"Mr. President, I just received news from the outside that these gangsters have fighter planes.

It will take some time for our air force to arrive. If they carry missiles or aerial bombs, the entire hotel will be razed to the ground! We can't risk your life!"

Listening to Natasha's words, the expression on Mr. President's face was wonderful. His expression changed many times, he opened his mouth, and he wanted to go to the underground safe house quickly.

But faced with the bold words he had just released, he couldn't find the steps for a while.

At this time, Secretary of State Francis, who had been observing the movement not far away, came over. After asking about the situation, he approached the president and suggested in a low voice:

"President, I have learned about the safe room in the State Guesthouse before. The space there is large enough to accommodate everyone in the State Guesthouse. The people who come to the reception are all leaders in various industries in the federal government. Nothing can happen! For the stability of the federal government,

Please feel aggrieved!"

"Okay!" The president glanced at Francis and without any hesitation, he simply followed his steps and agreed!

"King T'Chaka, there is something unexpected happening outside now. You and I will go to the safe house together. We still need to discuss some cooperation issues in detail!" The federal president sent an invitation to T'Chaka.

T'Chaka nodded and looked at the box in the hand of his captain, which contained his Black Panther suit.

T'Chaka had already learned about the information about someone in the underground world paying to assassinate him through Wakanda's intelligence agency, but the Black Panther suit made of vibranium gave him enough confidence.

He didn't believe that someone could assassinate him after putting on the Black Panther suit.

A group of bodyguards surrounded the president and the king of Wakanda and walked toward a passage inside the state hotel.

Those consortium bosses at the cocktail party, who were all smart, all followed behind.

Tang Song dragged the little naughty boy and Bishop Hyde into the crowd, and he kept an eye on Francis's movements.

What's interesting is that the federal secretary of state seemed to have a weak leg and was unknowingly squeezed out of the first echelon and fell into the middle of the crowd.

Tang Song thought for a while and slowed down.

"Ouch!"

As soon as he stopped, a woman behind him bumped into him.

Tang Song turned around and saw an old acquaintance holding a high-heeled shoe with one hand and rubbing his forehead.

"Miss Pepper, oh, no, President Pepper, what a coincidence!"

"Tang!" Little Pepper Pepper rubbed her sore head and looked at Tang Song in front of her with some surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Since arriving at the reception, Pepper has been surrounding T'Chaka, wanting to see if the vibranium technology released by Wakanda has any energy aspects and whether it will endanger Stark Industries.

She didn't notice that Tang Song was actually at the reception.

"Don, hurry up and leave. The terrorists outside are probably going to attack the hotel soon. I notified Tony, but it will take him at least twenty minutes to arrive! We need to get to the safe house now!"

Pepper had no time to wonder about Tang Song's reasons. She hurriedly told Tang Song and followed the crowd to the underground safe house for refuge.

Tang Song looked at Pepper who was pushing forward desperately, and then at Francis who was getting further and further back.

He took the little naughty boy and walked in the middle slowly.

When Francis retreated to his side, Tang Song stretched out his hand and held his shoulder.

"Mr. Secretary of State, it doesn't matter, come on, come on, I'll help you!"

Francis turned his head and looked at Tang Song in astonishment.

"Mr. Secretary, it's very dangerous outside, I'm here to protect you!"

Tang Song put his hand on Francis' shoulder, and Francis felt a huge force pushing him forward involuntarily.

The crowds of people on both sides rushed to both sides like a tide.

No, I can't go to the front...

Francis shuddered when he thought of his arrangement, and twisted his body vigorously, trying to break away from Tang Song's hand.

But Tang and Song's hands seemed to have grown on him, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

"I see that Mr. Secretary of State is very reluctant to go to the underground safe house. Could it be that there is something in the safe house that scares you? You wouldn't put a bomb in it?"

As if someone was whispering in his ear, Francis froze when he heard Tang Song's words in his ear. He turned back to look at Tang Song in disbelief.

Tang Song smiled at him and patted the Secretary of State on the shoulder.

The Secretary of State's body trembled with each pat.

"Oh, by the way, those people outside seem to be a terrorist organization called Cobra. If I guessed correctly, they are your people! You are really generous in assassinating the king, killing the king, and plotting to usurp the throne!"

Listening to the voice in his ears, Francis looked around in panic.

"Don't worry, I used a little trick, they can't hear us!"

Francis felt the strength on his shoulders getting weaker and weaker. He slowly slowed down, lowered his head, and whispered.

"Don, what do you want to do?"

"Me! I want to help you. Others say that you are my backstage. A federal president's backstage is always more comfortable and more reliable than a secretary of state's backstage. What do you think?"

Francis listened to Tang and Song's words, his mind was spinning rapidly, analyzing Tang and Song's true purpose.

"You want to threaten me?"

"Threat? How can you say that? I just want to help you,

You may not know that there is a big businessman in the East who is good at investing. The most successful investment he made was investing in a person to become a king!

I am also a businessman, you are like that king, if I help you, you will naturally take care of my business more!"

Listening to Francis's whisper, a smile flashed across Tang Song's face.

"Didi didi..."

At this time, in front of a passage in the State Guesthouse, the person in charge of the hotel opened a hidden wall, which revealed an elevator leading to the lower space.

The person in charge entered the password on the elevator, scanned his fingerprints and irises, and the elevator to the safe house slowly opened.

A group of Secret Service bodyguards escorted the president into the elevator.

An elevator that can carry twenty people, four or five bodyguards plus the president himself, as well as the king of Wakanda and several of his bodyguards can accommodate about seven or eight people.

Hearing the gunshots getting closer and closer outside, all the consortium bosses lost their demeanor as federal elites and crowded toward the elevator.

Tang Song looked at the big shots squeezing upwards with a flash of sarcasm and curiosity: "Did you do anything in the elevator?"

France didn't answer. He stared at the Senate President who didn't squeeze into the elevator, feeling a little disappointed.

"It seems that you are very disappointed. If I remember correctly, according to the Federal Constitution, even if the president is gone, you will only be ranked fourth according to the order! Do you want me to help you?" Tang Song's spiritual awareness is keen.

I noticed the change in Francis' expression,

"How can I help?" Francis asked in a low voice!

Tang Song did not speak. The hand on Francis' shoulder was slightly raised, and a stream of true energy was shot out silently. Like an invisible rope, it wrapped around the ankle of the Senate President and pulled him back.

The old and frail Senate President lost his footing and fell to the ground.

At this time, a group of big shots swarming towards the elevator could not even notice the person on the bottom of their feet. They trampled on his body and head and pushed towards the elevator.

laugh!

Tang Song and Francis watched as a gorgeously dressed beauty stepped into the eye socket of the Senate President with her sharp high heels.

"Zizhen! What a tragedy!" Tang Song said with an expression that he couldn't bear to look at: "Look, I helped you clear the obstacles and showed my sincerity. Now, Mr. Secretary of State, can you tell me what tricks you did? I can help you.

You check and fill in the gaps!”

"There are nanobugs in the elevator. These nanobugs can swallow all metal materials. From here to the underground safe house, it is nearly a hundred meters high! Now the nanobugs have been activated!" Francis was making sure that the people around him could not hear it.

After the conversation between the two, Francis whispered.

"Nano bugs are such a good idea! One hundred meters high, our former president can't fly, so he won't be smashed to pieces!" Tang and Song had the urge to applaud the Secretary of State.

"By the way, the president was assassinated. How do you plan to solve the investigation afterwards?" Tang Song asked.

Francis turned around and gave Tang Song a strange look.

grass!

Tang Song looked at Francis' eyes and cursed secretly, "No wonder he received the invitation. It turned out that he was the wronged person who was going to take the blame."

"It seems that the person who takes the blame, Mr. Secretary of State, has to be replaced. This pot of blame is too big for my small body to carry!" Tang Song said with a smile while his eyes were cold.

"How did you know my plan?" Francis asked in confusion.

Tang Song held the little naughty boy who had fainted at some point and solemnly said in Francis's ear: "Secret!"

Francis's face suddenly turned pale.

Tang Song looked at the Secretary of State in front of him mockingly, no, it's the President. I plan to keep this secret of yours for the rest of my life!

Just as the two were talking, the first batch of elevators were full and ready to be closed!

In the elevator, the presidential bodyguards were squeezed out, and those who entered the elevator were all real big shots. The only exception might be the person in charge of the State Guesthouse.

Because he holds the password to the safe house below, his fingerprints and irises are needed to open the safe house.

At the entrance of the State Guesthouse, Hawkeye and a dozen remaining bodyguards relied on the hotel wall to deal with the gangsters outside.
To be continued...