Johnson was trampled and covered in wounds. Under the protection of mercenaries, he finally ran to a cafe on the first floor of the Sailing Hotel. Several experts around him were also covered in dust, with their whole expressions not only panic but also panic.

At this time, a government official wearing traditional Arab costume came to Johnson and said to him: "Mr. Johnson, I regret to tell you that our government has now made solemn representations with the US authorities. We will never reserve the right to pursue you due to the major losses caused to our country by your consortium. Moreover, all the fees required for this retreat will be paid by your consortium. Of course, the losses are also counted on your head."

Johnson was even more troubled by this official when he moved out of the US government. The UAE is a US oil importer and has a great influence in the Middle East. If they are annoyed, they will join hands with other Arab countries to stop oil exports to the US. This responsibility, even the black demons must think about whether they can bear it.

Now these situations are completely beyond Johnson's ability to deal with. Since they have already broken up, they should just break the can.

So Johnson sneered and said, "There is no need to tell me what you want to do, but now what is in front of you, I think you should know more than me. When you have time, wipe your butt and get out of here. If you run slowly, the next one will become a zombie or you."

The official smiled helplessly and said, "You must know that you are also on the land of the UAE. If you become a zombie, you may be with us. Okay, Mr. Johnson, I'm afraid I'm really going to leave, and the rest will be left to you." After the official said that, he turned around and left.

Johnson did not speak, but came to the bar counter, ordered a whole bottle of red wine, and started drinking it. The mission had been completely declared a failure, and the losses caused were immeasurable. The Dark Demon could buy the entire Dubai, or even the entire Alla Photo, but the Dark Demon could not buy the entire world.

If it weren't for those senior executives who wanted to live a hundred years old, how could such a thing happen? And that Lei Zhan gave them so much hope, but died without saying a word. Who else can the black demon believe in now?

After drinking one bottle, Johnson ordered another bottle. The outside must be in chaos now, and gunfire came from time to time. The whole city was already in panic, and it became the best opportunity for some religious extremist organizations to launch terrorist activities to promote their own teachings.

A large number of citizens began to retreat outside the city, and due to traffic congestion, many conflicts also occurred. Johnson could see all this clearly on the TV in the cafe.

Although Johnson is a member of the Dark Demon, he joined the Dark Demon completely to create brilliant wealth, and definitely not to do it here today, and to be indifferent to watching what is happening outside.

He is not a terrorist who kills without blinking. When facing the test of human nature, he cannot tolerate this scene that seems to be the end of the world.

But what can anyone do? Who can save them? Will God really send them an angel? But where is God? Has he forgotten this land? Or is God deliberately punishing this land?

Johnson took off his coat and stood at the window and watched the citizens running outside. If he could do something now, he could only pray silently for these poor people in his heart.

However, at this moment, Johnson's phone rang, and it was Donny who called. After answering, Johnson almost cried and said to Donny: "Donny, the scene has completely lost control. God, what did we do?"

But Donnie said urgently: "We did nothing, but Lei Zhan did what? Have you seen satellite images? The virus layer has been diluted, and in the past few hours, it has not only not spread, but has also shrunk!"

Johnson laughed and said, "Donny, your joke is really funny. Is this a gift for me? But I really want to thank you, at least you can still make me happy with lies."

Donnie almost roared: "You bastard, when is it now? You are in the mood to laugh. I am not in the mood to play with you. I immediately roll to your office, open your satellite image, and after reading it, you will know what to do."

After saying that, the phone hangs up with a click. Johnson slowly hung up the phone, turned around and said to the expert beside him with a smile: "My friend Donny came to the phone. He said that the virus layer has begun to dilute and the infection range is still shrinking rapidly. This joke is really interesting."

After several experts looked at each other, one of the team Johnson said: "Whether your friend is right or wrong, I think we should really look at satellite images now, at least we can know how much time we have left."

Johnson shook the phone in their hands and said, "You can see what you want to see through this, and now I will let you know how ridiculous this joke should be."

After saying that, Johnson launched the mobile software specially developed by the Dark Demon Organization, and real-time satellite images were also displayed on the screen of the mobile phone. Johnson has seen this image many times today. Every time he looks at it, he will find that the spread of the virus layer will be bigger. But when Johnson looked at the image again this time, the expression on his face immediately disappeared.

"O my God!"

After saying that, Johnson didn't even take his clothes and almost rushed to the elevator. After pressing the button a few times, he couldn't wait, so he ran from the stairs beside him to the conference room on the tenth floor.

The experts behind them also ran up panting. They didn't know what happened to Johnson, and they thought they were stimulating and went crazy.

Johnson, who rushed to the conference room, hurriedly turned on the computer and went to see the satellite images again, tears flowed out.

Other experts also surrounded them, and everyone exclaimed when they saw the diluted virus layer and the narrowed infection range.

"My God, what's going on?"

Johnson wiped the tears from his eyes with his hands, looked at the computer screen again, stood up and said, "He created a miracle!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!