1822: C1822 The First Chess Piece

C1822 The First Chess Piece

"Whoever you are, you think too highly of yourself."

"Warhawk isn't under the control of a dictator. Everything has to be decided by a representative's vote."

Fars began to gather his power.

After all, as a high-ranking military management of Warhawk, he had a dignity that couldn't be offended.

"Don't worry, we'll deal with those deep-rooted representative families and make things reasonable with our votes."

"What if I don't agree?"

"The outcome won't be optimistic."

The two of them looked at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Due to the huge difference in strength, Farsi could not feel what kind of level Mu Chen's strength had reached. He only felt that the other party was a little unfathomable.

After working in the military for so many years, Farsi had also gone through life and death situations.

The moment he made up his mind, he rushed to the edge of the pool in a flash.

His palm hit the surface of the water, creating countless waves.

The force wrapped around the surface of the water droplets, causing their destructive power to be comparable to a bullet that was fired crazily, smashing towards Mu Chen's face.

"*Bang! Bang! Bang!*"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Accompanied by a series of collisions, the corner of Farsi's mouth revealed a smile.

The distance between the two sides was too short, making it impossible for Mu Chen to dodge.

The golden protective aura was like an egg shell that firmly enveloped Mu Chen. It condensed the power of the Fire Qilin, causing the surface temperature to be astonishingly high.

The bullets that were as dense as rain all turned into steam.

"Your choice is very unwise. You have to accept your punishment."

"Bring it on. I'll let you know how terrifying the warriors of the Warhawk Nation are."

Farsi took out the dagger he carried with him from his waist.

The moonlight reflected on it, emitting a dazzling cold light.

With his fastest speed, he rushed in front of Mu Chen and mercilessly stabbed at the vital parts of his body.

The few elders in the distance did not even look in his direction.

When they felt the difference in strength, they understood what was going to happen next.

Mu Chen casually stretched out two fingers.

He firmly gripped the blade.

"How is this possible?"

"Could it be that you are a modified robot? Your strength has completely exceeded the limits of a human."

Farsi twisted his wrist with all his might, trying to change the direction of the blade to cut off the other party's fingers.

However, the result was contrary to his wishes. The dagger seemed to have taken root and germinated, not moving at all.

"You short-sighted guy. You won't be able to understand the profoundness of it in your entire life."

Mu Chen revealed a cold smile.

Immediately after, a ball of flame jumped out of his palm, burning the opponent's weapon into a pool of molten iron and scattering it on the ground.

Just as Fars retreated to avoid the high-temperature attack, Mu Chen rushed behind him at an even faster speed.

He held the smart control chip in his palm and used it as a hidden weapon to shoot towards the opponent's head.

The moment it pierced through the skull.

All of Farsi's movements stopped. Even his eyes became dull, and he could only breathe weakly.

Elder Wu Han asked with a frown.

"His head is heavily injured. This guy is going to die for sure."

"Didn't we agree to control him?"

"Don't worry, master. This is a kind of chip technology on Earth that can control the nervous system of the brain."

Mu Chen slowly walked over and personally checked his injuries.

The wound on his head was even smaller than a fingernail, and it had already been catalyzed and healed by the medicine on the chip.

A few minutes later.

Fars regained his consciousness and bowed his head to Mu Chen.

"I didn't expect that using a weapon would be able to achieve the effect of mental control. It's really unbelievable."

"It's just a small trick. It can't change the fact that the combat power of this space is low."

Mu Chen and the others walked into the villa. He could not wait to check the storage situation of the Warhawk Nation's arsenal.

Farsi, on the other hand, had already become a silent follower. He moved his laptop over to read all kinds of confidential information.

There were hundreds of red dots on the map. Apart from in the homeland of the Warhawk Nation, they were also distributed in every corner of the world.

They were all their overseas arms warehouses.

Having a warehouse meant that there was a team stationed here. It seemed that their ambition to rule the world had not weakened at all.

"Master can see the details of the transfer of supplies in every warehouse."

"The large amount of fluctuations means that the team stationed here is about to take action."

Mu Chen revealed a satisfied smile.

This was simply an unintentional action. He had set up a very secret intelligence network within the Warhawk Nation's military.

The port of San Diego, which was located on the west coast, had gathered a large number of transport ships.

A steady stream of resources was being transported to the port.

According to the route.1

They were about to set off for the Korean Peninsula.

"They should be going to denounce us for our crimes."

"The missiles that destroyed the fleet came from the battle fortress on the peninsula. It is very easy to restore the trajectory of the attack from the satellite map."

After such a long time of construction.

The defense system of the Korea peninsula had reached the same level as the Great Xia Country.

Mu Chen was not worried about the threat of the other party, but he did not want these resources to be wasted for nothing.

Thus, he called Ning Hai Feng and gave the latest order.

A few hours later.

The officials of the Great Xia announced that pirates had appeared in the eastern part of the peninsula, reminding passing ships to be on guard.

"As long as these transport ships full of resources dare to appear there, the fleet of the Building Country can disguise themselves as pirates and take all the good stuff."

"Master, aren't you worried that the Maple Leaf Country will send warships to escort them?"

"Without a clear goal of interest, the possibility of the two countries joining hands is too small."

Seeing that it was about time, Mu Chen planned to quietly leave with the elders.

The rest would be left to Farsi.

He was still the person in charge of the logistics department.

He was able to determine which people were under the control of the Undead Clan martial artists with the identity of the prince who was abnormally monitored by the military executives.

It was already deep into the night.

However, the beaches of the Bahamas were still brightly lit and full of cheers.

They were going to take a boat to Washington overnight.

Everyone was not sleepy at all as the cool sea breeze blew.

Elder Tracy couldn't help but ask.

"These secret methods are too easy to deal with. We can't target the enemy at all."

"Don't be too impatient."

"The injuries of the Undying Race martial artists haven't fully recovered after they escaped from the Sacred Ruins, so they won't be able to fight the Divine Might Sect head-on."

"It's normal for them to use such a method to expand their forces."

"When they find that the Warhawk Kingdom has become an empty shell and has lost its value, they'll appear from the shadows."

Mu Chen was only responsible for the national level battles.

The final battle would be handed over to the experts of the Divine Might Sect.

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