"How come I didn't see this guy being so perverted before?"

Jiang Yueling stood in front of the big screen in the tactical center, her face full of shock.

"The more perfect you are on the outside, the more anti-human you are on the inside, because perfection should not exist in humans at all."

Xiao Chu sighed.

"boom!"

"Still too small."

"boom!"

"When I say it's too small, it's just too small."

"boom!"

"You still want to be president with such a small voice!"

Several gunshots were fired one after another, and the hostages on the screen fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, the last remaining man with an East Asian face in a suit was so frightened that the man next to him had blood flowing through his hair, cheeks, and dripping from his chin. He lowered his head, curled up, and did not dare to make any sound.

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"now you!"

"Asian Japanese foreign minister Masao Iwasato!!!"

The man suddenly raised his head and shouted hysterically.

This sound not only scared the audience inside and outside the screen, but even Jin Song almost bit his tongue.

"Good! Very energetic!"

Jin Song stood up.

Masao Iwazato raised his head and looked at Jin Song hopefully, rubbing his knees on the ground as he struggled to crawl forward.

However, the cold muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his forehead, preventing him from moving forward.

"But I don't like your name!"

Jin Song said coldly.

"Master Leader, I have a Chinese name! My name is Sun Xiaochuan!"

"boom!"

The trigger was pulled instantly.

"Someone, drag this guy out, it's so unlucky."

Jin Song covered his mouth and nose and stayed away.

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"Even if I really call him Sun Xiaochuan, I won't be punished with death! I think Mr. Foreign Minister would be quite elegant and easy-going if he wore glasses. This guy is so hateful."

In the Tianshi Tactical Center, everyone looked at the picture on the screen and frowned.

"Everyone, this is what we decision-makers want to show the world. We have absolute power in our hands. Killing a so-called national leader is no different from squeezing an ant to death. As you can imagine, this

After this scene is broadcast, the whole world will be in chaos, and this is the perfect opportunity for the destruction of the old order and the construction of a new order. For this reason, I call on the superpowers around the world and the supporters of the new order.

Rebels unite, go to the police station, to the arsenal, to the nearby military base, to your city centers! This is an uprising, and the future of the world belongs to you!"

At this point, the picture on the screen comes to an end.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xiao, Chief Long asked everyone to assemble at the Chief's Headquarters!"

On the wrist communicator, a virtual image of an officer popped up.

"Copy that! We're going right now!"

Xiao Chu immediately conveyed the order, and the members of the Sky Shield Pioneers in the tactical center put down the towels and water on their shoulders and followed her.

Outside the chief's headquarters, Lu Cheng also ran over sweating profusely to join them.

"How's your armor going?"

Xiao Chu asked.

"Maybe... it should be... almost... okay."

Lu Cheng turned over and over in his mind to come up with several adjectives.

"Do you know about the Global Conference Center?"

Xiao Chu said as he walked.

"Of course, I'm trying to figure it out!"

Lu Cheng rushed forward seriously and pushed open the door of the chief executive's department.

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In the shelter, the ground had been cleaned. Jin Song stood up and turned to look at the remaining hostages.

"Everyone, the first round of performances has ended, and the one-hour thinking time is almost up. Now whether to surrender alive or die and be buried, the choice is in your hands!"

Jin Song took a deep breath, and the commandos behind him immediately moved forward and divided the crowd into two halves according to the list of information in their hands.

Soon, the crowd was clearly differentiated. Most of the politicians standing on the left were wearing national costumes and were short in stature. They seemed to come from underdeveloped areas. However, the politicians standing on the right were all in suits and leather shoes and had stern eyes. Most of them were white.

After leading everyone to stand, Jin Song waved his hand, and gunshots immediately rang out intensively.

In an instant, dozens of hostages on the left fell into a pool of blood like a sickle cutting down leeks.

"Don't panic, these guys don't have the right to choose."

Jin Song explained calmly.

"The development of human civilization can be measured in one or two dimensions, one is wealth and the other is force. And the thirty-six people who are surviving now exactly embody this. Some of your countries are banks disguised as countries, and some of them have

A country is an army disguised as a country. Therefore, I have specially formulated a different surrender plan for each of you."

While Jin Song was pacing, someone was sending documents to everyone who was still in shock.

The blond prince trembled and opened the pamphlet in his hand. It clearly stated that the domestic army declared its allegiance to the decider. He closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and then secretly glanced at the fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses next to him.

For a middle-aged man, the latter's document states that all the National Bank's treasury accounts will be transferred to the decider.

No matter which one it is, it is a huge blow to their respective national powers and a heavy smear to the country's face.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a person rushed out from the crowd and hit the wall.

"boom-"

The body hit the solid concrete and bounced off instantly. Blood spattered everywhere and fell to the ground with the body.

This behavior immediately caused an uproar, and the surrounding commandos held all the hostages on the ground, making them unable to move.

Several commandos immediately stepped forward to take a look.

"Leader, he is dead!"

Someone replied.

"This man is the Secretary of the Treasury of the United States."

Zhao Teng said while flipping through the information.

"The United States... no wonder, even if their president wants to touch the Federal Reserve, he will inevitably die. He can still be called a national hero by committing suicide. Otherwise, his family may die without a burial place."

Jin Song nodded.

"It seems that it is indeed difficult for everyone to make a choice between life and power, so I will give you another hour!"

Jin Song turned around and sat in the rocking chair again.

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"Sir Long, Jin Song killed another person and uploaded the video to the Internet."

Duanmupai walked to the chief's office and turned on the screen.

The entire screen was suddenly covered in blood and fire.

"Is he crazy to kill so many hostages at once?"

Lu Cheng said in confusion.

"This is exactly the point of his cunning. The more hostages, the cheaper it is. It is better to keep only the effective hostages and kill the rest to shock the world."
Chapter completed!