In the blue sky, an aircraft with extremely luxurious exterior decoration is flying at high speed.
In its equally luxurious cabin, the tall and muscular Yan Qingyang was sitting alone in a massage chair, holding the handle and staring at a large screen while playing PS6 attentively.
The FBI agent who had just contacted him was sitting ten meters away in a reserved manner without saying a word.
The more reserved flight attendants and other agents around him were also waiting tremblingly to serve Yan Qingyang at any time.
As for the destination of this plane's route, it is a private island named James located in the vast sea southeast of St. Thomas Island in the Caribbean Sea.
Many powerful people in the United States of America, conglomerate tycoons and high-ranking people from all walks of life like to have fun on this island.
Sometimes, they also engage in some private sexual activities on the island that cannot be seen in the light, and can even be called morbid.
For example, let the little girl solve advanced mathematics problems on the blackboard without any clues.
This time, Commander-in-Chief Joseph of the White Demon Palace, as well as the giant leaders of many financial groups in the United States, specially organized a killing show for Yan Qingyang on this James Island.
It is not too surprising that the mighty leader of a country and those conglomerate giants would behave so grovelingly when facing Yan Qingyang.
Just because Yan Qingyang is just a single individual, but the threat to the United States of Magic and even the entire human race is as terrifying as an alien civilization or the arrival of a god.
Its strength has indeed exceeded the limit of the overall military strength of modern industrial civilization.
The seemingly exaggerated evaluation of "surpassing all modern civilization" is not a utopian definition given by some people out of fear and panic.
This is the conservative assessment that the Mo Lijian military made for Yan Qingyang in an extremely solemn internal meeting at the White Devil Palace after a large number of video comparisons, data research and simulation deductions.
Since the word "conservative" is included, it can be said that this definition is not an exaggeration at all, and may even be a lot lower.
But to be honest, before officially meeting Yan Qingyang, senior FBI agent Cote, who took over this contact task, did not agree with this definition of "exaggerated".
Just because of his many years of life in a hail of bullets, he was accustomed to believe that no matter how powerful carbon-based life was, it would be impossible to withstand the attack of chemical kinetic energy weapons, let alone heavy weapons and even nuclear weapons.
However, after actually coming into contact with the humanoid 'monster' codenamed King Daxi, all the disdain and secret ridicule in Agent Cotter's heart disappeared.
His soul was squeezed and filled with panic, fear, shock, and other emotions, so full that it almost exploded.
The moment he saw the other person earlier, Agent Cotter's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and all his internal organs, especially his bladder... all trembled.
That's a kind of... instinctive fear when facing the overlord at the top of the food chain.
That feeling of terror can only be described as blood flowing backwards and brain boiling, as if one is going to die at any moment.
Even the large amount of water in Agent Cotter's body was converted into a large amount of urine by the glomeruli like crazy, and then spewed out involuntarily and completely out of control.
Fortunately, he put on an adult diaper in advance, so he didn't make a fool of himself on the spot.
It's okay to make a fool of myself, but I'm afraid that it will make the Daxi King unhappy, and it will be terrible if his head is torn off.
Thinking of this scene, Agent Cotter couldn't help but shudder, and his heart felt cold.
Then, he secretly glanced into the cabin and looked at the tall and strong man - King Daxi - who was lying leisurely on the luxurious massage chair.
"This man... is too scary!"
Agent Cotter said in fear, "His existence... can make all the males on the entire planet... awaken the female deep inside."
Just when Agent Cotter was silently thinking, Yan Qingyang, who was playing games, suddenly turned the massage chair and looked over, then grinned at him from a distance of more than ten meters:
"What, are you thinking about me?"
Agent Cotter woke up instantly, and his clothes were quickly soaked with sweat.
"No, no, no!"
He waved his hands in a panic and said with a smile, "I was worried that you were in a hurry, so... I was hesitating... whether to tell you... how long... you have left until you reach your destination."
"It doesn't matter." Yan Qingyang smiled gently, "It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later."
"ah?"
Agent Cotter immediately blurted out with emotion, "Mr. Mr. Onishi Wang... you are so gentle!"
"Thank you for your praise."
Yan Qingyang waved his hand, pointed at the roaring black dragon on the big screen in front of him and said with a smile:
"See this Boss? It's the last level of the game. As long as this plane can reach its destination before I defeat it, that's fine."
"?!"
Agent Cotter was stunned for a moment, and then asked earnestly:
"Then...then if after you defeat this boss, the plane hasn't arrived yet..."
"I can't stand boredom, not even for a second, and I don't want to."
Yan Qingyang turned around and continued to rub the controller, and at the same time said leisurely, "So once the game is cleared and the plane has not flown to the place, then you can't...blame me for being cruel."
After saying this, he turned back as if nothing had happened and started attacking the Boss.
Everyone on the entire plane had a look of fear on their faces, and they were trembling with fear, even if they wanted to cry, they didn't dare to cry.
Only Agent Cotter suppressed the panic in his heart and looked at the screen in front of Yan Qingyang with wide eyes.
When he saw that the Boss actually had nine health bars, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief:
"Awesome, nine health bars... enough to hold this devil for a long, long time!"
As Agent Cotter expected, even if Yan Qingyang is so powerful and inhuman.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But when playing the game, you still have to follow the rules. I was tortured to death by the dragon boss, and I died three or four times in just a few minutes.
When he was abused by the Boss at first, Yan Qingyang was relatively calm and showed no emotion.
But after being tortured and killed dozens of times in the next hour, he began to blush and gnash his teeth.
So Agent Cotter, who was observing silently, couldn't help but complained in his mind with fear:
"Onishi King, Onishi King, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it, but don't be so angry that you blow up the whole plane."
Fortunately, Yan Qingyang was quite capable. Although he was extremely angry at being tortured by the Boss, he only had an ugly face with bulging veins. He did not actually kill anyone on the spot, nor did Zu An greet the game production company continuously.
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Even more fortunately, after an hour of fast flight, the plane finally arrived at its destination - James Island Airport.
So when Agent Cotter led Yan Qingyang off the plane with great respect, he cried and thanked God more than once in his heart:
"Hallelujah, Almighty Father, the only Lord, thank you for saving me! Woooooooooo!"
He has decided that after this mission is over, he will return to his hometown in the south of Mo Lijian to work as a farmer and hunt wild wolves every day. He will never have anything to do with the FBI again in his life.
"Hey, dear Mr. Onishi Wang."
Commander Joseph, who had been waiting at the airport for a long time, staggered up to Yan Qingyang with a cheerful smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said:
"The United States of Magic welcomes you, and I hope you can have a good time."
At this time, Agent Cotter also stood next to Yan Qingyang and introduced softly:
"This is the commander-in-chief of Mo Lijian—Joseph Biden."
Yan Qingyang had no reaction to his words. He just looked up and down at the eighty-year-old commander in front of him with a stern face, and then frowned and mocked:
"Mo Lijian has no one left, so why would you let an old guy like you become the leader?"
The scene fell silent for a moment.
The surrounding entourage, regardless of their seniority, all kept their noses and noses in mind and did not dare to say a word.
Only Joseph, the great commander of Morician, had the courage to ignore this taunt and said with a dry smile:
"Mr. Onishi Wang, you are so humorous, and you are young and energetic. I am really incomparable to you as an old man."
Yan Qingyang did not reply to him. He turned around and looked at the plane behind him that he had just been on, and suddenly said coldly:
"This trip... I'm very unhappy about it."
As he said that, he swept around the audience and said angrily:
"Why do you arrange such a difficult game for me? Are you deliberately trying to make me unhappy?!"
Still no one answered.
Just because under his aura, everyone in the entire airport was as if they had fallen into an ice cave and could not move, and there was only unstoppable fear boiling in their hearts.
Especially Agent Cotter and Commander Joseph, they immediately rolled their eyes and collapsed to the ground, and there were big bulges in their crotches. It was not clear whether they had peed or defecated.
Yan Qingyang frowned at the two people on the ground and said with disgust:
"It doesn't matter if you just peed in your pants, but someone actually peed in their pants."
When he said this, he glanced at Joseph coldly.
Obviously, Yan Qingyang was talking about this old man taking over the leadership.
Other people present also heard his taunts, but apart from being embarrassed and humiliated, they didn't even dare to get angry.
Then, Yan Qingyang turned his head to look at the plane again, his eyes were scarlet and he suddenly shot out two huge laser beams as thick as water tanks, burning it from beginning to end.
As a result, the plane and all the people on board were turned into boiling steam and red molten iron.
And Agent Cotter, who was watching all of this happening, could not do anything except trembling with constant fear, not even escaping, because his legs were weak from fear.
"A good man will fight to the end and send Buddha to the West."
Yan Qingyang slowly lowered his head and looked at Agent Cotter on the ground, "Your colleagues are already dead, so you should die too."
After saying that, he stepped on Agent Cotter's head.
boom!
Immediately, the large spurt of plasma and brain marrow covered Joseph's head and face, who was also lying on the ground.
So, he once again trembled with fear and uncontrollably pulled his trouser pockets.
"Is your stomach full of shit?!"
Yan Qingyang scolded Joseph angrily, "It's been done again and again, it's not over yet?!"
As he spoke, he cursed and stomped on Joseph's head: "You old poop full of shit will die!"
boom!
The eighty-year-old old commander Mo Lijian died at the feet of Yan Qingyang and turned into a headless corpse.
After doing these things, Yan Qingyang, who felt much better, raised his head, looked at all the dull Mo Lijian officials and other high-ranking people at the scene, and said with a gentle smile:
"Okay, I'm done enjoying myself. Where is the murder show? Take me to see it."
The group of Mo Lijian looked at each other, and finally focused their attention on a short, fat, middle-aged woman with brown skin.
This woman is the deputy commander of Kamala.
According to Mo Lijian's regulations, the first successor after the death of Commander-in-Chief Forced was her.
So now Deputy Commander Kamala can be officially renamed as the full-time Commander-in-Chief of Morijian, the first female Commander-in-Chief of Morijian in more than 200 years since the founding of the country.
As the person with the highest authority in the United States of America, it was natural for her to continue to fulfill Joseph's duties - to receive and appease King Onishi.
"Mr. Daxiwang..."
Kamala walked up to Yan Qingyang tremblingly and said with a dry smile, "You...you...just follow me..."
"What use do you have if you can't even explain it?!"
Yan Qingyang sneered coldly, raised his hand and slapped the woman's head hard into the chest.
Then Kamala's headless body staggered and fell to the ground, spurting blood.
Less than a minute after taking office, the first female leader of Morician retired honorably.
It's really gratifying.
"It's over!"
All the Molijian officials present were dumbfounded.
Within two minutes of coming into contact with the target person, two commanders died.
How to do this?
At this moment, in the Hexagonal Building thousands of kilometers away, they were watching James Island through space satellites. To be precise, it was the top officials in the Magician military who were paying attention to Yan Qingyang's every move. Their faces were full of seriousness.
"For this Daxi King, I personally think..."
An Ansa, an old man about seventy years old, said in a deep voice, "There is no need to continue the contact. It is obvious that gentle methods do not have much effect.
It does not have any mental reactions that normal people should have, nor does it have any emotional activities that ordinary people should have."
Having said this, he pondered and said coldly:
"He is a cold-blooded biological monster and should be eliminated!"
"So what you mean..."
A top figure in the Molijian military who was smoking a cigar next to him said calmly, "Are you going to use a backup plan?"
"Yes."
The old man Ansa nodded and said, "The super nuclear bomb with an equivalent of 500 million tons of TNT under James Island, the anti-matter sniper gun in Area 51 that was reverse-engineered from the UFO wreckage, plus the alien ruins on the surface of the moon.
Handle hyperspace element dissociator.
The combined force of the three can solve any kind of matter in the universe, even the degenerate matter on the surface of neutron stars cannot resist it. It is enough to solve this monster."
