"You armed those who took action..."
Before Vice President Trump could finish his words, he was interrupted by Baccarve immediately and said, "I sold the fuse, Mr. Trump. I am the same as you."
"What do you want?"
Vice President Trump asked straight to the point, saying that he didn't want to be kept in the spotlight.
"Hahaha, your president." As he said this, Bakawi put his face in front of the screen.
At this time, the senior officials in the White House all raised their hearts to their throats and listened to his words with all their hearts.
"I can stop now, as long as you are willing to give him to me."
Bakawi also said his purpose without reservation, which was to nakedly threaten the vice president to hand over the president and accomplish impossible things.
There is no precedent in the world that threatens a country to hand over the highest right holder.
If this is done, it will be a world scandal.
How could the lord of a country be able to make a deal with it as soon as possible?
"Ha, don't even think about this."
Vice President Mr. Trump rejected the demon without even thinking.
"Then everyone from now on will be counted on you."
Bakavi said these words viciously and hung up the phone directly.
Vice President Trump leaned back to the back of the seat and began to think with an ugly expression.
Every senior official and staff sitting there also looked at the vice president in unison, as if they had no choice but to wait for the vice president to make the next step.
"Bacavi is a weapon sold under the name of a fake company. Some may be in London and find a company that is connected to him first." Trump ordered everyone.
The senior officials began to discuss with each other, and they were talking.
"He may have planned this action for several years, and there will inevitably be mistakes. We must find it before he catches the president. Let's start taking action now."
After saying that, he got up and let the departments start to cooperate with each other to carry out the tasks assigned by the vice president.
The Vice President has no idea about the terrorists for the time being. All he can do is mobilize the state machine and try his best to find his motive.
And Long Zhan and the President have also made new progress.
Long Zhan temporarily escaped from the terrorists' pursuit and had a chance to breathe.
This time he had to get some combat tools in hand, because now, except for the small briefcase he wanted to advertise, all other combat equipment had been lost after the plane crashed.
Look at the logo on this briefcase.
Very speechless.
I don’t know if the wishful thinking has been made, and if I can really advertise the company. Now I am trapped in a whirlpool and my life is almost impossible to save.
According to the current perspective, it is differently optimistic.
The task is still very difficult now.
Long Zhan is now completely unsure of whether he can make the president survive in the end.
Long Zhan led the president to walk aimlessly in the city and saw a policeman patrolling everywhere on the road, looking left and right, sneaking, probably fake policemen.
Long Zhan pulled the president to hide.
Now, in the sky above the city, helicopters are flying around and constantly rotating and patrolling.
Normally, Long Zhan just needs to go out and wave to let these helicopters pick him up, but he still doesn't dare to do so. Do you know if there are terrorists above.
The British government has been infiltrated!
Long Zhan hid behind a pile of ruins, listening to the sound of the fake policeman's footsteps getting closer and closer, and watching him walking past the hiding place.
Long Zhan took a long stick.
"Bang"
Before the fake policeman could react, Long Zhan had already crossed his stick in front of him and swung it heavily on his neck, knocking him to the ground.
The policeman caught off guard could no longer move, and his throat could not make loud noises because he was under too heavy pressure. He could only grab his neck with his hands.
It made a faint pitiful "ahhh" voice that no one could hear except Long Zhan and the President.
Seeing that he was beaten so hard that he was dizzy, let alone being able to stand up, Long Zhan threw the wooden stick, carried one of the policeman's hands and one foot, dragging him under the wall, trying to drag him to an inconspicuous place.
To avoid being caught by other patrolling fake policemen and helicopter shops in the sky.
"Long, he's a policeman."
After watching Long Zhan’s crime, the president said with some confusion, "I don’t know what Long Zhan wants to do, how can he beat the police?"
"Is that true? Are you sure?''
Long Zhan did not immediately answer the president's words, but looked at the president and asked a question.
Then he dragged the so-called policeman to the side, rode directly onto him, and took out the gun carried on his shoulder. He picked up the gun and signaled it to the president, "This is not a standard configuration for policemen."
The president did not answer, seemed to understand, and continued to watch Long Zhan.
Long Zhan came to the so-called policeman again and searched everywhere, but found a grenade.
Then he proudly said to the president who was inexplicably nearby: "It's credible this time."
Long Zhan immediately kicked the grenade he found into his pocket.
The president watched as he couldn't make any noise on the ground, and he kept covering his neck with his hands, his eyes wide open.
His legs began to kick and glare on the ground, and continued to make a faint painful hum.
The policeman looks like he will die soon, so don't worry about resisting.
The president couldn't bear to look at him and turned his head away.
"The first time I saw someone suffocating."
The president also put himself in the fake policeman and couldn't help but loosen his tie and twist his neck, saying with some helplessness.
"I didn't bring a knife." Long Zhan joked to the president.
His meaning seemed to be to show that if Long Zhan brought a knife, the policeman would not have been so embarrassed.
Long Zhan continued to search all kinds of things on him, inside and outside.
"Look, he has more ammunition on his body than the entire US military."
After a while, Long Zhan found a large amount of ammunition from him.
Long Zhan showed off to the president the ammunition he searched for.
Just after showing off, Long Zhan stuffed the ammunition he had just found into his clothes, pants, and even briefcase.
"How did they do it? There must be someone inside, right?" The president asked in confusion when he saw so much ammunition.
"Yes, it should be."
At this time, Long Zhan had already found all the ammunition on him. Fortunately, he still had a briefcase, otherwise he would not be able to hold so much ammunition.
At first glance, this policeman looked no different from an ordinary policeman, but he didn't expect that there was so much ammunition on his body.
Dragon Zhan gained a lot this time.
Chapter completed!