Chapter 222: World Extermination

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In the United States, it is never the government that needs money and votes, but the politicians.

Although the separation of executive, legislative and judicial powers in the United States has restricted the situation that the country is controlled by money to a certain extent, no one will forget the administrative system of the United States.

Presidential republicanism.

To a certain extent, the president with the highest executive power and military power was still the highest authority in the country. Although he was often restricted, most of the decision-making power was firmly in the hands of the president.

Votes determine the political fate of the president.

Coincidentally, in the United States, money determines votes.

Therefore, although the relationship between the Skull and Bones Society and the US Government has always been very delicate in recent years, it has always maintained a good relationship with the US President. After all, in any general election, without massive amounts of money support, no matter how outstanding the candidate's abilities are, it is impossible for him to get close to that position.

So when one of the two leaders of the Skull and Bones, the Morgan Family's current patriarch, Miller Morgan, personally called the White House and demanded that the U.S. Government must rescue the Barrington Family's patriarch, Faylen Barrington, the President of the United States, who was holding the White House's second secret service meeting, finally made up his mind.

Thousands of lives, countless policemen dying in the line of duty, the entire United States in chaos, the shame of superpowers, the pressure of the Skull and Bones Society.

This time, the President of the United States must give a satisfactory account to all Americans.

This was a war between the Secret Service, and he had to show the right attitude to deal with it.

The White House meeting came to a halt.

It's one forty-five in the afternoon.

More than 30 experts from four powerful Secret Service divisions-the Dark Dawn, the FBI, the CIA, and the Eastern Theater of the U.S. Secret Service-led by Eternal Spear Quincuneil, Blood Spear Dracula Cook, top SSS + expert Bryan Downey, and the three new giants of the U.S. Secret Service, rushed to the CBS site.

It was no exaggeration to say that this was already the most elite force in the US secret service system. If these people were completely annihilated, more than 80% of the top secret service officers in the United States would be wiped out in one go, and the entire country's power in the Dark World would be at risk of being shattered.

But such a crazy move could also show the determination of the US government.

This was at all costs!

The target was still in the downtown area, which directly ruled out the possibility of using large-scale weapons. He could only use people to kill him, and he could only use absolute elite experts to kill him.

The final war was imminent!

"Your Highness, there is no way to intercept the secret meeting inside the White House. The security there is very tight. If I rashly invade, they will easily discover me."

"Your Highness, I have already invaded the transportation network of the United States. I haven't found Quincuneil for the time being."

"Your Highness, there are now more than 500 police officers around Tiffany's Jewelry Shop. Thirteen undercover agents have been found hiding in the crowd."

"Your Highness, we've found traces of Quincuneil. Oh, and Dracula Cook. Ah, ah, and Bryan Downey. I know this person. I've seen him before. There are also some experts from the US Secret Service. Thirty-six of them. I'll try to hack into the secret database of Dark Dawn. I should be able to find some information about them."

Inside Tiffany's Jewelry Shop, Lin Xiaocao casually sat on a chair. Within the small headphones in her ears, a gentle and charming female voice was speaking softly. Her tone was neither hurried nor slow, making people feel very comfortable. However, when she said the last sentence, she was obviously a little excited.

"No need."

Lin Xiaocao reached out and knocked on the counter in front of him. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently.

'"..."

The woman on the other side of the headset seemed to be stunned for a moment. Then, she smiled and said in a lively tone, "Eh, Your Highness has spoken. I thought you would never speak when you killed someone."

'"..."

"No need for what?"

Opposite Lin Xiaocao, Ferren Butlin, who was also sitting in his seat sipping champagne, raised his head and said, Lin Xiaocao asked with a puzzled expression. He was just increasing his bargaining chip for his freedom. For example, he had offered Lin Xiaocao some other help after Quincuneil's arrival in exchange for his freedom. Suddenly, Lin Xiaocao interrupted him, causing him to feel somewhat puzzled.

"Nothing."

Lin Xiaocao's tone was calm as she looked at the big shot sitting in front of her. "I will keep my promise, if I can see Quincuneil."

"Of course."

'"I believe you. There is an old saying in your Divine Continent Empire,' A promise is a promise. I really can't find a reason not to believe you. After all, we didn't have any grudges before, right?" Faylon Barrington tidied up his clothes and laughed happily, "I believe in you. There's an old saying in your Divine Continent Empire called 'One promise, one thousand gold.'"

The corner of Lin Xiaocao's mouth twitched. He picked up the pure water in front of him and touched it with Faylon Barrington. He drank all the water in the cup in one gulp.

Time slowly passed. The soft female voice on the other end of the headphones became quiet again. Outside Tiffany's Jewelry Shop, Director Smith seemed to have received some orders and did not speak. The originally noisy outside seemed to instantly become quiet and oppressive.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

Inside the headphones, a gentle female voice sounded once again. She was Lin Xiaocao's only collaborator in this operation. She was also Sword Saint Yang Mo's wife, Catherine Jones, codenamed Angel, one of the top super hackers in the Dark World.

Lin Xiaocao casually grunted. He played with the cup in his hand and looked out of the window. Suddenly, he muttered to himself, "The weather outside is really good."

"Oh? Your Highness, the weather in Switzerland is also very good. Welcome to Switzerland."

Angel Kathleen Jones, who was in Switzerland, was stunned for a moment before giggling.

Lin Xiaocao smiled and didn't say anything. He narrowed his eyes.

Outside the jewelry store, ear-piercing sirens sounded. From far to near, seven or eight off-road vehicles crossed the long street and headed straight for the scene. Along the way, all the police cars avoided them. The seven or eight off-road vehicles went unobstructed and directly arrived at the entrance of Tiffany's Jewelry Shop.

The doors of all the cars were pushed open at the same time. Quincuneil, who had consumed a large amount of genetic medicine in the morning and managed to suppress the injuries left behind by the puppet master, was the first to jump out of the car and looked expressionlessly inside the jewelry store.

He was greeted by a cold gaze, cold and ruthless, filled with murderous intent.

What a young man.

Damn Eastern bastard.

Quincuneil's facial muscles twitched. He snatched the horn from Smith's hand and said indifferently, "I'm Quincuneil. I'm coming."

He paused for a moment before mocking, "Do you dare to come out? You bastard!"

"Hey, you..."

Police Chief Smith, who was standing at the side, seemed to be uncomfortable with his opponent's assault at first glance. '"Sorry, Mr. Director, I don't want to talk nonsense with you right now. I'm Quincuneil. The bastard inside is looking for me, Quincuneil. I belong to the FBI's Federal Bureau of Investigation. If you're dissatisfied with what I've done, just complain to Director Dodge."

Dodge Blaskage was the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation of the United States. In fact, only a very small number of people knew that Dodge was only handling some daily affairs under his name. The real person in power was a dark world magnate like Quincuneil!

The fury on Director Smith's face flashed. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and walked to the side without saying a word. He knew very well that the US government had been silent for so long before reacting. At this time, all the higher-ups must have already focused their attention on this place. It was equivalent to self-destruction to start civil strife before the troubles were resolved.

In the secret meeting room of the White House.

In front of the giant screen, everything in Tiffany's Jewelry Store was clear.

The chief executive of Warren D. C., the leaders of the U.S. Senate and House of Representatives, the chief justice of the United States, and the president of the United States, who was dressed in his most vigorous and politically powerful suit and shoes, all stared at the big screen with serious expressions.

State governors and secret service theatre chiefs also took part in the extraordinary meeting via the Internet.

'"Everyone, there are two X-class and 34 top SSS + experts. Each of them is at the worst two of them have reached X-class. I really can't think of a reason for their failure. Even the Emperor can't defeat them at once. I suggest broadcasting the attack to the whole world and thoroughly washing away our humiliation this time!"

A Secret Service theater chief who had participated in the meeting via video of the online conference said fiercely.

"Broadcast to the whole world? General Liam, are you trying to tell the world that we, Washionton, have just experienced a massacre?"

A woman in the Senate ridiculed mercilessly.

"We must ensure the safety of Mr. Faylen Barrington. That is the most important thing."

The President of the United States was silent for a moment. He stared fixedly at the screen and said repeatedly, "This is an important figure that concerns whether or not he can continue to be in power in the next general election. There must be no mistakes."

"We have to think of a way to get him out. Once he leaves the hostage, even if he is a god, he will not be able to survive an attack like ours."

Another person in charge of the Secret Service Theater said.

Then...

Before they could continue their discussion, the young, hoarse voice outside Tiffany's Jewelry Store came out through the jewelry store's loudspeaker, spreading throughout the scene, and into the White House conference room. It was very standard English.

"Why don't I dare to go out?"

Quincuneil's sneering face suddenly froze.

Inside Tiffany's Jewelry Shop, Lin Xiaocao's voice sounded again.

"Kungun, I'm here to kill you."

Inside the jewelry store, Lin Xiaocao suddenly stood up and strode towards the entrance of the jewelry store.

"He's courting death!"

Quincuneil sneered.

He was joined by another Secret Service theater chief, who spoke at the same time in the White House conference room.

However, before he could finish speaking, a red signal light suddenly flashed beside the president's seat in the meeting room.

The president's expression changed drastically. He suddenly pressed the signal light and hurriedly said, "What's going on?!"

"Oh, my God, report, report, report, Mr. President, a hacker has invaded the second missile base..."

"What's that?!"

"Heavens, who did this?!"

"Idiot, shit, fuck!"

Before the people inside the signal light could finish speaking, the chaotic sounds on the screen, mixed with screams and roars, suddenly filled the meeting room.

2:30 p.m.

Above the Columbia Television ruins.

Rolling waves of air abruptly cut through the blue sky, dragging along long tail flames. Several missiles were fired directly from the No. 2 military base on the outskirts of Washionton Tun. They flew over more than half of the city, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared above the CBS ruins.

Landing!

Soaring flames, large-scale explosions, and countless buildings, pedestrians, police, and elites of the secret service were swept into the air.

In the flames, everything was shattered.

Not long after the first missile landed on the ground, the second missile followed closely behind.

The earth shook, and the flames soared into the sky.

It was like annihilating the world!