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An unimaginable spiritual shock erupted in his mind.
He rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground.
The yellow halo flowed and changed, conjuring up various strange worlds completely different from known planets: there were no living things, no water, only yellow particles of various shapes.
Green flames blazed fiercely, engulfing all the worlds and turning them into a sea of fire.
This process may seem long, but it actually only takes a few seconds.
Soon, the yellow halo disappeared, replaced by an energy ball shimmering with green light. It melted onto Xu Fu's forehead and then vanished.
The battle was over, but the calm lasted only a few minutes. With a loud explosion in the distance, Carol appeared in the sky above the island, her face covered in wounds, while Linda wore tattered clothes.
Linda snorted coldly, picked up the Ghost Armor, and disappeared.
Carol gave a cold snort, then used her superpowers to restore the abandoned island to its original state. She then found a huge Hicknot head under the ruins and disappeared in another direction.
...
Hiccott died
President Joel Nash personally announced the news on television.
Then, the seaside town began its most enthusiastic celebrations, with residents coming out of their homes to sing and dance in the streets.
All the neighborhoods were celebrating, and the joyful atmosphere dispelled the gloom that had hung over the city.
What could be more gratifying than the fact that people no longer have to live in fear and hide after a murderer is dead?
With the involvement of the military and the FBI, the credit for destroying Hecate rightfully belonged to the government, and thanks to media coverage, the FBI's elite Fifth Infantry Division and the 4th Machine Gun Infantry Division quickly became heroes in the eyes of the people.
Civilian casualties and economic losses caused by the fighting will be discussed below.
In the minds of American people, who are dominated by hedonism, heroes come first, and everyone else is secondary.
Of course, this was just a joy for ordinary people, but a dark cloud hung over the White House offices.
After two hours of heated debate among politicians over whether Highcourt was dead, President Joel Nash unilaterally declared Highcourt dead without any concrete information, in order to benefit his upcoming campaign.
This would boost his approval rating in Seaside by at least 10 percentage points, but would put the military and the FBI in an extremely awkward position.
As the saying goes, one is never too old to learn.
A person cannot be declared dead without seeing the body.
The 4th Mechanized Infantry Division and the FBI searched the crater area for several hours but failed to find Hector's body: he was missing, perhaps destroyed by the meteorite, or perhaps seriously injured and temporarily hiding.
If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter, that's a huge misfortune. An extremely dangerous inhumane element has returned after being found. How are you going to explain to the residents of the seaside city who will take responsibility?
FBI Director Jack Harvey and Attorney General Marshall Warren strongly urged the president to reverse his decision and wait for the dust to settle before issuing a new statement.
The Director of MI6 is elected every four years and can serve a maximum of two consecutive terms. He only served one term, and with the next election just around the corner on May 7th, how could Joel Nash let him slap himself in the face?
You need support to win!
To gain support, you have to let people know you are the best presidential candidate and win the election at all costs, even if the chances of winning are slim. That's Joel Nash's creed.
The two sides argued endlessly over this, and in the end, Jack Harvey and Marshall Warren, enraged, slammed the door and left, as did Vice President Dick Cheney and several military representatives.
Only the president and a few close associates remained in the huge office.
Joel muttered, "Any results from the meteorite?"
Jason's assistant, Law, shook his head.
"There is no definite information, but the people there say that the Sky Eye Association has relevant information."
"Sky Eye Association?"
Joel narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing within them.
Chapter 1070 The Struggle of the Heavenly Eye Society
Joel Nash has a deep-seated hatred for the Sky Club's "eyes".
This organization, initiated by Vice President Dick Cheney and supported by the military and multiple agencies, is secretly gathering evidence of his crimes in an attempt to build a House of Cards.
But will they be able to find him?
Joel Nash pursed his lips dismissively and said, "Just wait. Once I win the election, I will reorganize the cabinet and kick all those bastards out. At that time, the military, the FBI, the Department of Justice, and even the so-called 'Skynet' will all be mine."
"I will make you pay for what you've done."
Joel muttered to himself, beckoned to his assistant, whispered a few instructions, and then left the office.
...
At the behest of the US president, the military and the FBI formed a rare short-term alliance.
The two factions' confidants formed a special team to search for Hecate's whereabouts under the strictest secrecy conditions. Apart from the main person in charge, no one knew about this.
Dick Cheney ate breakfast early in the morning and had a half-hour video call with Amanda. Then his most trusted confidant set off for Beach City to become the new head of the "Sky Eye Association".
As for Amanda Waller, she has dedicated everything to the Sky Eye Association, making her the perfect scapegoat.
That evening, a middle-aged white man named Floyd Russell, with short hair, a long face, and impeccably dressed, appeared at the entrance of Shaw Estate. He represented the White House and hoped to meet and talk with Xu Fu-Xiao, the leader of the "Young Masters Gang".
Ten minutes later, having not seen anything of interest, he left with a calm smile.
An hour later, Floyd appeared at Ferris Airlines and asked to speak with Carol Ferris as a military business representative. After being refused on the grounds that he was injured and unable to meet, he left expressionlessly.
The underground base of the Sky Eye Association.
After returning "home", Floyd went into the medical room and sat down next to Amanda.
"Ms. Waller, it's an honor to meet you."
Amanda waved her hand dismissively: "Floyd Russell, I never thought you'd be my successor."
Floyd said expressionlessly.
"I am a perfect fit"
Amanda grinned: "Well-behaved dogs always love their owners because they are well-behaved!"
Freud squinted: "Ms. Waller, you are seriously injured and still in danger. It's best not to say anything more."
Amanda snorted and pouted.
Have you ever met Xu Fuxiao?
Freud fell silent, and Amanda's expression immediately turned chilling.
"I didn't see him!"
"Where is Carol Ferras?"
“I didn’t see it either!”
Amanda chuckled and said
“Gotham City country bumpkin, take my advice: leave Seaside City, the farther the better. You have no right to touch either Xu Fu-Xiao’s or Dreier’s cases. You’re not qualified. Be careful not to become a scapegoat.”
"I don't need your meddling. I'm here today for only one thing: where is the key?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the air became unusually gloomy. The key was the lifeblood of the Sky Eye Society. If she controlled it, she could control all of the Sky Eye Society's resources. Amanda did not want to hand over the organization she had worked so hard to build to outsiders, but since things had come to this point, she had no other choice.
"My bedroom, the third shelf below the wardrobe."
Floyd gave the therapist a murderous look and walked away.
From this moment forward, the head of the Sky Eye Association is not Amanda Waller, but him, Floyd Russell.
...
Xu Fu was unconscious for a long time. His thoughts wandered in the time consumed by the green flames, unable to find direction or a way out, until the strong touch of a hand brought him back to his senses.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Anabebe curled up by the bed, licking his right hand.
The two German Shepherds seemed to know their owner was awake: one licked excitedly, while the other barked wildly.
A short while later, the old man, Grandpa Fu, Lin Xiuzi, Carol, and Linda appeared in the bedroom, and they all looked at each other in surprise.
Xu Fu got up from the bed, rubbed his head, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. His eyes flickered as he looked at his baby sitting on the edge of the bed. The baby suddenly tucked in its tail, lowered its head, and looked terrified.
At the same time, the others in the room also noticed something, and their faces flushed slightly.
Xu Fu was immediately startled and quickly banished these strange thoughts. The little devil then felt a bit better. The old man said with a grim expression...
Come out and take a look.
Lin Fu nodded vigorously. The inexplicable fear he had just felt had almost made him wet himself. Who was this ungrateful bastard who dared to mess with the Xiao family? He was asking for death!
Carol frowned: that familiar sense of dread!
Could it be Hector?
No, Hecate is dead; his head, preserved in formalin, remains intact.
Xu Fu didn't want them to suspect anything, so he snorted, laughed, and then...
"Grandpa, how long have I been away from home?"
The old man spoke in a low voice, resisting the urge to pick up the whip.