pjbooks Chapter 113 Stay away, or I'll splatter you with blood.
Chapter 113 Stay away, or I'll splatter you with blood.
"Damn it! Can someone tell me what's going on?"
The US president looked extremely grim.
"Why are those two together? Why don't they fight?!"
Actually, it wasn't just him.
At this moment, everyone in the huge room looked at the scene on the big screen, all staring at each other in bewilderment.
On the large screen in the conference room, the monster covered in hideous black scales was standing with Lin Jianguo, known as the "Eastern Tyrannosaurus," at the Starbucks entrance.
The two did not engage in battle.
There wasn't even a standoff.
Lin Jianguo was gripping the black-scaled monster by the neck like a chick, cursing and spitting as he spoke.
The argument was completely different from the life-or-death struggle they had been engaged in before, leaving everyone present stunned.
"Mr. President, is it possible... that they've reached some kind of secret agreement?" an aide asked, mustering his courage to speculate.
"An agreement? Who is Lin Jianguo? He's a madman!"
And that black-scaled monster, he was also a madman.
What kind of agreement can two madmen reach?
The president was so angry that the fat on his face was trembling.
"Immediately issue orders to the air force base!"
"Deploy a formation of Raptor fighter jets, carrying thermobaric and bunker-buster bombs!"
"No need to request permission, proceed with overwhelming firepower upon arrival above the target!"
"Erase that street, along with those two monsters, from the map!"
At this moment, the American president was so angry that he completely lost his temper.
In his view, since it cannot be controlled, then it should be completely destroyed.
Even if we can't destroy them, we'll still take a bite out of them!
"yes!"
The order was transmitted instantly, and three minutes later, several fighter jets took off from a nearby secret base.
however.
Shortly after the Air Force began its operation,
The closed conference room door was slammed open with a bang.
A senior intelligence analyst scrambled in.
"Your Excellency! We've found out...we've found out the monster's identity!"
The American president frowned, his eyes darkening: "Have you found out who that monster is?"
"Found it...found everything!"
The analyst slammed the document on the table, his fingers trembling as he pointed to several photos on it.
"This black-scaled monster's real name is still unknown, but we found that it first appeared in Sakura."
And, he was killed on the spot by the awakened beings of the Sakura Kingdom.
Upon hearing his words, the American president immediately frowned:
"Dead? Dead. What's that on the screen now? A ghost?"
"No, no, no, Your Excellency, the key is right here!"
The analyst swallowed hard, his voice trembling even more.
"It was after his death that an earthquake struck the area."
Upon hearing this report, the previously noisy conference room gradually quieted down.
A huge question popped into everyone's mind.
But before they could ask, the analyst added,
"But after that, he 'came back to life,' appeared at the Sumida Emergency Center, and attempted suicide again."
"Immediately afterwards, the entire emergency center was enveloped by a strange aura, turning it into a death trap..."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions gradually turned strange and then paled.
A vague sense of unease settled over everyone's hearts; they all felt that something was amiss.
The analyst didn't stop, continuing his rapid-fire report:
"Later, he appeared in South Korea. Also due to the Tokyo atomic bombing, there are gaps in the data, but based on our logical deductions..."
"He might be the culprit who hijacked our transport plane before."
"And the fungal disaster in Raccoon City was very likely caused by it!"
"You mean...?"
Upon hearing the analyst's words, the American president spoke with some disbelief.
"This guy... we can't kill him?"
"Yes, not only can't we kill him, we absolutely cannot let him die!"
Among the crowd, a science advisor suddenly looked horrified.
"If our intelligence analysis is correct, then what we're facing might not be a monster, but very likely something forbidden... a product of calamity!"
The science advisor looked at the bustling streets of Los Angeles on the screen, despair in his eyes.
"If he dies there, the entire city of Los Angeles, even the whole of California, could instantly turn into hell on earth!"
boom!
These words were like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone's head.
The meeting room was deathly silent.
Everyone stared at the monster on the screen who was arguing with Lin Jianguo.
At this moment, this monster covered in black scales could no longer be considered a monster in their eyes.
This guy is a total ancestor!
"Quickly! Withdraw the order!"
The president let out a piercing scream and sprang up from his chair.
"Have the air force withdraw! Absolutely do not launch!"
The operator at the workbench typed rapidly, his fingers flying across the keyboard, cold sweat already soaking it.
"Report... The missile has been launched and is in automatic guidance mode; it cannot self-destruct remotely!"
"Fighter jet formation...has entered the bombing zone!"
The American president felt his vision go black and almost fainted.
"Shit! Fuck!"
He yelled wildly into the microphone:
"Air Force! This is the President! I order you to intercept those missiles! Crash them if you must!"
……
Streets of Los Angeles.
Lin Fan was looking at Lin Jianguo with a depressed expression.
"Old Lin, if you're reasonable, I'll just die once, just once."
"Once I come back to life, this place will be our territory, father and son. Isn't that great?"
Lin Jianguo retaliated with a sharp flick on the forehead.
"Smells good, my foot! If your mom knew I watched you die, she'd flush me down the toilet!"
"I've never been afraid of anyone in my life, except your mother's tears."
"You want to die? Fine, do whatever you want after I'm gone."
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
Waiting for you to come?
Then why don't you turn your face away!
Just as the father and son were struggling to their limits...
Lin Fan's brows suddenly furrowed.
A series of booming sounds came from directly overhead.
Is that... the sound of a fighter jet?
He looked up sharply.
In the azure sky, several tiny black dots were seen falling rapidly in freefall, trailing long plumes of smoke.
"Yo ho."
Lin Fan wasn't afraid at all; instead, his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
"Old Lin, it seems you don't need to lift a finger."
"The package from the US has arrived."
Lin Jianguo also sensed something was wrong. He looked up and his face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"These brainless idiots, do they really dare to open fire?"
His spiritual energy surged violently, and the ground cracked inch by inch under the stomping of his large foot.
"Lin Fan, hide behind me!"
Lin Jianguo let out a roar, preparing to forcefully accept this wave of whitewashing.
Who knew?
Lin Fan flashed out from behind him.
"Why are you hiding? I couldn't be happier!"
Lin Fan opened his arms, looking utterly captivated as he faced the whistling missile.
"Come on! Let the storm rage on!"
"I've been waiting for this moment forever!"
"Old man, stay away, or you'll get splattered with blood later!"