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Bai Yang watched Dong Huilan stick out her tongue and stopped talking.
Dong Huilan hesitated for a moment: "Uncle! In fact, we don't know him well"
Bai Mingqi frowned, and raised his hand to interrupt Dong Huilan: "You don't understand, and you brought such an unknown and seriously injured person to me? You actually asked me to keep it a secret."
Han Yuhui hurriedly said: "Uncle! Listen to me." Then she told Yang Luo in South Korea and what happened in South Korea, "That's it."
Bai Mingqi kept tapping on the table with his fingers: "So he was responsible for the terrorist attack in South Korea."
"Yes!" Han Yuhui nodded.
Bai Mingqi frowned tightly again, and after a while, his brows gradually relaxed: "He is out of danger for the time being, if he can wake up within three days, there will be no problem, if he can't wake up, then you all will be fined." Prepare for his funeral." After speaking, he waved his hand, "Okay! You guys go out first."
Dong Huilan stood up: "Thank you uncle!"
Bai Yang wanted to say something, but was pulled out by Han Yuhui.
Bai Mingqi watched them leave, turned on the computer and entered the Korean terrorist attack in the search box, and hundreds of thousands of results appeared, which surprised Bai Mingqi. He knew about the terrorist attack in South Korea some time ago, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Click to enter the website, read it for more than two hours, then turned off the computer, leaned on the back of the chair and fell into deep thought.
The terrorist attack in South Korea, the dropout of overseas students in South Korea, the divestment of Chinese businessmen, and the attack on South Korea¡¯s foreign exchange and stock markets seem to have nothing to do with it on the surface, but if you think about it carefully, there are countless connections behind it.
Thinking of this, Bai Mingqi opened his eyes, with a wise light in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What a big game of chess, if you want to play such a big game well, and win the opponent easily, there must be something behind it." There is a powerful force supporting it. There is only one possibility. This force is the Chinese "government", and Yang Luo is a member of the Chinese "government". But it works."
After Bai Mingqi muttered, he stood up and looked out of the window: It seems that the US dollar was attacked and Soros' defeat was related to him. Even the terrorist attack in San Francisco has something to do with him. Then the injury this time is very likely to be hunted down by a secret department of the US "government" I have to find a way to get him to a safe place, otherwise those agents will find me sooner or later.
Bai Mingqi was stupefied, turned around and pulled out the dagger that was still "inserted" on the desk, looked at it carefully for a while, then opened the drawer and threw it inside.
It was already early morning, and downtown Washington was still flashing with neon lights. A village in the south is very quiet, and people have fallen asleep as usual.
One kilometer away from this village is a farm, and a small two-story building stands on the northeast side of the farm. At this time, the hall of the small building was still lit, and a middle-aged man looked at the dozen or so people standing in front of him with a gloomy expression.
"Eight of our soldiers died, and the whereabouts of that damned Chinese pig have not been investigated yet, a bunch of waste. Go and investigate again, whether it is dead or alive, you must find him for me."
A young white man opened his mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly, the ground shook under his feet, and a large light red fireball with a diameter of more than 30 meters rose into the air, but no explosion was heard.
Before they could react to what happened, a terrifying energy swept over with a fireball with a temperature of two to three hundred thousand degrees. The small building they were in disappeared without a trace in an instant, and before they could make a scream, they were vaporized by the terrible high temperature.
The air wave spread outward quickly, and everything disappeared without a trace. One hundred meters away, the heat gradually weakened, one hundred thousand degrees, fifty thousand degrees, twenty thousand degrees, ten thousand degrees, three thousand degrees
Moments later, the shock wave destroyed all buildings within a kilometer, and several houses closest to the farm suddenly collapsed and ignited a raging fire. The people inside didn't know what happened, they instinctively struggled desperately, and when they got out of the ruins, they felt a strong nausea that they had never felt before. Looking up at the sky, it was surprisingly yellow, and the faint yellow light illuminated the whole world. Looking around, the surrounding one kilometer turned into flat land, and there was nothing left.
The houses far from the explosion center were only partially damaged. The people inside rushed out of the room to the street, only to see the sky was grayish yellow and filled with dust.
A naked black man looked up at the sky and shouted, "Oh God, what happened? Can anyone tell me what happened? It's the end of the world.Ned took out the phone and pressed the answer button. Hearing the voice inside, a smile appeared on Garfield's face.
"I see." After speaking, he hung up the phone.
"President! Those Chinese have made a move, but the scene is a bit big."
"Oh?" The old man said, "What's going on?"
Garfield said: "They nuked the Masonic branch in Washington."
"What?" The old man's expression changed.
Jefffield hurriedly said: "The nuclear | bomb is not very powerful, and it only has a blast range of one kilometer. As long as the White House handles it properly, there will be no major casualties. Moreover, the Masonic branch is a farm, and there are not many buildings around it."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief this time: "These Chinese are really ruthless, and they even took out the nuclear bombs."
Garfield said: "If this matter is not handled properly, there will be a crisis of confidence in the White House. Shall we notify them?"
The old man pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, those Chinese dare to throw out nuclear | bombs, if we notify the White House to push them into a hurry, something big will happen. I hope they leave quickly, go to Toss one from Masonic headquarters."
Garfield nodded: "That's right, I hope they don't come back, these Chinese people are too cute, it's better not to provoke them."
A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't provoke me? This matter is not over. When the nuclear pulse bomb is researched, we must let China hand them over and settle the score." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com