The Dragon King is released from prison

Inside the house, there was a woman. She couldn’t be said to be beautiful, but she gave people a very comfortable feeling.

Seeing Leiden coming in, the woman's eyes were evasive, as if she was afraid of something.

There was another man in the room, the woman's husband. Unlike the woman who was afraid and dodging, the man had a greedy look in his eyes. He rubbed his hands while looking at Leiden.

Leiden waved his hand: "Go out and get the money."

The man was very happy and went out happily.

Raiden walked up to the woman and took off his clothes, then looked around the room and took out a knife from a cabinet.

"Don't... don't hurt me, I... I have a child." The woman was very scared and her whole body was trembling.

"I know your child is very young and lives in the West End." Leiden told the woman all the information about her child, then handed the knife to her. "I know you were a doctor, so I need you to make an incision in my stomach, take out part of my stomach and small intestine, and then stuff something in there."

The woman looked at the knife in front of her and was stunned for a moment.

"I have limited time." Leiden took down everything on the dining table, took out a bottle from his waist and put it aside, then lay down on the dining table. "If you don't finish by the time, I will kill your child."

The woman came to the dining table trembling, her hands shaking violently.

"Oh, right." Leiden suddenly thought, "Sharpen the knife, and bring me a bottle of wine. Also, don't sew the wound too tightly. You have to make sure that no blood will flow out, and I can open the wound and take out the contents of the stomach by myself, understand?"

The woman nodded tremblingly and brought a bottle of liquor to Leiden.

"Well, that's pretty good." Leiden unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and drank the wine clean. The spicy feeling made him cough repeatedly, but this way of drinking has an advantage for Leiden now, it's easy to get drunk!

When the drunkenness came on, Leiden lay down. He felt very uncomfortable and at the same time, he could feel the sharp pain in his abdomen.

This feeling was too uncomfortable. Leiden wanted to jump up countless times, but his strong willpower allowed him to control himself. In the face of life and death, Leiden could do much more than ordinary people.

Leiden didn't know how much time had passed before he vaguely saw the woman stitching.

"Help me up."

Leiden's voice was weak. She saw that the woman's face was full of tears and she was obviously terrified, because the woman also knew what would happen to her if the bishop of the church died here.

Even though the woman had worked as a doctor, she had no confidence in this family environment, and she was certain that Rayden's body had been infected.

"That's right, just cry." Leiden looked at the blood and mixture in the trash can, "Hide these things. After today, they won't be important anymore."

Leiden put on his clothes and staggered out the door drunk. His wounds made every step difficult for him, but the drunkenness concealed the fact that he had difficulty walking.

The tear marks on the woman's face told the people outside what she had just experienced, but no one could notice any clues.

Leiden went to the checkpoint in person to take over the supplies, then got in the car and headed towards the church.

Thinking about what he was going to do later, Leiden became much more sober.

At this time, in the American Empire, a large number of police were searching the entire city, especially the tunnel where Qi Tian disappeared in the car he was riding in, and they checked back and forth many times.

"This tunnel was dug out of the mountain, and there's a whole mountain underneath!"

"Could Qi Tian have left from here?"

"How is that possible? No one can dig through the mountain without making a sound. This is a huge undertaking. We can't be unaware of it."

"Seal off the tunnel and dig up the ground!"

The authorities issued an order.

When the tunnel was blocked, a large number of workers entered the tunnel and dug the road regardless of cost. As a result, they actually found an underground passage!

"The mountain has really been dug through! How is that possible? Why didn't our people report it?"

"What if our people are Hell Walkers? Check it out! See where this path leads!"

The American Empire has found clues, but the fighting has already started in the Holy City.

Blood flowed on the ground of the holy church. The statue of God stood not far away, quietly watching the fighting below.

The Pope wore a crown and held a scepter, looking like he was ready to risk everything.

"After today, if there is no news, we will evacuate and try to take the optical computer with us."

"We have checked. The optical computer itself issued an anti-theft command. No one except Qi Tian can take the data packet away."

"Then it's ruined," said the Pope.

The so-called desperate efforts are only those at the bottom.

People at the top only weigh the pros and cons.

In the underground base of Liberty City, countless streams of data flashed in Mark's eyes. This genius was capturing data at super-speed. The ability he demonstrated shocked the world's top computer experts. That's why they came here.

One is an order, and the other is curiosity about the optical brain.

But they have always been disdainful of asking themselves to assist anyone. They don’t think anyone has that ability, because no matter where they go in the world, they are top-level computer experts.

But now, these people took back all their contempt, and stood behind Mark like an apprentice, watching Mark give one command after another to the optical brain.

The computing speed of an optical computer is far beyond that of humans and any other computing system in the world.

But Mark can cooperate with the optical computer!

This is a true gift!

Behind Mark stood a middle-aged man, staring at the screen, and asked, "How long will it take us?"

Mark did not answer and continued to operate until half an hour later, when he stretched himself. "The basic confrontation has long been over. We have searched half of the global database. The remaining part of the database is hidden very deep. I even suspect it is hidden under the Antarctic glacier, so it will take some time."

The man asked, "How long is a little while?"

"Twenty-four hours."

The man frowned: "So long?"

"Heh." Mark laughed contemptuously. "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, but it's ridiculous to question it when you don't understand. What you want now is the coordinates of nuclear warheads around the world. Do you think 24 hours is a long time? If you and your useless subordinates were to do it, you would never get this data in your lifetime."

Mark spoke very rudely.

But those top computer experts were not angry. What was more evident on their faces was the shame of not being as skilled as others!

"Today's supplies have arrived."

Someone came over and said something.

At the rear, two carts of supplies were brought in.