Horror recovery: I push the heavens horizontally with my body!

"A-level? Don't be kidding, I'm afraid S-level can't do this."

"Don't be dazed, start tidying up, there are a lot of corpses here."

"Do you think it would be too cruel for the leader to do this?" One person suddenly asked.

"Cruel? Did the four big chaebols think it was cruel when they rode on top of us and sucked blood and marrow?"

"Give up illusions and prepare to fight!"

"The stronger the leader, the safer we are. One of the four chaebols has fallen, and the remaining three will definitely fight back desperately."

"All we have to do is kill them all!"

"eye for eye!"

The same situation happened in the other three terminal halls of the Imperial Capital Airport. In just one morning, 300 people were killed.

Even the old master of the Imperial Capital Incineration Plant is complaining that there have been a lot of murders recently.

The incineration plant in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital.

Several incineration plant workers were discussing in low voices.

"Aren't these all idiots? How could someone try to provoke the organization in the imperial capital?"

"Don't worry about it, I'm afraid we will have a hard time in the near future."

"What do you mean?" asked a master who operated the incinerator.

"I heard from your superiors that starting today we will pull out the nails buried in the imperial capital by other forces, and our incineration plant will have to work overtime to refine fertilizers."

"Uh... work overtime? Pray that there will be fewer idiots."

"But don't worry, the organization is cruel to the enemy, but it never hesitates to love its own people, and there are overtime pay."

"It's okay..."

"Burn those stupid pigs."

"Hahaha……"

Different from the joyful atmosphere of the incineration plant, other organizations in the imperial capital were trembling, discussing how to deal with the big cleansing of the organization.

Since the organization has already taken over the major departments of the imperial capital, anyone living in the imperial capital cannot escape the organization's control.

Before Ye Qin returned to the imperial capital, the organization had information about the illegal activities of other forces.

But at that time, Zhang Gan and Mao Xianfeng were afraid that rash actions would cause riots, so they kept turning a blind eye.

But now the situation is different, Ye Qin is back.

The news of organizing iron blood to suppress the rebels at the Imperial Capital Airport quickly spread throughout the Imperial Capital.

Imperial City Council Times headquarters.

"Editor-in-Chief, are we going to publish this issue?" A reporter wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked.

The editor-in-chief narrowed his eyes and took a sip of tea, "Out, of course!"

"The organization is digging its own grave and killing protesters without permission. This is the most eye-catching news."

"We want to hype and let the organization know that we are still the uncrowned king. I believe that after this newspaper is published, the head of the organization will come to beg us!" the editor-in-chief said excitedly.

In the afternoon of the same day, the Times of the Imperial Capital Council published an extra issue under the headline "Angry! Organize to massacre protesters!"

But as soon as the newspaper came out of the printing company, it was intercepted by people with supernatural abilities.

"We have received a report from citizens, and now all illegal publications here are seized." The organizer of supernatural powers announced loudly.

"Why? We are a legal printing house, and we have a certificate of authorization from Imperial Text Printing!" The owner of the printing company shouted holding up the printing authorization letter.

"Let me see..." The organizer snatched the certificate and looked at it carefully.

"It was issued by the Imperial Parliament, and it has supreme authority. You have no right to interfere with our printing. Have you seen enough? Please leave here now." The owner of the printing company shouted.

The organization leader who led the team smiled and tore off the letter of authorization, "You don't have it now, do you? Illegal printing, take it away!"

"I... I am a member of the Zhao family chaebol, who dares to touch me!" The boss of the printing company shouted.

"Zhao's chaebol? Hehe, they can't protect themselves now, so they don't have the time to take care of you, a fat pig." The supernatural person kicked down the boss of the printing company, and then sent someone to take over the entire printing company.

"All equipment was seized, and the workers waited for inspection on the spot. Those who did not commit crimes were released, and those with problems were killed on the spot."

Imperial City Council Times headquarters.

"Editor-in-Chief, it's not good, the printing company of Zhao's chaebol has been seized by the organization." A reporter ran into the door in a panic.

"What? How dare they!" the editor-in-chief was furious.

"Freedom is sacred and inviolable. The organization is trying to become a dictator! Withdraw, we must withdraw!" the editor-in-chief said anxiously.

The organization that has endured for a long time finally showed its sharpest fangs. All dissidents will be purged, and the imperial capital only needs one voice.

"Retreat? It's a bit late, isn't it?" Ye Qin pushed the door open and entered.

"Who are you?" The editor-in-chief asked with narrowed eyes.

"Who am I? Isn't it clearly written on your account number? The mastermind of the tragedy at the Imperial Airport, the incarnation of the devil, the enemy of justice—Ye Qin!" Ye Qin said with a grin.

"It's you? No, it's you. I'm your most loyal believer. I didn't write that thing. It was him. He wrote it. I just found out just now." The editor-in-chief knelt at Ye Qin's feet and took all responsibility Push it to the side of the young reporter.

"Editor-in-Chief..." The young reporter opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

"Get out! Get out! You rubbish of making fake news!" the editor-in-chief scolded angrily.

Ye Qin kicked the editor-in-chief away, "Enough! Put away your poor performance, the Imperial Parliament has been dissolved, and there is no need for your Parliamentary Times to exist."

"Don't kill me! Sir, I'm still useful, my pen is very powerful." The editor-in-chief cried and begged for mercy.

"Is it okay to reverse black and white?" Ye Qin asked.

"Okay, that's what I'm best at. Please, spare my life!" the editor-in-chief choked up.

"That's right, now that you've said that..."

When the editor-in-chief heard Ye Qin say this, he was overjoyed and thought to himself that there is no unparalleled road, but Ye Qin's words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Then send it to make fertilizer!"

"No!"

"No! Sir, please spare my life!"

Ye Qin glanced at it in disgust, and then took the people away. As for the editor-in-chief, he passed out after being beaten up by the organization's supernatural being.

After purging the troublemakers at the Imperial Capital Airport, Ye Qin first thought of taking over all the media in the Imperial Capital as soon as possible.

Newspapers, radio stations, radio stations, and various magazines in the imperial capital are channels for citizens living in the imperial capital to obtain information.

As long as you control them, it is equivalent to controlling the thoughts of the citizens of the imperial capital.

But Ye Qin didn't want to control people's thoughts, he just wanted to clean up those yellow news makers in the imperial capital.

Imperial Legion Times Headquarters.

Mu Zhuya hung up the phone and sat on the armchair in a daze.

"Editor, what's wrong with you?" the female assistant asked curiously.

"The Imperial Capital Council has finished reporting..." Mu Zhuya sighed.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with the Times of the Imperial Council?" the female assistant asked.

"Eighty-seven people including the editor-in-chief of the Imperial Capital Times were killed, and their bodies have been sent to the incineration plant."

Mu Zhuya just received a call from her friend and learned the news, she couldn't accept it for a while.

The Imperial City Council Times is an old opponent of the Legion Times. The two sides have been fighting for decades, and it just disappeared?