Suddenly, he stepped on the brakes, turned around and drove towards the city center.

"What are you doing? Didn't you agree to go home?"

"No, I'm going to put up a sign in front of the city hall to protest." Jim suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "This Eagle Country is rotten. I finally understand that this is a shithole."

"If you want to live a good life, you either blow up the shithole, or you have to become that hard, smelly rock."

"If you don't want to go, I'll take you back first."

Jamie was silent for a while, then suddenly punched the passenger panel hard.

"Damn it, what you said actually makes some sense. I'm a little tempted."

"Let's go. Now that we've boarded your thief's car, we have only one way to go."

****

Sakura Country, Jingdong, Nagata Town, a certain official residence.

On the street outside the gate, there were dense crowds of people standing, holding colorful cards in their hands and shouting loudly over and over again.

"Stop discharging radioactively contaminated water."

“Protest against ocean pollution.”

"The earth belongs to all mankind."

"You are a scum who ignores the people. Please step down immediately to apologize."

"The entire island's fishery has been destroyed, and we oppose the sea discharge plan."

"A complete betrayal, the fishermen are desperate."

Yasuo Nishimura stood in the crowd, staring at the door with his bloodshot eyes, as if waiting for something.

He is a fisherman from Fendao County and has made a living fishing at sea for three generations.

Life is not rich, but it is contentment and happiness.

Since the nuclear wastewater was discharged into the sea, his entire life has been completely destroyed by this incident.

Not only is the global ban on the import of fishery products from Sakura Country, but even the local people no longer eat seafood.

The fishery association initially negotiated with the higher authorities and wanted the nuclear power plant to stop emissions and deal with the aftermath.

But except for some excuses such as "there is no choice, there is no security problem", there is no positive response.

The fishery association was instantly angry and immediately organized a group of people to come to the official residence to demonstrate and protest.

He also became one of them, holding a loudspeaker and shouting curses at the door every day.

"What makes you think that fishermen have agreed to discharge nuclear wastewater?"

"You have broken your promise and taken the opposite position to us. Sooner or later you will pay the price."

"The next 40 years of our lives will be destroyed by you without scruple."

"Be prepared for the wrath of the fishermen."

"Destroy, you treacherous scum."

At first they would be expelled by the guards, but as the number of people increased, people from other walks of life continued to join.

The guards were also afraid of conflicts, so they could only ignore them silently and let them perform freely.

As for the person being scolded, he hid in there and didn't show his face at all, just acting like a coward.

Yasuo Nishimura cursed continuously for a week, and gradually felt physically tired and a little nauseous.

He thought it was a cold, so he bought some medicine and stayed at his post.

But the medicine had no effect at all, so I had to go see a doctor.

Unexpectedly, he was diagnosed with leukemia. The cause was excessive exposure to radioactive substances in his body and required hospitalization.

This time he was completely confused, and the hatred in his heart deepened even more, and it was so deep that it went deep into his bones.

With this in mind, he became increasingly silent in the team.

Soon the fishery association noticed and came to him to discuss important matters.

"Nishimura-kun, your condition seems to be very serious. The anger in your heart is like a burning flame, which can be seen a hundred meters away."

"Ba Ge, these idiots not only ruined my job, they also ruined my body."

"The situation is at this point. If they don't do something, they will never realize their mistake."

"I must do something to make them feel my pain."

"We have a plan and we need your help. After it is completed, we will pay for your medical expenses, and we will also bear the living expenses of your family..."

When Yasuo Nishimura endured his physical discomfort and stood in front of the mansion again, his will had been tempered by anger into a dagger glowing with cold light, and he was about to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

"A price must be paid, a price must be paid..." He kept chanting this sentence over and over in his mind, like a monk chanting sutras, and finally managed to hold on until the afternoon.

Watching the sunset appear on the horizon, dyeing everyone's face with a blood-red glow.

A luxury RV drove up from a distance and stopped at the door. A middle-aged man in a straight suit stepped out of the car and waved to the crowd, as if he wanted to explain something.

Nishimura Yasuo held the playing cards in his left hand, put his right hand into his coat, and advanced quietly among the crowd.

A minute later, he was only three meters away from the familiar face, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes could be seen.

As soon as he said it, he threw away the cards, took out a long pipe with his right hand, and jumped on it.

"Bang bang bang!"
Chapter completed!