"Listen inside, you have been surrounded, lay down your arms and surrender!"

Outside the motel, a stern voice rang out.

Mallory looked at Frankie and said, "Is there a temporary No. 5?" ”

Frankie nodded, and took out a green bottle of potion: "This one is left." ”

"Madame, you don't know."

"Every time I use it, I feel uncomfortable, it's like soaking in a wine vat all day and all night."

Mallory said, "Now, either you use it to get us out of here, and then think about the uncomfortable issues." ”

"Either we'll raise our hands and surrender, which one do you choose?"

Frankie pulled up his sleeve: "I swear, I'll never go back to jail again." ”

"I won't go back if I die."

He pulled out the temporary No. 5 with a syringe, looked at the TV and said: "I didn't expect Mr. President to be so shameless as to do this kind of thing of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." ”

Mallory smoked a cigarette and smiled, "Do you think he's going to be a good guy?" ”

"Compared to his political career, sacrificing you and me is nothing."

"But he won't let me feel better, so don't blame me for being rude."

Frankie looked at her, "Madame, what are you going to do?" ”

Mallory took out a pistol: "You have to leave here to do anything." ”

"Are you alright?"

Frankie pushed the drug from the syringe into his body, and he closed his eyes, a glint of light in his veins.

He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was already a blue electric snake jumping between his hands.

Frankie glanced at Mallory, "Alright, let's have a big fight." ”

Outside the motel.

The F.B.I. has surrounded the scene, dozens of police cars are in a circle, and three helicopters are circling in the sky.

This kind of battle, let alone people, flies don't even want to fly out.

At this time, someone inside shouted: "We surrender, let's come out, don't shoot." ”

The light of the helicopter fell to the motel, and in the light, two men walked out.

One of the operations directors looked at the tablet and compared the faces of the two men, and determined that they were the former security department member Mallory and a Frenchman named Frankie.

The operations supervisor picked up the walkie-talkie and called out using the PA equipment in the police car: "Now, you guys get down on the ground and put your hands where I can see them." ”

"Okay."

"No problem."

"Die!"

Frankie let out a loud cry and pushed his hands in the direction of the Director, the distance between his palms and the Director, and the space was lit up.

Then a thunderbolt flashed and struck the police car next to the Operations Director.

Rumble!

The fuel tank of the police car exploded.

Flames erupted, sending the police car and people nearby into the air.

At the same time, Mallory, who was lying on the ground, also shot the fuel tank of a police car with a pistol.

At this time, Frankie released a cloud of lightning towards the helicopter in the sky.

The crackling electricity swept over the three helicopters like whips, the engines of the helicopters were immediately scrapped, the alarm sounded in the cab, and the driver pulled the control stick desperately, but he could only watch as the helicopter crashed into the motel, crashed into the ground, and crashed into the police car.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out, and the FBI and police began shooting at Frankie.

But Frankie, who has temporarily become superhuman, is invulnerable, and when a bullet hits him, he doesn't feel anything.

"That thing has a lot of stamina, though."

"But every time I use it, it's so refreshing."

"It's so pleasant to be able to do anything!"

Frankie whistled, then spun in circles, and clouds of lightning whizzed from between his hands.

Hit by electric light, the human body was instantly blackened, and the car short-circuited and exploded.

Frankie circled down, the FBI and the police were dead and wounded, and they could no longer arrest them.

Mallory got up and patted the mud off his body: "Let's go." ”

She walked ahead.

As she passed several police cars, an injured policeman raised a pistol at her.

Mallory didn't look at it, and a shot killed the policeman.

"Madame, where are we going?" Frankie hurriedly chased after him.

"New York!" Mallory exclaimed.

New York.

Under the dark sky, the city at night is like a bright jewel, shining with enchanting light.

Every building in the city, every beam of light, tells its own story in the middle of the night, creating an irresistible charm.

Towering skyscrapers, each decorated with multicolored lights, like majestic giants, quietly overlooking the city below.

Manhattan's skyscrapers look even more spectacular at night, their glass windows reflecting the moonlight and lights, making the city even more sparkling.

The Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, these iconic buildings, they look even more solemn in the night.

Azu stood on the roof of the Tower of Seven, looking down on the city.

It's like the owner is looking around his back garden.

With a smile on his lips, Azu raised his glass and took a sip.

Behind him.

There's a big party going on.

On the open-air rooftop of the seven-person platform, the whole venue is decorated like a dream by glittering lanterns.

On the huge main stage, cheerful music is played on the big screen, and the bright lights on the stage flicker, tickling everyone's heart.

On the artificial grass, countless balloons and bunting flutter in the breeze, as if in contrast to the starlight under the starry sky.

Food stalls are scattered everywhere, barbecued meats, pastries, ice cream and other delicacies are full of aromas, and the reporters attending the party hold the food in their hands, eat and chat while smiling.

In the music booth, professional bands play pop music, and the sound of singing echoes in the night sky, causing people to sway to the music.

On a small stage next to it, a dance performance is underway, and the performers are dressed in costumes and dancing enthusiastically.

Ashley also invited popular singers to sing on stage.

The lights and sounds of the party can be seen and heard even from a block away.

At this time, Ashley hurriedly walked over and handed a tablet to Azu: "Something's wrong, sir." ”

Azu raised his eyebrows, took the tablet, and saw President Rick on the screen. Archibald said with a sad expression.

"Friends of journalists, viewers in front of the screen, citizens of the Federation."

"I would like to take this opportunity to solemnly extend my 12 points of apology to the people of the motherland."

"Because I was deceived by Mallory, a former employee of the Ministry of Security, I had a wrong judgment about the people of my country."

"I mistakenly thought that the Motherland was going to destroy the country, so I followed Mallory's advice and secretly met with a transhuman."

Listening to Mr. President's apology, Azuha laughed and said, "I really didn't expect that Mr. President would have such a means." ”

"It's worthy of the president, I dumped the blame on Mallory, so if I want to do something to him, it will become my vexatious and ignorant of the general situation."

"Ashley, study hard, this is called public relations."

Ashley was sweating profusely, not daring to respond to Azu's words.

She whispered: "The Batalen reporter asked me to ask you, Mr. President has already released a statement first, so should his news be reported?" ”

Azu shook his wine glass and smiled: "Report." ”

"Why don't you report it?"

"At least let everyone know what Mr. President did."

Ashley wiped her sweat and said, "Also, there is a call from the White House, and Mr. President wants to meet you." ”

"Look?"

Azu glanced at the party behind him: "Yes." ”

"But not now."

"Now I have guests to entertain."

"Let him see me tomorrow at the Tower of Seven."

Ashley nodded hurriedly: "I'll go back to the White House." ”

After Ashley left, Azu took out his phone and called Victoria. Newman.

After a few seconds, the phone was connected.

Azu smiled and said, "Come to the Seven Towers in the evening, and I have good news for you tomorrow morning." ”

After Newman agreed, he smiled and asked, "Why do you have to tell me tomorrow morning?" ”

"Can't you say it now?"

Azu took a sip of the vodka in the cup and said, "Then there will be no surprises." ”

"Okay."

"I like surprises the most."

"I'll get over when I'm done with the work at hand."

End the newsletter.

Azu put down his phone, and when he saw Starlight looking at him, he nodded slightly, then turned around and looked at the jewel-like night scene of New York.

Starlight retracts her gaze and suddenly senses someone watching her, and she turns her head to see Maeve walking towards her with a smile.

Coming to Starlight, Maeve picks up a grilled steak from a food stand and says, "Do you need me to help you?" ”

Starlight threw Maeve an inquiring look.

"Just now, you want to talk to the motherland, right?"

Maeve cut off a small piece of beef, stabbed it with a knife and brought it to her mouth.

Starlight reacted violently.

"No, I didn't."

"I just happened to see him."

"It's not what you think."

"I'm a little sick to my stomach and have to go to the bathroom."

"Unaccompanied."

Maeve laughed as Starlight fled for her life.

"Why are you so excited."

At this time, the reporters next to him let out a soft call.

"Did you get the message?"

"Mr. President preemptively issued an apology statement at the White House."

"Mr. Batalon also reported on today's meeting between the president of the military base and the transhuman criminals."

"It's lively now, I don't know how many people won't be able to sleep tonight."

Hearing these words, Maeve picked up a glass of wine and walked over to Azu's side.

Azu glanced at her and said, "Come to my room at night." ”

Maeve raised an eyebrow: "Can I refuse?" ”

Azu shrugged his shoulders: "Whatever you want." ”

Maeve turned around, looked at the reporters, and said, "Mr. President has already made a preemptive move." ”

Azu nodded: "I know, but it's okay." ”

"Some things can't be salvaged with one or two PR or two."

"Especially, when his opponent is me."

Maeve looked at his confident smile, her breathing became slightly heavier, and she said, "I'm going to be up there at night." ”

Azu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It depends on whether Newman agrees." ”

Maeve immediately looked at him.

"She can't beat me."

Azu looked at the night sky with a smile: "It's going to be very lively tonight." ”

Like he said.

Tonight is indeed lively.

After the president's apology from the White House went out on the street, it caused a lot of questions.

When the news of Batalon came out, the whole federation exploded.

People express their opinions on forums and the Internet, and they can often argue for hundreds of floors over a question or a point of view.

Wait until later.

The debate is over whether the president knew in advance that the soldier boy he met with was a transhuman criminal.

Standing President Sticks Rick. Archibald was deceived.

The opposing side argues that Soldier Boy had been wreaking havoc in Midtown earlier, and that the president could not have been unaware of it.

The two factions quarreled so much that the number of people online in the Federation broke through a new high that night.

The battle in Azu's room in the Tower of Seven tonight was also fierce.

Maeve and Newman, two women, fight for the initiative.

Fierce fighting continued until almost dawn.

When Azu woke up, he took Newman's hand away and removed Maeve's leg so that he could get out of bed.

He took a shower, changed into a set of civilian clothes, and had breakfast brought to him.

As soon as he took a sip of milk, Azu saw a helicopter flying in from a distance, apparently about to land on the roof of the Tower of Seven.

"It's so early."

Azu drank the milk in two sips, walked to the door, and knocked on the door.

"Get up, ladies."

"There's a guest coming."

A moment later.

In the passage on the 99th floor of the Tower of Seven.

President Rick. Archibald, accompanied by General Mack, was walking towards the president's office.

The Motherland will receive them there.

General Mack's face was as black as the sky before a storm: "It's too much! ”

He said in a deep voice: "What does the motherland mean by letting you, Mr. President, come to see him?" ”

"Does he think he can already rise above the entire Federation?"

President Rick. Archibald wasn't so impulsive.

He even laughed: "Your Excellency, have the motherland always been above the Federation?" ”

"I wouldn't mind lowering my body to see him."

"As long as he is willing to meet, there is still a chance to buffer this matter."

"In any case, it's better than an all-out war."

General Mack also knows this, but he still can't accept it.

Soon.

The office arrived.

They saw the assistant of the Motherland from afar, and Ashley was greeted at the gate with Walter's executives.

"Welcome, Mr. President."

"It's such an honor."

"Can I take a picture with you?" Ashley said excitedly.

It was the first time she had come face to face with the president, after all, with her identity, normally speaking, there would never be such an opportunity in her life.

Rick said graciously, "Of course." ”

So when Ashley shook hands with him, someone next to him was already recording it with a camera.

"This way, please."

After shaking hands with the president and taking a photo, Ashley quickly opened the door to her office and invited the president and General Mack in.

She closed the door again, and then said to the person taking the photo: "Quick, send the picture to Batalen and let him publish it in the newspaper." ”

"As soon as the newspaper comes out, our company's stock will go up!" (End of chapter)