Chapter 777: Then declare war

The morning in America was sensational.

Basically, the names of those organizations that often appear in various film and television works have come out.

Underneath the Statue of Liberty, the bloody corpse was found in the morning.

At the same time, it was discovered that the pair of wizards were in the mobile unit.

They were held on suspicion of the murder of a high-ranking official.

After extracting evidence and comparing the footprints behind it, it can basically be confirmed that it is this group of people.

Strangely enough, they don't know...

Whether it's a lie detector or a truth spitter, the results are the same.

The head of the FBI is investigating the incident that could cause a sensation in the United States.

"All of these people's information has been expunged."

The agent stared at the people whose identities were mysterious, and said, "Enter the system to check, these people have been eliminated by the highest authority."

"Supreme authority?" The person in charge paused.

The agent continued, "Francis."

It turned out to be eliminated by the deceased himself?

This made the person in charge look solemn, and the case became more and more confusing.

The worst part is that they don't have enough authority to investigate what is going on.

It is likely that this is a unit secretly formed by the government.

However, for unknown reasons, they appeared at the first scene of the minister's death, and have no memory of these events.

"Sir," the female agent said briskly, whispering in the ear of the person in charge, "the President wants to see you."

The person in charge looked pale, and this matter became even more tricky.

This is the death of a major minister, and the party and government behind it will not stop.

This huge pressure made the person in charge can't help but exclaim hell.

And as hellish as he was Yuri Orlov, who was supposed to be playing on the golf course and talking about business.

Ollov's business is getting bigger and bigger, and he has even gone to the warlords' turf in Africa to earn diamonds.

The days can be said to be wind and water.

He hadn't forgotten McCroft's warning, but he hadn't thought that his backer would fall so quickly.

And the way it collapsed was so straightforward.

This made Orloff just want to order a cigar to cool down.

His hands trembled as he looked at his swinging collaborator there.

Fortunately, he changed lines in time, otherwise he would have been on the way to liquidation by now.

The problem is that now there is a problem with their own supply.

It is necessary to connect the supply as soon as possible.

War is the most lucrative business in the world, and if it's not for money, who would go desperately?

The former big brother has a lot of weapons stocks in the country there because of the disintegration.

That's where my first big business started, and I think I can continue to do that.

"I need to go out and hide for a while."

The more he thought about it, the more unsafe he felt, so he left first to avoid the limelight.

Wait until this is completely over and come back.

Anyway, he has no shortage of mansions all over the world, so he should go out for a tour.

Determined, he got up and thought of something.

He pulled out his phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Watson, are you interested in traveling?"

"Where?"

"Didn't you open a shop in Sokovia last time, how about we go there?"

"Of course, it's our man's party, you know."

"I'll have my plane pick you up."

The phone hangs up.

Orlov can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"With this underground president together, even if someone wants to touch me, I need to weigh it."

He praised his wit, he heard that there was a group of *** in Sokovia who were ready to attack, maybe it was okay

When talking about a business, I am really witty.

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"Our minister has been dead under the Statue of Liberty for more than twelve hours, you tell me, and only now found out?"

The president's forehead was beating, and the head of the FBI opposite was sweating.

"They don't have any record of leaving Washington," the official dutifully said, "and the aviation shows that there is no record of the minister's private jet coming."

Even if it's flying, there should be a trace.

And these people don't know anything, and they don't even know that the minister is dead.

And it is also a secret unit created by the minister.

Everything is too strange.

"The minister gave an order yesterday to lock down an area of New York," the head said in a deep voice, "and I suspect that his death has something to do with it."

The president listened, and his face was not good-looking.

Now this matter is pressed as much as possible, the impact is too great, and if it is released, it will inevitably occupy the headlines.

And he knew that yesterday's minister was about to negotiate with the wizard.

With the minister's character, I am afraid that the negotiations will be fake, and the arrest of talents will be true.

"We need to suppress the impact of this as soon as possible."

The president spoke, and he pointedly said, "The sooner it is resolved, the better."

The person in charge, I'm looking for someone to carry this matter.

It was strange to him, as if the president was shy about it.

And the person in charge went back, and under their active investigation, finally discovered what the minister was hiding.

The mission, codenamed 'The Rat Catcher,' fell into the eye.

It's just that the message is limited to that.

There's more to it than they can know.

"I'm afraid the only one who can know is the president."

The person in charge sensed that something was wrong, could it be that the president was also involved in this matter?

And the date of its creation, as well as eyewitnesses who say that the blockade area, has a large number of people going to deploy.

This becomes suspicious.

...

The president's face was gloomy.

He asked the minister to settle the wizard's affairs on his own, but he didn't want to involve himself.

But now it's good, it's getting uproar, and the minister is still dead.

The guy also crossed himself to carry out the plan without permission, causing the people from those troops to never appear again.

"The plan failed?"

The president pondered, "The wizards who negotiated are gone, and the death of the minister has nothing to do with them."

His face was gloomy, no matter how he was, he was an American man, and killing him like this was simply a slap in the face.

Is this a declaration of war?

A group of wizards, where did they have the confidence to shout about the most powerful country in the world?

"I thought I was merciful enough, but you were too presumptuous."

The president glanced at the button on the table, where a city or a country could easily be destroyed.

Wait until night.

The fireplace of the presidential palace is lit with flames.

The president came over, he was a little dissatisfied, which careless philistine person had forgotten.

Just as he was about to call someone, there was a sound in the fireplace.

"Good evening, Mr. President."

The president paused, but he was also the leader of a country, and he quickly recovered.

Looking at the human face formed by the flames in the fireplace, he asked, "Wizard?"

"Yes," Flame Face said, "I think we should have met yesterday."

"You killed Francis?" The president's brow furrowed.

"Strictly speaking, it was his men who pushed him down."

John calmly said, "I'm just a victim."

"Victims?" The president smiled, staring at John's face, "You killed a defense minister."

"Magic Crystal Island," John said lightly, "expensive

Isn't it enough for China to launch a strike against us and not hesitate to use nuclear bombs?"

The president said coldly, "I don't want to discuss this."

"Oh, it seems that the president is like an ostrich, too," John's voice was smiling, "and the president knows about the attack on the wizards of New York?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, but you entered the country illegally, and we have the right to arrest you."

He did not order and did not intend to admit the scandal.

"As for negotiations, if you're going to give an explanation," the president said, "I'm willing to give you a new chance."

"Tomorrow, for new negotiations, the wizard had better not be absent."

"It seems that there is a lot of misunderstanding between us," the president said.

Misunderstand?

It would be nice if there was a misunderstanding.

Unfortunately, these are not misunderstandings.

As the one who wanted to make the hunter miserable, John had no intention of settling the matter peacefully.

He asked rhetorically, "What if I choose to refuse?"

"Your credibility is not even as good as that of goblins in the wizarding world."

Although he didn't know what a goblin was, the president could tell that it was an insult to himself.

He sneered, "Then get ready and wait for a declaration of war from the United States."

Mere wizards, do you really think you are qualified to call the country?

When John heard his answer, he knew that his purpose had been achieved.

He smiled and extinguished the fireplace.

The president over there also quickly turned ugly.

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