From a certain perspective, earning a hundred million US dollars in this way is really a great deal.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Such an attack started unexpectedly and ended very quickly.

About half of the pickup trucks managed to escape... Of course, the police are already in a frantic pursuit, and almost all the police cars in Washington are on the road.

It won't be long before most of these pickup trucks are intercepted.

However, it doesn't matter anymore. The mission has been completed and the goal has been achieved, so what does it matter?

******

Inside the White House.

After the White House issued the emergency lockdown order, Eddie Thomas was first astonished by Ding Ze's efficiency, which had accomplished the attack in such a short time. He then subconsciously glanced at his watch.

Less than five minutes had passed.

Therefore, things still need to be done.

Eddie Thomas decisively used the pretext of protecting Elder Ricky to order the agents he brought to forcibly send Elder Ricky and his six companions back to the West Wing building.

Elder Ricky wasn't that stupid; of course he saw what was going on. He was so angry he almost exploded, wishing he could kill Eddie Thomas on the spot. Unfortunately, under these circumstances, such a thing was just a thought; he couldn't actually do it.

Otherwise, before Ding Ze could even reach Washington, the six of them would have been killed by the Secret Service.

So, with no other choice, Elder Ricky and his six companions were angrily and helplessly kidnapped by Eddie Thomas and taken back to the office they had left not long ago.

Eddie Thomas didn't want to die, so he didn't dare linger, fearing that the elders would go crazy and kill people. As soon as he sent the six elders into the office, he immediately led his men out.

in the office.

Snowwell Milden suddenly laughed and said with great emotion, "Over the years, I've seen many, many lunatics, but Ding Ze is truly the craziest one I've ever met."

The hot-tempered elder was furious. "We have to settle this score with him. Doesn't he like to chop people into mincemeat? I'll chop him into mincemeat myself."

Snowwell Milden chuckled. "That's a great idea. Alright, we should go now. Please get started."

"Damn it," the hot-tempered elder cursed viciously, his face full of anger as he strode to the wall by the window. Then, he took a deep breath, and his whole body underwent a rapid transformation.

In the blink of an eye.

The hot-tempered elder, his body hunched over, no longer resembled a human, but rather a very, very strange beast.

The next second, the hot-tempered elder punched the wall twice, creating a passageway. Then, an incredibly dense black aura emanated from his body.

"Let's go!" the hot-tempered elder said in an incredibly eerie manner.

Elder Ricky was stunned by what he saw; the shock he felt was indescribable.

Is this the secret of the underground world?

These five elders have ventured deep into the underground world countless times, and have become no longer human?

But what exactly has it turned into? A wild beast?

It can't be that simple!!!

After all, these five elders don't seem to be mentally ill. Why would they choose to act like beasts instead of being decent human beings?

Therefore, the most important aspect of this transformation is its incredibly powerful strength, or rather, its superpowers?

In an instant, Elder Ricky's mind raced, and he thought of many things.

In the blink of an eye, all six of them were outside.

The hot-tempered elder, without hesitation, immediately controlled the black energy around him, enveloping Elder Ricky and his companions.

Instantly, Elder Ricky felt countless hands within the black mist gripping him tightly.

next second.

huh~~

The hot-tempered elder moved with lightning speed, sprinting towards the outside of the White House.

It really only took a moment.

When he stopped, the black mist dissipated rapidly, and Elder Ricky found himself outside the White House, standing in an alley.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Ricky watched as the hot-tempered elder rapidly returned to his original state.

Damn it.

What kind of terrifying ability is this?

That's fucking terrifying.

The hot-tempered elder regained his composure and immediately began cursing, "That damned Ding Ze, I have to chop him into mincemeat and feed him to the dogs! I'm already so old, and I still have to do this kind of thing, damn it!"

“You’ve had a long day,” Snowwell Milden smiled, then turned to Elder Ricky. “Send someone to pick us up; we need to leave America.”

Elder Ricky, upon hearing this, snapped out of his daze and, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word, quickly nodded repeatedly, "Alright." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 447 That Underground World, We Must Go

Inside the White House in Washington, D.C.

Eddie Thomas quickly realized something was wrong and rushed into the office where Elder Ricky and the other six should have been, and then, lo and behold, they were gone.

"???" Eddie Thomas was completely bewildered. He paused for a moment before noticing the large hole in the side wall, and his confusion deepened. "???"

Not long after.

Eddie Thomas went through the hole and outside, then looked around but couldn't see Elder Ricky and his six companions.

What about people?

In less than half a minute, those five elders were all old men again. Where could they have run off to in such a short time?

"Find it!!" Eddie Thomas, completely unaware of how bizarre the situation was, found it utterly unbelievable and ordered the agents around him to search for it.

The agents didn't dare to dawdle and immediately sprang into action.

Eddie Thomas was in a real bind, his brow furrowed, and he scratched his head hard; it was a real headache.

no way.

The six elders of the Longevity Club just ran away right under our noses?

Putting aside how Ding Ze will explain things... those six elders will definitely retaliate! He's not Ding Ze, he's just the director of the CIA, he can't withstand the retaliation from the [Eternal Life Club].

One second, two seconds.

Eddie Thomas even imagined that one day, as he was walking, someone would suddenly appear behind him and shoot him in the head.

“Fxxk!!!” Eddie Thomas didn’t want to die, so he cursed viciously and then quickly took out his phone to call Ding Ze.

Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to ask Ding Ze for help.

Ding Ze was still on the plane when he saw Eddie Thomas call again so quickly. He immediately guessed that something had changed and answered the phone, asking directly, "What happened?"

“They’re gone! All six of them are gone,” Eddie Thomas said, exasperated.

Ding Ze was somewhat surprised when he heard this. "Calm down and tell me in detail what happened."

“I took the six of them to the office in the west wing and had the agents stand guard outside the door. Less than half a minute later, the agents reported that there was a strange noise in the office. I rushed in with the agents and found that they were gone. There was a big hole in the wall near the garden. I chased after them, but I couldn’t find them anywhere,” Eddie Thomas said in one breath.

Ding Ze was even more surprised when he heard this.

The White House is currently in a state of complete lockdown... Where could Elder Ricky and the others possibly go?

"Have you checked the surveillance footage?" Ding Ze asked.

Eddie Thomas shook his head. "Not yet. White House surveillance is handled by the Secret Service. If I wanted to investigate, it wouldn't be possible to do so in the short term, given the current situation."

"In addition, I just discovered something even stranger."

"The hole in the wall wasn't blown open; it looks like it was kicked open."

Eddie Thomas was, after all, the director of the CIA, and one who had worked his way up from an agent. So, after staring at the hole for a couple of seconds, he was certain that this was what was going on.

"??????" Ding Zezhen was taken aback. "Are you sure?"

“I’m sure!” Eddie Thomas said firmly.

"I'll contact you again," Ding Ze said after a brief silence, then hung up the phone. His thoughts immediately began to race.

That's the White House wall!!!

Exploding it with a spatula is fine.

But what if you say, kick it away? With Elder Ricky and those five old elders?

Let alone whether six people together could actually kick a hole in the wall, even if they could... in less than half a minute?

Absolutely, absolutely impossible!!!

Unless you're saying they have superhuman strength...

If that's the case, then this matter is truly extraordinary.

Could it be that the Immortal Club obtained something else from those Trees of Life? Or perhaps something else from the underworld? For example, superpowers?

After his thoughts raced for a while, Ding Ze subconsciously lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and leaned more towards the latter.

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