I made up myths in America

Chapter 19 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

boom! ! !
The rain in the sky is getting heavier.

In such a harsh environment, the drone crew that could have played a restraining role on Luke was completely ineffective.

In the end, only a few Apache attack helicopters hovering in the air carried everyone's last hope.

But as Luke grabbed the gravel on the ground and used his father's throwing talent, he shot down two Apache helicopters from the sky in a row.

This last hope was undoubtedly shattered.

The investigation team's plan to capture Luke Duncan has completely failed.

At the Harrisburg Air Force Base in Pennsylvania, Air Force Colonel Ernest Joseph finally made up his mind and decided to take a gamble with that damn bastard William Stephen.

"Damn it! I hope this madman's judgment is correct. I don't want to die with him..."

That's right, although they were in the same fraternity, Ernest Joseph became a colonel in the Air Force and the head of an air force base at the young age of forty. He originally didn't want to take risks with William Stephen.

But this damn bastard actually brought out his dirty laundry to threaten him at this time.

Is he the type to be easily threatened?
It really is! !

This is mainly because the video in William Stephen's hands is too deadly to him.

It clearly records how he raped a girl and eventually killed her because he was too excited.

This kind of thing is actually nothing in the upper class of American society, and there are many people like Ernest Joseph who do the same thing.

But if this gets exposed by the media, his bright future in the military will be completely ruined!!

Ernest Joseph would never allow that to happen.

"So, for the future of America, I have no choice but to ask you to die."

Ernest Joseph looked at the giant smashing things on the surveillance screen in front of him, and ordered the soldiers flying bombers in the base to fly up, lock onto the First National Bank of the United States, and launch a laser-guided bomb, no, two.

……

at the same time.

In the restaurant on the third floor of a commercial department store about a few hundred meters away from the First Bank of the United States.

After everyone else had been evacuated and persuaded to leave by the Philadelphia police, there was still a white young man who quietly stayed behind, adhering to the spirit that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

He also took out his mobile phone, pointed the camera at the extraordinary battle happening on the street outside, and started a live broadcast on his Instagram account with thousands of followers.

"Oh my God, this is the gray giant that appeared on the Brooklyn Bridge in New York last time. He is even bigger..."

"That's right, his muscles are simply a masterpiece of God. Those steroid manufacturers should ask him to be their spokesperson. I'm sure everyone will be willing to pay for him!!"

"Oh shit, he even blew up a tank with one punch. I want a strong boyfriend like that..."

The young man is named Chris. He is planning to use the power of Kowloon to change his fate and become a young fitness blogger. He will gain fans and make a lot of money, and finally reach the pinnacle of life with luxury cars and beautiful women.

Therefore, most of the fans who follow his account are fitness enthusiasts or big muscle enthusiasts.

At this moment, after Chris started the live broadcast, the first thing they paid attention to was not the fierce battle on the scene, but Luke's perfect muscles that seemed to be gifted by God.

"..."

This made Chris, who had thought he would become a big internet celebrity soon, very upset.

He tried to make his presence felt. "Hey, hey, everyone's focus is off. I'm livestreaming a truly extraordinary battle. I'm only a few hundred meters away from them. Shouldn't everyone be giving me gifts and rewards for my fearlessness?!"

"Come on, Chris, this has been all over the internet. This is the third live broadcast I've seen."

"Yes, you look very safe here, not dangerous at all."

"..."

Barrages of comments flashed quickly across the live broadcast room.

Although netizens spoke rudely.

But the fact is.

Chris's location was indeed the closest, and compared to the live broadcasts of others online, the footage he captured was clearer and showed more details. So, Chris had indeed become as popular as he had expected, and it was an unexpected explosion!!!

Hundreds or even thousands of viewers flock to his live broadcast room almost every minute and every second.

The cumulative rewards received during this period have exceeded one million US dollars.

(￣︶￣)

The feeling of watching yourself take off like a rocket is even better than getting two injections of Qunbolong in your arms.

Chris's face flushed with excitement in the restaurant. He held his cell phone high in both hands and looked out the window. He had already begun to imagine his wonderful life living in a big house and having pool parties.

"Wait, Chris, something seems wrong. There's a black dot at the top of your video..."

At this time, an old fan of Chris sent a barrage of reminders in the live broadcast room.

Chris happened to see it, looked up at the sky, and his eyes gradually changed from confusion to horror.

Damn, that's a damn fighter plane!!

……

As early as the Cold War, the F15 fighter jet in active service in the United States reached an astonishing speed of Mach 2.5.

Not to mention now, decades later.

Almost at the moment when Chris saw clearly what that weird thing in the sky was, the fighter jet in the sky deliberately slowed down and circled a few times, and dropped the first laser-guided bomb towards the First National Bank of the United States below.

"Mina!!!"

The gray giant who was smashing things in front of the bank and venting his anger suddenly stopped at this moment, and his wild instinct gave a crazy warning.

With his speed and defense, if he avoids the explosion point of the missile core, he will not actually suffer much real damage.

but……

He could avoid it, but the Indian girl still in the bank vault couldn't.

A little bit of explosion aftermath, or even a building collapse, would be enough to kill her.

Thinking of this, Luke didn't hesitate at all. He raised the wreckage of the tank that he had smashed beside him as a shield, strode forward, and stood in front of the bank that was about to be bombed.

Boom! !
There was a loud bang.

The explosion and flames burned the gray giant's upper body and his right hand holding the shield black.

The shock wave after the missile explosion made this centuries-old bank completely become history.

Only this small bank vault room below Luke remained.

"Cousin Luke."

Mina fell to the ground, holding the mask of the rain god Tlaloc in her arms, and looked at the scene with a dazed expression.

She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't even hear what she said. There was a continuous buzzing in her ears and her mind was almost blank.

And just as she was in a daze for a while, the second missile came.

And this time it was no longer a slow release, but was shot directly towards the heart of the gray giant.

“Hey, hey, hey…”

Luke's breathing sounded like a broken bellows.

He knew he couldn't dodge the attack.

But for Mina's safety, he moved his body and took a step forward, raising the tattered shield in his hand with difficulty, blocking the girl and the bank vault room where she was behind him.

boom! Boom! !
The next moment, there was another earth-shattering bang.

Amidst the huge flames and smoke, Mina lay on the ground, watching the huge figure in front of her shake a few times, then fall forward with a bang and never to return to the ground. Tears slid from the corners of her red eyes and fell on the mysterious mask full of cracks in her arms.

(End of this chapter)