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662 Tyrant 1

Zuo Qingcang said coldly: "Karl Al, devours your projection, and also transmits the information about how you operate strong mutual power to my brain. In no time, I will have new abilities.

You project directly like this, just adding some more snacks to me."

"Hehehehe, let's wait and see who the snack is."

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"New York was razed to the ground, what are you kidding?"

"What happened to the white light just now? I'll investigate it immediately."

"The direction of Times Square has completely lost contact, and I will tell me what happened within half an hour."

The earth-shaking New York explosion not only evaporated the entire New York City, but also caused terrible air pollution and deteriorated the marine environment. The magnetic field in the entire northern hemisphere was trapped in a storm, and all communication channels directly lost the signal for a full thirty minutes.

The Pentagon was busy, and the Minister of Defense slapped the table like an angry orangutan, slapped the table wildly and scolded everyone who came to see him.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came out, and Clark directly knocked away the cement soil and steel bars ten meters thick behind the Minister of Defense, and appeared in front of everyone.

"What do you...what do you want to do?" The Deputy Minister of Defense looked at Clark who turned green in front of him and said in surprise.

Clark said directly: "From today on this country, I will rule this country."

"Are you crazy? You are fighting history. You won't succeed. No one will support you."

"I don't need your support, I just need you to be as obedient as sheep."

If Clark had a trace of humanity in his heart before, and just looked at humanity with a condescending attitude, he now swallowed up the projection of Carl Al. The crazy-increasing power made him expand infinitely, Zuo Qingcang's low moan was like a demon's whisper.

Whether it is the so-called society or the so-called country, it is so small and so worthless in front of him.

Looking at the Minister of Defense who was still blushing and yelling, Clark understood that the other party thought he would not kill him casually.

But what about the senior government officials? What about the Minister of National Defense? What should be the hindrance of him? What will be blocked will inevitably be crushed.

A afterimage was brought up with his right hand. The head of the Minister of National Defense had disappeared, and blood soared into the sky from the wound on his neck, gushing out like a fountain.

Clark turned his head and looked at the stunned people, and said coldly: "I will say it again. From now on, I will take over the United States."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang, the messy guns kept ringing, mixed with screams, screams and despair.

There was a loud bang. The roof of the entire Pentagon was directly lifted, as if a sardine junction was opened, and Clark stood in the void with his arms folded in his arms.

"Don't die if you kneel down." After saying that, a red high-energy ray shot out from his eyes swept across, and countless people were directly turned into ashes. He did not give these people a chance to react.

In just five minutes, whether sincere or false, at least the entire Pentagon surrendered.

Half an hour later, Clark's declaration was released on TV, radio, and the Internet.

However, it is impossible to rule the United States with such simple actions.

Soon Clark, who was sitting in the Pentagon, had received a message.

A lieutenant stood in front of him and reported with a nervous look on his face: "Sir. Our people have controlled the White House and the entire Washington has been monitored.

But two hours ago, thirty-two states did not recognize our legal status. Three states announced that the Pacific Fleet and the Atlantic Fleet rejected our transfer order, and there was great pressure from the outside world. They framed the disaster in New York on us."

"Oh." Clark seemed to be indifferent to this, at least it seemed. Countless information in his mind boiled. It was Zuo Qingcang's call, and he could do anything to complete the construction of the space-time transmission gate as fast as possible.

"Concentrate all your strength and build the space-time transmitters here on the ruins of New York...not...right here."

"What?" Hearing that Clark ignored the riots of the people, the mutiny of the army, and the rebound of public opinion, he still wanted to build a space-time transmission gate that caused the explosion in New York. The adjutant couldn't help but say: "Your Excellency, the domestic situation is currently chaotic, and we insist on building under this situation..."

A red light flashed, and the adjutant was evaporated directly from the world.

Clark looked at another adjutant beside him and asked directly: "How about you go do it?"

The adjutant immediately saluted a military salute and said hurriedly: "No problem, sir."

"As for the opposing state governments, show me the map."

At three o'clock that afternoon, Clark defeated three rebellious forces in 25 minutes. The state government officials with more than two thousand people were cleaned up. The police station and military camp became slaughterhouses. He even stepped out of a huge canyon more than 200 meters deep and more than three kilometers long.

"It's too troublesome to come and go." Clark returned to the Pentagon spotlessly and frowned, "Get me ten nuclear bombs."

"What?" The adjutant beside him thought he had heard it wrong. It was ten nuclear bombs, not ten basketballs, so his head was twisted off by Clark and threw it out of the atmosphere.

"I want ten nuclear bombs, you have an hour."

Half an hour later, in the square outside the Pentagon, dozens of special service personnel looked at Clark in front of them with cold sweat on their faces. They saw that the other party easily carried the intercontinental missile, which was more than 20 meters long and weighed more than 200 tons, on their shoulders, weighing it like a toy.

"It's too light." Clark looked southwest and said, "It's where Kansas is."

"Yes." The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he knew what Clark was going to do.

"Set it to detonate in one minute." Clark, carrying the intercontinental missile, threw his hands violently, and accompanied by the strong wind, dozens of special service personnel around him were blown away. They either hit the rock or hit the wall with one head on the life and death.

The intercontinental missile in Clark's hand has completely disappeared. Under the influence of a strong mutual force field, the speed of the missile is difficult to detect even the radar, and the entire steel structure has been distorted and deformed halfway.

Clark clapped his hands and grabbed another intercontinental missile beside him with the force field.

Half an hour later, the phone calls continued to reach the Pentagon. When Clark asked about the specific coordinates of San Francisco, the local rebels were immediately caught by the people below. Banners welcomed to President Clark to be guided were hung outside the government hall. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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