"Hurry up and take care of the body. There's a drain right beside it. Whatever you do, don't let the blood get into the sewers, or we'll have a huge problem."
Seeing some young punk ordering them around, one of the dozen or so soldiers immediately tried to send Chen Hao away. "Who are you? You don't belong here. Get moving."
Chen Hao wasn't angry. He merely shook his head helplessly and ignored them. With a slight twitch of his fingertip, the body bag beside him seemed to come alive, wrapping itself around the infected man.
The dozen or so soldiers were dumbstruck at the sight, but they soon realized who Chen Hao was. "You're a Qi Refiner!"
As the T-Virus spread across the globe, more and more Qi Refiners, who had originally kept themselves hidden from ordinary people, began appearing in the everyday world to protect themselves and survive.
Huaxia was no exception, so when they saw Chen Hao's extraordinary ability, they naturally guessed his identity right away.
Chen Hao wasn't surprised either. Once he had secured the body bag, he said, "Hurry up and clean up the scene. I'll go check somewhere else."
Just as Chen Hao turned to leave, one soldier suddenly raised his gun and aimed it at him. "Stop right there."
Chen Hao naturally noticed the hostility. He glanced back coldly. "What do you want?"
This soldier was clearly the squad leader. The moment he raised his gun, the dozen or so soldiers beside him raised theirs too.
"Nothing much. I just want you to do us a favor," the soldier said.
Chen Hao gave a cold laugh. "Who taught you to ask for a favor like this?"
The soldier naturally heard the sarcasm in Chen Hao's words. "Cut the crap. The country is in