Chapter 123: Fate 4

In the distant North America, in the White House of the United States, in a large, heavily guarded conference room, the heavy-armed special forces have surrounded the area into iron buckets, and not even a fly can fly in, while the political participants and big capitalists sit silently around the long table, their faces solemn.

The space in front of everyone condensed a light curtain, and in the high-end scientific and technological level of the United States, a clear and coherent picture was played in front of everyone's eyes.

"This is the satellite footage that Chris sent back to the White House eighteen hours ago." An old man in his sixties gently turned the diamond ring on his ring finger, and there was a touch of coldness in his voice, "Huaxia's supernatural person, at the age of thirteen, is still a girl, and has reached the point where he is not afraid of aliens. It only takes her one afternoon to dispose of thousands of aliens, and this kind of combat-type talent, our American imperialism does not have it, and even one will not appear in a hundred years. ā€

The battle on the light screen was abruptly interrupted at the moment of entering the climax, and all the pictures turned into blue screens, which made many people frown.

"The picture is out of order, it should be that the quality of Australia's satellites is not very good." The old man leaned on the graceful and comfortable leather chair and slid down a small section, stretched out his thin hand and elegantly picked up the goblet on the table, and tasted the whisky that was extremely precious in the last days, "But, the strength of this Chinese girl is obvious to all, tell me what you think." ā€

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, and in the end, it was the white president who had not been in office for a few years that the US imperialists had spoken: "With Criss's means, how sure are you of taking her?" ā€

Meaning...... Want to gather this Chinese talent?

Everyone in the conference room immediately received the signal, and a small number of people turned to the president. But most people still choose to wait and see. Although the president of the United States is not satisfied with this state of affairs, he cannot say anything against it.

In the United States, a country where capitalists control a lot of resources, the weight of a person's words depends on his status.

"Zero." The old man smiled sarcastically. Immediately afterwards, the picture on the light curtain flipped and suddenly switched to the city map of Mikasala, Australia, "According to the latest news from the U.S. Army, Chris had murderous intent against her, but as a result, not only the team she led was destroyed. Even he himself almost took his life. ā€

"Impossible!" The president's pupils narrowed, and he clearly didn't believe it, "Chris's ability ......"

"Chris's ability is special. We all know that. The old man picked up the cane he was leaning on and knocked on the corner of the table, and the large stone set on it emitted a burst of brilliant brilliance, forcing the president to roll into his throat and swallow back into his stomach again, "But even the most special Chris. Also went to Half-Life. You know. Does this mean anything? ā€

This means that the rest of the abilities who are not special will only die when they encounter the same situation as Chris. In other words, being hostile to a Chinese girl will not end well. ā€

The whiskey in the goblet is slowly bottoming out, and those who are familiar with the old man know very well that when the old man thinks deeply, the speed of drinking will also speed up a lot.

"That girl is a hazmat. There should be no possibility of cooperation between her and Chriss. The old man took the last sip of wine, squinted his eyes and said. It is said that on the first day she arrived in Australia, she killed more than 100 of our people; It is said that she is strong enough to destroy the city in one blow; It is said that she is also accompanied by a tough teenager and a logistics ...... with healing powers There is also the Strong Week of Kyoto, China. ā€

"They...... Led by her! The last sentence of the concluding sentence was said by the old man with great certainty.

And it was the effect of this final word that made everyone in the conference room fall into a moment of dead silence.

"That is to say, it is also very troublesome to kill her." A middle-aged woman dressed in rigid clothes suddenly spoke, her delicately trimmed nails touching the light screen, "Is Mikasala's current scene what she looked like after being destroyed by her?" ā€

Everyone's eyes were focused on the vast and endless ruined place, and even through the light screen, it seemed that they could feel the decay and killing intent rushing across the battlefield. Razed cities, charred piles of corpses, dead and desolate deserts, and even silent land......

"It's hard to imagine alone." The President of the United States said slowly, and after a while, he suddenly realized, "This person can't stay." ā€

"Hmm." The old man replied softly, put down the goblet in his hand, and his eyes were full of treacherous brilliance, "Yes, I can't keep it." If, watching her slaughter a small town of aliens makes me think that I must rein her in her, then, after seeing her power to destroy a city, I must kill her by all means! ā€

"It's too powerful, we can't stop it, and the world can't stop it!" The old man quickly filled himself with a glass of whiskey, and immediately took a big sip, "She will eventually become king in Huaxia, and all she needs is time." When the time comes, the hegemonic footsteps of US imperialism will be stopped, at least, we will not be able to grasp the evil ghost of Russia if we can't get past China! ā€

"Japan was unreliable, and it collapsed in a few days. The cultural relics and women brought by the right-wing forces can only be played with, and they are not of much value. The old man muttered, "It's a pity...... This kind of combative talent...... No, I can't feel sorry...... Even if she stays in the United States, she will go out......"

The old man's voice gradually became low, and the huge conference room was quiet, waiting for the big capitalist to speak for the last time, but no one knew that the face of the American president had become very ugly.

"Just do as Chris says!" The old man poured another sip of wine, his face was already slightly drunk, "Send the video to Huaxia Kyoto." Hehehe, I'm really looking forward to the high-level of Huaxia because of suspicion and jealousy...... And, to strangle their best hope in the cradle! ā€

All that remained in the conference room was the old man's suspicious laughter and the exchange of glances between the evil spirits.

At the other end, across the Pacific Ocean in China, Hunan Province, Phoenix Ancient City Area, "Changhong" Base, Research Department.

"What for! Let go! The woman took Du Mukai and stepped back, stretching out her arm to frantically remove all the needles, "Get out!" What do you want to do to my brother! I said he doesn't draw blood! You don't have the right to do that! ā€

"This young lady, please cooperate with our work, it is a clear clause for each of the strangers to deliver 200cc of blood to the base, if you don't know each other again, you're welcome!"

The researcher had already taken out an anesthetic needle and began to gesticulate, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Fuck off! your miss, your whole family is a miss! The woman couldn't believe that she was just going back to the country to find her lost family, but she didn't want to encounter such a bad thing, "What kind of bullshit is this?" Is it okay not to see my brother who is thin? Go away! Otherwise, you're welcome! ā€

"Oh? You're welcome to us? The researcher sneered, "You're a civilian, it's already a great gift to let you in, so what about taking your brother's blood, even if we slice him, what can you do?" ā€

What can you do? What can you do......

It's a hierarchical base, where the jungle eats the jungle, and the civilians are comparable to ants.

The woman hugged Du Mukai, who was faintly in a state of explosion, and stepped back, trying her best to appease his feelings, while saying vigilantly: "There are always exceptions to everything, you advise you not to come again, this consequence is not something you can afford!" ā€

It's a pity that what answered her was a fast-shooting anesthetic needle!

In order to prevent the anomalous from going on a rampage and injuring the researchers, anyone who enters the real yĆ n chamber is basically given a shot of anesthesia.

According to the convention, the person who enters the city draws 200cc, while the average person contributes 800cc. The blood supply demand of the "Changhong" base is also great and mandatory, and as a group of blood cattle, it is a civilian who is powerless.

For the high-level, the only thing that is valuable at the moment is Du Mukai, and as for the woman who claims to be "sister", it doesn't matter if she smokes it clean.

The child will know something, and when his relatives die, he will make up for one to brainwash him, so that it will be more convenient for the higher-ups to grasp these newborn abilities.

Everyone knows these unspoken rules in the gutter, and they also have such intentions to deal with those who enter the city to ensure their own interests.

However, the researchers would never have imagined that no matter how deeply their killing intent was hidden, if they were placed in the eyes of high-end zombie species, there would be nothing to hide.

Du Mukai's eyes flashed with a treacherous red glow, and the second the anesthetic needle pierced him, he instantly went wild!

"Whew-"

The huge bone wings suddenly opened up in the narrow real room, and directly crushed the sturdy anesthetic needle, stretched out the sharp bone spurs with lightning speed, and pierced the bodies of the seven researchers in the blink of an eye, as quickly as cutting tofu, without even giving them a chance to scream, and immediately crushed into pieces.

"Ahhh

Du Mukai slowly tightened his blood-dripping bone wings, and hugged the woman's neck with both hands: "I killed someone." ā€

"Hmm......" The woman hugged him back with a pale face, although she had seen his bone wings piercing the body of a zombie more than once, but she really couldn't ignore the living human in front of her, "Xiao Kai...... When this kind of thing happens in the future, take them ...... Serious injuries are fine, and they don't need to be killed. ā€

He should be able to grasp this degree of serious injury, right?

"Kill." Du Mukai coldly retorted, "Only by killing, will you be obedient." ā€

"Xiao Kai!" The woman couldn't help but raise her voice a little, and her whole body was trembling, "You will be my brother...... So, don't belittle life, okay? Sister begs you, okay? ā€

[Xiao Kai, come here! Come to the fat brother! Please, come here! 怑

Suddenly, the lanes, figures, and faults that appeared in his mind appeared in front of him again, and the woman's anxious eyebrows and eyes slowly overlapped with the person she had been, making Du Mukai stunned and slightly stunned.

"Good...... I'll come ......," he replied in a daze. (To be continued......)

ps: Thank you [Ye Caicai] for the peace charm! Thank you for your support of this book! (恄 Ģ„3 Ģ„)いいいいいいい��