[As I have emphasized many times, we have never conducted human experiments on sub-humans!]

[Then you know, Sato, who claims to be a sub-human, issued a crime preview, claiming that "will explode Grant Pharmaceutical Company at 3:00 p.m. on Wednesday"…]

[In addition, he also added that Grant Pharmaceuticals is suspected of participating in human experiments...]

【Hmph, it’s really ridiculous remarks…】

Minjia hugged her chest with her hands and looked coldly at the public relations staff member of Grant Pharmaceutical who was struggling to "explain" in the video.

This is a press conference held by Sato released a criminal trailer against Grant Pharmaceuticals.

The reporters in the audience spoke sharply and straightforwardly, after all, there was no wind and no waves.

Your company has not participated in human experiments on sub-humans, so why did Sato target your company from the beginning?

This is a nutritious argument, Min Jia is too lazy to watch it, so he just cut the computer.

Grant Pharmaceutical Ginseng did not participate in human experiments in sub-humans. Minjia did know, but he didn't care.

He only knew that Sato was going to cause trouble for them, so he just needed to go over and guard him to find Sato.

As for using sub-humans to do human experiments...

Let’s just say that if you call companies and groups in China, you will definitely be wronged.

But there must be some leakage when one is different.

When there are many people involved in some things, they gradually become commonplace and become accustomed to them.

Minjia clicked on a file on the computer and presented a map.

On the southeast side of the Izu Islands, there is a trench with a depth of more than 10,000 meters - the Japanese Trench, which is one of the deep trenches in the world.

Such depth is far beyond the limit of human exploration.

Minjia went to Chinatown to find a fortune teller, and the feng shui there was very good.

Moreover, in recent years, in addition to working on the surface, Minjia secretly used his computer knowledge to meet some friends and saved a little money.

Minaka kindly used her own savings to help Mr. Sato customize a "home".

I hope Mr. Sato will like it...

...

Wednesday at 2:30 pm, half an hour before Sato's crime prediction!

In the building of Grant Pharmaceuticals, people seemed to ignore Sato's criminal preview and were still as busy as usual.

"President!"

A policeman wearing a bulletproof vest walked into the wide office.

Other people's offices are larger than many people's houses.

"You should let the employees leave the company!" The young policeman was very respectful.

This is the power of money!

The president, wearing glasses and looking like a person, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the policeman waiting for him below.

"Time is money..." He turned around and looked at the policeman who came in to persuade him.

"Do you know how many billions of losses will be caused to the company for one day of closure?"

"But this is life-related..." the police tried their best to persuade.

"What is the difference between money and human life?" the president said disapprovingly, turning around and looking out the window.

"Even if there are really black ghosts in this world that humans cannot see, what can it do?"

The president lowered his head and looked at the police squad that was equipped with live ammunition on the ground, protecting the entire police squad.

I looked at the busy figures on the roofs around me again, and water columns sprayed towards Grant Pharmaceutical Company, causing artificial rain.

The president looked at the scene and smiled disdainfully, "Want to sneak in in front of such a defense?"

"Haha, it's just a fool!"

"Where do I have the time to deal with the nonsense of the man with hat?"

The president's head raised slightly, and he was obviously just an ordinary person who would die if he was killed.

But he stood in this tall building and stepped on the bodies of countless employees, as if he was superior to others...

Rain will affect the black ghosts of the submen, but people who are still shallow in their research on submen are not aware of it. This can only work for ordinary submen who can only simply control the black ghosts.

Not to mention your little artificial rain, even if it is a downpour, there is no difference between those black ghosts who have self and can act independently.

It will not affect its actions anyway!

At this time, Minjia also came to the vicinity of Grant Pharmaceuticals and mixed in the crowd watching the fun around him.

He was wearing shorts and shorts, and he didn't wear any backpack. He didn't carry any weapons except a mobile phone and a mask.

It’s not that he can’t get hot weapons, he just feels it’s unnecessary.

It’s not because he has never shot a gun!

His black fog that can control the shape of the condensation, as well as his strength and martial arts he has cultivated over the years, are his most powerful weapon!

Use something that you touch to challenge other people's profession...

How arrogant this is to have such crazy thoughts?

Time walked towards three o'clock every minute, and people were waiting, and Sato, who claimed to change the fate of the Asians, appeared!

Time is coming, and where is Sato doing at this moment?

Sato appeared in an airport with a bag on his back, and was quietly queuing through security checks.

Does he want to make trouble and run away by plane?

Sato's backpack was successfully passed through security checks, and it seemed that he did not bring any dangerous items.

At this moment, a little girl looked around curiously and suddenly found a backpack moving forward on the high ceiling of the airport.

"Mom, something is flying in the sky..." the little girl raised her head and stared at the ceiling and said to her mother.

"Okay, keep up..." But her mother ignored her.

Above the head, there has always been a blind spot for human observation.

Moreover, in this society where everyone looks down at their mobile phones when they have time, who will be idle and look up at the sky?

"Give it..." A black ghost with a strange appearance and a tubular head handed Sato the bag in his hand.

Perhaps because its owner's hands are very clever, the two fingers in the middle are very slender.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Sato took the bag that could not pass the security check and could only be brought in by the black ghost.

It seems that Sato is not planning to run away, but wants to do something big!

Everyone, including Minaka, seemed to underestimate Sato's indifference to life and madness!

This crazy man who can't kill!

"Mr. Sato..."

"Um?"

"Can this plan really go smoothly?"

"If the flying black ghost hiding in the tree on the day of the gathering can join us, maybe there will be better plans..." Sato slowly walked towards the upcoming channel, then turned around to look at the black ghost of Okayama.

"It's okay Osamu. I've been playing the flight simulator for a while, so don't worry..." Sato waved his hand and said goodbye to Osamu who was controlling the black ghost.
Chapter completed!