Chapter 490: The Great Interview of Horror (5)

2 hours later, when Huang Xuan came back again, some people came up with a plan, and some people didn't.

Gao Zihao and Zhao Tu said to Huang Xuan helplessly: "They are not very happy to communicate with us. ”

"You talked to them?" Huang Xuan asked Zhao Tudao.

"When...... Of course. Zhao Tu said in a sneering manner.

Huang Xuan had an unbearable expression, and scared him: "Oh, you are so bold, did you say your name, do you know how they kill people?" ”

Zhao Tu looked at Gao Zihao at a loss, and then the two of them were at a loss.

"I'll just say it." Huang Xuan suddenly laughed, took the lead in sitting behind the long table covered with a red blanket, and said loudly, "Now, you can start explaining your plan, according to your description." ”

Huang Xuan pointed to the document in his hand, he asked for the written content, first of all, to ensure the accuracy of the content, and at the same time to let everyone have enough time to think, and most importantly, not because the person in front said a certain problem, and the person behind gave up, every attack plan should be carefully crafted and different - bombings and bombings should be different, most terrorist attacks are explosions.

As for why you don't see it yourself, the only reason is laziness.

The cold field that is almost habitual "sex" reappears.

Huang Xuan stretched out his finger and said, "This gentleman, report your name." ”

He was spotted by a stout black man. This guy looked at Huang Xuan angrily, but he didn't say a word.

"Hmm......" Huang Xuan opened the energy screen and glanced at it, "Rwandan Liberation Army? Oh, the name translates to, you're racist? Have a plan? Don't think about solving the problem with grenades and AK47s. ”

Dahan still didn't speak.

Huang Xuan shrugged and said, "Okay, whatever you want, since you didn't put forward a plan to build 'sex', I don't expect much from you, plus I need to kill chickens to ......show monkeys, I'm sorry." ”

His index finger is bent downward. Lightning fell from heaven, like Jesus was born.

The Rwandan big man naturally hung up.

"Xiaohe, clean up the corpse." Huang Xuan had faced many corpses before, and almost every time he traveled through time and space allowed him to see different corpses, and a corpse that had been burned by lightning was just a pediatric.

This kind of death is very cruel, but it is definitely not the most cruel, even Aum Shinrikyo Shangyou Shi Hao just looked at the ground in front of him with an expressionless face.

Huang Xuan felt a slight sense of powerlessness, if people were not afraid of death, his fear could really be a lot. Of course, he never believes that the head of a terrorist organization must not be afraid of death, but the problem is that he cannot distinguish between those who are afraid of death and those who are not afraid of death.

While he was silent, Jane Garani from the Philippines broke the situation and said, "Mr. Huang, I offer a plan, will you promise to provide us with support and keep it confidential for us?" ”

"Of course." Huang Xuan said happily: "You can even ask for other irrelevant people to be killed to protect your secret, but your organization is in the Philippines, right?" How did Abu Sayyaf complete the plan? ”

"I can offer someone else's to you. Isn't it really creativity that you want? Let someone else do it. ”

Huang Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's hear it." ”

"How about blowing up the Golden Gate Bridge, one of America's most famous buildings."

"Oh, the Golden Gate Bridge is beautiful, you want to blow him up?" Huang Xuan really looked like an interview boss, holding a pen in his hand, and casually scratched on the table: "Why? ”

Jane Garani had a scar on his face, and he twitched his cheek to make it more striking: "Everybody here knows that Americans are afraid of terrorist attacks, they are afraid of car bombs, they are afraid of human bombs, not to mention anthrax, dirty bombs and whatever. But since 911, Americans have almost no bombs, is it that bombs are too rare in the world? Or Mr. Terrorist, who ran out of bombs around the world at once. I think it's more likely that the reason is the cover-up of the Americans, right? ”

"So ......," Huang Xuan answered.

"The Americans can cover up a riot on a street corner, a physical attack, a parcel bomb, they can cover up a few people killed, but they can't stop the Golden Gate Bridge from disappearing, and once we blow up the Golden Gate Bridge, people will be afraid." If we blow up the Golden Gate and the Americans always claim to be safe bridges, it means that there is nothing safe for the United States......"

"Not really." Antesa suddenly objected: "After 911, people once thought that the United States could be easily attacked, and Americans were terrified, but now? Without a large-scale attack, if you blow up Kinmen, of course, the Americans will be afraid, but it seems to be not so closely related to Mr. Huang's plan. ”

Huang Xuan said with interest: "What do you say, Spaniard? ”

Ignoring his new nickname, Antesa pouted his chin like a nervous professor, "The Americans will blame their 'government', their 'government' will look for the murderer, of course they will mobilize all their strength, but Mr. Huang, judging from your description, since you can find Mr. Terror Boss...... he stretched out his finger and said: "Then your so-called mysterious organization should be hidden deeper, when the Americans have not found it for a long time, they will take it for granted to find a scapegoat, Any terrorist organization, or simply blame al-Qaeda. ”

Huang Xuan raised his neck and said: "To be precise, in fact, I just want the US 'government' to do its best in a short period of time, and I don't have much time to waste." ”

Jane Garani snorted triumphantly, he was actually just thinking about it casually, and he didn't think deeply.

Antesa said loudly: "What if the Americans directly found a scapegoat? ”

He looked at Huang Xuan and said: "If we blow up the bridge at night, maybe the next morning, poor Bush will declare that this is still done by the terrorist leader, maybe he did it, and your plan will not be realized." ”

"What do you think?"

"I'm against it." Antesa nodded, raised his hands and laughed: "I am an opponent, I only raise objections, and I do not guarantee amendments." ”

"OK, in my rules, allow the appearance of opponents, you follow the rules, so you can survive." Huang Xuan nodded and said, "In my impression, you were arrested by the Spanish 'government'?" ”

"That's right."

"Where do you want to go when it's all over?"

"How about a makeover, going to Russia? I'm going to love it there, little Russian girl. I miss it. Antesa said, licking her lips.

Huang Xuan grinned and said, "You are really disgusting, but disgusting does not violate the rules, you will get what you deserve." ”

He took his eyes off Anderson's face and said, "Next, who has any ideas for building 'sex'?" Mr. Jane Garani, you can renew your opinion, but I don't want to hear anything like that, or anything else that is a waste of my time. ”

Huang Xuan said and looked at Zhang Si, who nodded slightly, indicating that what Jane Garani said was indeed ready.

Jane Galani shrugged and didn't comment on what Huang Xuan had done.

At this time, Huang Xuan's previous time and space travel experience helped him a lot. Huang Xuan, who has been accustomed to the superior, has taken advantage of the strength of the "chairman" to perform the "position" quite wonderfully, he has set rules for everyone, a vague, but understandable rule, a rule that is beneficial to himself, as more lightning, more corpses, more promises, and more facts appear, many people are willing to give their opinions.

Among them, the reason that affects everyone the most is the appearance of the magical ability of the base. Terrorists were the first to come into contact with advanced technologies and the first to understand them, and they have been since the 70s, and they are no exception today. When the modern family business came into being, when most families in Italy were still "confused", the mafia took the lead in starting their corporate reform revolution; When the world discussed the use of depleted uranium munitions, terrorists used dirty munitions without hesitation; While doctors are struggling with whether or not to perform organ transplants, organizations have created a black market for organs worth tens of billions of dollars; At a time when countries around the world are struggling with funding for biochemical labs, anthrax has become a symbol on the American mail.

When Huang Xuan showed his ability again and again, when relevant images from all over the world began to appear on the energy screen, and when everyone recalled Huang Xuan's promise, the scene gradually became hot.

It's like a hot job fair. More than 100 people applied, and only a few will be admitted, but the process is absolutely exciting.

Constant Opinions: "Attack on New York's Subway System ......"

"Contaminating their drinking water supply ......"

More radicals shouted: "Blow up the airport and the port ......"

Many people think the White House is a good choice, and Zawahori is a staunch supporter. He called it a counterattack by the Islamic world......

However, there are countless objections: "The effect is not outstanding enough." ”

"May not be recognized as a terrorist attack."

"The range is too wide, and it reduces the efficiency of the Americans."

The last opinion is also what Huang Xuan emphasized, if it really reduces the Americans' ability to fight, the ability to search for information, and even the area is so wide that they think that they have suffered a full-scale attack, and then enter a state of war. So where do they have the energy to find the Spies?

Huang Xuan felt that such a plan was not so much about accomplishing his own goals as it was about venting his anger without a purpose. It would be better to simply discuss it with the President of the United States – although the CIA may not necessarily heed Mr. President's orders in the first place.

Just when everyone's passion was about to be exhausted, the slow and aging terror leader, supported by a bodyguard, slowly stood up and said, "I have an idea. ”

Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on the terror leader.