() "What a great harvest." After the battle was over, Ito Cheng waved his hand to collect the twenty-three superpowers into the Rubik's Cube world, sighing with a chuckle.

"Karen, drop that guy as well." Then Ito Cheng raised his head and connected to Kallen's communication and said, "With your record of killing three F22s in one second, if you don't come later, it will definitely be a large force. You It’s too much trouble to have such a guy in my hand anymore.”

"Got it, take it." Kallen replied, and then she swung her body and violently threw the supple blond young man captured in her left hand towards Ito Cheng.

Upon seeing this, Ito Cheng immediately activated hyperspace perception, locked the blond youth's spatial movement trajectory, activated teleportation to move him in front of him, and then quickly put the mysterious blond youth into the Rubik's Cube world and imprisoned him.

Not long after Ito Cheng put away the blond young man, a dozen F22 fighter jets quickly appeared on the horizon, flying towards the speed suspended in mid-air, and launched an attack after reaching the attack distance.

I saw about thirty slender airborne missiles rushing towards them with long tails of flames and smoke.

"This kind of thing is useless to me." Karen shouted in the cockpit, vigorously pushed the control lever of the thruster, and then turned into a stream of light again, jumping rapidly in the sky.

After a moment, his movements stopped and he was suspended in mid-air again.

"Boom, boom. Boom, boom~" the next second. A large number of explosions sounded in the sky one after another, and the huge fireballs were like meteors that had not been burned up by the atmosphere, falling quickly towards the ground. At the same time, the flames they emitted reflected the light like Shura coming out of hell. , ferocious and beautiful.

…

"Minister, recent news is that the 18th Combat Flying Squadron has been wiped out." At the same time, in the conference room of the Ministry of Defense of the Magnesium Country. A black woman in a professional suit reported to an elderly white man sitting at a long table with her hands clasped on the table. She was fat and had a slight crown, and was wearing a military uniform.

"How is that possible? That's a combat flying squad. It can even fight a small local war. How could it be wiped out so quickly! Are you sure you're not kidding?" Before the man could speak, he sat next to him. A middle-aged man with fair complexion asked in disbelief.

"I'm sure, Colonel Nicholas." The black woman said without changing her expression.

"The enemy is very powerful." The white minister said with a frown.

"Where are our superpowers? Isn't the other party also a superpower? Why don't you send those monsters over!" An old white man who looked about fifty years old asked with a frown.

"It has been dispatched, but the super force completely lost contact with us three minutes ago. It must have been eliminated by the other party." A young officer explained.

"What about those guys who were raised as giant pandas?" the old man asked again.

"The lv7 telekinesis user Nicole Jackson lost contact four minutes ago, and the lv7 discharge ability user Dennis David lost contact three and a half minutes ago." The same young officer explained.

"Waste, wasting so much of the country's finances. What's the use of raising them." The old white man cursed in dissatisfaction, and then asked again, "Aren't there a few more people? Let them go out too."

"This..." The young officer didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only look at the minister hesitantly.

"Hey, Thorndike. Calm down." The minister reminded, and then explained, "In less than a minute, we have lost two lv7 level superpowers. If we lose other superpowers, This will have a serious impact on our international status and national security, so for the sake of national security, we cannot send other lv7 superpowers to take risks."

"Then the president is trapped in the underground shelter of the White House like this?" The old man retorted unhappily.

"There's nothing we can do about it." The minister shrugged helplessly.

"Minister, Vice President Duncan is here." At this time, a young male pushed open the door of the conference room and said.

"I understand, let's go over there," the minister said.

"Okay, Thorndike, let's go see the Vice President." The minister stood up from his seat and said to the old white man. After the old white man nodded and stood up, he turned to the others and ordered, "Continue to monitor the situation at the White House, and let the experts deduce a combat plan that can effectively deal with that machine as soon as possible."

"Yes." Others responded immediately.

Then the minister and the old white man walked out of the conference room and went to another quiet small room.

"Hey." With a soft sound, the minister and the old white man walked into the small room from the door opened by the soldiers. Then, six men and one woman, seven frowning personnel, came into their eyes.

"Is there still no result?" The minister, sitting in the main seat of the room, wearing a suit and with neatly combed black hair, asked the minister.

"Yes, now it is possible to rescue the president from the hands of terrorists unless large-scale weapons and more troops are invested, and this is only possible. As for the definite result, I don't know." The minister spread his hands and said, said.

After hearing the minister's words, everyone in the room fell into silence.

After a moment, seeing that there was still no one speaking, the minister's face collapsed, and he said in a deep voice, "So I propose that Gregory Leslie be abolished as president in accordance with the national defense emergency plan, and that the first vice president take over in order to organize counter-terrorism Fight back.”

"I agree." After a moment of silence, a man who was also dressed in a suit and looked very old agreed in a deep voice.

"Agreed," Thorndike said.

"agree."

"agree."

"..."

"..."

In this way, everyone except the man sitting on the main seat agreed to the resolution.

"Okay, now I officially declare this bill to be effective." The first man who spoke in agreement stood up and said solemnly, then turned to the man on the throne and said, "President Duncan, now I officially appoint you to be the magistrate. The President of the United States, discharges all the powers and duties of the President.”

"Thank you, Inspector Tomas." Duncan stood up from his seat and responded with a serious face. Then he issued his first directive as president, "Minister Sweet, please immediately send someone to contact the terrorists and ask them what their requirements are. At the same time, notify the xxx military base to assemble soldiers and be ready to attack the terrorists at any time." Implement a thunderous strike.”

"Okay." Minister Sweet responded. Then he turned around and walked out of the room, and began to carry out President Duncan's orders with more than one manpower.

…

"Ito Cheng, there is a plane coming with a white flag." At this time, Kallen's voice sounded in I To Cheng's ears.

"Oh? Interesting, let him come over." Hearing this, Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Got it." Kallen responded, then acted as a guide and landed in front of Ito Cheng with the vertical take-off and landing fighter jet.

"Here~" A soft sound was heard, and the transparent cockpit cover immediately opened upwards, and then a blond woman in a gray casual suit and a white shirt, about thirty years old, followed the driver. The officer stood up, turned over and climbed down from the escalator on the side.

"Hello." The woman who got down to the ground, arranged her clothes, and walked up to Ito Cheng stretched out her hand and said to Ito Cheng in a moderate and condescending manner, "I am Michelle Turner, the foreign affairs liaison officer of the Ministry of National Defense. This time I am here to serve. Orders from above come to hold talks with you.”

"Hello." Ito Cheng casually shook Michelle's hand and said.

"This time, on behalf of the government of our country, I formally issue a notice to you, asking you to immediately stop the armed attack on the White House. Otherwise, we will not mind sending heavy troops to encircle and suppress you, even if it means paying a heavy price." Officially Before the meeting, Michelle declared righteously that there was a lot of meaning behind the Javert stick.

"Really?" Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile on his face.

"Yes." Michelle confirmed, staring at Ito Cheng expressionlessly.

"Even if I drop nuclear bombs on all the major cities in your country afterwards." Ito Cheng asked with a chuckle.

Hearing Ito Cheng's words, Michelle could no longer keep the expression on her face. Her expression changed slightly and she looked at Ito Cheng, wanting to know whether he was joking or serious.

"You don't have to be careless with me here. As long as you fulfill my request conscientiously, I will leave the Magnesium Country immediately and live my happy life." Sher said softly.

"Your request is..." Michelle asked with a serious look on her face.

"I want the list of all superpowers in your country, the information on orphans with superpowers who have awakened or not, as well as all the research information on superpowers, and of course the manufacturing and use information of nanotechnology." Ito Cheng chuckled. He said, "As long as these four requirements of mine are met, I will immediately take people to leave the Magnesium Country and promise not to launch a nuclear bomb attack on the Magnesium Country if I go back on my words afterwards."

"Your Excellency, you are opening your mouth like a lion." Michelle said with an embarrassed face.

"No, I don't think this is the lion's mouth. You must know that this is a deal that can determine the fate of your country." Yi Tengcheng laughed, then fiercely pressed Michelle's eyes, and said with an evil smile, "It's to Xiang. Should I compromise and let the Magnesium Country continue to exist, or should I fight to the end, and then I use nuclear bombs to wash away the land, turning the entire Magnesium Country into a barren land."

Michelle, who was stared closely at by Ito Cheng, was like a little lamb being held back by a vicious wolf. He took a step back with a pale face, looking at Ito Cheng with a crazy expression on his face, and his lips were speechless. Come. (To be continued. You are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)