I'm in Zongman, if you mess with me, you'll die

"It looks like you guys went with the old plan..."

Yang Jian walked around the room, his gentle voice floating in the air.

"You've left us helpless..."

Arima looked out the window calmly, his eyes showing indifference, as if he looked down upon everything.

Arima is already in his twilight years, and although he still insists on his goals, his aging body forces him to hold on mentally.

However, even at the last moment of his life, Arima's strength was still beyond the reach of others.

"It may also be that you are too dependent on me."

Yang Jian sat on the table, stroking the smooth and clean tabletop with his slender hands. Facing Arima's accusations, he didn't care at all.

"I believe you have guessed my purpose."

"That's why I didn't do anything to Furuta..."

As he spoke, Arima turned his gaze and stared closely at Yang Jian's handsome face. At this moment, his emotions finally showed a slight fluctuation, that was anger.

"Don't you know how many innocent civilians will die and how many innocent investigators will die if this plan succeeds?!"

At this point, Arima was the first to finally break through his bland disguise.

Because Jiuduo had little contact with Yang Jian, he only had a vague understanding of Yang Jian's plan. However, as people like Aite in the bronze tree who had always followed Yang Jian, during their cooperation with Kana.

Based on various clues, he keenly perceived Yang Jian's most likely plan.

It is precisely because we know that Yang Jian has great ambitions and his only goal is to bring true peace to the world.

During this period, the Bronze Tree basically faded out of sight, and Arima also gave up his actions against Furuta.

He knew that Jiuduo wouldn't be able to stay around for long, and that this was a key role.

Now, with the arrival of Yang Jian, no matter how calm Arima was, he couldn't help but question. He neither agreed nor opposed to this plan, but was the sacrifice required too great?

"What kind of war doesn't require sacrifice...?"

Yang Jian understood that people have different ideas. He did not try to convince others, but just found the essence of the problem and dealt with the different topics arising from the ideas.

This is the best weapon to shut others up.

Sure enough, when this rhetorical question was asked, Arima fell silent for a moment.

Of course he knew what Yang Jian said, but provoking a war across the entire world was too extreme a method. It was undeniable that having a common enemy was indeed the best way to bring the two races together.

However, the price of peace was so heavy that Arima couldn't even imagine how many people would be killed or injured.

One million? Ten million? One hundred million?

These are not just numbers, but real lives. How despicable it is to treat lives as numbers and waste them.

"I didn't come here this time to talk to you about such a childish topic as whether there will be casualties in the war."

As he spoke, Yang Jian moved slightly, jumped off the table, slowly walked in front of Arima, and said leisurely:

"As you all know, Old Duo won't be around for long."

"At some point, I will need you to take over Black Mask and become the representative of the ghouls."

"The appearance of the dragon represents the new world that is about to begin, and it also represents innovation in the medical field."

"Only by seizing the opportunity can you heal the wounds caused by the war. I believe you can make the right decision."

Yang Jian's expression looked normal from beginning to end, as if he would not be affected by anything. Even when he talked about this war, it seemed like just a small fight between dozens of people.

Compared with Yang Jian's calmness, You Ma was shocked at this time. He was a little at a loss for a moment about Yang Jian's sudden exposure.

What shocked him the most was that the ghoul organization spanning the globe was actually created by Yang Jian. What did this mean? It meant that Yang Jian was fully capable of launching an indiscriminate war on a global scale.

With such power, he would choose to rely on dragons to achieve his peace goals rather than relying on pure strength to speak.

Doesn't this just show that Yang Jian really wants to end this kind of ethnic and racial problem?

When Arima thought of this, his heart suddenly became extremely complicated. He didn't know how he should look at Yang Jian.

"When the time comes, I will let you know. By the way..."

Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and put a folded note paper on Arima's desk, and continued:

"This person will familiarize you with the organizational structure of Black Mask. During this period of time, you should familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible..."

"You don't have much time left..."

After saying that, Yang Jian patted Arima's shoulder, and under his complicated gaze, he slowly left the room.

After leaving the room, I saw Sasaki leaning against the wall, looking thoughtful.

At this time, Sasaki was still trying hard to recall whether he had seen Yang Jian somewhere. He clearly felt a familiar sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember it.

Moreover, his body was inexplicably resisting the urge to approach Yang Jian.

All these made him very confused.

However, he had lost all his memories of the past, and no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember anything about Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian appeared at the door, Sasaki subconsciously smiled at him in a friendly manner.

"Sasaki?"

"Yes……."

Facing Yang Jian's question, Sasaki's body was very stiff for some reason, and he responded quickly and instinctively.

Sasaki's strange behavior made Yang Jian's mouth slightly rise, as if he had seen something interesting.

Although he has lost all his memories, his body is very honest. The previous training of Kaneki not only improved Kaneki's fighting skills, but also made his body deeply remember Yang Jian's fierce fist.

It is precisely because of this that although Sasaki had no impression of Yang Jian at all, his body instinctively reacted with resistance after seeing Yang Jian.

"I'm very optimistic about you..."

Yang Jian smiled and walked up to Sasaki, patted him on the shoulder, then disappeared around the corner in his confused look.

After a long time, Sasaki came to his senses, slowly opened the door of Arima's office and walked in.

At this time, Arima was still thinking about what Yang Jian had just said. After seeing Sasaki coming in, he first put the note given by Yang Jian into his pocket, and then waved to Sasaki with a smile.

Only when facing Sasaki would he often smile...