I, the motherland, do whatever I want

"Oh, don't, don't, don't."

Storm pointed at the table with a smile and said, "Don't grab that gun underneath. You should know that it won't do anything to me."

Mallory had quickly drawn out his pistol and aimed it at Storm: "Who wants to listen to you, bitch!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire echoed in the house, and deformed and twisted bullets fell at the feet of the storm.

In the blink of an eye, Mallory had emptied the magazine.

Storm crossed her arms and whistled, looking relaxed.

"Tsk, bitch!"

Mallory put down his pistol and said, "Are you so willing to be a dog for the people of your motherland?"

"That's a very hurtful thing to say, ma'am."

Feng Feng shook his head and said, "You can say that I made a wise choice."

"Who doesn't want to live well?"

"What a wonderful world this is."

"There is endless food to eat, and endless beautiful clothes to wear."

"There are so many cute princes who will please everyone, and there are all kinds of entertainment."

"I can't bear to die. If I die, there will be nothing left."

"Look how young and beautiful I am."

"What a shame it would be to lie in a cold grave."

"Not like you, ma'am."

"You are old and ugly. If you die, no one will grieve for you."

"How pitiful."

Suddenly, Storm's whole body was filled with lightning, and she rushed towards Mallory, smashing the tables and chairs into pieces.

He stretched out his hand and lifted Mallory up.

Storm waved his hand: "So, goodbye Luo?"

The corners of Mallory's mouth raised slightly: "You don't dare to kill me, bitch."

"Kill me, how will you explain it to the people of the motherland?"

"I bet he wants you to take me to see him or find me."

"But that definitely doesn't include killing me."

Storm showed a surprised expression, and then said: "You are so smart, madam."

"But why can't I make an excuse for myself."

"For example, my hand slipped and I accidentally killed you."

"After all, you ordinary people are so fragile, let alone someone of your age."

"You are more fragile than ants."

Mallory still looked calm: "Really? Then do it, bitch."

"But I want to remind you that if I die, all the well-known media outlets in the Federation will receive an interesting email."

"What do you think is in there?"

Storm laughed and said, "It can't be a portrait of you, right, madam?"

"Go to hell, bitch."

"No, maybe I should call you 'Free Girl'?"

Mallory said with an air of contempt.

Storm's expression finally changed.

"What did you say?"

Mallory smiled and said, "I'm talking about a bitch called Free Girl, a racist, a sinful woman."

"That's you, isn't it?"

"I also watched the video of you killing Butcher."

"I recognized you at first sight."

"It really surprised me."

"Back then, you had Walt Company wipe your butt for a lot of time."

"I didn't expect that after so long, you haven't changed at all."

"How old are you exactly?"

"Seventy years old?"

"Still a hundred years old?"

"You are truly an 'old immortal'."

Feng Feng opened his mouth in an O-shape: "Has anyone ever told you that you have a bad mouth?"

"Oh my god, how could you say so many hurtful things."

"But I still have to admire you."

"As expected of someone from the CIA, it's really surprising that he knows so much."

"Yes, that's right."

"More than forty years ago, I was indeed called 'Free Woman.'"

"And in earlier times, I had other names."

"But so what?"

"Do you think your little information can threaten me?"

Feng Feng laughed loudly: "You may not know it yet, but the people of the motherland are very powerful now."

"Not only is he powerful, but his power is also amazing."

"He is now the boss behind Walter. If you watch the news today, you will know that Olga Company has also fallen into his hands."

"If you gave the information to the media, do you think they would release it immediately?"

"No, they will consult with Vought, and then the material will be destroyed."

"We will only let the people below see what the top is willing to show them."

"This is the same whether it is the Federation or Vought."

"You've worked in the CIA, don't you see this kind of thing very often?"

"So don't look ignorant, okay? Even if you are not as old as me, you are already past the age of a girl, aren't you?"

Mallory's expression changed slightly.

Feng Feng spread his hands and said, "Come on, if you have any other trump cards, just show them."

"I want to see what other surprises you can give me."

"But if you can't get it, don't blame me for being rude."

Mallory took a deep breath and said: "I have a weapon that can be used against the people of the motherland."

Feng Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Don't laugh to death, you are an old woman, what weapons do you have to deal with the people of the motherland?"

"If there is, why not bring it out right away."

"I will still come to your door."

She shook her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands: "I'm so disappointed, madam."

"It seems you have no trump card, otherwise, you wouldn't have said such ridiculous things."

"Siberia."

Mallory said confidently: "That weapon is in Siberia. He can deal with the people of the motherland, including you super bastards!"

Feng Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "You used 'him', not 'it'."

"So, this is a metahuman?"

Mallory didn't respond.

Feng Feng spread his hands: "Then how do you prove that that weapon can indeed work on the people of the motherland?"

Mallory smiled, flexed his fingers, and let Storm get closer.

Then he said something in her ear.

"What!"

Feng Feng's face was filled with shock. Then she thought about it and smiled: "But that's none of my business. I will never betray my motherland."

Mallory snorted: "Come on, I know exactly what kind of person you are."

"You didn't kill me immediately, didn't you just want to know from me whether there was a way to target the people of the motherland?"

"Now that I've given it to you, you're scared?"

"How about it, I know where to find this weapon."

"I can take you to find it."

Feng Feng suppressed his smile: "But if I don't take you back, the people of the motherland will kill me."

"I guess he's impatient now. I need to go back and show my face as soon as possible."

Mallory shrugged his shoulders: "Perhaps, you can take my 'body' back."

Storm smiled and said: "Madam, DNA testing technology is not a new thing."

Mallory nodded: "Of course, but will the people of the motherland test DNA themselves?"

"No, that bitch only reads reports!"