Zhang Xiaoqiang had never liked the Japanese, and he did not think that the Japanese had anything to do with him. If it were not for the fact that the Japanese had not yet become a threat to China's military power, he might have regarded the Japanese as his enemy. Because of this, after he landed in Japan, he did not want to gather a group of people to build a base, nor did he want to save all the survivors in Japan. The only reason he helped the Japanese was because of those children who did not know anything. These children still had the idea that one day when he returned to China, he would bring them back with him. Therefore, he did not take the initiative to participate in the killing and hatred between the Japanese.
Whether it was Zuo Tian, Ono, or even Nao Miyamoto, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not treat them as his own people. In his mind, the Japanese were wolves that could not be tamed. That was why he did not hesitate to hand over the thousands of Okamoto survivors to Zuo Tian, and the tens of thousands of survivors and evolvers of Axe Mountain to Ono. It was because he was afraid of trouble, but it was also because he did not agree with the Japanese. He believed that the future of the Japanese had nothing to do with him, and he did not think that he should take responsibility for the Japanese.
Among the Japanese, he was like a spectator watching a 3D movie. He did not intervene, nor did he speak. Apart from accomplishing his own goals, he did not care about the life and death of others. Here, even though he had abilities and skills that were beyond the reach of ordinary people, he was very stingy. He did not attack many times, and every time he did, he would stop. Most of the deaths and injuries were caused by the Japanese themselves, which made him very tolerant of the other Japanese. One could even say that he was indifferent to them. The evolvers of Okamoto colony were killed by him, and it was only because Okamoto killed the Chinese that he started killing.
Under the influence of this strange and entangled mentality, he became not like himself at all. Even though he was very angry at the evolvers of Axe Mountain, he did not kill the executioners. He left everything to the Japanese, which made him more and more inhumane. But when the Japanese caught the Americans and the Russians, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized that he could not stand it anymore.
"Tell Ono that I want all the Russians and Americans to live. No matter what method or reason he uses, these people cannot die."
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to ignore the situation anymore, so he told Naoto Miyamoto his request. Naoto Miyamoto was surprised, but he did not object. He walked up to Ono and whispered something in his ear. Ono suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in surprise. Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at Ono with his fiery eyes. Suddenly, the two of them were in a deadlock. Seeing the ambition in Ono's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt angry. His eyes suddenly became cold. He knew that Ono had started to become complacent. Thousands of evolvers were following his lead, and he did not want to be restricted anymore. Although it was Zhang Xiaoqiang who killed the Axe Mountain, in the chaos, Zhang Xiaoqiang had only used his sword once, and no one had seen it. Even if they had seen it, they would not say it. So Ono thought that he had the ability to compete with Zhang Xiaoqiang.
He was able to follow Zhang Xiaoqiang because of his fluent Mandarin, which made him stand out from the crowd. However, after Ono got the power, he began to resist, which made it difficult for him to make a decision. He should not hesitate to abandon Zhang Xiaoqiang and stand beside Ono, but he was just an ordinary person. His only advantage was that he could speak Chinese. Without Zhang Xiaoqiang, he would still be nothing. Ono relied on thousands of Japanese evolvers, and his only chance was Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Ono, do you want to rebel? If it were not for Master, would you be in your current position?
The evolvers below you are only obeying you temporarily. Once someone rebels, you will be the first to die. You have to think carefully … "Finally, Naoto Miyamoto decided to stand behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. He had to gamble for his future. As an ordinary person, there was no way out. Even if he had a good relationship with Ono, it was just a good relationship. Anyway, it could not get any worse. It was better to gamble with his life.
Naoto Miyamoto's loud rebuke made Ono's face pale. It was also the first time that Zhang Xiaoqiang seriously looked at this flatterer. Naoto Miyamoto had the face of an ordinary Japanese. He looked very ordinary. He was in his early thirties, which made him look calm. From his sharp eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang could see a trace of fear and worry. Obviously, Naoto Miyamoto did not have much confidence in Zhang Xiaoqiang. Maybe if Ono shouted, Miyamoto would kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.
The conflict between Ono and Zhang Xiaoqiang attracted a lot of attention. Miyamoto dared to rebuke Ono, which made many evolvers angry. They glared at Miyamoto. As long as Ono gave the order, they would tear him apart. Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold eyes, Ono finally gave in. He remembered that Zhang Xiaoqiang had walked in and out of millions of zombies as if there was no one there. He also remembered that the American machine guns and cannons of Axe Mountain could do nothing to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Ono did not want to fight with Zhang Xiaoqiang on the spot. He turned to the survivors and shouted, "This is an evolver from China. He is my friend. He made a lot of effort to kill Axe Mountain. So we should respect his decision." Ono used the fact that he had swapped with Zhang Xiaoqiang. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang was 100 times stronger than him, he could not become the leader of Axe Mountain. After all, both Chinese and Americans were outsiders in the eyes of the Japanese. Naoto Miyamoto translated Ono's words to Zhang Xiaoqiang and analyzed Ono's plan. He looked very angry.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and stared at Ono for a while. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and whispered to Naoto Miyamoto, "Tell him that I will deal with all the captives. I will not meddle in Axe Mountain anymore. Give me a sniper rifle and I don't want the rest. From now on, Axe Mountain has nothing to do with me."
Hearing this, Naoto Miyamoto was very anxious. He had turned to Zhang Xiaoqiang because he wanted to rely on Zhang Xiaoqiang's ability to go further.
What if Zhang Xiaoqiang gave in?
What position should he be in?
He wanted to persuade Zhang Xiaoqiang, but under Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold eyes, Naoto Miyamoto did not say anything. He nodded dejectedly and passed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's words to Ono.
"No, the Americans must die. They have caused too many of our casualties. The Russians cannot be touched. They must be used as bargaining chips. You can take the British with you. You should know that the British have also killed many of our people. They are doing this for your sake …"
Ono's bargaining made Zhang Xiao Qiang smile. He did not expect Ono to say that, and he also realized the shamelessness of the Japanese. Last night, Gima and the others were still Ono's comrades. They put aside the differences between nations and nationalities, and with the most basic humanity, they rushed toward the evolvers who outnumbered them by a thousand times. They did not expect that Ono would become the leader of Axe Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he would take the British people as his captives.
Ono said this without any guilt, and most of the British standing in the crowd changed their expressions. Some of them knew Japanese. Hearing Ono's declaration, these British were angry and moved closer to Zhang Xiaoqiang, ready to fight with Zhang Xiaoqiang. Looking at Ono's gloomy face, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly had a strange thought. If Ono had the confidence to deal with him, wouldn't he also become a captive of the Japanese?
Or, in addition to obeying the strong, the Japanese were also complacent?
"Miyamoto … Tell him that I am not in the mood to bargain with him. If he does not do as I say, I do not mind changing the leader of Axe Mountain. If I can kill Axe Mountain, then I can kill him …" Zhang Xiaoqiang was finally angry, and the anger in his heart turned into killing intent that spread around him. Some evolvers who had been hostile to Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly moved to his side, waiting to attack him at any time. Under the washing of this killing intent, these Japanese all felt that their bodies were frozen by an invisible cold air. They could not even move their fingers. They all looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in horror.
"Ono, the master has lost his patience. You did not kill Axe Mountain. If he can kill him, then he can kill you …" Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang had been kind enough to help Ono by giving the credit of killing Axe Mountain to Ono. He did not expect that Ono would bite back at him. If that was the case, then they might as well go against each other. He did not believe that Ono could mobilize all the evolvers to besiege him.
Miyamoto spoke in Japanese, and the survivors and evolvers heard him clearly. Everyone was in an uproar, and the dusk in the sky gradually dissipated, and the morning light shone on the smoky sky. Zhang Xiao Qiang, who was standing behind the light, was finally seen by everyone. When they saw Zhang Xiao Qiang, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. It wasn't because of Zhang Xiao Qiang's burly body that looked scary, but the huge Zhanmadao on his back that made every survivor tremble in fear. Such a weapon only existed in Japanese legends, and when they saw it with their own eyes, they naturally thought that Zhang Xiao Qiang was also a legend. At this time, they started to believe Miyamoto's words. Axe Mountain, who was wearing armor and holding a machine gun, was much stronger than before. Such a strong evolver could not be killed by Ono.
"We want the truth … How did Axe Mountain die …" Miyamoto's detonation of the bomb caused a huge uproar among the crowd below. People began to shout, and the clamor once again engulfed the black smoke rising from the gathering point. For a moment, Ono was sweating profusely. It was Miyamoto's turn to be pleased with himself. However, Zhang Xiao Qiang did not feel the slightest bit of satisfaction. This was because he could see that the gathering point that had just regained its order was beginning to become unstable again.
"The truth is, Axe Mountain is dead … The Russians and the living dead surrounding us have not left yet. You need a leader. I, Ono, am not greedy for power. At this time, if anyone wants to be the leader, I will step aside. Now, please think about it, in this crisis, what do you want …" Ono spoke.
He did not change the topic to Axe Mountain. Instead, he used the hostile forces outside to remind the crowd that now was not the time to investigate the cause of Axe Mountain's death, but to restore order. Ono's move was very clever, and it made Miyamoto speechless. At the same time, it also made the noisy survivors speechless. Zhang Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, gave up the idea of continuing to investigate. Ono was a smart man, but the things he had shown were somewhat contradictory. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not far from him. Was he really not afraid of death?
"Ono, who is in the right and who is in the wrong, I won't say much. Do you agree to my request …" As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his Zhanmadao and stared at Ono with a murderous look. If Ono did not agree, he would not care. When the Zhanmadao was waved in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, most of the evolvers shut their mouths. At this time, Ono gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a look and said loudly, "I admit that Axe Mountain was killed by the Chinese. Now, the Chinese has made his request. Do you agree to it …"
"Sir, I am afraid that something is wrong. Ono is trying to sow discord …" Miyamoto had been paying attention to the situation at the scene. When Ono gave the initiative to the crowd, he became worried. Since ancient times, it was difficult to offend the public. Once Ono's anger was directed at Zhang Xiaoqiang, he was afraid that the first person to die would be his henchman. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Ono for a long time without saying anything. He had never thought of killing him. Just because Ono had followed him into the camp last night, he still owed him a favor. Not wanting to kill him did not mean that he would not kill him. No one had ever dared to do this to him. Zhang Xiaoqiang's murderous intent, which had been extinguished since Zhoushan Island, rose again …
"The Americans and the Russians are not the only people in front of us. They have their own armies and planes behind them. In their eyes, we are just a small gathering place. Personally, I think that we must be careful when dealing with them. The Chinese is willing to take responsibility, so why don't we agree to it?
After we hand the people over to them, they will have nothing to do with us. What do you think? "
No one was stronger than Axe Mountain just for themselves. Zhang Xiaoqiang's Zhanmadao was a deterrent to them. No one agreed with Ono's proposal, and in silence, the initiative was back in Ono's hands. Ono changed the topic and told Zhang Xiaoqiang what Ono had said before. Zhang Xiaoqiang would not stay here to help him suppress the opposition. After Zhang Xiaoqiang left, he would have to rely on himself. Therefore, the cornerstone of his rule was not Zhang Xiaoqiang, but the evolutionaries below him. After the Totem of Axe Mountain, the Busan gathering place no longer needed power and dictatorship. If he wanted to achieve Zhang Xiaoqiang's goal, he could not do so by ordering people. Even if he could suppress the opposition now, there would be consequences in the future. After all, there would not be a second Zhang Xiaoqiang to help him. Therefore, he had to learn how to guide the public opinion and use the majority to achieve his goal. This was also the reason why he had to break with Zhang Xiaoqiang. It was not that he wanted to rebel. Zhang Xiaoqiang could kill Axe Mountain, so he could also kill him. But in order to achieve Zhang Xiaoqiang's goal, he had to break away from Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the eyes of others, he was not a puppet of the Chinese.