Just like the Hollywood special effects blockbuster, the entire White House was shrouded in thick fog, and the strong shock waves trembled and began to crack.

Fortunately, after continuous reinforcement and low-key transformation, even after such a terrible shock, the White House still kept its main body intact, but could not stop the burning flames.

The troops outside reacted almost instantly and rushed into the White House.

The terrorist snipers and firepower points that were on the high point did not know what was going on. The explosion impact from the White House had already made them lose consciousness.

The embarrassing figures fell from a high place and were heroic, which also showed the specialness of the two figures that were pleasantly looking back around the garden.

Fortunately, the incident developed too fast at this time, and the strict blockade near the White House was not present yet. Otherwise, this scene would have been recorded and become a historical legend that will never be destroyed in a century in the future!

"Raise your hands!"

The elite special soldiers led the team shouted loudly at the two figures who were collapsed by the pool in the center of the garden.

One of them turned around with a wry smile, and was the current President, Francis Underwood!

"Put down your gun, there are no enemies here..."

The leading special forces captain moved his gun slightly but had not put it down yet. The two people in front of him were far enough away, and there was nothing threatening in his hand. There should be no safety problem.

"His Excellency President, please put your hands in the place where we can see, and the gentleman next to you..."

However, before he finished speaking, he had already discovered that the figure of another person had disappeared in front of him.

The scream suddenly started, and the subconscious gun was already in his hand.

However, the gun had just stepped on the shadow of the man's position, and the gun in his hand disappeared!

A huge force bounced his fingers away, and a pain like an electric shock spread from his palm.

"The last person who pointed at me like this has been incorporated into the walls of the White House. You should be glad that my murderous intent has been almost vented..."

The indifferent words came out, and the special forces captain looked up again and saw that all the guns in his subordinates had been knocked to the ground.

"He...he..."

He was a little shocked at the scene in front of him. Even as the country's most elite force, he could not come back to his senses immediately.

"That's why they never worried about my life, that's..."

President Underwood showed a bitter smile of fear and gratitude, and turned to look at the White House sweeping by the fire.

"Our White House needs to be renovated..."

While they were talking, Zhao Wuyou's figure looked like a erratic ghost. Even if it was defending countless troops, no temporary fortifications were built, and he almost broke through it like a flat trip.

Only one shadow is left that everyone can see.

At this point, the meaning he left in the White House has been completed. Whether it was the deterrence left to Underwood or the rampant siege that finally broke out, it was enough that the Bald Eagles would not attack the Assassin League before they were sure.

When the potential of the Assassin League completely develops, they will not be able to do it.

After solving his worries, Zhao Wuyou's thoughts were attracted by another fierce battle group.

Following the unique secret notes of the Assassin League, Zhao Wuyou walked through the streets and alleys almost ten meters in one step and came to a secret hut outside the suburbs of Washington.

And at this time the periphery here was already in a mess.

A somewhat careless man walked out of the side in a mess, and his eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Wuyou's figure.

"Wow, boss, how did you know that these three thorny roses look very similar? If Fox hadn't had things tattooed on his body, I wouldn't have been able to tell a few of them..."

The man had a bit of bruises at the corners of his eyes. Although he looked a little unbalanced, he had a shrewd and powerful temperament.

If someone who knew him before would be surprised that in a short period of time, the man was completely different.

"Wesley, your dad is willing to let you out?"

Looking at Wesley's every move, Zhao Wuyou's eyes flashed with surprise.

‘It’s worthy of being a bloodline with special genes. It took only how long it took to reach the physical fitness of almost 18 o’clock... Unfortunately, genes also restricted his limits...’

Although he is the protagonist of the wanted movie, Wesley still cannot escape the fate of being bound by genes. His peak may be much longer and higher than others, but that is just the result of the optimization after gene screening.

The thirty points of physical fitness at the peak of the human body is already the limit. To break this limit, he may have to spend more energy to make up for some things that are missing due to rapid progress.

Just as something catalytic will eventually lack something and it takes time to slowly settle down, it cannot be said to be good or bad.

"The training has been almost completed, and it's time to get to the actual training course. Isn't this following Fox? But she suddenly received your order and came to DC, so I can only follow me."

Wesley explained something with one twitch, but the purple green at the corner of his eyes exposed something he hadn't said.

"You are so brave!"

Zhao Wuyou's face was calm, with a hint of smile.

"Everyone dares to provoke, and the three tigresses can't control them?"

Perhaps it was because of the first half of my life that I was too depressed. After a series of training and tempering, Wesley's personality was no longer cowardly, but became a little too overdoing. Not only did he become frivolous, but his mouth was even more verbose.

So when he was training to fight the blow, the repairman stared at his mouth several times before he calmed down a little.

“How was the situation ahead?”

Zhao Wuyou asked in a low voice as he looked at the factory area where he was still exploding.

"My God, you haven't seen that black-haired Fox (Saut) is cruel and destined to be dead. She has more than a dozen spies and some other thing. She just went in and was very calm when she came out, and she looked very angry..."

"Then a blonde Fox (Jane Smith) rushed in. Seeing the death and wounded on the ground, the two men started fighting. Then Fox couldn't help it and rushed over."

Wesley was talking about the train commentary, but Zhao Wuyou heard it clearly.

"I don't know how the three of them are so angry that they have been fighting until now!"

Just as he finished speaking, three agile figures broke through the wooden walls of the factory and jumped out in one after another.

Even the weakest Jane Smith is also a female girl with a physical fitness of up to 17 o'clock. She is so cruel when she moves.

The knee bump that was heading towards the fatal hole did not hold back because of the similar faces. Instead, it became more and more ruthless!

"Bang!"

Although the black-haired Shaote's physical fitness has declined in field tasks in recent years, his physical fitness has declined, but he is still at a high level of 20 o'clock!

Facing the attack, his face remained unchanged, and he actually hit his knees with his knees. He grabbed Jian's neck fiercely, and even grabbed Jian's neck with his other hand and hit Fox's lower abdomen that grabbed her hair.

As the wood chips splashed, three pretty beauties, like poisonous roses, fought fiercely to a state of selflessness.
Chapter completed!