Qingshi, after suffering the continuous rampage of the thousand-year-old corpse king in the past period of time, this coastal city with only a century-old history is panic inside and outside the city.

At the beginning, the government used the military's power to block the area where the Thousand Years of Corpse King appeared, and in the shortest time, everyone in that area was transferred out. In order to prevent the news from spreading and causing panic, all those who were transferred were restricted from contacting the outside world.

However, when the traces of the Thousand-year-old Corpse King appeared in the suburbs of Qingshi, it was no longer possible for the government to block the news.

As people continued to die under the claws of the Thousand-year-old Corpse King, the entire Qingshi became panic, and many people even left Qingshi with their families and fled to the inland cities.

As the secretary of Shandong Province, in just over half a month, Zheng Zhongyan suddenly became more than teenage years old. His black hair on his temples suddenly turned gray from time to time, and his burly body seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and bent.

Haidian, this small fishing village by the sea, was attacked by the Thousand-Year Corpse King on the third day after Zhuanglin entered the ancient tomb. Dozens of government staff and dozens of fully armed soldiers died here. If the entourage had not taken the chaos to pull Zheng Zhongyan onto the helicopter, I was afraid that Zheng Zhongyan would have also died in this small fishing village.

Not only Haidian, but also many villages around Qingshi were attacked by the Thousand-year-old Corpse King, and many villagers who had no time to withdraw were brutally killed. By now, the number of deaths has exceeded two or three hundred.

In this peaceful era, more than two or three hundred abnormal deaths were absolutely a bad incident. Even the top leader of a province could not be blamed.

Although there was a reason for this crisis, Beijing had already known the whole story. However, as the top leader of Lu Province, Zheng Zhongyan's heart was cut off every day, and it was also the torment in his heart. In just a few days, he turned white.

In the urban area of ​​Qingshi, the provincial party committee compound, in the small building with years, Zheng Zhongyan stood in front of the window and quietly looked at the scenery in the distance.

"Secretary, last night, another existence was attacked by the ancient corpse." At this time, the door was pushed open from outside, and a middle-aged man walked in quickly, stopped behind Zheng Zhongyan, and said in a low voice.

These days, I have heard too much bad news. Zheng Zhongyan has almost become numb about these bad news. He slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man behind him, with a little silent expression on his face.

"How about casualties?" Zheng Zhongyan asked.

"Although we have sent people to move that existence before, there are still some villagers who are unwilling to leave. There are fifteen villagers who stayed in the village, most of whom are old people. Last night, all of these old people were poisoned by the ancient corpse," the middle-aged man was silent for a moment and answered.

When he heard this number, Zheng Zhongyan's body trembled suddenly, and another layer of dim death was covered with the turbid eyes.

He knew that no matter what the final result was, his political career might have come to an end, and when the disaster ended, it was also the day for him to leave the political arena.

"Continue to mobilize and evacuate everyone in the suburbs of the west of the city. Remember, it is everyone. If anyone is unwilling to leave, tie it up and go." After standing there for a long time, Zheng Zhongyan finally returned to normal and said firmly.

"Don't worry, I know how to do it." The middle-aged man nodded heavily and responded.

"How is the situation in Quancheng?" Zheng Zhongyan then asked again.

"It's not good. Those monks from Longmen have blocked the entire Quancheng. Zhuang Lin's people in Quancheng have suffered a lot of casualties. It seems that even the two ancient confidantes of Zhuang Lin have been injured. The people from Longmen have issued an ultimatum. If Zhuang Lin does not show up within two days, they will be ruthless." The middle-aged man frowned and shook his head and said.

"Hey, I don't know whether Zhuang Lin is alive or dead now. Maybe I was really wrong at the beginning. I shouldn't have let him come to Qingshi. After all, his cultivation is not enough to fight against the Thousand-year Corpse King." Zheng Zhongyan shook his head powerlessly, and he muttered to himself with regret.

In the past few days, many things have happened. Not only did Qingshi, but also suffered a sudden disaster in the other side of Quancheng. Four Longmen monks came together and attacked Zhuang Lin's property in Quancheng, killing and injuring several people.

Now, these four monks stayed in Quancheng without any intention of leaving. Judging from the situation, if Zhuang Lin really couldn't come back, then the industry he managed in Quancheng would be really destroyed.

In this world, the most unabated thing is the people who took advantage of the situation. Zhuang Lin was exploring a thousand-year-old tomb in Qingshi. The news of his disappearance from a thousand-year-old tomb was spreading. Now, in China, many people believe that Zhuang Lin has died in that ancient tomb.

Originally, many domestic forces were jealous of Zhuang Lin's industry in Shandong Province, but because they were afraid of Zhuang Lin's terrifying strength and had learned from the past, no one dared to attack Zhuang Lin's industry.

But now that Zhuang Lin is missing, it is very likely that he will never come back. These individuals are ready to move again, and there are many large families with great strength in China. Of course, Zhuang Xuanyuan and his son are one of them.

With the four Dragon Gate monks attacking Zhuang Lin's main forces, now, the people under Zhuang Lin's men died and injured, all the elites were huddled in the training camp in Quancheng, and under the leadership of Zi Yue and Lin Miaoke, they resisted the Dragon Gate monks.

The leader had no news, and the powerful people in the power were suppressed in the training camp and could not go out to support. The industries outside the Spring City became rootless duckweed. When they encountered the supply of external forces, they soon fell into a disadvantage and were shaking.

And this is not the most fatal. What is the most fatal is that among the management teams in various industries, most of them have just joined the Zhuang Lin group, and they have no sense of belonging. Faced with external pressure, there is a small group of people who are willing to protect themselves and turn against each other.

In the past week, in Shandong Province alone, no less than ten middle and senior management executives in Zhuanglin's industries in various places have turned against each other and handed over the entire industry.
Chapter completed!