The moment the embassy was hit by a "missile", the streets of Venice were completely boiling. The entire embassy www.biquge.info had a corner cut off, revealing the steel bars in the concrete. The splashes of cement even smashed on the armored car at the street entrance, which shows the strength of its impact.

The American soldier leaning on the back of the armored car poked his head out, looked at the messy embassy, and couldn't help but speak.

"WTF?

"Missiles, or something?"

"It's not like ...... Do you ever feel like a person with something that just fell?"

If it weren't for the desperate efforts of the police, the reporters would have rushed into the embassy immediately. They were desperate to know what had just hit the embassy, and they had reason to believe that the audience waiting in front of the television was also eager to know that.

SWAT leaned against the door of the embassy, his automatic rifle loaded, and just waited for the commander to give him an order, and rushed in to teach them a lesson about the terrorists who had beaten them in disgrace. However, in the face of his subordinates' ready report, Los Angeles Sheriff Michael William was quite hesitant.

He has not yet received a mandate from the White House.

Or rather, the White House has not yet received a mandate from the new country.

Lawrence leaned against the street lamp and put his phone to his ear, and this was already his tenth call. Half of them are from the White House, and half are from Congress and the FBI General Directorate. Everyone wants to know what really happened, what exactly hit the embassy, and are the people inside the embassy still alive?

And......

Did war break out?

Lawrence saw with his peripheral vision that the people gathered outside the cordon had no awareness of the seriousness of the situation. Many people are busy uploading the photos they have captured to Twitter or Facebook, sharing their shock at the moment.

"I swear! I saw it just now! It's not a missile, it's a man! No, it's Iron Man! Jesus is on top, it's crazy!"

“…… Do superheroes really exist?"

"Why haven't our police moved yet? What are they waiting for!"

Lawrence withdrew his gaze, sighed, and set his gaze on the half-collapsed embassy while praying in his heart.

Don't be fine......

……

With green smoke coming from the muzzle of the gun, Jiang Chen put away the tactical rifle in his hand and disarmed the power armor on his body at the same time.

Having already asked for the information he wanted, Jiang Chen naturally had no need to let Kamut Rothschild live. As a side line of the Rothschild family, he is separated by more than three generations of Carmen by blood, and has no value enough to be used as a bargaining chip.

As a gatekeeper, he knew far more than Jiang Chen imagined.

Every time the Freemasonry 33 members held a secret meeting, he, as the gatekeeper, would stand at the door of the conference room. Although he did not bother to listen to the content of the meeting, he was very clear about the list of Freemasonry 33 members and the place of the meeting.

Taking out the satellite phone, Jiang Chen put the rifle aside, sat on the sofa, and dialed Aisha's phone.

"Are you alright?"

Aisha's voice was a little anxious and flustered.

Hearing that familiar voice, Jiang Chen smiled with relief.

"I'm fine. The crisis at the embassy has been resolved, and I have found a lot of interesting information from the gatekeepers. ”

Aisha breathed a sigh of relief and whispered a little complaining.

"Next time...... Don't do that. ”

"Don't worry, I know what to do. Jiang Chen said absentmindedly, leaned on the cushions of the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and continued, "The rest of the work is to sweep the tail, I need you to send additional personnel to Europe, it's time to make a decision." ”

Aisha closed her eyes slightly and said seriously, "Leave it to me." ”

"Also, give Zhang Yaping a squeak, I need the new government to put pressure on the U.S. government. I happen to have an interesting confession that happened to belong to a CIA agent. Jiang Chen grinned, "This will become a breakthrough for us to blackmail the White House." ”

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen stretched and looked at Zhu Yu who was lying on another sofa.

The Beta-4 drone had simply stopped the bleeding and bandaged her wounds, and hovered next to her after completing its mission. Jiang Chen summoned the drone back through the holographic screen, reached out and threw it back into the storage space.

The drone downstairs was still hovering at the door of the hostage room, but there were no mercenaries alive in the entire villa. That set of power armor will definitely not be able to hide from everyone's eyes, and presumably many rescued embassy staff will be puzzled by this later. And why you are not in the embassy, these are secrets that need to be kept.

Although there are a lot of troubles, Jiang Chen believes that Xia Shiyu will definitely think of a solution for himself.

After dealing with the aftermath, when the outside world was alarmed by the situation in the embassy, Jiang Chen talked to the White House on the phone.

After the phone was connected, Jiang Chen unceremoniously snatched the lead, and spoke in a calm and angry tone.

"Mrs. Clinton, I need an explanation for this attack. ”

"I am really sorry for what happened to you and the staff of your embassy, Mr. Jiang Chen. I understand your anger and pain, but believe me, we are also victims of terrorism. A total of 40 Americans, both police officers and ordinary citizens, died in the attack. They may be the father of a child, or they may be the husband of a wife—"

Although the tone is quite sincere, this attitude of putting himself in the position of the victim is undoubtedly leaving all responsibility aside. Should I say that she is worthy of being a former secretary of state? On foreign affairs, Hillary Clinton is undoubtedly a difficult opponent.

However, Jiang Chen interrupted her mercilessly.

"Do you want to listen to a recording first?" Jiang Chen grinned.

Hillary was slightly stunned, not understanding what Jiang Chen meant.

"I'll just let you agree. Leaving these words, Jiang Chen turned on the holographic screen of his watch and played the recording that Bernice had obtained through the torture of the truth elixir.

……

(Wind)

Ghost Agent: "What are you doing here?"

Stephen: "Just in case. ”

Ghost Agent: "What do you mean just in case?"

Stephen: "Literally...... If he comes, I'll kill him. If he doesn't come, then the operation fails......"

Ghost Agent: "Who is he?" ”

Stephen: "Your boss, Jiang Chen. ”

……

Halfway through the recording, Jiang Chen noticed that the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone had almost frozen. It wasn't until half a minute after he turned off the recording that not a word came out on the other end of the phone.

The CIA's alleged murder of invited foreign dignitaries, and even the collusion of terrorists, would not only destroy the diplomatic credibility of the United States for decades, but would even shake the foundations of the current federal government. If the Republican Party attacks on this, the Clinton administration could become the shortest-serving US president in a century.

As Jiang Chen expected, this was a heavy enough chip.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, Jiang Chen leaned back on the sofa, patiently waiting for Hillary's reply.

"If you don't remember the name Stephen, I can give you a proper reminder. He is the head of the CIA's secret services and is part of the Ukraine Action Group. And now, his people are in our hands. ”

After a long silence, Hillary stopped going around in circles and spoke.

"Just say what you want. (To be continued.) )