Chapter 198 I Suggest You Turn Down the Volume on Your Phone

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"What? The Presidential Palace! More than 400 missiles?" Busmuslin was suddenly terrified. What kind of international joke is this? It's not just 400 missiles, even 400 grenades would be enough to completely destroy the Presidential Palace inside and out several times over. 400 missiles, is the intention to reduce the entire city to rubble? "Where are all these missiles coming from?" Busmuslin continued to ask. Their country had always advocated for peace. War was a thing of the past—the most important thing now was making money. Thus, the relations of the entire Kingdom of Frankfurt internationally were quite good. Why would they provoke any country? "From all over Europe! Missiles from nearly every country are aimed at us!" Busmuslin's vision darkened, "Is there no way to intercept them?" "No, our national defense system can only intercept up to 20 missiles at a time. Beyond that, we can only attempt to intercept them with fighter jets, but this method is too risky. A slight deviation could not only fail to intercept the missiles but might also destroy the jets!" "So what do we do?" Busmuslin slammed the table. If there was just one enemy, they could completely negotiate, but with all of Europe gone mad, who should he talk to first? Perhaps in the next second, all the missiles would be fully deployed, firing straight at their heads. Might as well close his eyes and wait for death. "Minister, we've intercepted a message!" "Quick! Decrypt it!" Busmuslin said. Perhaps this was their only clue right now. "Minister, this is an encrypted communication frequency. It's likely someone wants to communicate with us!" Immediately initiate communication!" Busmuslin hurriedly said. It felt as though a long sword was hanging over his head, where a slight misstep could lead to destruction. Sure, the capital's explosion might not reach him, but as the Minister of National Defense, Busmuslin would inevitably become a criminal in the nation's history. What kind of incompetent minister could let hundreds of missiles invade their country? Amidst a piercing current, Busmuslin finally connected to that mysterious frequency. "Who exactly are you? Did you plan this operation?" Busmuslin asked impatiently, "What is your purpose?" "Mr. Busmuslin, please calm down. First of all, I hope you can believe that we have no ill intentions!" a slow but deep and sonorous voice came from the other side. Busmuslin randomly grabbed a cup, intending to smash it to the ground. What do you mean no ill intentions? Over four hundred missiles were already targeting them, and now they dare to tell him there are no ill intentions? Isn't this blatantly lying? "Mr. Busmuslin, I still recommend you put down what you're holding. Smashing things won't solve the current problem." Busmuslin managed to somewhat control his emotions, but his hand paused. How did the other party know he was holding a cup? This was the core area of the Ministry of National Defense. Outsiders couldn't possibly get any information about this place. How could that person possibly know? Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire But he could guess some information, this Zhang Menglong must have a close relationship with the DoReLa family, he must be in Frankfurt now, and someone is about to do something threatening to him! They had accessed over 400 missiles, just to send them a warning! "Quick! Find this Zhang Menglong at all costs!" Busmulin immediately issued the order. Finding information on Zhang Menglong was really simple; he had just been in the news today, and now, he was even on a local TV station's live broadcast. Within just a few minutes, Busmulin had obtained most of the information available about Zhang Menglong. "These idiots! They have no idea who they are really dealing with!" Busmulin was instantly furious, grinding his teeth in anger! Zhang Menglong, let alone leading a group of mentally ill patients to demolish Shangri-La Spring, even if he demolished their Presidential Palace, their president would probably only be able to smile and clap his hands on the side, saying it was well done. Just how many lives does Murray think he has to lose? He actually wanted to detain Zhang Menglong by force? "Get me Murray's phone number, I want to talk to him personally!" ... In the investigation center, almost ten minutes had passed, and Murray's expression became more and more relaxed. If Zhang Menglong really had significant connections, ten minutes would have been enough for him to mobilize his resources to protect himself, but nothing had happened! It was clear that although Zhang Menglong was wealthy, his power was confined only to Asia; in their Europe, even a dragon had to coil up before him! Thinking this, he straightened his spine a bit more. At that moment, Murray's cellphone suddenly rang. He instinctively picked it up, about to put it to his ear. "Mr. Murray, I would suggest turning down the volume of your phone," Zhang Menglong said with a smile that was not quite a smile, watching him. He didn't know what Haigen had done in the last few minutes, but he knew that Murray was about to be in big trouble. Murray didn't take Zhang Menglong's words to heart and pressed the answer button, "This is Murray, who is this?" "You idiot! Do you have any idea what you are doing? Right now, over 400 missiles are aimed at the Presidential Palace. Are you trying to destroy the whole of Frankfurt?" a loud roar almost burst Murray's eardrums. Murray was instantly dumbfounded...

Chapter 198 I Suggest You Turn Down the Volume on Your Phone

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