Marvel Superheroes in China

"Yes, yes, but Mr. Wu, isn't there really some misunderstanding here...?"

"I don't care if you have any misunderstandings, just do as I say. Also, the Western Garrison Commander is very angry and has decided to punish your United States."

Upon hearing this, the US president shuddered: "I wonder how much the fine will be?"

"money?"

Wu Huida scoffed and said coldly, "Listen carefully. The Western Garrison Commander said that if anyone in your United States has the ability to go to China and kill ordinary people, then the Southwest will send a martial artist at the Inner Strength level to visit your United States for a day trip. Be prepared to clean up the mess left by those fishing boats. As for how many people will die to be buried with that dead Chinese reporter, it's hard to say; it depends on the mood of the person sent. That's all."

After saying that, Wu Huida's figure disappeared instantly.

'call--'

Letting out a deep breath, the US president slumped weakly to the ground: "It's over..."

The sky has fallen!

Chapter 69: The Right Way to Do Diplomacy

At this moment, the US president just wanted to understand who was trying to harm him.

Who is impersonating an American and going to China to commit murder?

Have they got some nerve, daring to commit crimes in China?

The price... is too high.

Someone was killed in China. As a result, the Western garrison commander directly sent a powerful internal energy expert to the United States for a day trip.

If they really let the killing begin, a master of internal energy could probably destroy a state in a single day!

At that moment, the US president felt the fear of being dominated by Chinese martial artists. Kill one of them, and they'll take an entire city with them, at least one city. That's the standard every year…

"Who's ruining America!"

The US president roared, his voice trembling with sobs.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a loud 'hum' resounded.

Immediately afterwards, chaos erupted downstairs. All the security guards screamed in terror.

The US president quickly peered out the window and saw an old man in a Taoist robe standing on the large lawn in the White House yard.

The old man stomped his foot on the White House lawn, and in that instant, the earth cracked.

Countless spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from beneath his feet, causing countless buildings to collapse. Then, the cracks widened, and countless police officers and security guards screamed in terror as they fell into them…

At this moment, the scene resembled the end of the world!

Just as the US president was dumbfounded, the old man in the Taoist robe glanced at him, then instantly crashed through a wall and reappeared in his office.

"Your...who are you?"

The US president, trembling, repeated the same opening remarks a second time.

The old man in the Taoist robe glanced at the corpses filling the room, frowned in confusion, and said coldly, "Qing Tian, ​​head of the Foreign Affairs Section of the China Armed Forces Bureau."

Diplomacy Department!

The US president felt dizzy at that moment.

Ordinary people only know about China's foreign education department, and they think that those people are the ones who negotiate with other countries on the international stage.

But they had no idea that the one who actually negotiated with foreign countries was the diplomatic section of the Armaments Bureau.

This is what diplomacy should be like...

Chinese diplomacy is very direct. Anyone from the Foreign Affairs Department can go straight to your administrative center, kill all the bodyguards, and then give you orders. That's diplomacy...

Outsiders don't understand a thing. Ordinary people think China's diplomacy is weak, but they don't understand a thing. That's all an act! Real diplomacy is a science.

This time, the sky has fallen.

They had just lost the favorite of the Western Garrison Commander. Now they've gotten themselves into trouble with the head of the Foreign Affairs Section of the China Armed Forces Bureau.

The president almost knelt down, wiping away tears, and said, "Sir, may I ask... what brings you here?"

The Taoist priest paced around the room and asked indifferently, "I heard that your United States arrested several hundred Chinese citizens? I heard they didn't break the law, but were arrested simply for upholding the image of Chinese martial artists, and you declared to the international community that you would severely punish them. Just because they are Chinese, and they only spoke words in defense of Chinese martial artists? Also, I heard you sent many ability users, threatening to eradicate Chinese martial arts?"

With a 'buzz—' sound, the US president felt like his brain was about to explode.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

He roared to the sky, "Who is harming my America? I didn't do it! I don't know anything! It wasn't me!"

"..."

An hour later, the US president finally figured out what had happened recently. To be honest, he was also quite bewildered.

People kept telling Captain America not to go to China, that it was a dangerous place. Why did Captain America lose his mind and insist on provoking China?

He had no idea that Captain America had already gone to Aquaman for answers and was currently traveling across the Pacific Ocean. Meanwhile, the Avengers were being temporarily taken over by Batman.

He just felt like the sky had fallen.

"The government gave you superhero titles, and you actually think you're heroes? You really think you're invincible?"

The US president slammed his hand on the table, furious. Looking at the meek Secretary of Defense before him, he roared, "Arrest Captain Stephen, the US officer! Announce a public apology. At the same time, immediately and severely punish those police officers who arrested the Chinese..."

"How serious?"

A flash of hatred crossed the US president's eyes: "Those involved, all of them, should be executed and made to apologize."

He knew that if he didn't act ruthlessly, the martial artists of China would never forgive him. The Armed Forces Bureau was relatively compliant, handling matters strictly by the book. But the crucial point was that the matter had even alarmed the Western Garrison Commander.

What I need to gain is not the forgiveness of the Armaments Bureau, but the forgiveness of the Western Garrison Commander!

Otherwise, this time the punishment was a one-day trip to the United States for experts with strong internal energy. Next time, it might be a more blatant, open attack—the slaughter of an entire city.

The Armaments Bureau has a broad perspective and will not recklessly harm ordinary foreigners.

But the garrison commanders… they were all originally from humble backgrounds, all single-handedly fighting their way to the Gang Jin realm amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Every single one of them was a daredevil! They didn't even care about their own lives, why would they care about the lives of others?

Forget about TuCheng, they wouldn't even blink an eye if they were to wipe out an entire country. You expect the garrison commander to have a broad perspective? Expect the garrison commander to think about 'for humanity' or 'for humanitarianism'... you might as well hope you wake up as a grandmaster after a good night's sleep.

"...".

Chapter 70: A Stunning Sword Slash

Meanwhile, the New York City Department of Security.

'Squeak squeak squeak'

More than twenty Land Rovers pulled up abruptly in front of the Security Bureau, and over a hundred agents dressed in U.S. military uniforms, armed with rifles and cannons, entered the bureau.

"You...who are you?"

The police station receptionist stood up and asked with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

With a 'bang,' the agent fired without a word, hitting him in the shoulder, then grabbed him and demanded, 'Where are those Chinese people you arrested? Where's your chief?'

"..."

An hour later, the United Nations and the U.S. Department of Education held a press conference for the world.

Journalists from all over the world were present, each with an expectant look on their faces. Was this about to be a statement regarding relations with China? Would the United States take a hard line this time?

When the meeting started, all the reporters were stunned. Did they think they'd wandered onto the wrong set?

The American diplomat stood on the podium, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"Regarding the incident three days ago where the New York City Department of Security abused its power and arbitrarily arrested 360 Chinese citizens, I, on behalf of the United States, offer a sincere apology to China in front of the world."

With a sudden "buzz," the entire venue erupted in chaos. All the reporters wondered if they'd misheard. An apology?

Should the United States, the world's largest economy, apologize to China?

Then, a single sentence from the diplomat silenced the entire room:

"According to the investigation, a total of 56 security personnel participated in this operation to arrest Chinese people, including leaders and deputy leaders of the New York Security Bureau... All of them were arrested by the FBI on charges of crimes against humanity, corruption, disrupting international relations, disrupting ethnic harmony, treason, abuse of power, and dereliction of duty. According to the verdict of the U.S. Supreme Court, all 56 people were sentenced to death and executed by firing squad!"

"Let this be an example for others."

"At the same time, to express the United States' sincere apology and its determination to repair relations between China and the United States, the United States has decided to pay China $500 billion in reparations..."

"..."

At this moment, the whole world was silent.

The whole world, all countries.

Everyone, absolutely silent.

I wonder if I've heard a fake news story.

The island nation fell silent at this moment.

England remained silent.

In Germany, everyone felt their worldview had collapsed.

Germany has gone mad.

At that moment, the whole world was shaken. Ordinary people stared at the list of those to be executed, lost in endless contemplation.