It's time, it's time to become an evil god

"A close-up of the Statue of Liberty?"

Although Dr. G didn't know what medicine was being sold in the other party's gourd, he agreed to the request and asked to shift the screen to the position of the Statue of Liberty.

At this time, Dr. G was surprised to find that the cameras on the streets of New York were not blocked. Those spreading creepers seemed to avoid the cameras on purpose, so that the people of the Abnormal Containment Foundation could see the dangers of society.

The red flesh and blood creep has wrapped the entire Statue of Liberty, and the arm that was holding the torch high up seems to have turned into a bean curd project and began to crumble.The rescue helicopter hovering over the Statue of Liberty witnessed the whole process. At this time, the Statue of Liberty made a babbling metal friction sound, accompanied by a loud noise, and the arm holding the torch fell directly from the sky. Crashing into the harbor of New York, the flesh and blood creep covering the Statue of Liberty began to peel off continuously, and collapsed together with the exterior of the bronze statue, leaving only the metal and steel frame exposed to the air.

Then half of the Statue of Liberty's body began to rotate continuously like a twist, and the metal steel frame was squeezed into a mess.

Dr. G watched this scene between the screens, forgot to speak, and even the entire command room fell silent.

"my Lord."

Commander Anglo was stunned for a moment, and then the voices of other contingents sent to New York came from the communicator.

"No, Dr. G, something happened to the Brooklyn Bridge."

At this time, the end of the screen switched to the Brooklyn Bridge. This bloody bridge, which had been covered with bloody creeps, collapsed. Concrete, metal blocks, and vehicles on the bridge all fell into the sea, and large swathes of red creeping floated in the azure blue. On the surface of the sea, the sea was dyed blood red like spreading algae.

madman.

A complete lunatic.

A pale and desperate expression appeared on Dr. G's face. At this time, the high-level personnel of the foundation also called Dr. G and loudly reprimanded him for his dereliction of duty in action.

"Yes, I'm sorry, we didn't expect his methods to be so terrific at all."

When she learned that red spores that were suspected of creeping blankets began to appear in Los Angeles and even Seattle, Dr. G panicked, and she began to contact Baige proactively.

"Now do you believe that I have the ability to destroy the world?"

Dr. G's lips trembled, he was no longer as calm as before, and said, "I, I promise you. Arrange someone to pick you up to the shelter now."

"No."

Bai Ge had no intention of stopping at all. He sat on the mech with his legs crossed, looked at the world that had been corroded beyond recognition by the creep blanket and had already hung human chrysalis on the wall one by one, and said, "Because of your lack of cooperation, I Now there is one more condition."

Dr. G was about to go crazy. He was deeply afraid that if he said a wrong word, he would become the culprit for the extinction of human civilization. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he asked cautiously, "What conditions?"

"Relax, ma'am, the conditions are very simple."

Bai Ge said, "I want to watch your President Trump perform a striptease live in front of the whole country."

"..."

Hearing this wicked request, Dr. G stomped her feet almost angrily. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "This...Mr. Calamity, can you please change to a talent show that is not so hellish."

"That's good. If you don't agree, change your request."

The other party didn't expect Baige to agree to his request so easily, he breathed a sigh of relief, tried to keep his voice steady, and asked cautiously, "What does Mr. Disaster want to do that day?"

As a result, a sentence from the other party almost raised her blood pressure.

"Let President Trump eat shit in front of the entire nation."

"..."

Dr. G clenched her fists, and she said in a trembling voice, "I can't decide this matter, I need to ask my superiors."

Bai Ge glanced at the time on the watch, and stretched lazily, "You have 10 minutes, during which the spread of blood and flesh creep will not stop, and now the safety of all human beings in North America is in your hands on people."

Dr. G dropped the communicator, stood up quickly and stumbled towards the small black room, which was the only room where he could directly communicate with the top personnel of the Foundation.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Dr. G turned on the projection communicator, and six invisible figures appeared in front of him.In the age of the Internet, what happened in New York City has alarmed the top governments around the world.Even the high-level personnel of the Foundation, who have always kept their heads under wraps, had to step up to the stage.

Dr. G swallowed his saliva, and said those words with difficulty, "The condition he proposed is to let the president eat shit."

The six holographic projections fell silent, and they paced back and forth, looking at the most respected person in the meeting room.And Dr. G was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

After a long silence, the highest level responded.

"Is there no room for maneuver?"

"The other party didn't give us a chance to choose at all."

Dr. G shook his head and said silently, "If there is no reply after 10 minutes, all human beings in the world will die together. Even if we drop tactical nuclear warheads on New York now, it will be too late."

"Those creeps have spread to more than half of the United States, and are still spreading towards Canada and Mexico. They are not afraid of high temperature or cold, and can adapt to the high-salt environment of the ocean. The survival of human beings all over the world is already in the hands of each other. We have reason to believe that even if this person is eliminated, it will not be able to prevent the spread of blood and flesh creep and spores."

"alright."

The other party sighed silently, with a heavy tone, and said with great heartache, "For the future of mankind, President Trump can only be wronged while doing a striptease and eating shit."

Chapter 280 I'm done! Ollie!

It never occurred to me that letting the president eat shit was a matter of a high-level statement. Dr. G presumptuously asked, "Can we do it?"

"You don't need to know the details."

What Dr. G waited for was just a scolding, and the top management of the foundation replied lightly, "The chaebols of Wall Street will put pressure on him, you just need to be responsible for handling the handover issue with him, since this suspected human being has no Starting to destroy the world means that he wants something from us, remember to pay attention to propriety when negotiating, and try to delay the other party as much as possible, and the top management of the foundation will discuss which containment to use to detain and contain the other party."

"..."

Dr. G took a deep breath, patted his face, tried to keep calm and walked back to his post.Unexpectedly, the high-level executives were still thinking about trying to imprison the other party at this moment of helplessness. Thinking of this, Dr. G couldn't help feeling sad in his heart. Even the powerful president of the United States eventually became a pawn to play with at will, and they These staff who stick to the most dangerous abyss are abandoned children who can be abandoned at any time.

Thinking of this, Dr. G shuddered all over. After joining the organization, she was ready to die, but not yet ready to die.She would rather give herself a bullet than lose the whole world's right to choose a spouse in public.

After returning to the position in the command room, Dr. G took over the communicator, tried to maintain his composure, and calmly said, "Mr. Natural Disaster, we have agreed to your request, and now we are doing ideological work with the President."

Bai Ge asked casually indifferently, "What if the other party doesn't agree?"

Dr. G said calmly, "Then we will replace the president on the spot who is willing to cooperate."

At the same time, President Trump is heading to the Doomsday Fortress under the protection of the Secret Service. The underground Presidential Emergency Operations Center of the White House, which was originally planned to be transferred, has been filled with red flocs and is still wriggling trying to pass through the elevator shaft. spread to the ground.

The entire White House was in chaos. At first they thought they had been attacked by some kind of unknown attack. It was not until Trump was notified by the foundation and told to evacuate that he realized the seriousness of the situation.

Those weird killings for no reason are much more terrifying than humans.

Nuclear weapons can wipe out a regime, but they cannot wipe out supernatural monsters.

There is no way, Trump can only leave the White House under the escort of Secret Service personnel, go to Andrews Air Force Base to take Air Force One to the Cheyenne Mountain Doomsday Bunker in Colorado Springs for refuge.

However, before leaving, the secret service personnel in charge of the president's security work changed his face instantly after receiving a mysterious call, and after a few gloomy answers, he turned his head and said to the president behind him, "Sorry, Your Excellency President, are you still here?" Can't leave the White House."

"When is this, why don't you leave? Do you want to die?"

Red lichens had begun to spread on the lawn outside, covering the yard densely, like creeping creepers, climbing up the outer wall of the White House.

Trump became anxious, poked the opponent's chest, and roared, "Your accusation is to protect me, understand?"

The president's personal bodyguard of the Secret Service closed the door instead, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is an order from above."

Trump became impatient, and roared frantically, "Boss? Which boss? Your mission is to protect me!"

At this time, the red phone behind the president's office rang, making Trump shiver in fright.

There is only one red telephone route in North America...

The Secret Service security officer explained, "Sorry, it's a call from the top of the Foundation, and they want to talk to you directly."

Trump took a deep breath, picked up the phone with trembling hands, and a majestic and heavy voice came from the opposite side.

"Mr. Trump, now you have a chance to save the world."

"A chance to save the world?"

At this time, the President seemed like a child who made a mistake, waiting for the adult to reprimand him, he said in a low voice, "What do I need to do?"

"You don't need to make any great sacrifices and sacrifices, you just need to do one thing. National live broadcast striptease and eat shit, this is how you save all mankind."

"what?"

Trump thought he had heard it wrong at first, "You want me to eat...shit?"

"What? Is it difficult for you?"

The person on the other end of the phone was immediately unhappy when he heard this, "Now the whole White House is my people inside and out, as long as I give an order, don't say you eat shit, even rat poison. Give me a drink!"

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the presidential door, and Secret Service agents walked in wearing gas masks and carrying a large bucket of the foul-smelling paste.The others rummaged through the White House and found a sexy bikini said to have been worn by Lewinsky in a dusty corner.

At this time, Trump is already riding a tiger.

Other Secret Service employees also begged, "Your Excellency, I still have a wife and daughter. I don't want them gone. For the sake of all human beings, you can eat it..."

"Excuse me……"

After a moment of silence, Trump said slowly, "When I eat later, can I add some old godmothers?"

Although New York is empty, people in other cities are taking advantage of this moment to enjoy the zero-dollar buying and selling activities. The police manpower to enforce martial law is not enough, and the National Guard must be mobilized.

The zero-dollar carnival was in full swing, and at this time they found that the billboard on the street screen showed the president appearing in the White House bathroom.

Everyone on the bustling street was stunned. After seeing this scene, many rednecks felt their beliefs collapsed.

What kind of ghosts and monsters are the big presidents we voted for? ? ?

The appearance of the president this time does look a bit strange, and the TV station requires children to watch it with the company of their parents. Even members of the gay club expressed sincere emotion when they saw this scene.

Unexpectedly, the president is actually a deep cabinet.

The face of Trump on the screen was pale. At that moment, he suddenly hoped that people all over the world could temporarily lose their memory at this moment, or find NASA to restart the Mars exploration plan after the end, leave the earth forever, settle on Mars, and never come back.

"Although it's not the same time, it's the same unlocking, veterans, today I'm going to challenge the president to eat poop once."

The big president with a distorted face spoke out his crappy Chinese lines in a stiff tone, and picked up the plate while dancing and twisting his buttocks.

"It's done, Aoli!"

Chapter 290 You Are Happy Too Soon!

Bai Ge watched President Trump's talent show on the big screen with great interest, and nodded with satisfaction. At this time, the White House has turned into a red square, and the world is full of blood.The vigilant Secret Service employees found that the red slowly converged into a red sickle and hammer shape, hanging high on the top floor of the White House.

what is this?Redification of America?

What should be done has been done, and Dr. G tentatively asked if the other party could stop?

Bai Ge held his chin, thought for a moment, and snapped his fingers. The mycelium that had been expanding and spreading stopped instantly, and the red human cocoons hanging on the walls and telephone poles burst open, and the living people inside fell to the ground, struggling. Get up.The result was that their bodies were suddenly and irreversibly changed.

An uncle got up in a daze, but found that the surrounding situation was not quite right. He found that his eyesight was much shorter, and finally looked at the glass window of the nearby shop, almost screaming in panic.

"what?"