“Fack!!!”

In a luxurious villa, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes and a faint stubble on his face sat on the sofa, looking at the LCD TV in front of him, looking at the comments he had just been pressed down, and threw the remote control in his hand to the ground with force, beating and scolding angrily.

This middle-aged man also came to one of the ambitious people who incited the crowd before. Before the TPPC appeared, his family had been the top group of people in the world by making money from war.

However, due to the emergence of TPPC, the world war disappeared, and their family began to decline. From the beginning of the world's top to now, it is difficult to rank in a big city.

Therefore, their family never gave up on restoring the glory of their ancestors. Therefore, they never stopped inciting the masses to oppose the government and TPPCs, and because of their clever means, they never showed their strengths.

But facing a giant like TPC, no matter how hard his father tried, it would be nothing but painful to TPC. Their so-called clever methods were just too lazy to use their strength to deal with them.

Now that the son inherited his father's business, the middle-aged man finally found an opportunity to overturn the TPPC, but in the end, the opportunity slipped away in front of his eyes. How could he not anger him?

"Okay, tpc is your skillful method. Next time, next time, next time, it will definitely..."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, but in the face of the ironclad fact, he had to surrender and could only be furious alone.

But before he could express his rage in his mouth, the sound of the broken window directly interrupted his next certainty and attracted his attention.

As I saw a black stone breaking through the glass beside it and attacking the middle-aged man. When I looked closely, there was a trace of white smoke rising from the stone.

After a closer look, the middle-aged man was immediately frightened. How could it be a black stone? This is clearly a grenade without a pull-up ring.

"Boom~"

There was no scream, only a huge roar, followed by fire, smoke and plasma staining the entire hall.

"The mission is over, the target No. 375 has been cleared."

Outside the huge villa, a pair of soldiers wearing black armed police uniforms stood neatly. The one who looked back was obviously the captain, reporting the progress of the mission to the intercom.

After the report, the captain waved his hand gently to his team members, and then took the lead in a military vehicle next to him. The ears and several team members behind him followed.

After everyone got on the bus, the military vehicle drove quickly. After a while, the originally spacious villa turned into a small thing that was not much bigger than mung beans in everyone's eyes.

And at this moment, the soldier, who was obviously the squad leader, took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed the only button on it without hesitation.

"Boom~"

A loud explosion gradually spread, and huge wind and waves spread everywhere. The trees around them kept swaying, and the grass on the ground was bent directly.

...

The same scenes happen all over the world, in just a few days, a large number of bourgeois

The rich people evaporated, and there were at least a few thousand people. At the same time, the originally surging network gradually subsided for some reason.

A large number of people who show their power online have disappeared. If you count them carefully, there are at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of public opinion "great gods" online, which is really confusing.

...

"Hey, have you noticed that there seems to be a lot less water friend recently."

"Yes, I discovered it too, why is this happening?"

"Yes, the entire website seems to be much quieter."

"Do you think this is a conspiracy of TCP? So many netizens have disappeared. Is TCP controlling public opinion?"

And just when new conspiracy theories emerged on the Internet, on a certain website, a title and several pictures attracted the attention of most netizens on the Internet.

The pictures are one picture of explosion smoke, one picture of ruins, and one picture of walls covered by explosion black smoke.

The title reads: The rich man's villa was bombed and his property was looted. Is this the re-emergence of terrorism or the thief of the robbers?

At the same time, there is a video below. In the video, a group of masked people suddenly broke into the villa in a van, killed the owner of the villa with a grenade, emptied the villa's property, and finally left a bomb, directly smashing the entire villa into the sky.

...

"Oh my god, it's a time of peace now, and there are still people like this."

"Yes, people are working together to deal with monsters, and there are actually people who are thinking about internal fighting."

"Yes, terrorism is damn."

"These weapons look like things from the military factory in Bald Eagle City. We do not produce arms."

"Take weapons from other things to kill people in our city! Why do you have to deal with foreign monsters? Why do you have to deal with humans!"

"Yes, it is recommended that civilian military factories stop work. Ordinary weapons are useless to monsters. Large weapons cannot be made. Small weapons can only be killed and used for internal fighting. What is the use of those military factories running!"

“Agree!”

“+1!”

...

In a conference room, in a conference room, looking at the data counted on the Internet, the young man standing behind the old man could not hide his excitement. He took a long time to calm down and started reporting to the old man in front of him:

"Chairman, today's online public opinion is almost one-sided, demanding strong sanctions on terrorism and resolutely crushing the breeding ground of terrorism.

There are even some who require restrictions on the operation of civilian military factories and demand that small weapons that are of no use to aliens and alien monsters, but are sometimes extremely destructive to ordinary humans."

Listening to the young man's report, the old face of the tpc Chairman couldn't help but smile, and countless old faces were crowded together, like a blooming chrysanthemum, which was very pleasing to bloom.

"The fish is hooked, so let's go to the next step."

"Can……"

Listening to the old man's order, the young man who was originally excited suddenly hesitated again. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but speak:

"Chairman, isn't this too urgent? It's okay to capture those guys who incite the people with terrorism, but for those big capitalists who start a business with arms, cutting off people's wealth, like killing parents, may have a lot of resistance."

What the young man said is very reasonable. For those big capitalists who have always grasped capital, although social capital cannot completely dominate the world today, it still occupies a great say. If they really offend everyone to death, they will be very deadly to fight back.

However, when the young man hesitated, the old man spitted his nose and spoke mercilessly:

"They will stop them, as long as they have the courage, I am still alive.

Don’t think I don’t know what these bastards did before. Although I can’t kill them now, if I can’t ejaculate them, then I will be the chairman in vain!

Don't worry, do it boldly, as long as anyone is not honest..."
Chapter completed!