Rebirth of the Evil Life

The night in Washington is silent. Compared with the bustle and bustle of capitals around the world, nights in Washington are as quiet as Pyongyang, North Korea.

"Instructor, we're here!" Three black Toyota cars parked under a skyscraper. This skyscraper is the headquarters of the Morgan Consortium in Washington. There is a taller skyscraper two streets away from this building, Rockefeller's Washington Center Building. Two streets away from Rockefeller is the Mellon Consortium's Washington Center Building.

"Everyone, please be careful, act quickly, and wear masks and gloves, and don't leave any traces. This time things will be big, and we must not leave any clues, otherwise the boss will be in great trouble." Wang Meng ordered before getting out of the car.

"Yes, instructor!" Everyone responded in unison.

Immediately, one Toyota stayed behind and the other two Toyota cars drove towards their respective goals.

1 hour later.

"Instructor, Morgan can handle it!"

"Instructor, Rockefeller has it done!"

"Okay, Mellon has done it here. Now check the watch and set the time at 6:15. It will detonate the moment the sun rises in Washington!" Wang Meng called through the voice chat software of the wireless network.

At present, this wireless voice chat software has become an essential tool for ‘Langya’. With this voice chat software, they don’t worry about their calls being eavesdropped. As for the signal problem, after Langya purchased two semi-military satellites from Russia, everything is no longer a problem.

When the sky is dark, Wang Meng and Void. The three of them, including Taoist Master Qingfeng, returned to the White House. For the three masters, the White House's little defense really posed no threat. Of course, this is also because the White House's attention has been stationed outside the White House all night without a break. The ‘Wolf Fang’ crowd who have been conducting sit-ins and demonstrations. By night, most of the massive demonstrations had dispersed. But the 'Lang Ya' all stayed, and more than 6,000 people sat there in silence. Because at 10 o'clock at night, if the decibel level exceeds 70 decibels under American law, you will be charged with disturbing the public, even if it is a demonstration. Therefore, the more than 6,000 people in "Langya" controlled their voices below 70 decibels and shouted in batches.

How can such a disciplined army not be scary? So almost all of the White House's attention is outside of that. And inside. It also focuses on protecting Bush. Therefore, it is easier for Wang Meng and others to come in.

"How is it?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

"All done! At 6:15, when the first ray of sunshine rises in Washington, it's time to detonate!" A trace of revenge flashed at the corner of Wang Meng's mouth.

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction. If 'g23' dares to come and kill you, then you will never be polite to them.

"Okay, let's all start to rest now. Wait for the 'alarm clock' to wake you up!" Lin Feng chuckled and closed his eyes. Really fall asleep.

Wang Meng also smiled, he could really sleep well this time.

Hululu~~~

"How is it?" Director Mueller asked solemnly. The whole world can sleep tonight, but Director Mueller cannot.

With Lin Feng's giant Buddha in the White House, can he sleep peacefully? Besides, he had a feeling. He felt that Lin Feng's preparation was simple, but this guy inexplicably returned to the White House again and actually blackmailed Bush and asked him to break up Microsoft. With such outrageous conditions, he did not believe that Lin Feng's IQ would not have imagined that Bush would never agree to it. But even so, Lin Feng still came and kept fighting, which is a bit confusing. If Lin Feng purely wanted to disgust Bush, this would be a bit uneconomical.

6,000 Wolf Fangs cost a lot of money to eat and drink that day. Of course, Lin Feng was rich, but he wasn't that boring, right? Of course, Mueller must admit that there are indeed many boring people in this world, and they have this kind of bad taste. However, Lin Feng doesn't look like this kind of person.

After carefully looking through the thick pile of information about Lin Feng in his hand, Director Mueller became more and more convinced of the fact that Lin Feng never did things without aim. Over the years, everything he did seemed to be just messing around at first, but in the end, he would discover that Lin Feng had actually planned it and had ulterior motives. This guy is definitely not a gas saver. But why did he come this time?

Mueller had a headache all night. That night he couldn't figure out what Lin Feng was doing.

"By the way, how was last night? What's going on outside?" Director Mueller asked.

"Those 'Lang Fang' people outside are terribly disciplined. I have never seen such a strictly disciplined army. Whether they are eating, drinking, or even going to the toilet, they are all in order. In terms of discipline alone, they are absolutely They are the most disciplined troops I have ever seen. Oh my god, they are mercenaries!" said an agent who had been monitoring them all night.

Mercenaries have always been brave and ruthless people, and their discipline is generally quite poor. But the 'Langya' are different. Their discipline is terrifyingly strict.

"Is there anything else?" Director Mueller ignored this. The people in "Langya" were all retired soldiers from the Chinese army. In the world, the overall quality of Chinese soldiers may not be among the best, but their obedience to orders and discipline are among the best in the world. This is already recognized by all countries.

"Eh, nothing else happened. It's normal. Washington was very quiet that night." The agent shook his head.

Director Mueller sighed. It's good that there is no movement. He was afraid that something big would happen. He had a feeling in his heart that Lin Feng's visit to the White House this time was unusual. He had a conspiracy, and it was definitely earth-shattering, but Mueller could not figure out the mystery.

Director Mueller shook his head, walked out of the room, came to the grass outside, took a deep breath of fresh air, stretched, and moaned comfortably.

Hey, the sun is out! At this time, Director Mueller felt a slight sting in his eyes, that was the sun out. Warm.

What a quiet morning! Director Mueller smiled lightly, at this moment, there was no trouble. But before he could breathe, there was a sudden earth-shattering loud noise. Then, the whole of Washington seemed to be shaking.

Everyone was awakened at this moment.

"What's going on! What happened?" Bush opened his sleepy eyes. He didn't sleep well last night, and Lin Feng was in the White House, so he felt upset. Nightmares one after another. He suddenly woke up, not knowing what had happened.

"President, there were several loud noises just now. I don't know what happened. We are investigating!" The staff rushed in to report.

"Loud noises?" Bush was startled, and instinctively felt that this was related to Lin Feng, "Go check where Lin Feng is?"

"What are you doing? You can't even let me sleep peacefully, are you going to let me live!" Lin Feng glared at the agents who rushed in and roared.

The agent ignored Lin Feng and took a closer look. The 10 people who came yesterday were still there. Not one was missing. And the leftovers on the table were still placed like that.

"President, they are all sleeping in the room!" The agent reported.

"Then what happened!" Bush frowned and asked.

At this time, Director Mueller rushed in, saw Bush, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it for a long time, and his face turned pale.

"Director Mueller, tell me slowly, what happened!" Bush said to comfort him.

It took a while for Director Mueller to recover.

"President, something big has happened! The headquarters of the Morgan, Rockefeller and Mellon consortiums in Washington were blown down! The loud noise just now was the sound of three buildings being blown down! Now there are ruins everywhere!" Director Mueller said hurriedly.

What! The buildings of the three major American consortiums were blown up! God, this is really a big deal! Bush felt dizzy. This is a big deal, a real big deal.

Lin Feng, it must be Lin Feng who did it! It must be Lin Feng who did it! Bush immediately asserted that he believed it was definitely done by Lin Feng. 'G23' blew up Lin Feng's Hilton Hotel, and Lin Feng blew up their headquarters. This is Lin Feng's character and his usual means of revenge.

"Let's go, catch him." Bush originally wanted to catch Lin Feng, but before he finished his sentence, he suddenly spurted blood and fainted.

"President! President! President!" Director Mueller and others shouted.

"Quick, call an ambulance and send the president to the hospital! Also, the rest of you, follow me to catch Lin Feng." Director Mueller just finished speaking, and suddenly wailed, and also imitated President Bush, spurting blood and fainting.

"Director! Director! Director!" Suddenly, he was in a panic.

The president and the director fainted at the same time, which was almost like the sky falling. After hurriedly sending President Bush and Director Mueller to the hospital, the remaining agents were dumbfounded. Before the president and the director fainted, they said they would catch Lin Feng, but now they are both unconscious, so should they catch him?

Catch or not? Many agents were unsure. If they said they would not catch him, it would be difficult to explain if the president and the director woke up. But if they said they would catch him, the president and the director vomited blood and were sent to the hospital, what would happen to them? And is Lin Feng so easy to catch?

"K! No matter what, go catch Lin Feng immediately!" An agent decided to catch Lin Feng first no matter what.

At that moment, everyone responded. I was angry in the beginning, and I had long disliked Lin Feng. I was just afraid of the person in charge, so I had never made a decision. Now that someone has made a decision, everyone will naturally respond. As a result, everyone rushed over together, and just as they entered the door, they saw Lin Feng sitting there with a big horse and a golden sword.

"Oh, you are here, just in time, I want to eat breakfast. Here is the list." Lin Feng directly handed over a list with breakfast.

The agent who had bought hot pot for Lin Feng before instinctively took it and opened it to see - 10 bowls of sweet and salty tofu brain, 20 organic fried dough sticks, 10 steamed buns (note: Northeast big steamed buns), and more than a dozen items were listed behind, which made the agent dizzy.

"Mr. Lin, can this be less? I think there may be some that Washington doesn't have!" The agent said entangledly.

At this time, the agent next to him was so angry that he tore the list to pieces, "K, you have a pig brain!" Then he pointed with his big hand.

"Lin Feng, you are under arrest!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)