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Chapter 34 Taylor's Wall Breaker
10 days later, USA, Washington DC, Taylor's mansion
Because he has not been able to find an army in his mind, Taylor is becoming more and more anxious now, and often bursts out at others.

He can only feel the peace of mind every day when he watches the macronuclei imprisoned by the magnetic field dance the hypnotic eternal dance in the macroatom savings bank in Maryland every day.

Human beings are now accelerating their progress into space, but this is not enough for Taylor, because large-scale experiments with macroatom fusion can only be carried out in space.

So Taylor can only wait recently, running between his home and the Maryland Macro Atomic Savings Bank every day, and by the way, expecting Say's radiation-driven spacecraft to make a breakthrough.

But today something different happened. The US Secret Service agent in charge of protecting him told him a message: "Mr. Taylor, someone outside wants to see you."

"Don't you see I'm busy? Make this guy make an appointment first," Taylor yelled at the Secret Service agent.

"But Mr. Taylor, he insisted on seeing you, and said that if he failed to see you, he would pitch a tent at the door and wait for you." The Secret Service agent said helplessly.

"He still wants to stay at the door?!"

"Yes, if he stays at the door all the time, it will not be good for the reputation of our country's authorities. This will remind people of the dictatorial nature of the Wallfacer. Mr. President suggests that you should be more close to the people."

"All right, all right, let this idiot come in." Taylor waved his hand impatiently, and threw the tablet computer with the ball lightning data map on the sofa.

With Taylor's permission, Secret Service agents let in an obese Asian man who was the one who insisted.

The appearance of this person made Taylor feel strange, because generally such psychopaths are European-Americans, and Asian-Americans seldom dare to make trouble in front of such a big man like him.

The man seemed to be wearing an oversized suit to look formal, but because of his large physique, the suit stretched on his body like a tights for this man.

But the most unacceptable thing was that this man was shaking his head and shaking his white fan, as if he thought he was Zhuge Liang.

The visitor was obese, with a greasy face and long hair.

As a politician, Taylor could tell at a glance that this was a humble person. This did not refer to material humbleness, but spiritual humbleness.

Because of their lack of thinking, they can only try their best to show their loyalty in front of others, and even show their ugliness to express their attitude, but they will be regarded as clowns all their lives.

This is the kind of person Taylor looks down on the most, because in his eyes, this kind of person who can only talk nonsense is a dog without a spine.

If a person fails to live like this, in Taylor's opinion, he might as well die.

But when he thought that the world he wanted to save was full of such people, he felt a sense of dullness.

Taylor made up his mind that after this person finished his first sentence, he would be thrown out. Maybe what this person said was important to him, but it didn't mean anything to Taylor.

But the other party's first sentence nearly paralyzed Taylor on the ground.

"Wallfacer Frederick Taylor, I'm your wallbreaker short and tight." The Asian man smiled.

Taylor knew that this was most likely not the real name of the other party, because there seemed to be no short surnames in East Asia, and the name of the person who broke the wall was actually not important.

"So fast?" He tried to make his words sound calm and calm, but they seemed powerless.

"I'm sorry, but I can actually go faster." The wallbreaker squeezed a smile on his ugly fat face, "But I want to collect more evidence, so I'm late, sorry."

When Taylor was silent, the Wall Breaker continued: "Because I can get a smooth revenge, don't get me wrong, my revenge target is not you or the PDC, but the entire United States."

"But even those crazy terrorists are incapable of avenging you, and I'm just an ordinary person, so naturally I can't compete with this city on a hill."

"That's why I thought of breaking the wall for you. When the United States, which claims to be the last hope of earth civilization, is the first to break the wall, that will be the most exciting scene."

"Why do you want revenge on the United States, are you from the Middle East?" Taylor broke the silence.

"Are you blind if you can ask such a question?" the Wall Breaker sneered.

Then the two fell into a suffocating silence again, and it wasn't until Taylor mustered up his courage that he raised his head and asked, "Why?"

"Because of your ignorance of me, in the eyes of big men like you, no matter how I help you brag about the superiority of Western civilization, it is useless to insult the people you want to insult, kneeling and licking "noble" Westerners."

"In the end, in your minds, I'm just a clown trying to show off, and I don't even have the qualifications to catch your eyes."

"Indeed, you don't even know what I'm talking about, because people like me are just a dog in your eyes, and you don't care what the dog does outside."

"But fortunately, the Lord has come. After the crisis era, I discovered that the so-called developed Western world is just a lowly worm in the eyes of the Lord. Then why should I try my best to make a fool of myself in front of you?"

"Although the Lord will not see a bug like me, it is much better to be loyal to the omnipotent Lord than to flatter a bug that is no different from me."

Tyler had a vague suspicion that the man had been an intellectual, but he didn't know the man and it wasn't his job.

"Okay, Mr. Taylor, the reason for my revenge is not important, what is important is your plan, can I continue?"

"can."

"Thank you." The Wall Breaker smiled and said, "Please let me explain your superficial plan first, to build a space fleet with macro-atom fusion and spherical lightning as the main weapons."

"It doesn't make sense, everyone knows it, I talk about it on the news every day." Taylor is still trying to struggle.

"If you think so, you can have someone arrest me now, but you know what I'm going to say today will be released on the "Wall Breaking Project" website tomorrow or even tonight."

"I sacrificed the rest of my life to meet you. I hope you can give me the respect that the United States refused to give me before, and that is to cherish my sacrifice."

"Go on." Taylor waved his hand weakly, and the politician's acumen told him that this person must be the winner.

"Then Mr. Taylor." The wallbreaker bowed humbly: "Is what I just said correct?"

"correct."

"No." The wallbreaker shook his head with a smile and said, "Mr. Taylor, please allow me to say that's not correct."

　In fact, after the eighth episode of the defense, Taylor's wall-breaker has appeared. He is an old man, but I deliberately changed something that is more similar to the production team to be Taylor's wall-breaker. Anyone who knows this person can understand

　　
　
(End of this chapter)