Super Black Technology

Ike looked at the man in front of him ignorantly, complaining silently in his heart.

Your sister, I have been assassinated twice, and you are only now showing up.

Ike stretched out his hand while making complaints, and said weakly:

"You... hello, Mr. Roosevelt! My name is Ike, Ike Williams!"

Hughes smiled heartily, and held Ike's hand: "I've heard of you for a long time!"

At this moment, although Hughes was calm on the surface, he was extremely agitated in his heart.

Since the little guy was caught attacking the UK, he began to promote the concept of "Son of God" and "Son of God" in Congress and the military. For this reason, many colleagues laughed at themselves in private, saying that the direct descendants of the Roosevelt family began to study theology.

hehe!

Now who still dares to doubt my statement, who still dares to question my political wisdom.

I won the bet, and it was a big win, and I drove the leopard directly!

In the future, the political resources of the Roosevelt family will be dominated by me, because I have brought the federation the opportunity to dominate the world, and I have brought glory to the family for a lifetime.

...

Thoughts flashed through Hughes's heart like light and electricity.

Hughes held Ike's hand, shook it slightly, then let go of his right hand, and said with a smile: "Little Ike, are you interested in going to Oregon? Your father is there too!"

Ike blinked and blinked, and asked cutely: "Is there any watermelon there?"

"Haha, of course! Make sure you eat enough!"

Hearing this, Ike nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Hughes was very happy, and he waved back, and the mighty, greasy-faced man hurried up.

"Send them to the helicopter! Inform the Atlantic Navy Fleet and let them dispatch 3 fighter jets to escort them!"

"Yessir!" The mighty man saluted Hughes, then turned to Maria and Mrs. Williams, "Ladies, this way please!"

Maria hugged Ike and walked quickly to the gunship...

Mrs. Williams didn't move, just stared at Hughes, hesitating to speak.

"Ma'am, do you have any questions? Just ask!"

"Hello, Mr. Roosevelt! Can the federal government really protect my son?"

Hughes smiled, nodded, and said, "Of course! He is more important than the federal president, and we will definitely protect him!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Williams immediately became angry, and her voice was a bit sharp: "You keep saying that you will protect my son, but in just a few days, my son has been assassinated twice in a row. He is only 11 years old , only 11 years old!"

Hughes looked at Mrs. Williams and spoke solemnly.

"Madam, please rest assured! This is the last time! I assure you in the name of the federal government, and I assure you in the name of the Roosevelt family!"

If the previous name may be perfunctory, then the guarantee of the family's reputation later is considered a substantive promise.

"I hope you can keep your promise!" Mrs. Williams nodded, and then walked towards the helicopter.

Boom boom boom!

The gunship started to start, the wind was strong, and it flew into the sky...

At this moment, Hughes' complexion changed instantly, becoming extremely cold, majestic and terrifying.

"Come on!"

A team of marines ran over, dragging three militants. At this time, the three militants cut their arms back and completely lost their ability to resist.

"Who are you? Who arranged for you to come?"

Hughes took a pistol from his subordinates, but with a click, the bullet was loaded, and the muzzle pointed at the head of a militant.

"explain!"

"Bah!" The militant spat and said nothing.

"boom!"

The bullet shot into the militant's head in an instant, blood spattered everywhere, and his head exploded...

"What about you, can you tell me?" Hughes sneered, turning his gun on the second militant.

"We belong to Al Qaeda, and the tyranny of the United States will be punished! Long live jihad! Long live jihad..."

Before he finished yelling, Hughes shot instantly, and the second militant died on the spot. Afterwards, but hearing several bangs, Hughes fired continuously, finishing a full clip.

The militant's head was completely blown off, and the brain sputtered everywhere.

Al Qaeda? !

Heh, is it okay to treat Lao Tzu as a fool? Just one day after the FBI transferred the little guy, Al Qaeda found out the address? Also used 13 speedboats plus 20 rocket launchers?

...

The subordinate quickly handed over another magazine, Hughes changed the magazine, raised his hand without even asking, and shot the last militant in the leg.

The militants screamed horribly, with blood gushing like gushes.

Hughes squatted down, grabbed the man by the collar, and pulled him to him in an instant.

Staring at the militant's eyes with icy eyes, Hughes spoke gloomily.

"You don't need to say it, but let me tell you, death is not a simple matter. I will fix your limbs, and then find a small excavator, and dig out your arms one by one, your hands .”

The screams of the militants stopped, and sweat began to break out on their foreheads...

"Then stop the bleeding, throw you into the dogfight ring, let you fight a 200-pound bulldog, both sides use their teeth..."

The faces of the militants were full of fear.

"When you die, I will keep your photo, and then use the most advanced face recognition system in the Federation to find your identity all over the world, from Europe and America to Africa, to Asia... until I find your parents, your wife , your brothers, your children..."

"Then use the means to deal with you, and implement them on them one by one..."

The militant couldn't bear the pressure anymore, because he was not an al-Qaeda jihadist at all, but...

"I say! I say! It's Chicago, it's Chicago!"

The sound fell, but after hearing a gunshot, the last militant fell into a pool of blood.

Chicago Consortium? ! Hughes frowned.

Of course, he was not afraid, but puzzled: Why did the Chicago consortium come to assassinate the little guy?

at this time!

An FBI member quickly ran over from the basement of the villa and shouted: "A special agent is missing. He killed two psychologists and took a USB flash drive with him!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the person who came.

"There is a video of that code in the USB flash drive!"

I see!

Hughes was furious instantly, and our things dared to move! Damn, you guys are courting death!

"Moulton!"

Moulton hurried forward and said respectfully, "Your Excellency Hughes, please order!"

"Atlantic Marine Corps is under your command for the time being, be sure to bring back the USB flash drive!"

Hearing this, Moulton was a little embarrassed. The other party was a world-renowned consortium and a big capitalist.

Sensing Moulton's hesitation, Hughes' face turned cold again.

"If they dare not pay, no matter who they are, kill them all! I will be responsible for all consequences!"

"Yessir!"

The 5 helicopters started quickly and flew into the sky...

Hughes looked coldly in the direction of Chicago, with murderous intent in his heart.

The little guy is my political capital, whoever dares to threaten the life of the little guy will die; whoever dares to block my way to power, the nine clans will all be killed!

This time, after he won a huge political bet, more than 170 senior military officials across the United States have joined his camp; 27 wealthy families around the world have already stood behind him.

What shit Chicago consortium? Dare to reach out?

Reach out and die!