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Chapter 131 The King of Understanding fainted with anger!
Several police officers nearby were busy clearing the rubble, trying to search for surviving equipment.

Director Callum's eyes swept across the ruins, and he couldn't help asking in his heart:
"Are these people crazy? What on earth are they thinking? This is the fifth time a police station has been attacked today! Do they want to die?"

Just ten minutes ago, an old pickup truck loaded with explosives rushed into the police station building without warning.

There was barely time to react before the pickup truck exploded in the hall.

The loud noise shook the surrounding buildings, shattered windows, and flames and thick smoke instantly engulfed the entire police station lobby.

Fortunately, many police officers were responding to the call, otherwise the casualties would have been much greater.

The director clenched his fists, his eyes almost red with anger.

These thugs have no regard for the consequences!

"Director, the bank in the west of the city was also robbed by robbers..."

A police officer ran up to the chief, panting, his tone filled with suppressed fear.

"Damn it!"

Director Callum cursed angrily, feeling extremely tired and powerless.

Bank robberies continue one after another, and the police are unable to provide assistance.

And military support is still on the way and it will take time.

Just then, the roar of an engine was heard faintly in the distance.

The director looked up suddenly and saw a car speeding towards the end of the street.

The car had no intention of stopping, but rushed straight towards here at an unstoppable speed.

Director Callum's heart tightened, and he almost instinctively grabbed the intercom and shouted:

"Everyone, please evacuate immediately!"

Before he could finish his words, the suicide truck had already crossed the street barriers and headed straight for the main entrance of the police station.

He watched the truck rushing towards him fearlessly in the flames, as if on a doomsday mission.

"boom--!"

Accompanied by a loud explosion, the main entrance of the Miami Police Department building was blown open again, and the blast knocked the police officer standing at the door to the ground.

Flames spread along with the shock wave of the explosion, tearing apart the ruins of the building and sending sparks flying.

The building finally couldn't bear the weight and collapsed.

Dust, smoke, and debris drifted through the air, reflecting the firelight like flying embers.

Chief Callum stumbled back at the loud explosion, his ears buzzing and the scene before his eyes becoming blurry.

"They are really crazy..."

The Miami Police Department has almost become a wasteland. Flames are engulfing everything, and the once tidy hall is now a mess.

And all this was just the beginning of the collapse.

……

White House.

The air was as heavy as if it had frozen, and a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire office building.

Outside the Consul General's office, the staff looked solemn. Each of them had suppressed anxiety on their face. They were all thinking about one thing.

How to report to President Trump on the serious situation in Florida.

They didn't even dare to enter the door.

"Alas, what is coming must be faced eventually."

Seeing that these people didn't dare to go in, the director of the Intelligence Bureau took a deep breath and filed in.

He placed the latest intelligence on his desk:

"Mr. President, please take a look at the latest situation in Florida today."

The King of Understanding frowned, glanced at the documents, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

The simple and cold words on the paper tell of an extreme loss of control and chaos.

Even the Miami police station was not immune and was attacked by suicide trucks one after another.

"Fuck! Are these armed robbers crazy? Even the police can't stop them?" King Understanding threw the documents on the table, causing the objects on the table to shake slightly.

His voice trembled with suppressed anger and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Intelligence shows that various shootings, arson, and robberies occurred frequently in Florida today, and the entire state seemed to be caught in endless madness.

"Farke! Farke! Farke!"

The king of understanding clenched his hands into fists, exerting so much force that veins bulged:

"Pass the order on, let the military intervene, and restore order at all costs! Let those bastards know that we will not tolerate them!"

The staff member whispered:
"Mr. President, it will take time for the military to provide support. Those people are crazy and are killing people indiscriminately with guns. Florida's law enforcement officers are insufficient and the situation is difficult to control."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured onto the King of Understanding, instantly transforming his anger into a suffocating feeling of powerlessness.

At this moment, another secretary pushed the door open hastily and whispered:
"Mr. President, there have just been hundreds of shootings in Florida... The thugs in Florida are not even afraid to attack passers-by."

The King of Understanding's face turned completely gloomy, his temples were throbbing slightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

His eyes were dark, his lips trembled slightly, and in a rage, he slammed his clenched fists hard on the table, making a dull sound.

But what followed was not only anger, but also deep fatigue.

"enough!"

The King of Understanding growled hoarsely and tried to stand up and move closer to the table, but his body swayed slightly in an instant.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, his face turned pale instantly, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his hands grasped his chest weakly.

"Mr. President!"

The staff exclaimed, and several of them rushed forward to support the King's shaky body.

"pain--"

The King of Understanding struggled and murmured, but then his eyes went dark, his body lost support, and he fell limply into the armchair.

"Call the doctor quickly!"

An aide shouted hurriedly, and the room suddenly became chaotic.

Medical staff arrived quickly, lifted the King onto a stretcher, and quickly sent him to the medical room.

The atmosphere in the entire office fell into deathly silence!

The staff looked at each other with deep worry and fear in their eyes.

The Consul General is so angry that he is almost fainting. Faced with this unprecedented crisis, who will coordinate and command?
……

News media around the world are focusing on Florida.

Major news channels are competing to report on the latest developments in Florida.

In order to avoid danger, reporters dared not go out on the streets and could only choose safe high-rise buildings as shelter.

The camera carefully poked out through the window to capture the chaos on the street.

Flames were everywhere and gunshots were heard one after another, as dense as rain.

Dark shadows flashed across the camera from time to time; they were some crazy people.

They swaggered through the dilapidated streets with guns in hand.

Many people had distorted faces and wild expressions, and they pulled the trigger at will.

People all over the world were stunned, unable to believe that such a chaotic scene would happen in the United States, the world's number one superpower.

They seemed to be watching an incredible doomsday movie.

This shock wave caused social networks around the world to explode!

The chaotic scene in Florida became a hot search term on Twitter.

People were shocked, puzzled and confused.

Videos circulating online show crazy people appearing all over Florida.

They killed without blinking an eye, firing bullets randomly like toy guns, firing at passers-by without any scruples, venting their inner violence.

(End of this chapter)