Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Only Howard fared slightly better.

You could tell from his tense expression and body language.

His situation wasn't much better than the other directors.

The general in charge of defense looked furious; he was also quite frightened.

"I'll order the army to move out and attack right now!"

"Please wait for the general."

Howard looked at the screen and saw more than twenty armed helicopters and twenty fighter jets circling high in the sky.

"Perhaps we can talk, after all, he didn't come directly to us, did he?"

Hearing Howard's words.

The board members present also realized what was happening.

"Yes, the fact that the Dragon Kingdom's Martial God didn't rush in immediately, what does that mean?"

"This means there's still room for reconciliation between us!"

"Quickly, contact him!"

"We didn't really have to come to this, did we?"

"As long as he is willing to back out and compensate us for our losses, it's not impossible for him to buy SP inhibitors."

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Chapter 703: Chairman Behemoth, Still Clinging to Dreams, Mo Wen Laughs

At this moment.

New York City.

When Mo Wen appeared without any attempt to conceal himself, just a hundred meters above New York City.

The residents of New York City immediately noticed.

Mo Wen stood high in the sky.

Oh my god!

"Who is that? Standing in the sky? Is it performing a magic trick?"

"Who could possibly see who's up there?"

"I saw him! He looks like an Asian! And he's quite handsome!"

"Shit, he's Asian. Could he be from China?"

"That's right, that's right, it's a Chinese person. People from South Korea and Japan don't have such tall and handsome people!"

"Fuck, what are these Chinese showing off here? A complete clown!"

"Making such a fuss, might as well just jump down and die! Hahaha!"

"Wait a minute, look! There are so many helicopters!"

"And fighter jets have come out too!"

"What's going on? Is war about to break out?"

"Hurry up and send a fighter jet to blow those Chinese people off the plane! I can't wait to see someone die!"

"Strange, why is there no signal after the video was uploaded?"

The people of the beacon nation below were discussing it animatedly.

There was also a black man sighing and whistling at Mo Wen, pointing his finger downwards.

Someone wanted to film a video, but found that their phone had no signal.

The armed helicopters and fighter jets that appeared over New York City also attracted the attention and curiosity of New Yorkers.

Some people are also worried.

all of these.

Mo Wen took in everything.

He possesses 1,300 years of internal energy, making him powerful enough to ascend and leave this world at any time.

It has already given Mo Wen all the abilities found in science fiction novels or movies.

Not to mention the discussions among the people below.

Even conversations from several kilometers away, or even ten kilometers away, could be easily heard by Mo Wen, who could pinpoint the person speaking.

Mo Wen's brain is like the world's most outstanding supercomputer.

It can easily process a range of information.

And there will be no mess at all.

To the crowd speaking below.

Mo Wen heard everything clearly, including what the speaker looked like and what their voice sounded like; it was all automatically recorded in his mind.

Mo Wen simply doesn't bother with it now.

He's standing here.

The reason they didn't fly to Behemoth headquarters immediately was...

It's because he knows.

The other party may not be there at this moment.

Even if they are there, the other party can certainly use some means to ensure their safe departure.

Therefore, he wanted Behemoth to hand over what he wanted.

It's useless to contact them.

The only way is to scare them.

And how to make them feel afraid.

It's also very simple.

All he needs to do is demonstrate his power.

When they realize that no matter what they do, they can't defeat themselves.

When he brought immense terror and harm to the country.

Naturally, someone will take the initiative to warn the numerous directors of Behemoth.

Even those who care about this country.

They care about their own power and status.

And the wealthy and powerful, and political families who care about their own safety.

They will all unite to force the Behemoth board to hand over what Mo Wen wants, and in order to get him to leave.

We will definitely give him a satisfactory explanation and answer.

after all.

Behemoth's board of directors is just a small part of the elite in the United States.

It doesn't represent the whole picture.

Moreover, these capitalists are not all from the same faction.

Mo Wen thought of this and was just about to take action.

suddenly.

A helicopter flew over.

And he voluntarily lowered himself to the same level as Mo Wen, or even a little lower.

Inside the helicopter, a Behemoth user held up a black box, from which came an aged yet powerful voice.

"Dragon Kingdom Martial God, shall we discuss this?"

This sentence was spoken in the Dragon Kingdom language.

Mo Wen asked indifferently, "What do you want to discuss?"

"Look, you have already harmed our people, even unleashed a massive tsunami that submerged a city, and tens of thousands of citizens have died because of you. Shouldn't you be able to vent your anger now?"

From inside the black box, an aged voice said, "Indeed, our army can't do anything to you, but don't forget, this is the United States, the most militarily powerful country on Earth."

"We have plenty of trump cards to destroy you; it's just a matter of whether we're willing to pay the price."

“We respect you as a strong person, and the only super strong person in the world who can fight against a country with a mortal body.”

"If you withdraw now and compensate us for our losses, we can give you a chance to purchase SP inhibitors."

“You’re not like your mother who died because her potential couldn’t be developed, right?”

Mo Wen's face remained completely expressionless.

He thought he had convinced Mo Wen.

Inside the black box, Howard's voice spoke eloquently: "We know you are a very filial son and possess many amazing abilities that can prolong your mother's life, but no matter how many abilities you have, can they compare to the SP drug that Behemoth has spent over a hundred billion, or even a trillion, of dollars to develop?"

"As long as your mother is alive, the effects of the first-generation SP drug in her body will continue to develop."

"You certainly don't want your mother to die because of you, do you?"

"If you withdraw now and cooperate with us in some research later, we will give you inhibitors as needed to prolong your mother's life."

"So, whether your mother's life can continue depends entirely on your choice."

Inside the safe house.