Peerless Genius System

Chapter 658: Blow up

President Bama's face darkened. The masked man had hit home with his last sarcastic remark. "Developing nuclear weapon"' was an excuse that he was fond of using to scare other countries for the benefit of the Mei nation. The cabinet ministers were aware of this, but it was something that the public did not know. Whether by design or otherwise, Mie had informed the public about something true.

"Are the programming experts in FBI a bunch of useless turds? Why have they not recovered the transmission signal to all the major platforms yet?" President Bama turned around and glared at the Head of the FBI. He was fuming mad, and his flaming eyes showed the extent of rage that was seething inside him.

A cold sweat broke as the Head of the FBI tried to offer a reply to the President. But he had neither an explanation nor an answer for him. There was another piece of shocking information that he had yet to report to the President. It was apparent that the Hua nation had a team of highly skilled programmers who were just as capable as Mie now existed in the Hua nation. The FBI had tried to hack into the Hua nation gateway on multiple occasions, but their experts had blocked every single attempt they made.

"Time flies when we are having a good time. My dear Mei nationals, I will now let you know why I flew over here and why I want to blow up the White House."

Xiao Luo showed a set of photos on all the broadcasting channels. The pictures showed the bodies of the failed genetic engineering experiments. Some victims had their intestines and stomachs cut up, some of their bodies were ulcerated and filled with pus, and some had their skins peeled off. There were many other horrific images. Every picture was bloody, and all of them revealed the horrendous pain the victims were put through while alive. They looked like they had gone through several levels of punishment in hell.

"Oh, my God! What happened to all these people?"

"What did they do to them? How did they become like this?"

"Faces distorted, mouths wide open like a struggling ghost. I can see the despair on the faces."

"They were put through inhumane abuse before they died!"

"Why did this masked man display all these pictures? Do not tell me it had something to do with our federal government?"

The broadcast of those photos stirred up the Mei nation. The Mei nationals who saw the pictures experienced shock and were outraged. The immediate assumption was that their federal government had something to do with this incident. But if it involved the federal government, then what sort of people were running their country? What other horrifying things had they conducted in secret? The thought was terrifying.

The cabinet ministers under President Bama were in a state of panic now. In a country that promoted freedom of speech, the leaked information would expose the people behind the experiments and would make them an enemy of their people.

"Turn it off!"

The Minister of the Defense shouted. Venting his anger, he kicked the FBI Head's leg hard. With a murderous look on his face, he screamed, "I do not care what kind of method you use. I want your men to turn it off immediately. This broadcast cannot continue. Hurry it up!"

"Understood."

The Head of the FBI quickly went off to carry out the order. As things were already at such a critical stage, they were only left with one drastic solution—they would have to cut off the electric supply of every major broadcasting network. However, these broadcasting stations had their backup power supply, and it would take a while to cut them off completely.

The live broadcast continued to air.

Xiao Luo explained, "As you can see, they tortured these people while they were still alive. The abuse went on till they died. They were all Asians captured by the Ri nation military. They locked these victims inside a biochemical base for the live experiments. When the experiments failed, the victims would end up looking like those you see in the pictures. They gathered data from these failed experiments to use them for the next one."

Every victim had undergone vivisection. The genetic engineering base in the Ri nation had the backing of the federal government of the Mei nation. Your federal government provided them with support and the required technology. Professor Adrian, the biochemical professor of Washington University, created the technology to transform an ordinary man into a genetic warrior. As far as I know, the genetic engineering base in the Ri nation is not the only one involving the Mei nation."

And they have also researched gene warriors on home ground, and the people they captured for these live experiments were possibly Mei nationals like you. So, I am sure all of you are now clear of the reason why I came to the Mei nation."

What?

The entire country was in chaos. The words delivered by the masked man made the Mei nationals doubt their federal government, which had always advocated freedom, fairness, and equality. So how could the Mei nationals allow this kind of government to lead the nation? Fear rapidly spread across the country like the plague.

At a villa in Washington, Ian sat on a sofa watching the broadcast. A strange look swept across his face. Some memory seemed to have jolted him. He looked like he had remembered something dreadful. A nightmarish image was flashing through his mind. Sweat began forming on his forehead. His eyes narrowed, and he unconsciously squeezed the beer can in his hands. The froth from the beer dripped onto the floor.

"Alright, the moment has come for me to fulfill my promise. The White House is just the beginning. My next target will be the FBI headquarters. To all the Mei nationals, may God be with you!"

Xiao Luo ended the broadcast. Suddenly, the screen switched back to the meeting room at the Pentagon. When the switch happened, the camera was still on President Bama, who was standing at the rostrum. The audience saw a grim-faced president.

At that moment, a long-range missile rose from the western military base. It flew across the sky about a thousand meters high, like a comet, and its trajectory was sending it directly to the White House, Washington DC.

WHOOSH.

Hearing the missile and knowing its destructive power made everyone's hair stand on ends. The Mei nationals in Washington were so scared that they started screaming. Many people working in their offices rushed out to look. They lifted their heads and saw the missile flying across the sky about a thousand meters above them.

The police officers, FBI agents, and the SEAL teams deployed around the White House grounds lifted their heads and watched the missile coming toward them in horror. They had thought of countless ways that an enemy could attack the White House, but they never expected this.

"God damn it! Hurry and stop it!"

President Bama finally got his senses back and quickly shouted out.

But it was too late to stop it. The missile landed on the White House, just as he finished his sentence.

BOOM!

The blast reverberated across the city and the White House suffered a great of damage and crumbled. In an instant, debris from that explosion spread all over the vicinity. The police officers and FBI agents around the White House suffered injuries from the falling debris, and many of them were bleeding. There were cries and moans of pain from the injured as they laid writhing on the ground.

Smoke and dust rose into the air. The White House had turned into a heap of debris, and as the dust slowly settled, a large wooden oval table was burning up in flames in the center of the wreckage.

Some reporters who reacted quickly were already at the scene. They covered the story live, and their cameras captured footage of the place as it happened. President Bama was in shock. Then he lost control of his emotions when he saw the footage. He kicked the lectern in front of him, turned around, and left the podium. He recognized that oval-shaped wooden table—it was his office desk.

Shame, anger, and an unwillingness to accept defeat. These three emotions were tearing through the president.

"F*CK!"

Not long afterward, they could hear President Bama shouting out in anger in the long corridor. It was a voice filled with heart-wrenching sorrow.

The Vice-President, the Minister of Defense, the Minister of Justice, and the other cabinet ministers were furiously issuing the same order with grim looks on their faces. The order was to find and kill the Thousand-Faced Killer, Xiao Han, no matter what it took!