The medical staff carried stretchers and ran around the ruins, searching for survivors who might still be alive; the belated soldiers took over the jingjian and maintained order in the battlefield.

As for those people watching the fun, they were all driven away, and none of them were left.

A few reporters who begged grandpa to sue their grandma and wanted to go in and take photos were naturally expelled without exception. However, they had already taken photos and talked about photos, but these were not forced to be collected.

Although it is conceivable how big a public opinion storm will cause tonight in the future, the military has no choice but to do so. They can't control the big books of these reporters.

After everyone was driven away, the battlefield inevitably seemed much deserted. At this time, it was bright and the snow curtain was quiet. The first refreshing air since the deep winter appeared in time, as if it was announcing that the disaster of the giant beast came to a temporary end...

At this time, King Kong could no longer be terrible. Half of his body was cut off, hurting his lungs, and he could only barely maintain his breathing, as if he could "death" at any time. However, even so, the military did not dare to relax his vigilance, injected it with a large amount of sedatives, and specially sent several elite teams to guard it with full armed forces. They could neither let it die nor let it hurt again.

Apart from the command within the army and the few calls for help when finding the survivors, there are almost no other sounds heard on the entire battlefield. Whether it is search and rescue or aftermath, everything is going in an orderly manner in silence-

Of course, it won't end so easily.

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"General!"

The soldier ran to an old man in military uniform, his feet were closed together, and he saluted neatly with a "slap" and said:

"That person has been found and the medical staff are treating him. It's just... the situation is not optimistic."

The old general nodded and said, "Go", after sending the soldiers away, he stepped forward and continued walking. The middle-aged captain who was following him looked worried and thought about something, but in the end he only said: "It's such an unpredictable disaster..."

"It is already a good thing that we have expected to be able to control the results of the war damage to this point. I have the greatest responsibility to do so..."

"How can you do this..."

The old general shook his hand and signaled the excited captain to be quiet for the time being. He continued: "But we are not completely rewarded. The stronghold in the western suburbs was taken down by us. The church must not cause any storm. After I go back, I will draft a report and report these... Oh, right, have the White House specialists arrived?"

The middle-aged captain calmed down and said, "Here, he is being received by Mayor Tchard. Are you going to meet him now, or...?"

"Not busy. I'll watch the aftermath here first, and continue to search. The 'big fish' has escaped. You can't just let him go......"

The veteran general took off his gloves and took out a short cigarette from the iron box in his arms. After lit it, he sucked the phosphorus deeply and spitted the smoke into the air license...

The smoke dissipated and floated in the air, and came to the stage of a low building with the wind. There were two young men standing here, both of them looking ahead. The two of them were watching an old man with a haggard look, lying against the wall, pale face, and it seemed that he was in his life.

These two people are Chen Tong and Shen Qiushi.

After the two of them finished the plasma cannon, they walked and ran here quietly before the soldiers took over the battlefield. They originally planned to meet with Ke Meng and others, but they did not expect to find the old man by chance.

Chen Qiushi didn't know him, Chen Tong remembered it very clearly—

The old man is one of the founders of the old professors of the Monster Research Association, Ilena's cheap uncle. Of course, he has another identity: the founder of the church.

The driver behind this disaster.

To be honest, Chen Tong was very dissatisfied. He kept asking this old guy when he started planning this plan and tricked him around. However, after seeing the old man dying, he gave up this idea. Instead, he was excited to Zhi.

So what if the plan is great? So what if you think too carefully? In the end, you still lost? You didn’t get anything and lost King Kong. Haha, hahahahahahaha!

He wanted to laugh out loud, covering his stomach with his back and forth.

However, Chen Tong is still calm now, his mouth twitches, and he resists not giving out the ridicule.

The three of them kept silent like this. After a while, Chen Qiushi said first:

"Although this is the first time I have seen you, I still have to say something to you and admire you. I think you probably started planning this matter shortly after King Kong entered the dock. When our captain made a big cocktail party, King Kong changed hands, and then let it go while the military and we were not prepared."

The old man no longer has much strength to talk. After all, he is very old. In addition, blood loss has taken away a lot of physical strength, so he has not died yet, which is enough to say "lucky".

So the old man just nodded slightly.

After obtaining verification, Chen Qiushi continued: "Except for our appearance, it was an accident, but the whole thing was still carried out according to your plan. We naturally became your help, replacing the 'power' you used in the cocktail party. I don't know what that is, of course this doesn't matter now...

The only thing I don't understand is that you really haven't considered the strength of King Kong? How could you, who knows [Titan], believe that it can destroy the original order and establish a new order? So........."

Then, Chen Qiushi walked forward and leaned close to Lao Rao's ear: "You are not planning to complete such a stupid plan, are you?"

Lao Rao's lips suddenly twitched, and he smiled.

Chen Qiushi stood up and looked at the old man from a high place. As he had just done, he began to walk around and talk excitedly: "You are not a fanatic at all, that is your way to deceive fools. This can be seen from the plasma cannon.

You release King Kong and try to conquer King Kong, it sounds very contradictory, right? In fact, it is not contradictory. You direct and act in a drama yourself, and the real purpose is to prove the existence of monsters to the world. In this way, as the existence of defeating monsters, you have the support of the people for your "savior heroes" and public opinion is one sided with you, and you can naturally gain official recognition! Haha... I have to, it's such a good plan. Those who are good at using people's hearts are the most powerful.

After all, the rabble is so stupid and extremely gambled."

"But you still lost." Chen Tong finally couldn't help but speak: "Our captain defeated King Kong, and all the support was on him. Have you seen those army people? Oh, sorry, you can't see it now... They probably have brought your nest. The evidence is conclusive. You are only stigmatized now. Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Chen Qiushi glanced at Chen Tong, who was a little disobedient, and was about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight sneer. The sneer became louder and louder, and finally turned into intermittent laughter. Both of them were stunned and looked at the old man laughing.

The old man smiled and coughed, and every time he coughed, a large mouthful of black blood was sprayed out of his mouth. After laughing, he returned to his previous calm expression, his lips moved slightly, and made a hoarse sound:

"The old method doesn't work. We have to find a new way to bring the research association on the right track..." He took his own mind: "We have tried to communicate with the government and make them believe in the threat of Titans... but it's useless. No one will believe in the existence of Titans before seeing it with his own eyes..."

Chen Tong and Chen Qiushi looked at each other, and it was true, both of them understood this.

"What do you believe it? Do you think it's really okay if you believe it?"

This question suddenly stopped both of them.

When the old man saw their expressions, he smiled bitterly, and then said:

"You guys always think things too ideally, like Ilena and Rodriguez... Even if we get the support of the government, as civil organizations, we master the 'things' that we shouldn't have, and we will never get real trust...

Rare materials will become victims of scientific research competition, while Titans will become jealous treasures, and we humans will eventually find this disaster.

Only by letting us humans realize this disaster can we be truly safe. After this disaster, the Monster Research Association will no longer exist in the name of "legal", and the precious information we leave behind can also be valued.

At that time, the official represents the research association, and the research association will become the official...

"I, Schneider, Rodriguez, and the three of us spent our entire lives dedicated to discovering Titans and letting the world understand their dangers, so we established the Monster Research Association. The association itself is not important, no matter what form it exists, as long as it exists..."

"The only thing I didn't consider is the 'evolution' of King Kong. It is spiritual. Maybe it is also obsessed with something... So it was inspired to evolve. Fortunately, your captain is really powerful and has not made the disaster bigger. Thank you very much... Thank you... Thank you..."

After hearing these words, Chen Chen and the others had completely soaked in cold sweat.

(How, how could it be... like this?)

The old man smiled again. After this time, he slowly closed his eyes...

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Lao Rao's body was like a dead dead tree, curled up in a corner of the stage. After planning such a big disturbance, he died silently in the end.

After a long silence, Chen Tong and Shen Qiushi bowed together and bowed slightly to Lao Rao's body. It was not respect, but a slight conscience.
Chapter completed!