Chapter 776

"This is a chaotic order!"

"This is reckless, how can this be allowed? I absolutely..."

"Boss!"

Just as Mr. Newsom was red-faced and indicating that he would hold a press conference to denounce Washington for being chaotic, an assistant ran up and whispered in Newsom's ear.

Newsom's expression stiffened instantly, his eyes widened, and he looked at his assistant.

"Really or fake?"

"Really, the Secretary's assistant just called and said this isn't aimed at you, it's to protect us. The Demon King is very angry, and the consequences are very serious."

"Hiss!"

Newsom gasped and subconsciously looked in the direction of Huaerjie.

"How dare these squids."

"Don't know."

The assistant also shook his head with a bitter smile. Anyway, he couldn't understand how these squids thought that after the "Quantico Tragedy," "Wakanda White Land Mystery," "Atlantic Storm," and "Hydra Crisis," they could still provoke the Demon King.

Sure enough.

Sometimes, there are reasons why some people wander for hundreds of years.

Rumble!

The National Guard, having received the order, didn't dare to delay at all and marched into Manhattan Island fully armed.

"Fast, fast."

"Go!"

A panicked Huaerjie squid, after diving into his helicopter, roared at the pilot with a terrified expression.

The pilot hurriedly lifted the helicopter, took off from the roof, and quickly swept toward the federal border.

"Secretary, several squids who received the news are trying to leave the country by plane, and several congressmen have called..."

Minister Lao Bai Secretary's assistant walked in from outside and said in a low voice.

But he hadn't finished speaking.

Another "crack" sound of bones breaking rang out.

Hawk flicked his right hand, threw the mixed-blood Harris, whose neck had been broken, onto the combat table again, and looked at the assistant who reminded him... beside the Minister Lao Bai Secretary with appreciation.

"Thanks for your reminder, otherwise I almost forgot."

"Add one more condition."

"In this matter, whoever pleads for mercy, I want them dead."

"Once again."

"Don't think you can hide it from me. Either you do it yourselves, or when the specified time arrives, you, and the Federation, can go find Wakanda to reunite."

"You still have one hour and forty-five minutes."

Hawk's voice was calm, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

He said he wouldn't give anyone a chance to reach out to him.

Even thinking about it is not allowed.

As long as you dare to think about it, Hawk dares to take your life!

Minister Lao Bai Secretary listened to the murderous words in Hawk's speech, and in his mind appeared the ruined Quantico, the white land of Wakanda, and the evaporated undersea empire. He suddenly stood up and looked at his assistant: "Names, arrange for them to commit suicide."

The assistant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his already pale face becoming even paler.

He felt as if he had acted as an executioner once.

Ten minutes later.

Boom!

Accompanied by a helicopter exploding over the Mexican border, the pilot who took off from the nearest military base reported the completion of the mission.

At the same time.

A congressman, on his way to the Senate, was unfortunately hit and sent flying by an out-of-control car while crossing the street.

After all...

Suicide is good, but too many suicides at once doesn't look good.

Time ticked away.

"Is it done?"

"Wait, there are two more."

"Hurry up, there's no time, only ten minutes left."

"I'm urging them, damn it, two of them went hiking in the canyon."

"Wait, it's here, what other choices for the method of death?"

"None, arrange for them to go missing."

"... Okay."

"Photos, photos."

"Right away, it's being transmitted back."

"It's here."

"Hurry, print it out!"

"Printed."

"Hurry!"

"Time's up!"

Hawk felt the passage of three hours, opened his eyes again, and said in a very calm voice.

But his voice, to everyone in the combat conference room, sounded like the King of Hell calling names.

"Kirk Thomas, Thomas Investment Group."

"... This!"

A military bigwig held up a photo of a corpse in his hand.

Hawk's mind moved, the photo instantly left his hand and came before his eyes.

He took a look, and then his voice was calm.

"Congresswoman Rachel Benock."

"Here."

"..."

"Martha William."

"This!"

"Wade Payne."

"Here."

"..."

Accompanied by Hawk calling out one name after another, the photos printed on the combat conference table decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the photos in front of Hawk were increasing.

There were at least nearly a hundred of them.

Soon.

After Hawk called out the last name, there were only a dozen photos left on the combat conference table.

He laughed.

Then—

Hawk looked up at the Minister Lao Bai Secretary, his voice calm.

"Mr. Secretary."

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Minister Lao Bai Secretary breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone in the combat conference room, who hadn't dared to breathe during Hawk's name-calling, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second.

Hawk's gaze fell on the two mixed-blood corpses lying on the combat table.

"Do me one last favor."

"You say."

"Chop them up, feed them to the dogs!"

"..."