Mei Man Knives

Chapter 124 American Lonely Hero
Zhang Jun didn't want to use the Heaven-breaking Eight Swords at first, but the current situation forced him to change his mind.

There are only 3 minutes left, and now there is no other way but to use that trick.

Zhang Jun retreated to a place four or five meters away from the door, and took a deep breath.

Hold the saber tightly in both hands.

All the muscles in his body bulged, and the breath of his whole body exuded,

The whole person seemed to have a fierce beast wrapped around him.

Zhang Jun stepped on his heel suddenly, and rushed towards the door.

Breaking the sky with eight knives-Xuanwu towns the sky!
It was originally a move that fell from the sky and fell like a big mountain, but now Zhang Jun has changed it to a collision style.

In just one second, Zhang Jun was like a tank, no, it was a huge ship that slammed into the gate fiercely.

boom!
The metal gate with a thickness of nearly 50 centimeters was directly dented in.More importantly, countless cracks burst out of the walls around the gate.

With one blow, Zhang Jun felt that all the viscera in his body seemed to be displaced by the reaction.

Feeling dizzy and nauseated.

Seeing that the gate in front of him hadn't fallen down yet, Zhang Jun shook his head.

"damn it!"

There is no way, Zhang Jun can only retreat and do it again.

Fortunately, Xuanwu Zhentian only released his internal strength to protect his whole body, as if he had put on a layer of protective armor.

Not an outbreak, not an overdraft.

Otherwise, Zhang Jun could just lie down now and be sent to the hospital.

However, the shortcomings are also obvious, only collision, and the speed is not fast.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.Let the breath cover the whole body again, and once again became ruthless, rushed to the door.

boom!
There was another earthquake and the mountains shook!
None of the people sent responded, and Jiang Yanshuo felt that something was wrong.He can't wait for the United States to withdraw its troops from South Korea and the Seventh Fleet.

After he knew her password from the Speaker of the House of Representatives, he immediately started the Cerberus.

The Cerberus was activated, and seeing that there were only 3 minutes left in the countdown, Jiang Yanshuo looked at US President Benjamin Asher with a victorious smile.

"The dark hour of America is coming, and you will experience the feeling of poverty and hunger!"

Benjamin Asher saw that because of his own mistakes, these terrorists had activated Cerberus.Angrily, he wanted to struggle to break free from the tied rope, knock down Jiang Yanshuo, and stop the Cerberus from starting.

But he is an ordinary person, how can he struggle to drive.

He yelled at Jiang Yanshuo forcefully. "God bless America, your plot will definitely not succeed!"

Just when Jiang Yanshuo was about to satirize the other party, there was a sudden bang on the door, followed by the entire bunker shaking.

If he hadn't cleverly held onto the technical platform, he would have fallen straight down.

he yelled at his men. "What happened?"

In addition to the screen of starting the Cerberus and observing the situation in the White House, the monitor just now has no place for the surveillance cameras of the underground fortress.

Pei Xianxuan quickly called up the camera at the gate of the fortress, and this time saw that the companions outside the gate were already dead.An Asian man was holding a knife, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of air, and he slammed into the door.

Another shake.

Jiang Yanshuo recognized the Asian man outside the door as Zhang Jun.

he immediately shouted. "Link to the Pentagon!"

One connects to the Pentagon.

Jiang Yanshuo stretched out his hand to pull up the bound President of the United States, and aimed his gun at the other's head.threatened.

"Tell that person to stop immediately, otherwise, I will kill your president with one shot!"

Even the United States is about to die.Who cares about the President of the United States at this time.

To die is to die!
It's time to choose another one.

Although I may be a puppet as the acting president, the puppet!
But it's better than losing your life and turning the whole of America into ruins!

Trumbull looked at the picture seriously and said seriously. "Mr. President, don't worry, we will definitely rescue you!"

At this time, no one else, including Secret Service Director Lynn Jobs, was silent.

The most important thing is to quickly shut down the Cerberus.

America president?

All Americans will remember this heroic and sacrificed President.

Of course the Purple Heart will also be awarded to him.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Jiang Yanshuo turned the firing pin away.

Now that the most critical moment has come, he will never allow anyone to destroy his plan for many years.

He shot the opponent in the stomach.

boom!
The President of the United States immediately fell to the ground clutching his stomach, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

However, he was quite stubborn, and he didn't even open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Jiang Yanshuo threatened. "If you don't order to stop, I will shoot..."

Before he could finish shouting, the third impact came, and with a bang, the wall of the gate finally burst and collapsed.

The 5-ton alloy gate fell heavily, and the powerful air waves rolled up dust all over the sky.

The blowing dust made the underground fortress blurry for a while.

Both the captured hostages and the terrorists were choked and coughed one after another.

Before they could react, a black shadow rushed in.

Jiang Yanshuo shot immediately when he saw the shadow.

bang bang...

He fired two shots, and it was not clear whether he had hit the opponent.

His wrist was cut off, and the hand holding the gun fell to the ground.He screamed, wanting to ask why the other party stopped him.

Before he could speak, an elbow came over and hit him on the head.

He fell, head slamming against the floor.

bump!
The head blossomed and died.

Just when Pei Xianxuan was about to pick up the gun on the technical platform, Zhang Jun grabbed her and threw her back.

boom!
She fell heavily against the wall and fell to the ground, motionless, life and death unknown.

When Zhang Jun came to the console, he didn't even care about US President Benjamin Asher, who was kneeling on the ground and clutching his stomach.

He immediately shouted anxiously into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder. "Okay. I'm in now. Show me how to stop this thing!"

With only 2 minutes left in the countdown to the explosion of nuclear weapons, in the emergency command center of the Pentagon, all the top American leaders were in despair.

They prayed feebly to God.

When they want Heavenly Father to forgive their sins so that they can go to heaven after death.

Zhang Jun's voice sounded like the sounds of nature.

The entire Pentagon emergency command center immediately came to life.

Without the acting president reminding, the lieutenant colonel in charge of the operation button of the spare nuclear weapon took the "football" and put it on the table.

Scan your fingerprint, open it with a special key, and take out a sealed plastic square plate from the box.

Homeland Security Director Raymond snatched it, broke it hard, took out the sealed code inside and shouted.

"Click the 'Cancel Order' button, open the 'Return to Initial' button, and enter the password. The password is N...I...L..."

Seeing that there was only one and a half minutes left, Zhang Jun shouted while holding his saber against the bullets shot by the terrorists. "No time. Hurry up!"

For the slow tone of the other party, Zhang Jun wanted to rush over the phone and beat him to death.

Raymond heard it and shouted quickly. "5OH\NVK #ESF."

Fearing that Zhang Jun could not remember clearly, Raymond continued to shout. "NIL5OH\NVK #ESF."

"NIL5OH\NVK #ESF."

Zhang Jun was dual-purpose, turned around to resist half a second ago, and entered the password half a second later.

Just when there was only 1 minute left in the time, Zhang Jun finished entering the last password and pressed the OK button.

Seeing that the countdown finally stopped, and then it was shown that the nuclear weapon self-destruct device was cancelled.

saved!
Everyone in the Pentagon breathed a sigh of relief, many of them slumped on their chairs and wiped the sweat off their foreheads.

Some people hugged the people beside them directly, with tears streaming from their eyes.

Almost, America is doomed!
Trumbull also leaned back against the chair, his eyes were a little dull.

Fortunately, I hired Zhang Jun at the beginning, otherwise, even if I could hide in the underground command center of the Pentagon and escape this crisis.

But America is ruined.Is there any use for sitting on the president?
The value of 3 billion flowers!

Zhang Jun saw that the countdown on the big screen had ended, and the eye-catching and scary red pattern had disappeared.

he asked hastily. "Did the launch of the nuclear missile be prevented?"

"Yes. Thank you! Mr. Zhang, you are the savior of America!" Trumbull said gratefully.

"Forget about the savior. Just remember to spend money. You seem to have said it three times! Don't forget!" Zhang Jun reminded.

"Never forget it!" Trump assured.

"That's good! Now is the time to kill these guys!" Seeing that the crisis had been resolved, Zhang Jun was free to deal with these remaining bandits.

The surviving terrorists saw that Zhang Jun actually terminated their plan that had been planned for many years.

The remaining 3 terrorists have been dazed with anger.

Or maybe they didn't want to or leave here at all.

They continued to fire at Zhang Jun with their guns in hand.

I was not afraid before, and I am even less afraid now.Zhang Jun accelerated and blew across the underground fortress like the wind.

A bloodstain appeared on the necks of the three terrorists, remembering to donate blood and suddenly sprayed.

They subconsciously covered their necks.

But I can't hold it at all.

With the loss of blood, the strength of those terrorists also disappeared rapidly.

They fell powerlessly to the ground, convulsed a few times and died.

After killing 3 terrorists, it is determined that there are no terrorists who can stand up in the underground fortress.

Zhang Jun breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

It takes too much energy to use Xuanwu to suppress the sky three times in a row.

If it wasn't for the fact that I just strengthened my training, I might not be able to resist this time.

Even so, Zhang Jun was very tired.

He sat on the ground and shouted at the President of the United States. "Hey. Are you dead? Say something if you're not dead!"

Hearing Zhang Jun's unkind words, U.S. President Benjamin Asher tried hard to make himself do it.

Leaning his back against the console, he yelled weakly, "I can't die for now!"

"It's good that you didn't die. Although you were shot, you didn't die. It can be considered that I saved you. This [-] million can't be less!" Zhang Jun shouted into the walkie-talkie. "Hey, Banning. Are you done with this guy? Get off and take your president to the hospital. He's worth [-] million, so he can't die!"

Hearing that Zhang Jun even bid the president of the United States worth only [-] million yuan, the faces of all the top leaders in the United States were not good.

Even if you know that the reward for you is [-] million, you can't say it in public.

That is tantamount to slapping the United States in the face!
If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Jun had just saved the United States, and the most important thing was to worry about his strength.Otherwise, the top leaders of the United States would like to find a reason to shoot Zhang Jun.Shut him up forever.

Secretary of State Ruth McMillan, who was tied to a railing by terrorists along with the Secretary of Defense, the Speaker of the House of Representatives and others, saw safety.

She resumed her Secretary of State posture and shouted commandingly. "Let us go!"

When Zhang Jun heard it, he didn't even like the other party.

Who are you!
And no one paid me to save you.Why do you ask me to save you.

He said grumpily. "I'm tired. Someone will come to your rescue in a moment. Wait!"

"You..." McMillan heard Zhang Jun's perfunctory excuse and was about to shout at him angrily.

Banning's voice finally rang out!
He said: "The terrorists in the White House have been eliminated. I will go down!"

Hearing that the agents of the U.S. Secret Service were about to come down, McMillan was unwilling to beg Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was also happy to relax. He rested for about 2 minutes, and Banning and a group of American soldiers rushed to the underground fortress.

The Secretary of State and the others untied the rope, and rushed the president to the hospital for surgery with a medical rack. Zhang Jun also dragged his tired body, and followed them to the first floor.

Before he walked out of the White House, Trump's voice sounded in Zhang Jun's earplugs.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you very much for your help and saved the United States. In order to thank you, we can pay 5 million US dollars!"

"Oh!" Zhang Jun heard that the other party would take the initiative to increase the price, but he reacted in an instant. "There will be bonuses! But I believe there are conditions! What are the conditions? Tell me!"

"The White House was occupied and our president was hijacked. The United States was slapped severely today. We don't want people to know that the person who rescued the president was a foreigner, especially a Chinese! So I hope You can keep this matter a secret!" Trumbull made his own request.

Anyway, now his reputation is already very loud, not bad this time.Zhang Jun agreed. "No problem! A prize of 2 million dollars will definitely keep my mouth shut!"

"Thank you!" Trump said politely. "Someone will escort Mr. Zhang to the airport later!"

"OK!" Zhang Jun probably also knew that the other party wanted to take some measures to rebuild the confidence of the Americans and other countries in the United States.

Led by two Secret Service agents, Zhang Jun boarded a Chevrolet SUV and left through the back door. The car drove directly to a private airport in Washington DC without stopping, and then took a Gulfstream business jet to New York overnight.

On the plane, Zhang Jun saw the message from his mobile phone.

Seeing that a sum of 5 million US dollars was transferred to the account of Citibank, Zhang Jun lay down on the comfortable VIP massage chair with satisfaction and fell asleep.

An hour later, under the reminder of a blonde girl, Zhang Jun yawned and stretched.

"Already in New York?"

"Yes, sir. You are welcome to take our airline's business jet next time!"

Zhang Jun heard it, and said with a smile: "If you continue to take your company's business jet, is there any discount?"

After finishing speaking, he habitually winked at the other party.

Seeing no one around, the pretty blonde took out a marker and wrote her phone number on a tissue.

"Next time you're in Washington, give me a call!"

Zhang Jun took the tissue and said with a smile. "certainly!"

Descending from the airstair, he saw a black SUV already waiting.

Back at the villa, Zhang Jun took a shower and sat on the sofa.

Turn on the TV, and basically every station is broadcasting events about the occupation of the White House and the kidnapping of the president today.

Some experts and professors are discussing their views.

Some people uttered wild words, threatening to retaliate, to send troops to attack North Korea, and to wipe it off the face of the earth with nuclear weapons.

For this kind of guy who just wants to catch people's attention and never considers the actual situation, Zhang Jun has no interest in watching it, and immediately turns to the channel.

The radio station specially invited several experts and professors to point out that if the United States is attacked by terrorists this time, it will shake the confidence of allies and shake the US's world dominance.It will have a huge negative impact on the economic and political aspects.

It should make sense, but Zhang Jun can't quite hear the incomprehensible technical terms they said.

Look to the next station.

CBS was showing footage of the president just being ejected from the White House.

But instead of being carried on a stretcher to the helicopter, he was walked out of the White House by Banning.

More importantly, there was not a single American soldier around them.Those soldiers were all standing outside the gate of the White House, looking forward to it.

Against the background of the devastated White House, Banning supported the President of the United States, Benjamin Asher, like a lone hero, bravely broke into the den of thieves, and heroically rescued the President of the United States.

Until Banning helped Benjamin Asher to the front yard of the White House, and waited for the reporters to take enough photos.The American soldiers and the medical staff rushed forward, helped the President of the United States, Benjamin Asher, onto a stretcher, and rushed him to the hospital.

Zhang Jun was lying on the sofa, holding a glass of tequila, showing a hint of sarcasm involuntarily.

American solo hero!

The U.S. government actually wanted to establish Banning as a hero this time, relying on such a play as a sunshade.

It seems that the United States is really in decline!

However, what does it have to do with yourself.

Another 5 million was earned.Add to that the $20 billion they made last time selling the Ark reactor.It's time to change to a more advanced and more hidden scientific research base!

Just when Zhang Jun was thinking about where to build his own scientific research base, his bell rang.

Who is calling me at this time?

As soon as he connected, there was an anxious voice on the other end of the phone.

"I've already found out who ordered you to be killed?"

Such a call suddenly came late at night, and Zhang Jun was completely puzzled. "Who are you?"

"I am Sherlock Holmes, the private detective you entrusted. I am the private investigator you entrusted to investigate the hired dead man to kill you!" Holmes said quickly.

Two or three months have passed, and if Holmes hadn't reminded him, Zhang Jun would have almost forgotten about the incident with the female dead soldier.

Thinking of the bad experience that night, Zhang Jun asked sullenly. "Who directed it?"

(End of this chapter)