329: Chapter 329 Birth Dates and Times Compatible?!

"Good, good, good!"

"He who submits to circumstances is a hero!"

Lin Zihao let out a loud laugh,

and reached out a large hand in extreme admiration,

wrapping it firmly around President Ross's shoulder.

"Bang!"

What a mighty and heavy slap!

It almost rattled President Ross's old bones apart on the spot!

President Ross's legs went soft, but he managed to steady himself purely through an overwhelming desire to survive.

He gulped frantically, squeezing out a flattering smile that was uglier than crying:

"To—To be able to compensate you lords..."

"Is—Is the honor of our Beautiful Country!!!"

Hearing these flattering words of surrender,

the Red Wolf members were extremely satisfied.

Lin Zihao turned his head,

looking toward the very back of the crowd at Lu Yuan, who was stepping on an armored vehicle and watching the show.

That expression was practically reeking of cockiness!

He looked simply like a fox wagging its tail and begging for praise.

"Boss, watch my moves!"

Lin Zihao winked and made faces.

Watching this fellow's practiced, bandit-like demeanor,

Lu Yuan couldn't help but chuckle.

He silently raised a thumb.

"6!"

Having received his boss's approval,

Lin Zihao turned back to look at President Ross.

A sinister yet completely harmless-looking smile hooked at the corner of his mouth.

Time to make an exorbitant demand!

"Brother Ross, we don't want that much..."

"I heard your Beautiful Country has five aircraft carriers?!"

"Our boss usually likes collecting these big toys!"

"Today, we'll reluctantly and conveniently drive these five aircraft carriers back."

"No problem, right?!"

As soon as these words were spoken,

"????"

President Ross's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Just listen to that!

Is this human language?!

You want five aircraft carriers right off the bat?!

Do you think you're buying Chinese cabbage at the vegetable market?!

Can—Can I say no?!

However, that wasn't the end of it.

Lin Zihao curled his lips and continued to add:

"Of course, the carriers can't be empty shells!"

"They all have to be packed with the most advanced carrier-based aircraft!"

"And also..."

"Since we have carriers, what about battleships, cruisers, destroyers, and frigates..."

"Shouldn't we have a complete carrier battle group?!"

"Not much, just give us a dozen or so of each!"

President Ross listened until his vision went black, almost suffering a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

"This... this won't do!"

"Lords! We really don't have five aircraft carriers anymore..."

President Ross pointed toward the West Coast, his voice thick with a crying tone.

"Just... just moments ago!"

"One of them was stepped on by you lords using a broken door panel... and blown to pieces on the spot!"

"Ah?"

Lin Zihao slapped his forehead fiercely, suddenly realizing.

"That's right! I almost forgot about that!"

"You can't blame us for that! Blame yourselves for blocking the road, right?!"

Lin Zihao waved his hand magnanimously.

"Fine! One less is one less!"

"We won't make things difficult for you...!"

Hearing this, President Ross actually... actually let out a long sigh of relief?!

However, the next second:

"Then you guys can rush-build another one for us!"

"Pfft..."

Beasts!

Lin Zihao shrugged helplessly, his expression full of deep regret:

"Originally, we planned to pack everything up and take it away in one go today."

"Since you can't deliver the goods now and owe us an aircraft carrier..."

"Then you have to pay a little interest for the delay, right?!"

"How about this."

"Just casually give us a hundred of the most advanced heavy tanks!"

"Consider it interest!"

"Pfft—!"

Listening to Lin Zihao's insane bandit logic,

President Ross felt like he was coughing up blood in his heart.

Damn it!

The interest for one aircraft carrier is a hundred heavy tanks?!

Even loan sharks aren't as dark-hearted as you guys!!!

If I couldn't beat you, I'd hack you to death with a fire axe right now, you bastard!!!

"Is... is that all?"

President Ross was soaked in cold sweat as he cautiously probed.

Lin Zihao didn't speak.

He just squinted his eyes and smiled straight at Ross,

smiling in a way that made Ross's heart crawl with hair.

"F*ck!"

"Damn it!"

"There's more F*cking more!!!"

President Ross let out a desperate wail in his heart.

Lin Zihao patted Ross's shoulder again,

and pulled a crumpled little note out of his pocket.

"Uh, before we leave, we still need to take some local specialties."

"Albert Einstein."

"Enrico Fermi."

"Richard Feynman."

"Robert Oppenheimer."

"John von Neumann..."

Lin Zihao leisurely

read out two or thirty names one after another.

Every single one of them was a peerless genius scientist from the Beautiful Country who was at the very top, at the core, and even still on the classified list!

It could be called a nuclear-blast-level master list of humanity's brightest stars!

"Lords... these... these people..."

Ross was about to faint.

"Oh, it's no big deal."

Lin Zihao spread his hands, his face full of righteous confidence.

"A few days ago, we asked a Taoist priest to tell our fortunes."

"He said the birth dates of these dozens of people match the Feng Shui of our Dragon Country relatively well."

"So, we'll just take them back to the Dragon Country along the way to share in some of the good fortune."

"Do you have an objection?"

Birth dates match relatively well?!

Hearing this bullshit reason that was absurd to the extreme,

President Ross hugged his head tightly with both hands,

completely breaking down!

Classic American shock!

Aircraft carriers!

Fleets!

Tanks!

Scientist family bucket!

Is this coming to ask for military funds?!

This is clearly uprooting the entire century-old national fortune of the Beautiful Country by its roots!!!

Will this ever end?!

A nameless, evil fire shot straight from the soles of Ross's feet to his primordial spirit!

Since he couldn't beat this group of living yamas in red vests!

Can't I even beat you, a bringer of bad luck?!

President Ross's eyes were bloodshot and he was furious.

He turned around abruptly,

and rushed in big strides toward Emperor Hirohito who was lying on the ground.

Raising that pair of pointed, high-custom leather shoes,

aiming straight at Emperor Hirohito's vital parts.

"Bang!"

A vicious kick!

Delivered with crushing force right onto Hirohito's crotch!

"Aaaaaah——!!!"

An extremely shrill, tragic chicken-like crow echoed across the White House lawn.

President Ross still wasn't satisfied; he stepped forward and unleashed another round of crazy stomping!

Stomping while roaring in a breakdown:

"F*ck you! F*ck you!!!"

"You dog thing!"

"It's all because of you, this dwarf, that this trouble happened!!!"

"If it weren't for you scourge, would our Beautiful Country have lost so badly?!"

Meanwhile,

above the clouds,

outside the void grand array,

What's most feared is when the air suddenly falls quiet...

Three ancient Huaxia gods were blankly watching the entire process within the light screen below.

Pangu, Nuwa, Taishang Laojun.

"Crack."

The three of them almost dropped their jaws onto the clouds in unison!

Their eyeballs bulged even larger than an ox's eyes!

Facing the insane operations below, where was even a shred of their high-and-mighty divinity left in their shock?!

"Ban... Bandit..."

Taishang Laojun trembled violently all over,

snatching off a large handful of his white beard, completely unable to care about the pain.

"Living bandits!!!"

"Old Dao has lived for so long, and I've never seen such shameless people!"

"What the hell do you mean their birth dates match!"

"This bunch of brats are clearly going there to restock goods!!!"

Pangu slapped his own forehead with a palm,

his mouth twitching continuously.

"For so many years, I've seen countless shameless people, but..."

"I've never seen anyone so shameless!"

"Taking everything lock, stock, and barrel?!"

"Demanding carriers, demanding tanks, and not even letting go of their scientific researchers?!"

"Is this plucking feathers? This is clearly swallowing them skin and bones!"

Nuwa's exquisitely beautiful face was also dazed for a moment.

She rubbed her brows and smiled bitterly in helplessness.

"This first tribulation..."

"Has really been played out in every fancy way by them."

"It can also be considered venting a bad breath for our Huaxia...!"

Just as the three deities were complaining,

the smile on Pangu's face slowly faded.

He turned his head.

A flash of deep worry crossed his originally wild eyes.

He looked toward Nuwa beside him, who was exquisitely beautiful yet exuded a hint of weakness.

"Sister Nuwa..."

Pangu's voice was low, carrying thick anxiety.

"You should roughly understand their strength in this first tribulation?!"

"The second trial that is about to begin..."

Pangu took a deep breath.

"That is your home turf."

"With your currently incomplete divine soul..."

"Can you really still hold on?!"