United States, the presidential residence.
"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng!
A rush of footsteps sounded.
The two old men who had resisted three golden stars on their shoulders rushed into the office of the president. The sweat beaded on their foreheads and the messy breathing revealed their anxiety.
The identities of these two old men are extraordinary.
One is the US Defense Minister-Jefferson.
When the Global Martial Arts Conference was held, Jefferson appeared in the venue in the form of holographic projection.
There is also an army general-Matisse.
Matisse served in the Navy SEALs when he was young. Even though he is old now, his physical fitness is still as good as that of a young man. He is known as the "general of generals."
Looking at the two "uninvited guests" who suddenly broke in, President Madison stood up, his face full of suspiciousness.
"Your Excellency, the matter is not good!" Matisse yelled: "Just got the news that the Army's 1st Mechanized Infantry Division, with a total of 18,000 soldiers, has been annihilated, and none of them remain alive. Tanks, armored vehicles, and fighter jets have also been destroyed!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a bolt from the blue sky, bursting into the field.
As President Madison, what kind of big scene has not been seen?
However, when he heard this news, his face changed wildly, his eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets, and he exclaimed: "What are you kidding? Today is not April Fool's Day!"
"Your Excellency, how dare we lie to you?"
As Mattis spoke, he took out a USB flash drive and inserted it into the office computer.
After a while, several photos appeared on the huge projector, all of which were on the battlefield after the war, riddled with holes, devastated, and countless lava flowing.
Of course, the bodies of tens of thousands of soldiers were swallowed by the sea of fire, and there were no bones left, and they could not be shown in the picture.
Facts speak louder than words!
Seeing these images, President Madison was shocked, his face pale, as if he had received a huge impact, and his body was shaken.
After a long period of time, he was relieved and gritted his teeth, "What happened? With the strength of the Army's 1st Mechanized Infantry Division, even if facing the elite of the Tsarist State, he is not afraid of it! What's more...this But in this country, who can quietly wipe out the forces of a division?"
"Your Excellency, there is only one enemy!" Mattis said tremblingly.
"what?!"
Madison's forehead was erected, like an angry lion, and shouted: "Are you kidding me? Alone? Is it an alien or a superman?"
At this time, Secretary of Defense Jefferson took a step forward, his face solemn, and he said solemnly: "Your Excellency, we swear with dignity and glory, there is absolutely no lie! The one who destroyed the Army's 1st Mechanized Infantry Division was a young man from the East. The Chinese warrior is back!"
"What Chinese warrior?"
President Madison looked dumbfounded and didn't know why.
"Your Excellency, do you remember the Chinese boy who killed the Quartet in the martial arts convention before March?" Jefferson asked.
President Madison heard this, thought for a moment, suddenly seemed to think of something, his body trembled uncontrollably, and exclaimed: "You mean that Ye Fan? But... he was not buried in the nuclear bomb. Huh?"
"We originally thought so, but now it seems that the worst has happened! This is the image from the satellite..."
As Matisse said, pressing the mouse, the picture on the projection screen changed, and an oriental man appeared.
Because of the distance, the picture was a little fuzzy, but it was still a Chinese teenager.
Yellow skin, black hair and black eyes.
In the surrounding raging sea of fire, it is like a god.
After seeing the appearance of the person in the picture, President Madison lost his soul, his lips twitched, and muttered: "How...how is it possible? He obviously died under the nuclear bomb, how could he survive?!"
"Your Excellency, this is not the time to sigh! According to our judgment, mere extinguishing an infantry division will not be able to calm the opponent's anger at all. Next, he is most likely to retaliate, which is probably here..." Jefferson said.
As soon as the voice fell, a sharp sirens sounded throughout the presidential palace:
"Dididi! Dididi! Dididi!"
"What happened outside?" President Madison asked loudly, with a strong ominous premonition in his heart.
"Enemy attack!"
A team of soldiers rushed into the office and said anxiously: "Your Excellency, a Chinese kid has come in. His strength is too terrifying. He is invulnerable. We can't resist it. Please evacuate from the safe passage!"
"It's him... it's him here!"
Because of extreme fear, President Madison’s voice trembled.
Jefferson and Mattis next to them heard this, and their hearts sank to the bottom.
You know, from the resident of the infantry division to the presidential palace, there are thousands of kilometers, they never expected Ye Fan's speed to be so fast.
...
"call……"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew.
In the office, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and there was a tall figure in their sight.
It is Ye Fan!
Ye Fan scanned the audience, and finally fell on President Madison. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he sketched a playful smile, and said:
"Tsk tusk... U.S. President Madison, I often saw you on TV before, but I didn't expect to see a real person this time! I won't introduce myself, you must be familiar to me...you are no stranger!"
Seeing Ye Fan's ghostly appearance, the soldiers in the field took out their pistols one by one, and the black hole pointed at his head, ready to shoot.
"Just like an ant!"
Ye Fan shook his head disdainfully, then snapped his fingers lightly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."
There was a continuous loud noise, one after another, endlessly.
The heads of those soldiers, like a watermelon that had been smashed, exploded in an instant, and blood sputtered with their brains, and the entire office became extremely bloody.
Not only ordinary soldiers, but also two military leaders, Jefferson and Matisse, died suddenly.
For a while, there was silence and deathly silence in the venue.
Only Ye Fan and President Madison were left standing.
President Madison's hairs were erected all over, as if facing some terrifying prehistoric beast, holding his breath, not even daring to let out the atmosphere.
The atmosphere was immediately suppressed to the extreme.
At this time, Ye Fan took a step forward and walked to the chair that symbolized the authority of the US president. He sat down with his and raised his legs, looking relaxed and contented.
"call……"
President Madison took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but the cold sweat on his forehead and the trembling body still exposed the waves in his heart.
Various emotions flooded his heart.
Shocked, surprised, confused, but more fearful!
Unprecedented fear, deep into the bone marrow, touching the soul, as if putting him on a fire.
As Madison, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful person in the world.
The United States has always been the world's number one power, but his ambitions are not limited to this.
Madison did not hesitate to spend huge sums of money to develop mecha fighters, hoping to conquer the world, dominate the world, and become the ruler of the entire earth.
But now, in front of a Chinese teenager under twenty, he was trembling, extremely jealous, his chest seemed to be pressed against a high mountain, almost suffocating.
For him, every minute and every second is extremely suffering, really like a year.
I don’t know how long it took, President Madison summoned his courage and asked, "You...how can you survive the nuclear explosion?"
"What? Seeing that I didn't die...really disappointed?" Ye Fan asked, raising his eyebrows.
President Madison heard this and shook his head quickly.
Although he thought so in his heart, if he dared to say that, he would definitely offend Ye Fan and bring a murderous disaster.
"What do you want to do when you come to me?" President Madison asked again.
"There are grievances, grievances, revenge, this is my style of acting! Since you U.S. wants to use nuclear bombs to kill me, then today, you must give me an explanation!"
Speaking of the last, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly sharp, revealing an overbearing sharp edge, which is shocking.
