Chapter Ninety-Three: Fierce and Evil
Russia.
President Pu King made an urgent call to Obama. Don't be in a hurry, the watermelon will roll to Russia soon.
"Stop your little prodigy! Hurry up! Come on! ā
There was no diplomatic language in Pu Jing's words, and he was so anxious that he even ignored diplomatic etiquette.
On the other end of the phone, Obama didn't even blame Pu King. He is also anxious, it can be said that he is more anxious than all the leaders.
Because the United States has taken the blame again, this pot is bigger than ever, and this time it is the whole world that has been offended!
Woo woo, woo woo, I want to cry too.
Is there a more miserable president in the history of the United States than me? Have it?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pu King. We're figuring out a way, we're figuring out a way......"
Miss your sister, what kind of bullshit can you come up with?
Pu Jing suddenly changed his words: "What is the little prodigy doing now?" ā
"Eat watermelon in the hospital!"
Burst! Burst! Burst!
The Iron-Blooded Emperor finally couldn't bear the blow, and blood was spilled on the spot......
Far East China. Ministry of Information Industry.
The whole department, from top to bottom, from the minister to the clerk, everyone panicked. Because China's network is under the jurisdiction of their department.
Mr. Minister was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and asked the elites of the department in a loud voice:
"Is there a way to stop it? Do you have? ā
However, hearing this, all the elites were silent and did not say a word.
Are you kidding? Even so many countries on the North American continent and the European continent can't stop it, can we stop it? With that technology, why are we still staying here and getting paid?
Seeing the silence of his subordinates, Mr. Minister became even more anxious.
"What if the whole country goes off for 1 minute?" A clerk had the audacity to build yƬ road.
When the sound fell, everyone in the entire department was in an uproar.
"No! Absolutely not! ā
"It's so simple to cut off the national network, and it is absolutely impossible to do it in half an hour. It takes at least 1 hour to cut off and then restart. How much damage will this come and go to our country's economy for such a long time? Who is responsible?! ā
"And!" At this time, an Internet elite stood up, "According to our estimates, even if the network is cut off, it may not be blocked!" Unless there is a nationwide power outage! ā
As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped in unison.
Power? Power outages across the country?! 9.6 million square kilometers of land are completely without electricity?
Is this more strict than the disconnection, who is responsible? Who can afford it?
No one can afford it!
"What then?" "yes, what are we going to do? It's only 10 minutes to Asia! āā¦ā¦
Everyone looked anxiously at the minister.
Feeling the gaze of the crowd, Mr. Minister was silent, silent, silent......
"Minister, it's only 8 minutes!"
"Minister, it's only 7 minutes!"
At this time, the minister rubbed his face depressedly, looking extremely helpless: "Let's resist for 10 seconds!" It's like watching a 10-second watermelon cartoon. ā
Hearing the minister's final decision, everyone smiled bitterly.
Yes, watching 10 seconds of "rolling watermelon" is better than disconnecting the network and power!
"Inform all radio stations to insert this news immediately, so that the people do not panic."
"Yes!"
With the issuance of this executive order, China Central Radio immediately inserted an emergency notice:
"Here TV, in 5 minutes, a crying watermelon will roll into our country. Please don't panic everywhere, it's just a child's missing person revelation that will only last 10 seconds, only 10 seconds. ā
Missing person revelation?
Seeing this notice, the people laughed.
666, this missing person revelation is really awesome, it is actually sent to the whole world, and it cannot be refused.
If such technology is used to find missing persons, criminals, or whatever, then who can hide it?
Five minutes later, the eyed watermelon finally rolled into Far Eastern China.
At this moment, the 9.6 million square kilometers of land resounded with immature cries.
"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo...... Sister Alice, I miss you so much, where are you, woo woo woo...... Woowoo woo ......"
The cry is so miserable, so sad, as if it is a lonely child, walking in the world looking for his relatives.
More than 1 billion Chinese people watched this scene speechlessly, and it was a tragedy in their hearts.
Isn't Alice in Boston? What the hell are you crying when you come to China? However, if you can find a Chinese sister, then you are welcome to cry at any time.
Ha ha!
After a short time, China's watermelons rolled to North Korea, South Korea, and Japan......
North Korea exclaimed: "The evil conspiracy of the US imperialism has come!" ā
South Korea exclaimed: "Watermelons are Koreans!" ā
Japan exclaimed: "Yamai butterfly! Yamai Butterfly! ā
The watermelon then entered the Pacific Ocean and landed in Canada......
The White House, which monitored the situation, panicked, really panicked.
Because Canada is next door to the United States, this watermelon has made the whole earth cry for a while, won't it be another round of crying?
Oh my God, help, help!
The American people in the states were furious, and the public phone in the White House was almost blown up, and all the calls were angrily scolding Obama.
Why, Watermelon wants to find Sister Alice, why are you blocking it? When you hinder you, we will suffer with us.
Whose child doesn't cry endlessly, this has to keep crying, and we can't go to work anymore? Still making money?
Not only that, but heads of government around the world have called Obama.
I hope that the United States can treat this matter rationally and not let everyone listen to watermelons cry every day.
At these calls, Obama's head was bigger.
"Heads of state, we, the White House, are dealing with it, it's being processed!"
Dispose? How to deal with it?
Washington. St. Anthony's Hospital.
Morton was discussing a solution with several agents at the staircase of the hospital.
"You, yes! It's you! Morton pointed to a fierce-looking subordinate and said, "Later, you will pretend to be fierce and vicious, scare the little one, and make him take back the 'crying watermelon' immediately." ā
Hearing this, the subordinate hurriedly shook his head: "Boss, I can't do it." I've always been kind and can't pretend to be evil. ā
, you're the most vicious of all of us, and you're suing us now, you're very kind?!
"It's an order!"
"Then I'll resign!"
The subordinate took off his FBI badge, then pulled out his pistol and handed it to Moulton......
What is this called? I've always led you into this business, and now that I'm in trouble, you're going to back down?
This subordinate Nuo said: "Head, you can tell me to kill people and set fires." But I really can't do that. Why don't you change someone? ā
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Moulton's gaze began to look at the other agents, and as far as the eye could see, all of them looked down at the ground as if flowers had bloomed on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Morton was depressed and speechless.
And his men were just as depressed.
Nima, tell us to pretend to be wicked and scare that little one. Are you kidding? You don't know what nicknames he has: "Cyber Nuclear Weapon", "Cyber God", "Diablo", "Capital God", ......
Please, we're just ordinary mortals, how dare we scare him?
Boss, please let go, please let go!