Chapter 208 98: Backstab

They were satisfied that the President did not try to take action against the chaebol families, but they were very unhappy that the President insisted on his own way.

This will trigger some bad memories for them, such as the powerful presidents who have served in office before.

Although it is not enough to make them unable to survive, they still suffer some losses.

People always seek benefits and avoid harm.

"Since there are already signs of dishonesty, let's change him. Anyway, we don't have to do anything."

"Who will take over? The deputy commander is not one of ours."

"Isn't that old guy Bush returning to politics? It's very suitable."

"Haha, he really came looking for you, but you are not afraid because he has taken the Holy Son Pill."

"Because he served it."

".So you have the same idea, too."

People were communicating these outrageous ideas without restraint, but they were unaware that in the corner, a masked man was recording their every word and action as if no one was around.

It is indeed not easy to sneak into such a place. The consumption of turning into liquid and then reorganizing is not small for the main body, but it is different with the cooperation of others.

"Everyone, rest assured. After I go up, I will definitely preserve the existence of Wolf Lord, and I will also give priority to you with the Holy Son Pill. Anyway, I have already eaten it, right? In this extraordinary time, I look forward to achieving immortality with all of you old friends, and even ruling this world forever." Bush was also present, distributing promises like they were free, and every word was very attractive.

However, everyone present was smart and knew very well what it meant to say one thing in public and another behind the scenes. But the promises made in this kind of situation were still more or less credible. After all, if they joined forces, they could definitely make Bush uncomfortable. More importantly, Bush had already talked to most of them privately, so there was no shortage of voices of agreement.

"I disagree."

The loud sound attracted everyone's attention.

He is the new head of the Walton family.

Compared to most of the people here, I can only be considered a junior.

Bush did not look displeased at all. Instead, he spoke amiably: "Robusson, we are all on the same side here. Just speak up. We can resolve most of our differences through communication. Moreover, we are all disciples of the Holy Child. We cannot hurt each other. Don't you agree?"

Bush hit him veiledly.

"You are selling out national interests. This is betrayal." Robson remained unmoved and looked serious.

The others whispered.

Some were shocked at the other party's "innocence", some thought Robson had ulterior motives, and some thought he was extremely stupid for standing on the side of the President.

The nationality of capital is only a tool of service, to regard it as fundamental, there is one they laugh at.

"Robson, I need to remind you that you represent the Walton family." Bush reminded with a smile.

"I know, so you can keep me here until the plan succeeds." Robson shrugged, seeming fearless.

Bush's eyes subconsciously searched everywhere, and Robson's performance was similar to when he gave speeches in front of the crowd and the camera before. Yes, he was acting.

But everyone had to be checked before entering, and they were not allowed to bring electronic devices. The room was also completely sealed and very empty, so it was impossible to hide anyone, unless they were extraordinary. But did they need to eavesdrop on their conversations? They had already walked in, and they dared not give them what they wanted after they told them?

Bush, who had nothing to gain, had no choice but to regard Robson as a guy who wanted to bet on the presidency.

But no matter what, he would never give up such a rare opportunity so easily.

"I'm sorry, I think you need to stay here for a while until this matter is over." Bush did as he wished.

"It doesn't matter. I will watch your end with my own eyes." Robson looked at him.

The Waltons are not a traditional political family, so if they want to go further, they can only take a gamble that seems extremely risky.

The Oval Office.

The commander-in-chief looked at a paper list.

He also came from a family background, so he naturally knew how much backlash his toughness would bring. He was even sure that they gathered together to discuss his fate.

Although he couldn't tell what they were discussing, as the commander-in-chief, he would definitely have some tricks up his sleeve.

At least there is a list.

Looking at the names one by one, they are undoubtedly big names in the same circle.

"Robson Walton." The commander-in-chief murmured the name.

The current head of the Walton family and Jamie Walton's father.

In this way, even Jamie becomes untrustworthy.

Which other extraordinary person can he choose to protect himself?

Norton or Jacob?
He recalled the report from a few days ago. Norton's injuries were the most serious and he would need at least a month to recuperate, while Jacob's injuries were less serious and he should be able to be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

Then he is the only choice now.

Tapping the table, the commander-in-chief made a decision.

"I hope he won't let me down. There will always be a patriot in such a big country."

Standing up and walking to the window, the commander-in-chief's back looked slightly hunched.

In the far north, in the hidden winter forest, dozens of black-robed figures gathered.

"Thunberg, you once said that you wanted a future where everyone is equal. I hope I won't be disappointed."

Lord Wolf was ready to set off.

He will lead a group of elite troops, travel through the forest, and take an abnormal passage deliberately left empty by various families. It will take several days to reach the capital of Amei.

"Lord Wolf, I always remember what I said." Sandberg bowed his head and said respectfully.

Lord Wolf didn't say much, but just patted him on the shoulder gently: "Take good care of yourself when I'm not around."

"Yes."

The Wolf Lord left with his elite troops.

It can be said that Sandberg is now the temporary leader of the natural kingdom.

However, he was not excited at all. Instead, he stared blankly in the direction where the Wolf Lord left, remaining silent for a long time.

Then he came to the soul house again.

"Sir! Sir! Save me, please save me! You promised me that you would grant me immortality!"

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a werewolf tied to a blood-stained operating table. He was in a strange state at this moment, with half werewolf features and half human features. The flesh under his skin was bulging, twisting and wriggling, and it was painful just to look at him.

In despair, he also saw Sandberg. As a werewolf with blood given by Sandberg, he naturally longed for the other party's salvation, even though he was the one who gave himself to this devil with his own hands.

Unfortunately, all he got was a cold glance.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"Oh, soon, this piece of material has been wasted." Augustus shook his head slightly and the windbreaker started.

Just as he finished speaking, the werewolf's body swelled like a balloon. He gurgled twice in his throat and wanted to say something, but unfortunately in the end, he could only look at Sandberg with resentment, raised his finger, opened his mouth, and then there was a snap, and in the blink of an eye the entire laboratory was covered with blood paint.

"Another troublesome cleanup."

Augustus sighed.

Sandberg had just hidden at the door, but he was still stained with blood. He turned around as if nothing had happened and walked out of the laboratory.

"I'm worried that Lord Wolf might encounter some danger on this trip. What does it take to hire you to help me?" Given their many years of cooperation, there was nothing to be shy about when talking.

"Is that so? It just so happens that I have some former companions, but unfortunately due to disagreements, they seem to want to attack me and my current companions. How about I help you this time in exchange for your full help in the future?"

Augustus looked sad. He had just learned from Heath that Jeremy had appeared in the Kingdom of David.

No need to think too much, they must have come here because of the last time they attacked "Sword".

If he could help it, he didn't want to attack Jeremy, but if he really got in his way, then
"Sure," Sandberg agreed, "as long as it's within my ability."

"If possible, I don't want to have unpleasantness with them, but if you want to achieve something, you have to make sacrifices." Augustus looked quite sincere, but the blood color behind him was so rich, almost black.

Sandberg only knew that he was a member of the Soul Assembly, a force that seemed to have separated from a larger supernatural force. From a public and private perspective, helping Augustus fight against that unknown large supernatural force was not a bad choice.

"Welcome back, Mason."

"I came back just to hand over and report on the work at hand, and I will start my vacation tomorrow." Mason had a bad feeling when he saw that it was William who came to greet him.

He continued to track down news about the Paradise Node overseas and occasionally made some gains, but the situation was not urgent, so he was granted leave a few days ago, giving him time to come back and see his wife and children.

"I'm just here to greet you as a friend." William gave him a big hug with a sincere tone.

"I know you've become the commander-in-chief's assistant recently and you must be very busy, so just tell me what you have to say. I can bear it." Mason's expression was serious. He knew William to some extent and he didn't think he would go out of his way to pick him up at the airport.

William's expression restrained slightly: "I remember your home is in San Francisco." "Yes." Mason nodded.

"I took all the leave I could yesterday. Can you accommodate me for the next week?" William's words were a bit confusing.

"Is that all? Of course I can, but what's the reason? Why don't you go home?" Mason asked puzzledly.

"My family has already left for India, but when I heard that you were on vacation, I, who valued relationships, decided to go fishing with you in the countryside. That's what I said to the public." William looked at the city behind him. "The real reason is that I feel it's unsafe here."

"You mean the war on the front line? How could it possibly spread here?"

"No no, I meant something more serious."

"No matter how serious it is, this is the capital. There are not many cities that can compare with it. How could it be--"

Before he could finish his words, a rumbling sound like thunder came from a distance.

But how could Mason not tell the difference between thunder and explosion?

He turned his head stiffly to look in the general direction where the sound came from, and soon saw a column of black smoke rising in the sky in the distance.

Mason turned his head and looked at William in a daze.

Is it my mouth that is enlightened or do you have some remote control hidden?

"Well, it's still a step too late." William sighed and shrugged, seeming to be relieved. "Our vacation is ruined, Mason."

pat.

Mason's duffel bag fell limply to the ground.

Damn it! Did I offend the legendary Tai Sui?
White palace.

What just exploded were two fully loaded tanker trucks. They were thrown down from mid-air at a rapid speed by a huge black creature. Because the incident happened too suddenly, the two vehicles stopped on the road not far away. Then the monster appeared without warning, grabbed the vehicles and launched an attack. The height and distance made it impossible for the air defense system to react in time.

In the midst of flames, the monster howled to the sky. Above the clouds, large flocks of black geese swooped down. Looking closely, many of them even had heads that looked like wolves.

Dozens of people in black robes rushed out from the gap created by the explosion, tearing off their black robes and transforming into werewolves of various sizes, including wolf-leopards, wolf-bears, and wolf-boars! They ran wildly on all fours or two, roaring and destroying the walls, crossing large areas of lawn, and attacking the confused agents around them.

"Werewolf! It's a werewolf!"

"Emergency, find cover, protect the commander-in-chief!"

The agents suffered many casualties in a short period of time and had to fight and retreat.

The Wolf Lord was rummaging through the ruins and buildings, trying to find the location of the commander-in-chief.

Just as a big stone was moved away, suddenly, in the blazing flames, a blood-red figure broke through the flames and smoke, holding a spear, and rushed towards the Wolf Lord who had turned into a flying monster.

"really."

Lord Wolf knew that the commander-in-chief must have gone into hiding ahead of time, but he also knew several possible locations where he might be hiding, so he just needed to check them out.

And the most likely one is the bunker below!

So before that, we have to deal with the extraordinary person in front of us first.

The Wolf Lord's body shrank, perfectly avoiding Jamie's spear, then he grabbed Jamie's ankle, pulled it hard, and brought it to his mouth, not showing any disgust, ready to bite it down.

"wrong!"

Lord Wolf realized that the other party had a strange ability! No wonder he didn't resist.

So he quickly changed from biting to tearing, and long bone-spurred claws grew out from his hands.

"You know this too? Haha, you are really a bunch of insects without country or race!" Jamie didn't know that even his underwear was exposed. He flapped his blood wings and stabbed the other party's heart with his spear.

The Wolf Lord did not take the attack head-on, but instead loosened his hand and took the initiative to distance himself.

But the next second, the flock of black geese approached Jamie.

The spear swept through, and instantly turned into raindrops of blood and flesh.

However, the wolf-headed black goose was not so easily eliminated. It kept digging its claws into Jamie's body. The wolf-headed black goose did not bite him, but roared into his ears, launching a mental attack.

Below, Jaden also rushed out to assist the agents in fighting the werewolves, and managed to maintain the front line with great difficulty.

However, he still played to his recorded strength and seemed to be fighting back and forth with great effort.

In fact, he even had time to glance at the ruins from time to time, as if paying attention to what was happening.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a pool of liquid quietly sneaked into the ruins, seeped into the bunker entrance and the first gate, and came to the temporary station of agents between the first and second gates, where more than a dozen loyal agents were stationed.

And the commander-in-chief was behind the second extremely tight special door, and even the masked man could not penetrate it.

There are now only five people in the temporary office behind the second door: the commander-in-chief, his assistant, Jacob who had just recovered, and two senior agents.

The only way to communicate with the outside world here is through special satellite phones, so they learn about the situation outside from others.

As a refuge bunker, it naturally has an emergency evacuation passage, but the commander-in-chief was worried that someone was already waiting for him at the other end of the passage.

"Commander-in-chief, the current battle situation is not favorable, and we may need to move immediately!"

The assistant put down the phone, his face showing uncontrollable panic.

It was only his first day on duty! How could something like this happen?

"Emergency, we-click."

Suddenly, screams and gunshots were heard from the dedicated contact line with the agents outside the door.

"Be careful, Commander!"

The two senior agents immediately stood nervously in front of the commander-in-chief, their palms sweating as they held guns and bulletproof shields.

Gradually, the screams outside subsided and the place fell into an eerie silence.

"Open the door."

After the silence, these words came from the other side.

What a joke, who would take the initiative to open
The commander-in-chief's breath suddenly stopped, and he looked back with an incredible look.

At this moment, a dagger was held against his neck, and the owner of the dagger was actually Jacob, the only extraordinary person he thought he could trust!
"Commander-in-chief, please open the door. Don't let the distinguished guest wait impatiently."

Jacob said softly.

It was only then that the two senior agents noticed the abnormality behind them. For a moment, they didn't know where to point their guns.

"Whose man are you? Bush and the others, Lord Wolf, Holy Infant. It can't be Ricky." The commander-in-chief was like a gambler who had lost everything, suppressing indescribable anger and grief in his heart.

Traitor! Traitor! Why are there so many traitors around him?
Where are the loyal ministers?!
"If you don't want him to die now, don't do anything tricky. I know very well where the equipment is here." Jacob stared at the assistant, and he was so scared that he raised his hands high with a pale face.

"Commander-in-chief, you can choose to open the door and meet the other party, or I will send you to see God now."

The commander-in-chief clenched his fists and was slowly pushed towards the door.

Iris, voice and password verification are required here.

After a series of steps were completed, the door slowly opened with a thud. The body leaning against the door was knocked down. The door left a slight hole, and the blood on the ground seemed to rush in as if it could not wait, forming a trickle.

But no one cares about that, they only care about who is behind the door.

And in this tense situation, the commander-in-chief finally saw who was behind the scenes.

"Masked Man"

Why the masked man?
Why can the masked man command Jacob?

Why do I think Jacob is the most trustworthy?

Why does Jaden show such deep conflict with Jacob?

An idea flashed through his mind like thunder, connecting all his guesses together.

It was as if there was an invisible hand controlling his every move.

The masked man waved his wolf-claw-like hands past his ears, and in just a breath, two senior agents and an assistant were killed, leaving only three people at the scene.

"why are you?"

The commander-in-chief stared at him, seemingly unaware of the bloody marks on his throat.

"Commander-in-chief, I want to see what the scenery is like up there, but now all this depends on the opportunity you have given me." The masked man's voice was no longer disguised, and he slowly stated the so-called reason in Richie's voice.

"Rest in peace. In my mind, you will always be an excellent commander."

The wolf-shaped claws pierced into the commander-in-chief's heart and lungs.

With infinite reluctance, he slowly lost his strength and fell in a pool of blood.

(End of this chapter)