"Pfft!"
However, this answer made Joseph's face turn a sickly red. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
"It's time for this farce to end."
Ding Ning muttered to himself, but everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
The Dragon King, Ding Lie, and the other two did not know whether to laugh or cry. Although they had gotten rid of Joseph's trump card, this was Area 51. How could it be so easy to leave alive?
However, in Ding Ning's mouth, it was just a farce. How could they endure that relaxed tone of his?
Joseph was also stunned when he heard that. Then, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes and he laughed wildly. "Do you really think that you can leave alive after getting rid of the ancient mammoth?"
"Oh, could it be that you still have a trump card that you haven't used?"
Ding Ning asked with great interest.
"Since you're courting death, then wait to taste the taste of despair."
With a crazed look on his face, Joseph turned his head and ordered Bale, "Release Number One."
"General Joseph, you can't do that. Number One is completely uncontrollable. If it's released, all of us will die."
Bale shuddered and dissuaded him with a face full of fear.
"General Joseph, we can think of other ways. You can't release Number One."
"General Joseph, please take back your order. You're playing with fire. If Number One loses control, all of us will die."
"Yeah, we can send all the biochemical warriors to kill them, but Number One must not be released."
…
The Patriarchs of the other great clans were also extremely terrified, and they were desperately trying to persuade the Patriarchs.
"Shut up. Do you guys have the final say here or do I have the final say?"
Joseph was enraged, and he glared at them coldly as he shouted.
"Of course you have the final say. But Number One …"
All the leaders shut their mouths resentfully. Bale was terrified. He mustered up his courage and wanted to dissuade Joseph, but he swallowed his words when he saw Joseph's unquestionable glare.
Although all the major families had their hands in Area 51, investing a huge amount of money and enjoying the benefits of the latest high-tech products, the real power was still in Joseph's hands. If he insisted on releasing Number One, there was nothing they could do.
However, they all knew that Number One was an uncontrollable monster. Once it was released, everyone would probably die.
Although they were not Chinese, they knew that a gentleman would not stand under a collapsing wall. Although Area 51 had brought them great benefits, what was the point of spending money if they did not have their lives?
So, when they saw that Joseph was determined to release Number One, they exchanged glances and made a unanimous decision to immediately leave this place.
It just so happened that Joseph also knew that Number One's existence couldn't be revealed to the public at this moment. He asked them to immediately shut down the global live broadcast, and they took this opportunity to sneak away quietly.
Bast looked apologetically at his son, Andrea, whose face was still full of confusion, and quietly turned to leave.
He didn't have a choice. He didn't dare to ask Andrea to go with him. Otherwise, if Joseph, who was obviously in a frenzied state, discovered their intentions, no one would be able to escape.
"Eh? Why did it suddenly stop? "
"What's going on? Why did the live broadcast stop? "
"F * ck, what's going on? Can those people from the Divine Prefecture survive?"
"Damn Americans. Just as I was interested, the signal was cut off."
"It must be the governments of the various countries. The Americans actually hacked the communication networks of the various governments. This is a provocation to all the countries. "
"What were they doing earlier? Cutting off the broadcast now?
Are they trying to keep us in suspense? "
"What's the trump card of the Americans? Could it be Godzilla? "
"These damn Americans. How dare they create such a terrifying monster like the ancient mammoth. What are they trying to do?"
…
The viewers who were watching the live broadcast in front of their televisions suddenly realized that the television signal had suddenly disappeared. Instantly, they exploded and moved to the internet to vent their dissatisfaction.
Just as Bessita and the others were pretending to be calm as they jogged to the exit of Area 51, they heard a deafening and terrifying roar. The entire ground shook violently, causing their expressions to change drastically. They could no longer pretend to be calm, and ran as fast as they could, as though they were fleeing for their lives.
In front of them, car lights flashed. This made them ecstatic and they quickly ran to the middle of the road to stop a car. They wanted to hitch a ride and escape as soon as possible.
After all, their cars were parked in the underground carpark of Area C. To avoid alerting Joseph, they did not even dare to drive there.
"General Herman, quick, turn around and leave."
When the car stopped, Bast and the rest realized that the person was General Herman, the garrison officer who was closest to Area 51. They swarmed over like a swarm of bees and shouted anxiously with a long face.
"Eh, Clan Leader Keneby, Clan Leader Roman … What are you guys doing?"
Herman was confused and asked in bewilderment.
"It's too late. Quick, turn around and leave. Otherwise, all of us will die."
Seeing that Herman was still in the mood to dawdle, Bast hurriedly urged him.
"What's going on? What's going on? "
Herman's heart sank. He realized that something big must have happened, so he quickly asked anxiously.
Otherwise, these rich and noble clan leaders would not look as if they had seen a ghost.
"Joseph has gone mad. He released Number One."
Seeing that Herman still had no intention of turning around, Bast could not care about anything else and shouted angrily.
"One … Number One?"
Herman's expression changed. Even his teeth were chattering. He could no longer care about conveying the president's order. Without saying anything, he immediately turned around. He even ordered the two cars behind him to pull everyone away through the walkie-talkie and leave this place as fast as possible.
"Mr. Clem, please tell the president that something big has happened. This bastard Joseph released … released Number One."
On the way, Herman listened to Bast and the rest, who were still in shock, narrate the incident in detail. Then, he immediately called the White House to report.
"Crazy! What is this bastard Joseph trying to do? Does he want to destroy the world? He's the sinner of America. No, he's the sinner of the entire human race … Herman, you must stop him. Stop him immediately. "
After Clem heard the report, his entire body was trembling as he roared at the top of his lungs.
"Mr. Clem, I'm very sorry. I can't carry out your order. Although I'm a soldier, I refuse to carry out an order that's no different than asking me to commit suicide."
Herman objected with an extremely firm attitude.
Putting aside the fact that Clem was just an aide of the president and did not have the right to order him, a general, directly, even if he did, he had the right to refuse to carry out such a deadly mission in America, a country that valued human rights.
Of course, this so-called human rights was only effective for certain privileged classes, and Herman happened to belong to this privileged class.
"Alright, I'll report to the president right away and ask for instructions on how to deal with this emergency. General Herman, please keep the communication open at all times."
Clem also knew that he had overstepped his authority in a moment of desperation. After saying that in a hurry, he immediately turned around to report to the president.
Herman laid on the back seat with lingering fear as he looked behind him. It was as if there was a lurking beast waiting to devour him in the dark.
It was as if a terrifying monster was staring at him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably. Immediately, he urged the driver, "Hurry! Drive faster! Leave this damn place as fast as you can!"
However, most people in this world did not live up to their expectations. Just when the driver was about to speed up, he suddenly saw countless car lights flashing in front of him, causing him to squint his eyes. He retracted his foot that was on the accelerator. Not only did he not speed up, he slowed down instead.
"Hank, didn't you hear what I said? Why aren't you speeding up? "
Herman sat in the back seat and looked at the back of the car. He did not notice the car lights in front of him. Feeling that the car was slowing down instead of speeding up, he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.
"S-Sir, there are so many cars in front of us. The car lights are so bright that I can't even open my eyes."
The driver, Hank, explained in an aggrieved manner.
Herman was stunned when he heard that. He turned his head and looked forward. The dazzling car lights made him squint his eyes in displeasure. He mumbled, "It's the f * cking middle of the night. Why are there so many cars?"
"Don't tell me these people are also going to Area 51? We must stop them immediately. "
Bast, who was sitting in the same car as him, said.
Herman deeply agreed. The terrain here was relatively remote. There were no other towns and cities in front of them except Area 51. These people might really be going to Area 51. Hurriedly, he ordered the driver, "Hank, get out of the car and tell them that no matter what they are going to Area 51 for, tell them to turn around and leave immediately."
"Yes, sir."
Hank immediately pushed open the car door and walked toward the opposite side in an aggressive manner. The car lights of these bastards were hurting his eyes, and he was even reprimanded by his superior. He was holding back his anger, and this was a good opportunity to teach these bastards a lesson.
But when he got closer and got used to the lights, his expression suddenly changed. The anger on his face immediately disappeared, and he gave up on the idea of teaching them a lesson.
What a joke. A convoy of more than a hundred military off-road vehicles was lined up in a long line that stretched as far as the eye could see. Even his own general would not have such a grand style when he went out. Even if he was given eight guts, he would not dare to cause trouble for them.
"Um, I'm General Herman's guard, Hank. You are …"
Hank rubbed his hands together and put away his arrogant face. He walked to the front of the car and knocked on the window. When the electronic window slowly rolled down, he eagerly sat down and introduced himself. He didn't want to be treated as a robber and shot to death by the other party.
But before he finished speaking, his voice came to an abrupt halt. He looked at the few faces wearing tiger head masks in the window with a face full of horror. A black muzzle stretched out from the window and pressed against his forehead. He was so scared that he immediately raised his hands, and his mind went blank.
Did he see a f * cking ghost? Who the hell were these people? They were actually wearing masks. Could they be terrorists?
But no matter how courageous the terrorists were, they would not dare to be so arrogant, right? Getting more than a hundred military off-road vehicles to openly drive through the streets, were those CIA good-for-nothings to be trifled with?
"General Herman? What's your relationship with Joseph? "
A man's voice came from the car with a slightly stiff English, making Hank shiver all over. He was more and more sure of the other party's guess. These guys were definitely terrorists from outside the country.
"Speak!"
Seeing that he did not answer for a long time, the man who pointed the gun at him suddenly shouted angrily. This word was actually spoken in the Shenzhou language.
Hank opened his mouth in shock. Although he could not speak the Shenzhou language, he could also hear that the other party was speaking in the Shenzhou language.
Terrorists from Shenzhou? It should not be. Shenzhou was one of the safest countries in the world. It was a forbidden place for mercenaries, and there was no soil for terrorists to breed. How could there be such a terrifying number of Shenzhou terrorists swaggering in America pretending to be military personnel? This was too arrogant.
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