Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Chapter 103: Thomas, the captain of the M country Superpower Special Agent Team, was shrouded in mystery. No one knew what he looked like, whether tall or short, fat or thin, old or young; his appearance was a complete secret.

The entire team of the M country Superpower Special Agent Team only knew they had a captain named Thomas, but no one had ever met him in person. Even Eshi Shabi, the vice-captain, had never seen Thomas. As a result, Eshi Shabi had always wanted to become the captain, but that was a dream that would never come true with Ye Tianchen around.

This time, Hei Bama finally decided to send Thomas into action. In the whole of M country, if not ranked as the top expert, Thomas was at least one of the top three—a formidable force. However, his personality was somewhat odd; he enjoyed being alone, disliked crowds and noisy places. Once, when President Hei Bama had sent someone to look for Thomas, all they brought back was a message from Thomas: only contact him when it was absolutely necessary; he did not want to be the captain of the M country Superpower Special Agent Team!

Would an ordinary person dare to speak to the president of M country in such a manner? That would be suicide. Probably only Thomas could afford such temperament, disregarding President Hei Bama completely and showing no interest in the highly sought position of captain of the M country Superpower Special Agent Team. This showed that Thomas indeed had an odd personality.

In fact, his message to Hei Bama revealed a lot. First, he was not tied down by an official title and preferred a life of freedom; often, such people were the real experts—the stronger they were, the more they enjoyed unfettered action. Second, Thomas’s statement indicated that he had absolute confidence, not even fearing to offend the president of M country.

At that moment, Ye Tianchen was riding his motorcycle at high speed towards the White House. The armored vehicle behind him wasn’t slow either. One had to admire the weaponry of the M country fellows—it was indeed advanced. Such a huge vehicle could move so fast, and it was even equipped with missile launchers. If it weren’t for the fact they were in Washington D.C., wary of injuring innocent civilians and damaging buildings, they would have already fired at Ye Tianchen.

Ye Tianchen looked ahead; less than a thousand meters to go before he reached the entrance of the White House. The entire White House was surrounded by armed soldiers, all carrying shields, forming an impenetrable wall. If Ye Tianchen managed to break into the White House, it would become the biggest news in the world, causing a sensation for sure.

An Eastern man facing off against a formidable army as if entering an uninhabited land, breaking into the White House, meeting President Hei Bama, and even negotiating with him—was this not astonishing? Wouldn’t this mean that M country was incompetent, and its army even more so? If they couldn’t stop an Eastern man, how could M country, which boasts of dominating the world, ever stand tall again? It would be a disgrace.

Therefore, Beach ordered all elite troops from District 15 to return and defend. No matter what, they had to stop Ye Tianchen—he absolutely could not be allowed to break into the White House. M country couldn’t bear such humiliation.

Bang, bang, bang!

Bullets whistled towards him, but Ye Tianchen, riding on his motorcycle, showed no fear as he charged forward. He had already activated his Superpower Light Shield, invisible to others, so the bullets couldn’t harm him. They hit him, making metallic clanging sounds, and fell to the ground.

Swish, swish, swish!

Three sounds in quick succession—three rocket missiles were fired towards Ye Tianchen. A direct hit would be fatal, even for Ye Tianchen, now a King-level Superpower Realm expert.

Standing on the motorcycle, Ye Tianchen rose to face the incoming rocket missiles. Relying solely on the Superpower Light Shield to block them would pose certain difficulties—not that he couldn’t block them, but it would consume a vast amount of his Superpower. With the White House surrounded and heavily guarded, he couldn’t afford not to conserve his strength if he wanted to get in.

Boom, boom, boom!

Three more explosions and Ye Tianchen’s motorcycle was blasted into the air, shattered to pieces. The area where he stood was engulfed in thick smoke, and the ground bore three large craters. The soldiers who had fired the rockets wore triumphant smiles, convinced that all three had hit Ye Tianchen. Even such a formidable Eastern man would have been turned to ash by the explosion, they thought.

Beach, standing atop a high building of the White House and watching through binoculars, showed a cold smirk. They had finally taken down this Eastern man. Had he indeed broken into the White House, the consequences would be unimaginable, and M country would become the world’s laughingstock.

"He’s dead, this Eastern man has finally been killed by us!"

"Daring to break into the White House is practically a death wish."

"Just an Eastern man, nothing but the Eastern Asia sick man. Daring to challenge our M country, death is inevitable."

"This news must be broadcast to the world, showing how this arrogant Eastern man was killed by us."

"Let the whole world know that we are the strongest in M country, and they must all listen to us."

It was unclear whether these M country soldiers were always so arrogant or if Ye Tianchen’s disturbance in Washington had unnerved them, but now, upon seeing Ye Tianchen killed, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, which perhaps made them become so carelessly exuberant.

"I told you to use atomic bombs, but you didn’t listen, and now you see, the power of those rocket launchers isn’t big enough!"

Just as the group of American soldiers began to cheer, Ye Tianchen’s voice emerged from within the billowing smoke, shocking everyone into speechlessness, some even gasping in disbelief at the sight of the figure walking out of the smoke, thinking to themselves, Is this guy even human? A monster, perhaps? Surviving three rocket blasts? It’s astonishing.

Easterners have always been called the "Eastern Asia sick man" abroad. Although a century has passed and Huaxia has long since risen to become a world power, many in hostile countries still see the Huaxia people as the Eastern Asia sick man. Therefore, the display of strength by this Easterner, Ye Tianchen, deeply shocked these American soldiers, making them feel deep down that the Chinese had indeed risen and should not be underestimated.

Ye Tianchen walked out, dusting off his clothes. When the three rockets had attacked, he had indeed raised his Superpower Light Shield but didn’t dare to be careless, avoiding a direct hit by the first rocket blast by moving far away as soon as it detonated.

"Let me in, I just want to have a meal with President Hei Bama, I won’t do anything to him..." Ye Tianchen said with a smile to the soldiers blocking his way.

Boom!

The armored vehicle charged from behind and, in front of thousands of American soldiers, pressed towards Ye Tianchen. This behemoth, weighing several tons, was definitely not something humans could stop.

Little did they know, Ye Tianchen stood his ground, not moving an inch. He had long wanted to deal with that armored vehicle; damn it, it was making a ruckus behind him when he was speeding earlier, and now that it had stopped, he would deal with this big fellow first.

Crash!

The armored vehicle came to a halt, and an incredible scene unfolded: the several-ton vehicle bore down on Ye Tianchen, and he stopped it with one hand, still standing unmoved, his face wreathed in smiles.

If speaking of the current robustness of Ye Tianchen’s body, it would definitely be impossible to withstand the several-ton armored vehicle. Mainly because this body was still not sufficiently trained in physical strength; in the apocalypse, as a powerhouse of the King-level Superpower Realm, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he could shatter a mountain with his body alone.

Now, Ye Tianchen used King-level Superpower to stop the armored vehicle in its tracks. Despite its giant wheels grinding sparks on the ground, it couldn’t advance another inch.

Bang!

With a light effort from his right hand, Superpower charged with a hint of electricity coursed through the entire armored vehicle, causing it to instantly collapse, all of its six large wheels burst, rendering it undriveable.

"It seems that the stuff you Americans make isn’t that great, huh?" Ye Tianchen dusted off his hands and said with a smile.

"F-fire together, kill this guy..."

Some soldiers regained their composure, stuttering loudly, but they had no time to shoot. Ye Tianchen accelerated to his maximum speed and rushed forward, leaping more than ten meters high, a sight both exaggerated and terrifying, like flying, as he burst into the White House.

Beach, standing atop a high-rise building, was also startled by this sight. He had originally thought this young Eastern man was merely highly skilled, similar to a Huaxia War King, but now seeing Ye Tianchen’s abilities, he dismissed his thoughts. Clearly, Ye Tianchen had surpassed the range of ordinary strong soldiers and was possibly a person with Superpower; no wonder President Hei Bama ordered Thomas to take action at any cost.

Ye Tianchen burst into the White House, encountering no resistance along the way, which he found quite strange. When he arrived at the administrative building of the White House, a place with a grand fountain, he saw an old man holding a cane, smiling at him.

This old man looked to be about seventy years old, with white hair and beard, holding a cane in his right hand, and wore a gentle smile that showed no signs of Vicious Aura.

However, Ye Tianchen stopped ten meters away from the old man, also smiling as he looked back. He felt an absolutely trembling energy fluctuation from the old man. It was clear that in a place like the White House, with himself having stormed in so disruptively, it wouldn’t make sense for a normal old man to still be here—no fool would believe that.

"My name is Thomas, may I know how to address you, Eastern Demon?" the old man asked with a smile while looking at Ye Tianchen. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)