Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

Syracuse, the city of Lakmavati.

"Red Wine News's smear campaign... I wonder how Chen Zhou will respond."

After taking in Javi's gang, the Doctor was about to board a flying vehicle with Ceobe, Javier and others to go on vacation to Akahura.

Then, noticing the familiar news bird, she tossed a coin into the air and a newspaper fell.

"Slandering the Integration Movement and discriminating against infected people? What is the Red Wine Newspaper's stance?"

In the coffee shop, the doctor sat upright on the sofa, his slightly fleshy legs elegantly raised, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

They avoided the main point and changed the subject by first accusing the Red Wine Newspaper of "discriminating against people with infection."

Not a bad tactic.

Looking down, the first paragraph of the article puts forward the viewpoint:

"Leader Chen Zhou has a crush on Candle Knight and is using his position to take advantage of his female subordinates? Pure slander!"

"I noticed that after the White Chrysanthemum Treaty came into effect and the rights of people living with HIV were protected, the media began to target Mr. Chen Zhou. Leaders always welcome media outlets that report impartially, but fame inevitably attracts unidentified individuals."

"Yes, I'm talking about you, Red Wine News."

Glancing at Keobe who was swallowing food in big mouthfuls, the doctor spread out the newspaper and read the contents below with interest.

"In order to attract attention, the Red Wine News fabricated personal ethics issues to damage the reputation of the leader, undermine the unity of the integration movement, and destroy the trust of those infected.

Wonderful, this soft-knife killing method is really wonderful. Fine, then let's assume that the leader is a hypocrite.

Even if this promising young leader has been saving the infected, even if the next person to be saved may be your husband, your father, your daughter, or even yourself.

Then let's sentence him as a licentious person. Even though there is no evidence to support the report of the Red Wine Newspaper, let's still sentence him as a licentious person.

Although according to feedback from eyewitnesses, the leader was only speaking up for the Candle Knight, he should still be sentenced for licentiousness and debauchery.

For the sake of popularity, everything can be slandered and everything can be fabricated... What a joke!

The real trash is not the infected people begging for food on the street. It is you who, for the sake of publicity, casually slander the kind people who improve the lives of the poor!

This report is quite offensive.

The doctor rubbed the silly dog's ears, held the honey cake in both hands, and took a big bite of Ceope, humming and squinting his eyes happily.

At the same time, in the capital of Syracuse, Angelina sat on a park bench and turned her attention to the last few paragraphs.

"Any time he defends respectability, he's called hypocrisy; anything he exaggerates is considered a lie; anyone who remains silent about something is simply denounced as a betrayal. Isn't this how the stigma against people with the virus came about?

You sit back and relax, criticize outstanding people, fabricate stains, exaggerate rumors, and make good people look bad in order to gain fame and profit - ha!

The boat carries the burden, the boat bears the responsibility. There are always some great people who are destined to sacrifice in exchange for the survival of civilization, but it is definitely not you.

Scum from the sewer, how can we, the infected, respond to your injustice? "

The scene fell silent for a moment, the discussions in the park gradually died down, and then a few seconds later there was an uproar.

They originally just wanted to have fun watching the Reunion.

Unexpectedly, the Feathered Beast Newspaper directly revealed the sinister intentions of the Red Wine Newspaper.

Yes, why do infected people suffer from discrimination, have low wages, and can only do dirty, tiring, and heavy physical work?

Aren’t these the media outlets that publicize the dangers of infected people day and night?

Angelina folded the newspaper and put it away, and at the same time decided that she would never distribute the Red Wine Newspaper again.

That newspaper is truly despicable.

......

"You are feeding them hatred and anger as food."

In the floating city, Talulah suddenly appeared and reminded Chen Zhou, "Even Black Snake has shown recognition of you."

After the Terra Times set out, the public opinion situation in Syracuse suddenly reversed.

Many people said frankly that they were deceived by the Red Wine News. They gathered outside the Red Wine News branch and presented the Red Wine News staff with white bouquets of flowers to commemorate the dead.

Some people threw stones at the glass windows and cursed at them.

In the online world, nearly one million posts have been posted criticizing the Red Wine Newspaper, accusing it of disrespecting infected people and demanding it get out of Syracuse.

For a moment, the Syracuse infected people who had been treated like cattle and horses in the past straightened their backs and fought back bravely.

"Red Wine reported the bullet, I just told the truth."

Chen Zhou smiled indifferently, and under the other party's gaze, he went straight to the newly built floating city concert hall to decide the stay or departure of the civilians who visited the floating city.

......

"Leader, I want to join the Reunion Movement."

The sound of chains being dragged was so loud that it was particularly eye-catching amid the cheers.

Chen Zhou looked up at the sound and saw a burly man over two meters tall, with his fist wrapped in half a chain raised high.

The hideous scar at the corner of his eye makes him look very cruel.

At this moment, a murmur could be heard from the crowd: "This guy must be the Mike who avenged his father. When he was a child, he witnessed his father being accidentally beaten to death by a gang. He endured it for decades and then slaughtered his enemy's entire family?"

"Although he was cruel, he served as Lady Sicily's subordinate for a few years and played a role in maintaining order in Syracuse."

"But the man he killed later had some connections and refused Lady Sicily's protection, so he was imprisoned, became infected, and was nearly executed. Unexpectedly, once the White Chrysanthemum Treaty came out, the Mafia released him as well."

"It is said that after learning about the leader's deeds, he rushed directly to the registration office for visiting the floating city and was the first to sign up."

Mike turned a deaf ear to these discussions.

He looked straight at Chen Zhou, clenched his right hand with only four fingers, and hammered his heart.

The meaning is self-evident - you are worthy of my heart.

"If the law fails to uphold justice, then from this moment on private revenge becomes justifiable and noble."

Chen Zhou descended from the sky and looked at him with admiration. "Okay, I allow you to join the Shield Guard and become my personal soldier."

Just like when Allen met his fanatical little brother Floch, Chen Zhou could feel that even if he moved to Tara in the future, this guy would still unwaveringly support him.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Mike Corryon."

"That doesn't sound good. Let's change it to Michael Corleone."

A smile appeared on Chen Zhou's lips.

"it is good."

Chapter 78 General, Please Take This Path

In the past, the attitude of Syracuse officials towards infected people has always been discriminatory.

Just like Angelina, who was directly expelled from the city because of her oripathy.

As for Lappland, with its strong strength and solid background, it can be said that it is an example of not being discriminated against.

When Chen Zhou came, there was justice, and the infected people were free.

Compared to staying in Syracuse where the social environment has improved, these people are more inclined to stay in the holy city of the infected - the floating city.

Yes, the Holy City.

A place that provides free housing, immigration supplies, and even helps find jobs is a holy city for them.

So when Chen Zhou asked them who wanted to stay in the floating city, except for the wealthy businessmen and mafia children who needed to inherit the family business, almost everyone else agreed to stay.

Not bad, the retention rate is over 99%.

The rich kids were sent back to the ground using the lifting blocks, and most of the people who stayed behind were taken away by the city hall, while Mike and some people who wanted to join the Reunion Movement were led by Shield Chief David to the Reunion Movement headquarters for entry assessment.

Leaving enough people to guard the office in Volsiny, Chen Zhou moved his mind and the floating city slowly moved forward, gradually driving away from Volsiny.

......

"Xing...Chen Zhou, what do you want from me?"

The cat lady in a one-shoulder uniform and white stockings raised her chin and looked at Chen Zhou with a very arrogant attitude.

It's worthy of being called a scumbag cat, it has this look of disgust.

The same disgust.

If it was Mandela, Chen Zhou would be thinking about what kind of cheese he would make her into today.

As for Kal'tsit, the villain in Chen Zhou's mind would only shout loudly - use the Flame Fist on her.

Recoil fighter, right?

"Ah, well..."

Chen Zhou pursed his lips with a subtle expression, revealing the embarrassment of being in trouble, and his tone was full of pleading:

"I've learned a new move. After looking around, it seems that only you, Mandela, are qualified to be my sparring partner... So, can I ask you..."

Hearing this, Mandela felt secretly happy.

Ha, I finally discovered the power of Lord Mandela.

She restrained the corners of her mouth that were slightly raised, glanced at Chen Zhou with disdain, and said impatiently:

"Tsk, it's really useless. It just won't work without me."

"Yes, yes..." Chen Zhou, who was loudly "taught a lesson" by the scumbag cat, lowered his head and responded honestly.

Mandela is indeed a typical little female devil. When she saw the arrogant Chen Zhou suddenly bow his head to her, the corners of her mouth curled up wildly.

At the same time, she felt a little curious.

What kind of important move could have caused Chen Zhou to become like this?

Wait, this sparring session is also an opportunity to know Chen Zhou’s weaknesses!

As long as we get hold of his weakness, we can use it to force him to go into the deep pool!

"Tsk, how much longer are we going to delay? Let's practice our moves!"

Mandela had a calm expression, raised her snow-white neck, and stared at him subtly.

"Yes, General, please take this path." Chen Zhou made a welcoming gesture.

What comes into view is an independent floating villa.

A light-transmitting king-size room with floor-to-ceiling glass windows and a deep blue swimming pool surrounded by beach chairs and palm trees.

"Idiot, how can you practice in a place like this?" Mandela was momentarily irritated by Draco's stupidity.

Just when she was so impatient, a restless hand suddenly stroked her lovely white silk.

"No~"

The cat was stunned and made a cute sound.

Then, some guesses came into her mind, and Mandela's face suddenly turned red, and she said in a trembling voice of fear:

"Hey, this isn't the sparring you're talking about."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

......

While Chen Zhou was testing his new abilities, Syracuse's Red Wine Newspaper was also facing its end.

After the Reunion Movement incident, the infected are almost becoming the Terran version of LGBT, the kind of people who can't be touched at all.

In other words, the Red Wine News was not politically sensitive enough, and by coming forward, it happened to become the target of the Terra Times.

In Syracuse, the infected held the banner of the Integration Movement, spread the word and took to the streets, and finally gathered in front of the local Red Wine Newspaper branch.

"Get the rumor mill out of my house!"

"Red Wine Newspaper President nmsl?"

"The infected person is your father, Shakou, open the door if you can!"

Chaka.

Pieces of stones were thrown from downstairs to the second floor, smashing the glass around the Red Wine Newspaper branch into pieces.