328: Chapter 328 Military Funding?! You're asking me for military funding while wearing a tattered door?!

Beautiful Country, Washington.

The Presidential Palace.

The entire city was shrouded in dead silence.

On the lawn outside the White House, it was densely packed with people wearing ragged red vests.

A full three hundred thousand!

Surrounded completely, not a drop of water could leak through!

The Red Wolf Players in the very front were weighing blood-stained bricks in their hands.

Some held rusted fire axes and were impatiently scraping them against the large iron gate of the Presidential Palace.

"Screech— screech—"

The harsh metallic scraping sound was like a fatal tune.

"Boom!"

Zhao Meng kicked the iron fence of the White House.

The large iron gate shook violently.

"Listen up, people inside!"

"I'll give you ten seconds!"

"If you don't hand people over right now, this daddy will tear down this White House and use it as firewood!"

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

Before the words faded.

"Creeak—"

The thick bulletproof door of the White House was smoothly pushed open from the inside.

Immediately after.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two objects looking like tattered sacks were ruthlessly thrown out by several fully armed Beautiful Country soldiers.

Rolling and rolling, they stopped right at the feet of Lu Yuan and the others.

Everyone lowered their heads to take a look.

It was none other than Emperor Hirohito and Tojo Hideki!

Only that.

These two island nation war criminals who were originally high and mighty and overbearing.

At this moment, they had been beaten black and blue, so bruised that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them!

Their military uniforms had been stripped completely clean, leaving only a loincloth.

Obviously, to appease the anger of this group of "living ancestors".

Before handing them over, the Beautiful Country had already "sensibly" loosened their bones for them first.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

Emperor Hirohito lay flat on the ground, trembling violently like a sieve.

Looking at the pairs of crimson eyes filled with substantive murderous intent around him, he was completely frightened out of his wits.

"Dragon, Dragon Country General..."

Hirohito raised his head, tears and snot streaming down as he wailed in despair:

"I surrender! The Great Empire of Japan surrenders!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll agree to any condition!"

"I'll give you all the wealth of the entire island nation..."

"Slap——!!!"

A crisp, loud sound of a slap!

Directly interrupted Hirohito's wail!

Lin Zihao swung his arm and delivered a powerful backhanded slap, fiercely striking Hirohito across the face!

"Pfft!"

Hirohito violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, along with a few back teeth dancing in the air.

His entire body spun like a top on the ground for three and a half turns!

"Damn your grandfather!"

Lin Zihao cursed aloud, shaking his numb palm.

"What the hell are you farting about!"

"The wealth of the island nation is yours?!"

"Your crappy island has already been occupied by us, what the hell wealth do you still have!"

"Death is at your doorstep, and you still dare to use our own money to bribe us?!"

"Shut the hell up!"

Seeing the emperor slapped away, Tojo Hideki was so frightened that he peed all over the floor, rolled his eyes, and passed out on the spot.

"Creeak..."

Inside the White House door.

President Ross walked out trembling, surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

His face was as pale as paper.

Looking at the three hundred thousand rioters wearing red vests and holding lethal weapons outside.

His legs went soft, and he forcibly squeezed out a fawning smile that was uglier than crying.

"Great, Great Kings..."

President Ross even used respectful titles...

His voice trembled violently: "The... the people have already been handed over to you intact..."

"Well... um..."

President Ross swallowed wildly and probed carefully:

"You've vented your anger and taken your revenge."

"Can you... withdraw your troops back to Dragon Country?"

"Our Great Beautiful Country... really can't take this kind of tossing from you Great Kings anymore!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone in the Red Wolf Guild was stunned for a moment.

Withdraw troops?

Lin Zihao turned his head and looked at President Ross, who was full of entreaties.

He slowly rubbed his chin.

His eyeballs rolled around.

An extremely insidious, bandit-like smirk surfaced on his face.

"Go back? Of course we're going back!"

Lin Zihao stepped forward and arrogantly patted President Ross's cheek with the flat of his watermelon knife.

Scaring Ross so much that he almost knelt on the spot.

"Old fogey Ross, aren't you being unreasonable saying that?"

Lin Zihao curled his lips.

"If you guys hadn't given shelter to these two bastards..."

"Would us brothers need to come all this way against the sea breeze of the Pacific Ocean?!"

President Ross stiffened all over, nodding frantically like pounding garlic.

"Yes, yes, yes! The Great King is right to lecture us!"

"It was we who were bewitched! It was we who failed to recognize people!"

"It, it was us... who were blind as dogs!"

"Isn't that settled then?"

Lin Zihao spread his hands and shouted righteously.

"Then the ferry ticket money for our three hundred thousand brothers to cross the sea!"

"The money for worn-out shoe soles!"

"And the mental distress fee, lost wages fee!"

"This astronomical sum of military expenses... your Beautiful Country must compensate according to the price, right?!"

"Mili... military expenses?!"

Hearing these two words.

President Ross's eye corners twitched violently.

He glanced toward the harbor.

He looked again at the rioters in front of him wearing ragged vests and holding rusted farm tools.

Ross let out a shrill roar in his heart!

"You guys fucking stepped on broken planks and paddled small fishing boats over here, alright?!"

"What the hell military expenses could there possibly be here?!"

"Did any of you get hurt?! Did anyone die?!"

"Over a dozen of our Great Beautiful Country's warships were blown up by you guys!"

"Not to mention aircraft carriers! Military expenses?! How do you even have the nerve to ask for military expenses?!"

But well.

Looking at the dripping watermelon knife in Lin Zihao's hand.

Looking at the three hundred thousand pairs of glowing green eyes around him.

"Swish—"

Pea-sized cold sweat instantly soaked President Ross's shirt.

President Ross lowered his head and simply didn't dare to retort a single word...

Being stubborn with words will get you killed!

Lin Zihao raised his hand and chuckled lightly.

"Sweating profusely, huh?! Little bro!"

He raised his hand and patted President Ross's shoulder.

"Don't be nervous! ... We're not some robbers!"

"Once the military expenses are compensated, we'll withdraw our troops immediately!"

"After all, our Red Wolf Guild prides itself on honesty and integrity!"

Looking at the cold smile of the young man before him.

President Ross tremblingly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice dripping with blood.

"Compensate..."

"We'll compensate..."

"Great Kings... how much do you want?"

"You, you name a price...!"