Chapter 620 Collection

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At twelve o'clock at noon.

The sky above Federation City was still gloomy.

The heavy rain that lasted for nearly half a month had caused the temperature in the United States to drop completely. However, the cabin was still air-conditioned, and many people had even put on long-sleeved coats.

On the sofa in the first-class cabin, Lin Xuanyuan calmly looked through the window and out of the window, his gaze indifferent to the gloomy sea of clouds.

A tender white palm suddenly landed on his arm. Lin Xuanyuan unconsciously pulled Lin Xuanyuan's arm into his embrace. Lin Xuanyuan remained motionless and allowed Lin Xuanyuan to pull. However, after the first touch, Lin Xuanyuan suddenly felt that something was wrong. He instantly recovered from his dazed sleep and straightened his body. He whispered, "Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Right now, Gabriel was sitting with Lin Xuanyuan.

She and Lin Xuanyuan played the role of a husband and wife who had returned from a trip, a flawless white woman, Lin Xuanyuan who looked like a mixed-blood after wearing makeup, and a fake identity that was even more real than the real identity of the Song He Clan. They were enough to handle all sorts of interrogations and guaranteed 100% safety.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan was currently with Michael on another flight to Federation City. Their temporary identities were two journalists from Japan.

Now that the United States is practically under martial law, Security checks and checks were everywhere. Thirteen days later, thirteen military bases were destroyed. This completely unrealistic fact completely stimulated the United States, but it also caused the entire country to fall into a deep fear. The name of the War God shrouded the country like a nightmare, and even changed the domestic atmosphere of the entire United States.

Large numbers of troops and police are patrolling all over the city, Armored vehicles, main battle tanks, fighter jets, and helicopters appeared in every city. Missile systems had been fully activated, and there were few pedestrians on the streets. Countless shopping malls and businesses were in a dire state. In less than half a month, the unemployment and crime rates in the United States had risen dramatically, and an unprecedented financial crisis was brewing.

The United States had no choice but to do its utmost to maintain social stability.

At a time like this, a slight disturbance of wind and grass could cause the US government to be extremely nervous.

Therefore, dividing the four of them into two groups was the only way to reduce the risk of exposure.

Simple and effective.

"It doesn't matter. If you're tired, go to sleep."

Lin Xuanyuan, who had been staring at the sea of clouds outside the window, casually glanced at Gabriel and pulled back his palm as he said carelessly.

Gabriel subconsciously yawned, his face filled with unconcealable exhaustion. After thirteen days of mad slaughter, she and Michael had participated in every battle. Two World-shaking Sovereigns and two Quasi-X-class experts were completely mad in this kind of high-tempo slaughter. Life and death, worry, hesitation, and finally everything was abandoned.

If Lin Xuanyuan attacked, they would attack.

A violent explosion, flowing blood, desperate cries, hurried on.

All of this was like a cycle, constantly repeating. The time spent eating and resting was infinitely compressed, giving Gabriel the impression that they had been either killing or traveling for the past ten days.

In this near-life-threatening extreme rhythm, two World-shaking experts and two Quasi-X-class experts had completed this massacre that shocked the entire world, and it was almost like a miracle.

Oh, no, it can't be said to be two World-shaking level and two Quasi-X level experts now. It should be said to be two World-shaking level, one X level and one Quasi-X level expert.

Mad slaughter, wandering between life and death, from apprehension to numbness, to the crazed bloodthirst that followed. Three days ago, Michael had stepped into the X-class domain, becoming a true X-class expert.

Gabriel had also made tremendous progress. He, who was slightly weaker than Michael, was now at the peak of the SSS + level. He was only half a step away from being an X-level expert.

Gabriel was satisfied. Although she didn't succeed in breaking through with Michael this time, she saw a chance to break through the bottleneck officially. She was only half a step away from an X-class expert, but Gabriel felt that she could cross the threshold that had made her despair at any time.

Two months? Three months? Half a year?

At most half a year, Gabriel felt that he would definitely become an X-class expert.

This was definitely something to be happy about.

In the chaotic times, especially when they betrayed the United States, having enough strength meant that they had the capital to protect themselves, and they also had the qualifications to claim a higher status in the royal family.

After all, the difference in combat strength between a quasi-X class and an X class might not be too great, but their actual status was definitely much greater than the difference in combat strength.

In the eyes of outsiders, this grand banquet of slaughter might be cruel or insane, but to the few people involved, aside from the so-called kindness, the slaughter that lasted less than half a month was an unforgettable transformation and sublimation.

Although he was a little tired, it was all worth it.

Gabriel smiled and shook his head. The fuselage had already begun to tilt, crossing the sea of clouds and diving towards the ground.

The announcement that the flight was about to land in the US capital rang out.

Lin Xuanyuan fastened his seat belt and took a deep breath. Looking through the window, he saw the city below him becoming clearer and clearer. A trace of blood flashed in his eyes.

Almost at the same time.

Federal City Dulles International Airport.

Two middle-aged white men who looked very ordinary walked out of the airport side by side.

The person who came to pick up the plane was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. Seeing the two of them appear, he smiled and waved his hand. He put down the English pick-up token in his hand.

The three of them met and shook hands courteously. Then, they turned around and silently walked towards the airport entrance.

Two serious-looking policemen blocked their way and asked to see their papers.

The airport was quiet and cold, and there were even more police, security guards, and military personnel than tourists. At this time, anyone who entered Federation City would basically be questioned by the police unless they appeared to be particularly harmless.

The three people who were stopped also cooperated very well. They took out their certificates one after another. The police looked at them carefully and asked a few questions as usual. They didn't find any flaws before they waved their hands and let them go.

The three of them walked out of the airport gate and arrived at the parking lot. In the end, they got into an ordinary black Cadillac.

The youngest looking middle-aged man in his early forties occupied the back row by himself, allowing his companions to enter the passenger seat. The car slowly started, and the middle-aged man in the back row finally couldn't help but say, "I say, Song He, isn't my treatment with the heavenly prodigy a bit lacking?" I heard that when Xuanyuan came over, you brought a large group of people to welcome him. You even drove him in a luxurious car. Let's see what kind of treatment he is receiving now. "The two of us have disguised ourselves as ghosts and ghosts. Even you, the head of a wealthy family, have turned into an old man. This is too damn f*cking awful."

"There's nothing I can do."

The old man narrowed his eyes, his seemingly aged eyes shining with shrewdness and sharpness. "The wind is too tight now, and no one is going to show it. Moreover, what we do is originally shameful. It's better to keep a low profile. In Gao Tan, it doesn't matter if it's a bit louder, but this is the capital of the United States. There's nothing wrong with being cautious." When we arrive at the Imperial Hotel, I guarantee that we will be served delicious food and drinks. "

"We're not here to eat or drink, at least not today."

The middle-aged man in the passenger seat, who was called a prodigy, shook his head with a smile. His tone was warm and gentle, but the meaning of his words caused Matsuka Ichiro, who had personally disguised himself to pick up the person, to straighten his body reflexively.

"Not today?"

He asked slowly.

"No."

The middle-aged man in the back row also sat up straight and his expression became serious.

"Do you want to make a move today?"

Matsu Ichiro hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask.

In the past ten days, a total of nearly 200 people had quietly arrived at Federation City from London. All of them were secretly arranged by the Song He Clan. Every day, a batch of them would arrive. The more they went on, the more important the status of the people who came here would become.

Three days ago, the Royal Sagittarius, Gemini, and Taurus went to the United States.

Two days ago, Li Xiangsi and Wang Xuanwu entered Federation City.

A day ago, the royal Huangfu Lingxi and the legendary beauty beside the two emperors, Ye Liu-li, arrived at Federation City safely.

Today, it was Qin Tianjiao and Chen Fengxiao.

One was the foster father of War God Wang Lin Xuanyuan, a quasi-world-shaking expert.

The other was the general of the Divine Continent Empire, a world-shaking supreme being.

At this point, the second batch of Divine Continent Empire's men had arrived in the United States after staying in Britain for a few days.

Matsu Ichiro naturally knew that they didn't come to the United States to eat, drink, and enjoy themselves, but he was still a little shocked by the news that they were going to make a move today.

This speed was too fast.

"Don't you think it's a good time to make a move today?"

Chen Fengchao lit a cigarette in the back of the car and asked with a smile.

Matsu Ichiro smiled bitterly and remained silent.

In a sense, today is indeed a good time.

After gathering information for many days, the Song He Clan and the elite club had now determined where Wang Fuyu, the royal side, would be recuperating.

In the past ten days or so of Lin Xuanyuan's massacres in the United States, the thoroughly anxious American government had even spoken ruthlessly about Wang Fuyu's execution in the Dark World through the light of the dawn of darkness.

Regardless of whether these words were true or false, neither the Divine Continent Empire nor the royal family could sit idly by and ignore them. It was reasonable for them to make a move in the near future.

Today was also a good opportunity.

The opportunity stems from the recent emergence of a top-notch family in the United States.

A family that had been regarded by the media and the public as the protector of the United States.

Atlas Family!

A week ago, Dark Dawn officially announced an appointment.

Adolf Atlas was appointed presiding judge of Dark Dawn, the highest secret service agency in the United States, and was awarded the rank of lieutenant general.

Three days ago, the U.S. Government issued another appointment document, appointing Cato Hill Atlas as the first deputy director of the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency.

Afterwards, in the bombardment and calls of public opinion over the past ten days, Lin Xuanyuan's mad slaughter completely made the US government, Congress, and military make up their minds.

Yurisses personally issued a statement, The U.S. Government will grant the man the rank of five-star general and appoint him as the commander-in-chief of the U.S. Naval, air and naval forces, as well as the commander-in-chief of the war with the Divine Continent.

Two days ago, the United States announced its candidate for military field marshal.

The only candidate.

Earlaen Atlas!

The Atlas Clan, a clan that had no reputation before, instantly became one of the top and even the most powerful clans in the United States.

Yurisses decided to personally confer the title on Earlaen.

It was at the White House, and the time was three o'clock this afternoon.

Less than three hours had passed since the official commencement of the ceremony.

At the beginning of the official inauguration, Atlas's three giants would definitely be present. In other words, the place where Wang Fuyu was imprisoned would definitely be empty. At the very least, there would be a lack of top experts to guard it. At this time, it was indeed the easiest and most advantageous time for their rescue plan.

Otherwise, once they missed today, Atlas' experts would stare fixedly at Wang Fuyu. At that time, it would not be easy to make a move.

Especially Earlaen .

It was said that he was an expert who could contend against the Emperor.

If he could avoid him, it would definitely be the best choice.

One more thing was that today was the honor day of the United States, but similarly, it was also the day of the Central Plenary Meeting of the Divine Continent Empire.

The two countries chose the same day for an honorary day and a plenary meeting. There was a bit of a tit for tat between them. If they were able to rescue Wang Fuyu today, it could be considered the failure of the U.S. Government and the Atlas family to a certain extent. Perhaps this would be a blow to the entire U.S. Army.

Similarly, once their rescue operation succeeded, it would mean that there would be another Quasi-World-shaking or even World-shaking expert in their camp. This was more conducive to boosting the morale of the Divine Continent Empire and the royal family.

"This is indeed a good opportunity..."

Matsu Ichiro opened his mouth and said in a dry tone, "But … Your Highness …"

Lin Xuanyuan's movements were not something he could grasp at all. He had only helped the other party obtain four completely legal identities. As for where they were now, Matsu Ichiro had no idea.

"Xuanyuan!"

Qin Tianjiao smiled in the passenger seat and looked down at his watch, "Song He, if you don't drive faster, maybe Xuanyuan will arrive at the Imperial Hotel earlier than us."

"Your Highness is back?"

Matsu Ichiro raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Get off the plane with us. We should be on our way by now."

Qin Tianjiao nodded calmly.

"Everything is ready..."

Matsu Ichiro muttered to himself.

"So, tell everyone to gather."

Chen Fengxiao said resolutely, "Prepare to act!"

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