18: Chapter 18: Citywide Looting! Directly Extorting the President of the United States!

Inside the underground control center, Chu Feng finished his last puff of a cigarette and opened the system panel to take a look.

Previously, purchasing the armored tank brigade and the one hundred thousand special forces bandits had exhausted the money of the Colton Family.

Now, there were only over sixteen thousand Wealth Points left in the account. It wasn't enough to spend.

He now held an army of two hundred thousand fully armed troops, and the daily consumption of food, fuel for tanks and helicopters, and ammunition alone was an astronomical figure.

Since he had taken Los Santos, he had to squeeze the city for all its value.

Chu Feng connected his consciousness to the tactical network and issued a direct order to the entire army.

"All peripheral legions, listen up!"

"Smash open all the bank vaults, jewelry stores, and luxury villas in the wealthy districts of Los Santos for me."

"Take all the cash, gold, diamonds, and bearer bonds!"

"If you encounter any police or civilians who dare to stop you, shoot them on the spot. Leave no survivors."

The moment the order was issued, all of Los Santos completely turned into a hunting ground!

On the streets, an M2 infantry fighting vehicle roared and smashed through the doors of the Los Santos branch of Citibank. Thick bulletproof glass shattered all over the floor.

Dozens of special forces bandits rushed into the lobby and used C4 explosives to blast open the alloy door of the underground vault.

Bundles of hundred-dollar bills and rows of gold bars were packed by the bandits into black tactical backpacks like they were moving bricks, then thrown onto the trucks outside.

In Beverly Hills, those Hollywood stars and Wall Street tycoons who were usually high and mighty were now all dragged out of their mansions by the bandits and pressed onto the ground.

Without saying a word, the bandits pried open the safes in their homes and looted everything!

This most prosperous city in the USA was experiencing an unprecedented, legalized robbery!

...

Global Financial Center. Top-floor CEO office. Chu Feng sat in the boss's chair.

Evelyn had already gone to the lounge inside to take a shower and changed into a spare black professional suit.

She stood beside Chu Feng with her head lowered, holding a crystal ashtray in her hands.

Her long legs were still wrapped in black silk, but her standing posture was somewhat unnatural, and her body trembled slightly from time to time.

Jessica was kneeling under the desk, very skillfully pounding Chu Feng's calves.

These two top-tier women, who were usually unreachable, were now more obedient than the most professional waiters.

"Beep, beep, beep." The communicator on the desk rang. It was a report from the special forces bandits in the lobby downstairs.

"Boss, an unarmed helicopter has arrived outside. The other party claims to be a negotiation envoy sent from Washington."

Chu Feng's eyes turned cold. "Let him come up."

A few minutes later, the office door was pushed open. A middle-aged white man in a suit carrying a briefcase walked in.

He was the chief negotiation expert of the USA, a former high-ranking CIA official, David.

As soon as David entered, he smelled the lingering scent of blood in the air.

He glanced at the glaring dark red pool on the carpet, then looked at Evelyn, who was standing to the side holding the ashtray.

He knew Evelyn, the famous Ice Queen of Wall Street. Now, she was serving this Eastern man like a female slave.

David swallowed hard. He forced himself to remain calm and walked to the desk.

"Mr. Chu, I am David, the envoy appointed by the President of the Eagle Nation. I represent the government of the USA and have come to talk with you."

Chu Feng did not get up, nor did he even glance at him. He leaned back in his chair and pulled a cigarette from his cigarette case.

Evelyn immediately picked up the lighter on the desk, and with a "click," lit it for him.

"Speak." Chu Feng exhaled a puff of smoke, saying only one word.

David wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Mr. Chu, your armed forces have shocked The Pentagon. But you should realize that Los Santos is territory of the USA. If you continue to occupy this place, the federal military will launch a counterattack at all costs. By then, you and your men will absolutely not survive."

Chu Feng did not speak, watching him perform quietly.

Seeing that Chu Feng did not refute, David thought his threat had worked and continued:

"The President of the Eagle Nation is willing to give you a way out. As long as you immediately order the withdrawal of your troops and release the hostages in the building, the government can provide you with a legal overseas identity and personally pay you two hundred million USD as compensation."

Two hundred million USD. To buy away an army of two hundred thousand with tanks. Chu Feng laughed.

He suddenly raised his foot and with a "bang," kicked the heavy solid wood desk in front of him, overturning it!

The documents and computer on the desk scattered all over the floor. Jessica, who was kneeling under the desk, screamed in fright and hurriedly crawled to the corner, shivering.

David was so frightened by this sudden outburst that he retreated several steps and fell onto the floor on his butt.

Chu Feng stood up, walked in front of David, and looked down at him from a commanding position.

"Two hundred million USD? Are you trying to dismiss me like a beggar on the street?"

Chu Feng grabbed David by the collar and lifted him up from the floor.

"You listen clearly to me."

"It is not you giving me a way out right now; it is I who am giving your USA government a way out."

"All the bank vaults, transportation hubs, and even the underground vault of the Federal Reserve in Los Santos are now under the muzzles of my guns."

"I have over two hundred tanks and twelve Apaches under my command."

"With just one word from me, within half an hour, the center of Los Santos will turn into ruins. The entire US economy will regress by thirty years."

Chu Feng slammed David hard against the wall. David screamed, feeling as if the bones in his back were about to shatter.

"Call that old man of yours in Washington." Chu Feng stepped on David's briefcase, his tone brooking no argument.

"One hundred billion USD. I want bearer government bonds or bearer digital currency from the Swiss Bank. Deposit it into my designated account within two hours."

"If there is a cent less, I will throw one Wall Street executive off the roof every ten minutes."

"If the money doesn't arrive in two hours, I will immediately order the tanks to fire and level the City Hall."

David's eyes widened, looking at Chu Feng as if he were looking at a madman. One hundred billion USD! This was simply treating the USA like an ATM for extortion!

Evelyn, standing to the side, also felt her whole body go weak. She had originally thought Chu Feng just wanted to make a quick buck and leave, but she hadn't expected his appetite to be this large. One hundred billion USD was equivalent to the entire annual GDP of a medium-sized country.

"This... this is impossible... The President of the Eagle Nation will not agree..." David clutched his chest, coughing violently.

"Bang!" Chu Feng pulled a pistol from his waist and fired a shot directly into David's thigh. Blood splattered everywhere!

David let out a pig-like scream, clutching his thigh and rolling wildly on the floor.

"I am not discussing this with you." Chu Feng aimed the muzzle at David's head. "Make the call. Or die here, and I will talk to someone else."

David completely broke down. Under the fear of death, he endured the intense pain, took out an encrypted satellite phone, and tremblingly dialed the direct line to The Pentagon.

After the call connected, David, with a crying tone, repeated Chu Feng's terms word for word.

Inside the strategic command center of The Pentagon, the President of the Eagle Nation finished listening to the report on the phone. He was so angry that he smashed the coffee cup on the table to pieces!

"One hundred billion?! Why doesn't he just go rob someone!!" The President roared crazily.

The Secretary of Defense beside him wiped away cold sweat and whispered a reminder: "Mr. President... he is robbing us right now."

The President's eyes were bloodshot, watching the dark, dense tank barrels on the streets of Los Santos on the screen, his heart twitching in spasms.

If he didn't pay the money, once a war started in Los Santos, the bigwigs of the Wall Street financial groups would die in the buildings. Once the capital operations behind those consortiums stopped, the US stock market could evaporate trillions within a single day.

By comparison, although one hundred billion USD was painful, it was still within the tolerable range of the USA.

"Give it to him!" The President gritted his teeth, every word seemingly squeezed from his throat. "Allocate it from the national strategic reserve. Deposit it into his account immediately! Keep him steady!"

"Order the six divisions of the National Guard to assemble in California immediately!"

"Once the money arrives and the hostages are safe, I will use thermobaric bombs to blow him and his building to the sky!"

...

Top floor of the Global Financial Center. David hung up the phone and looked at Chu Feng with a pale face: "Mr. Chu... the President of the Eagle Nation has agreed. The funds are being raised and will definitely arrive within two hours."

Chu Feng put away his pistol and sat back in the boss's chair. "He knows what's good for him."

Time passed minute by minute. Just an hour and a half later, system notification sounds suddenly rang out in succession in Chu Feng's mind.

[Ding! Detected that the subordinate bandits successfully looted the Citibank vault, plundered cash and gold supplies. The system is calculating...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Wealth Points: 30,000 points!]

[Ding! Detected that the subordinate bandits successfully looted the Los Santos branch of the Federal Reserve, plundered reserve gold supplies. The system is calculating...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Wealth Points: 150,000 points!]

[Ding! Detected a huge amount of cross-border funds transferred into the host's designated bearer account via the dark web. Source of funds: USA Federal Treasury. Currently performing laundering conversion...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Wealth Points: 1,000,000 points!]