place?"

"They don't know, it's said that it's a forbidden place for families, and it's guarded all year round and won't let people in!" said the staff, and then patted his head as if he remembered something, "By the way, Your Excellency the President, they once mentioned that this is the place where Master Wunin lives in seclusion!"

"Forbearance?" The president was shocked, the number one master of country J, Master Wunin, would actually live in seclusion there, "What about people? Have you seen anyone?"

"None of us have ever met Master Wunin, so we don't know if there is a ...... of him among so many corpses," the staff member said worriedly.

The president put down the phone, and one bad news after another came, which made him feel powerless, and after thinking about it, he put the phone to his ear again, "Then did you find Miko Imura?"

"No, no...... There's still a lot of charring on the scene, so I think it's probably ...... she's already there."

The president didn't want to listen any longer, closed his eyes and hung up the phone, and didn't speak for a while.

Junko Yamashita glanced at him, then looked ahead, and looked at the driver in the reversible mirror.

When the president's villa on the outskirts arrived, several cars stopped, the president got out of the car, and the assistant behind hurriedly arranged for someone to move the things in the other car inside.

The staff also hurried to keep up with the president, who was striding in.

"Check it out for me at once! I don't believe there is not a trace of such a big movement in the north! Check it out for me, check it out at once!" the president said aloud, and walked into the study of the villa.

Junko Yamashita took her son upstairs, and the driver followed behind with two suitcases.

Upstairs, Junko Yamashita asked her son to go to her room and took the driver into her bedroom.

"You go to my father immediately, tell him what you heard today, and let him get moving!" Junko Yamashita broke free from the driver's arms, took out her mobile phone, and sent a recording of it to the driver.

The driver was a little reluctant, "Junko, you can go with me!"

"I can't leave now, my father is waiting for this opportunity, you go quickly, and then don't come back!" said Junko Yamashita, turned around and took out a USB drive from his bag and handed it to the driver, "And this, you also hand it over to him, and when the time comes, you will pick me up again!"

The driver seemed to be very reluctant, and once again took Junko Yamashita into his arms, "Junko, after so many years, if it weren't for your father back then, you wouldn't have married that bastard, you must wait for me to pick you up! I love you!"

"Okay, let's go!" Junko Yamashita pushed the driver out of the door and closed the door with her backhand.

She is destined to sacrifice for her family in this life, and she is guilty of being with the person she doesn't love every day, and letting the man who loves her watch it openly, this kind of torture, she doesn't want to live a day anymore.

She slowly slid to the ground against the door, covered her face with her hands, curled up her knees, and after a long time, she heard the sound of cars outside, and then she quickly stood up and ran to the window to look out.

The driver drove the president's car out of the villa, and when he turned the corner, he glanced at her.

The driver left, taking all the information that the Junko Yamashita family needed, and the rest ......

As if she had made up her mind, Junko Yamashita took out a small glass bottle from her bag, held it in the palm of her hand, and walked out of the room.

The epidemic of infectious diseases in country J is getting more and more serious, and the president is in his study and a few staff members who have just arrived are discussing countermeasures.

"Immediately send a convoy, impose martial law throughout the country, and suspend all flights and tankers!" the president ordered with difficulty.

"Your Excellency, do you really want to do this? The consequences of doing so will be very serious!" said one of the aides, with a worried look on his face.

Another staff member kept taking the fax from the assistant behind him, "Your Excellency, country A is making a big move now, and they have transferred all the important people to the aircraft carrier!"

The president took the fax and looked at it, then reached for another copy.

"This is South America, almost every country over there is starting to be chaotic, and the army doesn't listen to the command, and this!" The staff member handed over another copy, "Africa, part of the army of country A went over there, for unknown reasons!"

The president seemed to think of something, and looked up and asked, "What about us? What about the preparations that you asked you to make?"

"Ready, no, we hope you can move to the warship first!" replied immediately.

"What about Huaguo?" the president asked again.

"Huaguo, now that all borders are closed, and the army is also massing on the border, there are occasional clashes, but on the whole, it is the best. ”

The president thought for a moment, "You immediately contact Hua Guo and say that we are very sorry because of the plane crash on Sunday in Hua Guo, and immediately arrange a date for our visit, the sooner the better, and then ......."

The president lowered his voice and spoke in the ear of this staff member for a long time.

"Did you hear me?" asked the president.

The staff was a little surprised, but they quickly understood what the president meant, and immediately nodded, "I'll do it myself!"

"Okay, go now!"

Leave one, others are still waiting.

"Your Excellency, what about now, what are we going to do?"

"Now?" the president thought for a moment and looked outside, "arrange the media, I'm going to make a televised speech, no matter what the situation, we must first stabilize the mood of the people, and we can't let these ordinary people affect our final plan!"

"Got it! I'll go now!"

One order after another was sent out from the president's villa on the outskirts of the city, and all government departments were mobilized.

The president's televised speech was addressed to the people of country J, but other countries were able to pick up the news quickly.

The president first said that the epidemic in the country would be brought under control as soon as possible, and hoped that everyone would stay at home and not go out.

In addition, Zhou Tian, a young and promising investor in Huaguo, was very saddened by the news that he had unfortunately passed away due to a plane crash, and also expressed deep apologies to Huaguo.

On the whole, the president's speech was decent and there was no big problem, but it caused a lot of repercussions among the people of J.

Especially those artists who are very much admirers of Chinese culture, they used to hope that Sunday would bring them to the next level, but now, all the previous hopes have turned into bubbles at this moment.