I, the motherland, do whatever I want

"People inside, listen, you are surrounded, put down your weapons and surrender!"

Outside the motel, a stern voice sounded.

Mallory looked at Frankie and said, "Is there any temporary No. 5?"

Frankie nodded and took out a bottle of green potion: "This is the only bottle left."

"Ma'am, you don't know."

"Every time I use it, I feel so uncomfortable. It's like soaking in a wine vat all day and all night."

Mallory said, "Now, either you use it to get us out of here and then think about the uncomfortable stuff."

"Either we throw up our hands and surrender, which one do you choose?"

Frankie pulled up his sleeves: "I swear, I will never go back to jail again."

"I won't go back even if I die."

He used a syringe to draw out the temporary No. 5, looked at the TV and said: "I didn't expect Mr. President to be so shameless and do such a thing of burning bridges."

Mallory smoked a cigarette and smiled: "Do you think he will be a good man?"

"Compared to his political career, sacrificing you and me is nothing."

"But if he doesn't make it easy for me, don't blame me for being rude."

Frankie looked at her: "Madam, what are you going to do?"

Mallory took out a pistol: "You have to get out of here before you do anything."

"Are you okay?"

Frankie pushed all the medicine in the syring into his body. He closed his eyes, and there were lights flashing in his blood vessels.

He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there were already blue electric snakes leaping between his hands.

Frankie glanced at Mallory: "Okay, let's have a big fight."

Outside the motel.

The FBI has surrounded the scene, dozens of police cars have formed a circle, and three helicopters are circling in the sky.

In this kind of battle, not to mention people, even flies can't even think of flying out.

At this time, someone inside shouted: "We surrender, we come out right now, don't shoot."

The helicopter's light fell on the motel, and in the light, two people walked out.

An operations manager looked at the tablet, compared the faces of the two people, and determined that they were Mallory, a former member of the Ministry of Security, and a Frenchman named French.

The operations director picked up the walkie-talkie and used the loudspeaker equipment in the police car to shout: "Now, get down on the ground and put your hands where I can see them."

"OK."

"no problem."

"go to hell!"

Frankie yelled and pushed his hands in the direction of the operations director. The distance between his palms and the operations director was filled with electric light.

Then a thunderbolt flashed and struck the police car next to the operations director.

boom!

The police car's fuel tank exploded.

Flames spurted out, knocking off the police car and everyone nearby.

At the same time, Mallory, who was lying on the ground, also shot a police car's gas tank with a pistol.

At this time, Frankie released bunches of lightning towards the helicopter in the sky.

The crackling electric current swept through the three helicopters like a whip. The helicopter's engine was immediately scrapped. An alarm sounded in the cab. The driver pulled the control stick desperately, but he could only watch the helicopter crash into the motel. , crashed into the ground and hit the police car.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire rang out, and the FBI and police began shooting at French.

But Frankie, who temporarily became a superhuman, was invulnerable. When the bullet hit him, he felt nothing.

"Although that thing has a lot of stamina."

“But every time I use it, I feel so good.”

“This feeling of omnipotence is so pleasant!”

Frankie whistled, then spun around in a circle, and balls of lightning kept whizzing away from his hands.

When struck by lightning, the human body was instantly charred, and the car's circuit short-circuited and exploded.

Frankie turned around, and the FBI and police were so dead and injured that they could no longer catch them.

Mallory then got up and dusted himself off: "Let's go."

She walked in front.

As she passed several police cars, a wounded policeman raised his pistol at her.

Mallory shot the policeman without looking.

"Madam, where are we going?" Frankie hurriedly caught up.

"New York!" Mallory shouted.

New York.

Under the dark sky, the city at night is like a bright gem, shining with charming light.

Every building and every light in this city tells its own story in this late night, creating an irresistible charm.

Towering skyscrapers, each decorated with colorful lights, look like majestic giants, quietly overlooking the city below.

Manhattan's skyscrapers look even more majestic at night. Their glass windows reflect moonlight and lights, making the city even more dazzling.

The Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, these iconic buildings look even more solemn in the night.

Azu stood on the rooftop of the Seven-person Tower, overlooking the city.

It's like the owner is looking around his back garden.

With a smile on his lips, Azu raised his wine glass and took a sip.

behind him.

There's a big party going on.

On the open-air rooftop of the seven-seater stage, the entire venue was decorated with dazzling lights that made it dreamlike.

On the huge main stage, cheerful music was played on the big screen, and the bright lights flashed on the stage, stirring everyone's hearts.

On the artificial grass, countless balloons and colorful flags fluttered in the breeze, seeming to complement the starlight under the stars.

Food stalls were scattered everywhere, and the aroma of barbecue, pastries, ice cream and other delicacies filled the air. Journalists attending the party held the food in their hands and chatted while tasting it, with smiles on their faces.

In the music booth, a professional band was playing popular music, and the songs echoed in the night sky, making people sway to the music.

On the small stage next to it, a dance performance was going on, with actors in costumes dancing enthusiastically.

Ashley also invited a popular singer to sing on the stage.

The lights and sounds of the party can be seen and heard even from a block away.

At this time, Ashley hurried over and handed a tablet to Azu: "Something happened, sir."

Azu raised his eyebrows and took the tablet. On the screen, President Rick Archibald said with a sad face.

"Dear journalists, the audience in front of the screen, and the citizens of the Federation."

"I would like to take this opportunity to solemnly apologize to the people of my motherland."

"Because I was deceived by Mallory, a former employee of the Ministry of Security, I had a wrong judgment about the people of my motherland."

"I mistakenly believed that the people of my motherland wanted to destroy the country, so I followed Mallory's advice and secretly met with a metahuman."

Listening to Mr. President's apology, Azuha laughed and said: "I didn't expect that Mr. President would actually have such a method."

"As expected of the president, he passed the responsibility to Mallory. If I do something to him, it will be unreasonable and ignorant."

"Ashley, study hard, this is called public relations."

Ashley was sweating profusely and did not dare to respond to Azu's words.

She whispered: "Reporter Batalon asked me to ask you that Mr. President has already issued a statement first, so do you still want to report his news?"

Azu shook his wine glass and said with a smile: "Report."

"Why don't you report it?"

"At least let everyone know what the president did."

Ashley wiped her sweat and said, "Also, there's a call from the White House. Mr. President wants to meet with you."

"look?"

Azu glanced at the party behind him: "Okay."

"but not now."

"Now I have guests to entertain."

"Let him come to the Tower of Seven to see me tomorrow."

Ashley nodded quickly: "I will reply to the White House right away."

After Ashley left, Azu took out his cell phone and called Victoria Newman.

After a few seconds, the phone connected.

Azu smiled and said: "Come to the Seven-person Tower tonight. I have good news for you tomorrow morning."

After Newman agreed, he smiled and asked, "Why do you have to tell me tomorrow morning?"

"Can't you say it now?"

Azu took a sip of the vodka in the cup and said, "That way there would be no surprise."

"All right."

"I like surprises the most."

"I'll go over after I finish the work at hand."

End communication.

Azu put down his cell phone and saw the stars looking towards him. He nodded slightly, then turned around and looked at the night view of New York that was as bright as a gem.

Starlight looked away and suddenly felt someone was watching her. She turned her head and saw Maeve walking towards her with a smile.

Arriving next to Starlight, Maeve picked up a grilled steak from a food stall and said, "Do you need me to help you?"

Starlight gave Maeve a questioning look.

"You just wanted to have a few words with the people from your motherland, right?"

Maeve cut off a small piece of beef, stabbed it directly with a knife and brought it to her mouth.

Starlight reacted violently.

"NO, I have not."

"I just happened to see him."

"It's not what you think."

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable and I need to go to the bathroom."

"Excuse me."

Seeing Starlight leaving the venue as if running for her life, Maeve laughed.

"I didn't think so, why are you so excited?"

At this time, the reporters next to him all let out soft shouts.

"Have you received the message?"

"The president preemptively issued an apology statement from the White House."

"Mr. Batalon also reported the meeting between the President of the military base and the superhuman criminal today."

"It's so lively now. I don't know how many people will be unable to sleep tonight."

After hearing these words, Maeve picked up a glass of wine and walked next to Azu.

Azu glanced at her and said, "Come to my room tonight."

Maeve raised her eyebrows: "Can I refuse?"

Azu shrugged his shoulders: "It's up to you."

Maeve turned around, looked at the reporters and said, "Mr. President has already taken action first."

Azu nodded: "I know, but it doesn't matter."

“Some things cannot be saved with one or two public relations.”

"Especially when his opponent is me."

Maeve looked at his confident smile, her breathing became slightly heavier, and she said, "I'm going to be up there tonight."

Azu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It depends on whether Newman agrees or not."

Maeve looked at him immediately.

"She can't beat me."

Azu looked at the night sky with a smile: "It will be very lively tonight."

Just like he said.

It's really lively tonight.

After the president's apology from the White House went public, it aroused a lot of questions.

When the news about Batalon came out, the entire Federation exploded.

People express their opinions on forums and the Internet, and often they can argue hundreds of floors over a single issue or point of view.

Wait until later.

At issue is whether the president knew in advance that the soldier boy he was meeting was a transhuman criminal.

President Station's insistence that Rick Archibald was deceived.

The opposing side pointed out that the soldier boys had already caused destruction in Midtown, and the president could not have known about it.

The two factions were so noisy that the number of people online in the Federation reached a new high that night.

The battle in Azu's room in the Seven-man Tower tonight was also fierce.

Maeve and Newman, two women, fight for the initiative.

The fierce fighting continued until almost dawn.

When Azu woke up, he took away Newman's hand and moved Maeve's legs so that he could get out of bed.

He took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and had breakfast brought to him.

As soon as Azu took a sip of milk, he saw a helicopter flying from a distance, and it looked like it was going to land on the rooftop of the Seven-person Tower.

"It's so early."

Azu drank the milk in two gulps, walked to the door, knocked on the door and said.

"Wake up, ladies."

"A visitor is coming."

After a while.

In the passage on the 99th floor of the Seven-person Tower.

President Rick Archibald, accompanied by General Mike, was walking towards the president's office.

The people of the motherland will receive them there.

General Mike's face was as dark as the sky before a storm: "It's too much!"

He said solemnly: "The people of the motherland actually asked you, Mr. President, to come to see him. What does he mean?"

"Does he think he can already dominate the entire federation?"

President Rick Archibald was less impulsive.

He even laughed: "Your Majesty General, haven't the people of the motherland always been above the Federation?"

"I don't mind lowering my profile to see him."

"As long as he is willing to meet, there will be a buffer for this matter."

"In any case, this is better than an all-out war."

General Mike also knows this truth, but he still can't accept it until now.

soon.

The office has arrived.

They saw the motherland's assistant from a distance, and Ashley and Walter's executives greeted them at the gate.

"Welcome, Mr. President."

"It's such an honor."

"Can I take a picture with you?" Ashley said excitedly.

It was her first time to meet the president face to face. After all, given her status, normally she would never have such an opportunity in her life.

Rick said generously: "Of course."

So when Ashley shook hands with him, someone was already recording it all with a camera.

"this way please."

After Ashley shook hands with the president and took a photo, she quickly opened the door of the office and invited the president and General Mike in.

She closed the door again, and then said to the person who took the photo: "Quickly, send the photo to Batalon and ask him to publish it in the newspaper."

"As soon as the newspaper comes out, our company's stock price will rise!" (End of Chapter)