"Father, why do you do this?" a young man rushed into the room and said angrily.

"Are you questioning me? Charles." The old man's voice was very plain, but it made the young man's forehead sweat.

"No, I just can't figure it out!" The young man slowed down. "We are the Mellon family, we are one of the top ten consortiums, we control everything in this country, why do we give in to a few people? Our glory was torn to pieces!"

"Don't let arrogance blind your eyes. We have lost. Since this way, we should no longer provoke such a powerful enemy. We should lurk quietly and wait for the opportunity to come. We will get everything back." The old man's eyes were filled with tranquility.

"We didn't do our best. Although they were strong, we didn't have a chance. Especially the president, why did he abandon him so easily? Even if we wanted to push him to that position, it was not easy.

He can do more!

He is their goal, and even if he has to abandon him, there are other ways to make them pay a heavy price!"

"For example, let him hide in a military base and then detonate the military base. Is this your idea?" The old man turned his eyes to him, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

The young man was stunned for a moment. His father said that he was right. This was his idea and it was one of the last choices. Before that, there were many ways to try, and no matter what, it should not be the current situation.

"Yes, the last time they escaped the explosion on the plane, it was just that the power was not enough and the range was not big enough. If the power was big enough, I believe that I could kill them. They were not invincible, they were not gods, nor devils, and even gods would be injured!" The young man said his thoughts loudly.

If the power is not enough, just make up for it. As long as the power is strong enough, no one can be killed!

"How do you make sure they can do what you think? Child!" the old man asked back.

"Their goal..."

"But they are not in a hurry to solve the goal... You see, they are not in a hurry to find the culprit to take revenge. They can slowly kill in Gotham City and go all the way to Washington. And they do this. Our government, the people's trust in the government, and the people's sense of security will collapse in this process.

If that's the case, what should I do?

Wealth, glory, and these are all very important. But stable order and country are the premise of all this. Even we cannot avoid the chaos caused by destruction. Moreover, we are not without enemies. Many people are happy to see us suffer a big loss!

If the incident continues to ferment, maybe someone will reveal some news to them. Before those people make up their minds, we must first eliminate the danger."

The young man was speechless and couldn't think of how to refute it for a moment. But the anger and the blood that surged over did not fade away at all. Things should not be like this, and it should not be like this.

"And they have extremely strong perception of danger, which often allows them to escape the crisis of death. It can be seen from the time of use of space-based weapons that even light cannot attack them. They had escaped on the plane before, which is probably because of this.

We don’t have many ways to deal with them, and they may escape the means that can truly threaten them..."

The old man said while pressing the button on the desktop, and a picture appeared in the air.

The picture shows the current Minister of Defense, as well as several government and military officials, and a total of seven people were tied up.

The seven people have different states, some of them have unpredictable fear on their faces and their bodies are trembling.

Some people were also full of anger and shouting, as if they had lost their minds.

In front of them were two men and women.

Seeing the woman in red, a stunning flashed in the young man's eyes.

The empress's facial features are extremely beautiful even in the eyes of white people. Especially the heroic spirit and iceberg-like temperament in her facial features, as well as her strong strength, which is extremely attractive to Citimen who advocate freedom and heroism.

Strength and temperament are her best decorations.

After being amazed, the young man looked back on the people tied up and frowned: "Why are they so unbearable? This shouldn't be."

"Of course." The old man smiled, happy to explain the problem: "Their adrenal hormone secretion is relatively high, which will make them afraid, anxious, angry, excited, and difficult to stabilize their emotions."

The young man thought about it and had a purpose to do so. Then he thought, "There is a problem in the air? The other two people were not affected?"

The old man clapped his palms and expressed his appreciation.

"Yes, kid, you're very smart.

This is a small attempt.

I have tried several nerve poison gases before, but the results are the same as now. This does not mean that they can be immune to this attack, but it is enough to show that their physique has stronger resistance and is dozens of times stronger than ordinary people. This gives them higher room for fault tolerance when facing danger."

Then the old man said in a deep voice: "Extreme speed, powerful strength, strong physical fitness, and extremely strong perception of danger are what they have that we long for. When they turn these into weapons, it is too dangerous for us.

If we continue, we may drag us into the abyss. Things have ended here for the time being. Although our losses are not small, it is not unacceptable. On the contrary, if someone is connected with them, the result will be unacceptable.

Our family will even perish.

They may not be able to truly destroy everyone in a country, but they have the strength to destroy a family." The old man concluded.

"I understand, father." The young man pondered for a long time and finally let go of his mind. "I think, I have learned something. No matter what kind of enemy I face, don't act rashly before you figure it out, as it will likely lead yourself into destruction."

"I'm glad you think so, but you can't be too restricted. After all, we are Mellon, and there are very few people who can bring us crisis. As long as you maintain a certain degree of humility and caution, it's enough."

...

When the head of the Mellon family taught the child, Ren Baqian looked at the few people in front of him who were stumbled due to fear and anger, and felt quite bored.

"Is this the official of Citi?" Ren Baqian's words were sarcastic.

It is hard to imagine that these few people have set up attacks on themselves and the empress.

Of course, there is also the president who has become a corpse.

These big men are even worse than ordinary people when facing life and death.

"They were tampered with others." The empress glanced at her and said.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Ren Baqian put away his expression and felt that it would be meaningless to say anything to a few people in this state.

A spear slowly stretched out from his palm.

"Devil, devil, you are devil..." An official said in horror and shrank back hard, but unfortunately he was tied to a chair, making his actions meaningless.

Ren Baqian cut off the throats of several people, turned his head and smiled at a cabinet on the side. He nipped a spear in his hand, and the picture in front of the two people in the distance suddenly turned black.

"There are only a few masters behind the scenes?" the empress asked for a moment of thought.

"Maybe there are others. But even if there are other people, they are hidden very deeply. We have no intelligence, so we can only end here for the time being. We have a long time left, and there are still many opportunities in the future. As long as we know who is hostile to us..." Ren Baqian turned his head to look at the empress, and always felt that the empress in the past two days was particularly beautiful.

I couldn't help but give the empress a hug.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a pain on my shoulders, and I saw the empress pulling her fingers out of her shoulders.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Ren Baqian looked puzzled. Such pain was nothing, but the empress's behavior made him puzzled.

The empress gently put her blood-stained fingers into her mouth, as if she was tasting something delicious.

"When I was killing people these two days, a problem suddenly appeared in my mind..."

"What?"

"What does your blood taste... It's very sweet..."
Chapter completed!