I, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, am being kept by the state.

"How do we deal with them?"

Chen Dong stood by the window, staring at the night outside.

"Simply resorting to diplomatic pressure is absolutely not going to work."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Zhao Wenjin opened the document in his hand, his brows furrowed.

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has already sent a diplomatic note, but the other side will definitely deny it to the death. This kind of covert struggle is always something that everyone knows but can't do without."

"Despite your refusal to admit it?"

Chen Dong turned around, his face ashen.

"Then let them admit it."

"But……"

Zhao Wenjin hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

They all knew that the CIA was always meticulous in its work. 'Ghost' committed suicide by poisoning, and his body left no evidence directly pointing to the CIA. If it were brought up openly, it would be bad for both sides.

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open.

A young staff member walked in quickly, looking nervous.

"Director Chen, Lord Longzun... he says he has something to say."

Chen Dong was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The Dragon Lord has awakened?"

"Yes, just now."

Chen Dong did not hesitate and immediately got up.

"Let's go to Yufeng Mountain."

……

Half an hour later, at the Dragon God Shrine on Yufeng Mountain.

Inside the main hall, incense smoke curled around.

The nine-meter-tall five-clawed golden dragon statue had a luminous pearl in its eye emitting a faint golden light.

Chen Dong strode into the hall and bowed to the statue of the deity.

"Lord Dragon Lord."

"Um."

A deep, languid voice echoed in the hall.

Li Chen had just woken up from his deep sleep when the dragon soul had completely solidified.

He can now not only completely detach himself from the dragon-shaped necklace, but also use his abilities from thousands of miles away.

The immense amount of incense offerings and prayers restored his strength to an unprecedented level.

"If it's inconvenient for you to take action, let me do it."

Chen Dong and Zhao Wenjin, who was standing next to him, exchanged a glance.

Zhao Wenjin adjusted his glasses and asked cautiously, "Lord Dragon Lord, how do you plan to proceed?"

Where is the CIA headquarters located?

Chen Dong was startled.

Is Dragon Lord planning to wipe out the CIA headquarters?

That's on the other side of the ocean. If they really make a move, the entire world order will be thrown into chaos.

"Rest assured, I am aware of the current situation."

Li Chen's voice carried a hint of amusement, "I'm just letting them suffer a little."

Want to suffer a little?

Chen Dong swallowed.

He always felt that what Long Zun meant by "suffering a little" was not quite the same as what he understood.

Zhao Wenjin opened the document and pointed to the coordinates on it, "The CIA headquarters is in Langley, Virginia. This is the exact location."

"Um."

Li Chen paused, then said, "That's enough."

Chen Dong opened his mouth, as if to ask something, but ultimately didn't say anything.

The incense inside the hall suddenly shook violently, and the eyes of the golden dragon statue shone with a dazzling golden light.

An invisible wave spread out.

Chen Dong felt a blur before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, the hall had returned to calm.

"Lord Dragon Lord?"

no respond.

Zhao Wenjin looked at the statue and asked softly, "That's... all?"

Chen Dong shook his head; he didn't know either.

But his intuition told him that something big was about to happen on the other side of the ocean.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Top Secret Meeting Room.

Chen Dong held a newly delivered top-secret intelligence document in his hand, glanced at it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter grew louder and louder until he was leaning back in his chair, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face.

"Director Chen, what's making you so happy?"

Zhao Wenjin pushed the door open and was stunned when he saw Chen Dong's appearance.

Chen Dong waved his hand and handed over the intelligence.

"See for yourself."

Zhao Wenjin took it, glanced at it, and his glasses almost slipped off his nose.

"this……"

It was written very clearly in the intelligence report.

At 3 a.m. yesterday, across the ocean, in Langley, Virginia.

A 7.8-magnitude earthquake struck the location of the CIA headquarters.

The entire building shook violently, glass shattered everywhere, walls cracked, and fire alarms blared throughout the park.

But that's not the most outrageous part.

The most outrageous thing is that less than ten minutes after the earthquake, a huge mound suddenly rose from the ground directly beneath the CIA headquarters building.

The mound of earth swelled higher and higher until it finally burst open.

A volcano, billowing with thick smoke, emerged from the ground.

Scalding lava erupted from the crater, instantly turning the entire underground parking lot of the CIA headquarters into a sea of ​​fire.

"active volcano?"

Zhao Wenjin swallowed hard. "When did Langley become an active volcano?"

"Even the people at the U.S. Geological Survey were baffled."

Chen Dong pointed to the attachment below the intelligence report, "They mobilized all their experts overnight and checked the historical records."

"The results showed that there has never been any record of volcanic activity in the Langley area throughout history."

Zhao Wenjin pushed up his glasses, his voice trembling slightly.

"That volcano..."

"Appeared out of nowhere."

Chen Dong laughed even harder, "Experts from the U.S. Geological Survey said that this does not conform to any scientific laws."

But it happened anyway.

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

Zhao Wenjin suddenly remembered what Long Zun had said last night.

"Let them suffer a bit."

He looked up at Chen Dong.

"Lord Dragon Lord... is this what he meant by 'enduring some hardship'?"

Chen Dong nodded, his smile fading slightly, but the excitement in his eyes remained undisguised.

"They planted an active volcano right under the CIA headquarters."

He paused, his voice tinged with emotion.

"This method is truly... amazing."

Zhao Wenjin turned to the last page of the intelligence report, which contained satellite photos of the scene.

In the photo, the CIA headquarters building has been evacuated and cordoned off.

The volcano that suddenly appeared was spewing out lava and thick smoke that shot straight into the sky.

The whole of Langley was like a living hell.

"Burns is probably going crazy right now."

Zhao Wenjin closed the intelligence report, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

"It's more than just madness."

Chen Dong stood up and walked to the window. "The White House is in an uproar."

"The US president convened an emergency meeting overnight, demanding an explanation from the CIA."

"Even the CIA itself couldn't explain how the volcano came to be."

Zhao Wenjin imagined the scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Now look what happened. They sent assassins to sabotage us, but their own headquarters blew up first."

"It's karma."

Chen Dong turned around, his smile completely vanished, and his eyes sharpened.

"Notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to continue applying pressure."

"We strongly protest against the CIA's dispatch of assassins and demand an explanation from them."

"As for the Langley volcano..."

He paused, a slight smile curving his lips.

"That's their own business, it has nothing to do with us."