DC New Krypton

night.

In the cool night and quiet night, the spacious, solid and elegant White House, with its strong European style, British architectural style and American architectural style, looks very peaceful and calm.

Even the crickets dare not chirp in this atmosphere.

Oval Office of the President.

The huge blue carpet could only silence the footsteps of 20 people, but it could not quiet their breathing.

They are all in high positions and belong to the presidential faction.

Although the President of the United States was forced by the United Nations and his own political opponents to issue an apology about aliens, and stated that he would withdraw from politics for the rest of his life and devote the rest of his life to public welfare in order to seek forgiveness from the people.

But it is obvious that many people and parties do not buy it.

And because of the overly powerful aliens, even if the president announced his retirement from politics, he was forcefully dragged into the position of president by other parties. Since these are critical times, let the president remain in the position of president and exude the last remaining light.

The Vice President was afraid to accept the job of President for a moment.

In short, the president is asked to sit there for a few days to see how the aliens behave and make plans.

If the aliens did not show their anger or anything, then of course the president would step down immediately. After all, it is normal for him to have committed such a big crime, affecting the peace between humans and aliens, and committing a major crime against human beings.

If aliens come looking for you in anger, the president will still be the president. It was him who made the decision, so go find him.

Politics has always been quite real.

If it weren't for the people in the Oval Presidential Office who once advocated dismemberment of aliens and greed for immortality, and were all labeled as greedy power holders and sinners against human peace, then they wouldn't be here and would have run away long ago. On the way.

They are a group of people who are waiting for execution but are unwilling to give up power, wealth, reputation, status and life. Waiting for the press conference to start.

"here we go!"

Someone had been paying attention to the big TV hanging on the wall. When he saw Haile on the TV taking action, he couldn't help but interrupt everyone's contemplation, which they couldn't figure out no matter how hard they tried.

For a time, all the 20 people in the Oval Presidential Office turned their attention to the TV screen.

"Everyone, the reason why I haven't left even though I'm on Earth is because I want to conquer the world." Haier's charming magnetic voice came from the TV.

There was a boom, and the entire 20 people in the Oval Presidential Office seemed to be stunned by thunder.

They would not think that they and others who once wanted to dismember aliens would still survive after being conquered by aliens and help aliens control the earth.

During the first alien war in Anchorage, the aliens had already announced what they would do to them.

"I don't plan to leave for the time being. Don't worry, as long as you don't struggle, you will die without pain. Not against the earth, but against those of you who want to dismember me."

That kind of emotionless, superior, and indifferent treatment is a feeling they are familiar with, and they often use this attitude to deal with some insignificant ants.

But now they are not in power, but ants.

"Arrogant!!"

An old man is sitting on a white leather sofa, wearing an elegant handmade suit and a delicate gold and diamond chain. Even his white beard is neatly trimmed. He looks very gentlemanly and aristocratic. He is holding a cane with both hands. , the wrinkles on his face turned red with anger, he kept punching the blue carpet with his cane, and kept cursing arrogance.

After scolding him for a few times, he fainted from anger, causing the people next to him to quickly call for emergency help to carry the old man out.

As soon as he went outside, the old man woke up and quickly ordered people to take him to the hospital on the pretext of sudden cerebral hemorrhage. On the way to the hospital, he got into his private car and quickly escaped from the city and ran to a hospital. The department has already prepared supplies that can last for at least 20 years. They are hiding deep in the air-raid shelter base 860 meters above the ground.

Aliens say they want to conquer the world and kill people like themselves who want to dismember them. If they don't run away, why are they waiting? What else can be discussed?

In the end, I'm afraid I won't be coerced into dropping a nuclear bomb.

Whether he let go or not, whether he died or not, he was not present, and there was a high chance that he would survive afterwards. As an old man, he thought everything through and ran away.

The 19 high-ranking people who were still in the Oval Office were completely unable to calm down when they saw Michael flying into the thick dark clouds and blowing them away.

Why are you so unreasonable?

"No wonder we privately promised him no territory anywhere. He wants the entire earth."

"Damn it, whether it was the United Nations sending envoys or us secretly asking to surrender, he never responded."

"Alien, you are too ambitious."

"Hell, if it hadn't been for the dismemberment incident, we wouldn't have been targeted. Even if he conquered the Earth, we would still be alive and well. He needs the manpower to run the world after all."

"I'm willing to pay any price and do anything for him to save my own life."

"He conquered the earth, and all you have is his."

"It's useless. The psychological team has estimated his personality based on his behavior. He is an unscrupulous beast who despises life and has no ability to empathize with humans on Earth."

"Does he... have any weaknesses? Have you found his weakness?"

"······No."

"Nuclear bomb...let's do it."

"The nuke should be able to hurt him."

"Send a nuke and kill him!"

"Nuclear bomb..."

"As for the nuclear bomb, let's discuss it later."

"Let's threaten him with a nuclear bomb first and then see what happens."

"After all, nuclear bombs are most powerful when they are not launched."

Facing an alien who didn't even know if a nuclear bomb could kill them, they clung to the nuclear bomb but didn't dare to release their last trump card.

Everyone present felt very powerless.

There are no conspiracies, political calculations, or scheming schemes. There is nothing that can be done.

They can only wait for death to come. The feeling of powerlessness is always caused by them using money, status, and power to pressure others, leaving others with no way out, nowhere to complain, and nothing to do, so that they finally die in despair.

Now it's their turn.

"From the moment I speak, the planet's finances, economy, banks, and networks, have been locked down."

"I will create a grand empire on Earth."

"Starting tomorrow, I will spend a day cleaning up the most powerful country on earth under my feet. I ask all countries to see the reality clearly and not to engage in unnecessary struggles."

"I don't have too much desire to kill. Ordinary people, please don't riot. This is a top-level change that has nothing to do with you."

The 19 powerful people in the Oval Office are pale and depressed. Why should we be purged first?

Is it appropriate to fight the BOSS from the beginning?

We are the strongest!

We are the strongest country on earth!

You fight other small countries to practice and practice the experience of destroying countries and gaining experience in governing...

Damn you!

"Nuclear bomb!"

"Nuclear bomb! Launch a nuclear bomb!"

"If we can't kill him, we only have a dozen hours to live!"

"Launch a nuclear bomb!!"

A group of people lost their manners. They were so irritated that they pulled away the ties that tied their necks tightly. They couldn't breathe. They began to shout with red eyes, and their expressions began to go crazy.

"Calm down! Calm down. You first contact the Minister of Defense to prepare the nuclear bomb base. I will contact all countries to identify the opportunity and jointly launch a nuclear bomb to execute him!" The president's face was grim. Launching a nuclear bomb must not be limited to one country alone.

He started contacting other countries, but the news he got was bad.

"Well...we should put peace first and not consider using nuclear bombs easily."

"It's not like you attack our country first, don't drag our country into the water. When you competed with our country for nuclear bomb reserves, your nuclear bombs were enough to clean the earth, right? Do you still need to jointly launch nuclear bombs? Our country is prepared to see the situation after 24 hours."

"Our country advises you to surrender."

"Our country does not believe this is a wise choice."

The president hung up the phone from several countries and his heart dropped.

I'm sorry that these countries want to see what the situation will be like in their own country in 24 hours. In addition, the United States itself has enough nuclear bombs. If it wants to launch nuclear bombs to kill aliens, there is no need to jointly launch nuclear bombs with other countries.

If launching nuclear bombs cannot kill aliens, then fine, it was launched by the United States, and it has nothing to do with the whole world.

At this moment, the president felt nakedly abandoned and isolated by the world.

"Shit! I applied for a nuclear bomb, and the Minister of Defense quickly approved it. The nuclear bomb is ready!"

A high-ranking person who finished the satellite phone call cursed angrily, saying that even the entire country had given up on them, and quickly approved the nuclear bomb application. Now all that is needed is the nuclear code box next to the president, and the president can directly confirm it.

If nuclear bombs kill aliens, the president will still step down.

If they can't be killed, it's the president who dropped the nuclear bomb and it's none of their business.

The president was burdened with a lot. Looking at the bright red button in the black leather box, he was so frightened that he did not dare to press it.

"Press it!"

"The alien is showing off its power after defeating the monster."

"This is the best time!"

"Press it quickly!"

"Do not hesitate!"

The president was yelling at MMP in his heart. If you have the guts, just press it. Don't push it, hurry it up.

In the end, the president struggled with pain in his heart, a painful tear dropped from the corner of his eye, and pressed the bright red button. From now on, his family, everything, his wife, son, lover, money, reputation, power, status, everything will disappear.

After pressing it, he felt so ferocious in his heart that his face was distorted. He kept pressing the button with his fingers, frantically pressing the bright red button to create the phantom.

“Die!!!!”