MMB Chapter 124 No, isn't our family background a bit too complicated?
Chapter 124 No, isn't our family background a bit too complicated?
"I am... the US intelligence agency."
With the president's approval, the intelligence chief immediately made a secret phone call.
"We are going to invoke the 'Covenant' clause."
There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a full three seconds, a hoarse yet metallic voice came through: "Reason."
"America is in crisis."
The intelligence chief glanced at the Raptor pickup truck speeding down the highway on the big screen, gritted his teeth, and said...
"We need the intervention of the Knights Templar. The target is... three monsters whose levels cannot be assessed."
"Three?" The voice on the other end held a hint of amusement. "Even your prized technological weapons have failed?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The American president next to him couldn't help but grab the microphone and hysterically roared,
"I am the current president of the United States. Whatever price we have to pay, you can drive your guns, as long as you can stop them!"
A soft chuckle came from the other end of the phone.
"Since Your Excellency the President has said so... as you wish, please send us the information."
"The glory of the Lord will protect all the fallen land."
beep - beep -
The phone hangs up.
The American president slumped in his chair, as if his spine had been removed.
This is tantamount to opening our own country's doors and letting those European charlatans come in and take over our defense.
This is a disgrace.
But compared to the fall of a nation, this humiliation is nothing.
The intelligence chief immediately sent the information he had gathered to the other party.
……
Some mountains in Europe.
A majestic Gothic cathedral stands high in the clouds, surrounded by mist, with the occasional echo of bells.
Inside the round table conference room.
Twelve elderly men dressed in red robes sat together.
On the holographic projection in the center of the table, the footage was of Lin Jianguo tearing a meteorite apart in Los Angeles and later having his ear pulled by Li Xiulan on the highway.
The atmosphere was a bit strange.
"Who is that woman? She looks familiar."
A man in a red robe pointed at Li Xiulan on the screen.
The elderly man sitting on the other side fiddled with the computer in front of him, then shook his head and said:
"There is no information about her in the database. But to make that 'tyrant' so obedient, her mind control ability has probably reached a forbidden level."
That's not the point.
The elderly man at the head of the table tapped the table, his voice low and deep, "The key point is that man."
"Lin Jianguo. I never expected that this Easterner would make a comeback after so many years."
"Yes, no wonder the US asked us for help; it is indeed a problem."
Mentioning this name caused a slight tremor in everyone present.
"Twenty years."
The first elderly man spoke slowly.
"If we hadn't cut off his leg back then, the world order would probably be very different now."
"Now he's back," another man in red sneered. "The intelligence the US gave him is that he wants to find that part of his body from back then and return to his peak."
"We can't let him succeed."
"But now he has two more helpers by his side."
Some people expressed concern,
"Although that immortal kid is only average in strength, his strange calamity ability is very troublesome. Fortunately, this mission is in another country."
As for that woman… her abilities are unknown, which is troublesome.
"So what? Just watch him get his severed limbs back, become whole again, and then march on Europe?"
A hot-tempered bishop suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing coldly beneath his mask.
"Don't forget who orchestrated that encirclement and suppression back then!"
Who took his leg to make a relic?!
Once he regains his strength, I think the first thing he'll do is wipe us out!
The meeting room fell into dead silence.
Yes.
Hatred is like aged wine; the longer it's stored, the stronger it becomes.
Now, Lin Jianguo's attitude is very clear: he intends to take back the part that was missing back then.
Let's vote.
The first elderly man said calmly.
"Those who agree to initiate the 'Divine Punishment' plan and go to America to intercept them, raise your hands."
Splash!
All twelve hands were raised in unison.
Not a single person hesitated.
"very good."
The old man stood up and looked out the window toward the distant west.
"Notify the Knights Templar to bring that 'holy artifact'."
"Since we were able to cripple him once twenty years ago, then twenty years later, we'll send him to hell for good."
……
America, on the desolate highway leading to Raccoon City.
The wind howled.
The Ford Raptor was like a steel beast, lurching wildly along the dilapidated highway.
inside the car.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Lin Fan gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed straight ahead, not daring to even glance out of the corner of his eye.
In the passenger seat, Li Xiulan was resting with her eyes closed.
Inside the back chamber, Lin Jianguo curled himself up into a ball.
"Um...Mom?"
Lin Fan held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but speak cautiously.
"Speak." Li Xiulan slowly opened her eyes.
"Who...who exactly are you?"
Lin Fan finally asked the question that had been nagging at him and was about to explode.
He didn't have time to ask before, but now, after driving all this way, the CPU in his brain is almost burned out.
He's accepted that his father is a shapeshifting monster.
He accepted that he was an indestructible jinx.
But what about Mom?
A housewife also traveled thousands of miles to the United States.
Is this scientifically sound?
Is this reasonable?
In this family, is Lin Fan the only one who's just there to make up the numbers?
"I?"
Li Xiulan turned to look at Lin Fan, her face revealing her signature gentle smile.
"It's your mother."
Lin Fan: "..."
"No, I mean..."
Lin Fan swallowed.
"Don't you have any... special status?"
For example, a saintess from a reclusive sect? Or an alien princess?
At the very least, he's an S-rank Awakened, right?
"Read less of those mindless novels, especially those like 'Awakening Calamity, Sent to Cherry Blossoms by Parents'."
Li Xiulan rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm just an ordinary retired woman. I usually do square dancing and cook."
What kind of ordinary woman is she?!
What ordinary woman can just appear in the US and suddenly appear there?
And the woman in red in that black SUV from earlier...
Even if his strength is lacking, it is clear that he is a very strong Awakened One.
Yet this strong man acts like a lapdog in front of his own mother.
To say his mother is normal?
Dogs don't believe it!
Yes, you can't trust your dog at home either.
"What about Old Lin?"
Lin Fan, unwilling to give up, glanced at the man battling the sandstorm behind him through the rearview mirror.
"Does Old Lin know how...amazing you are?"
Hearing this, Li Xiulan's smile widened.
She adjusted her posture slightly to make herself more comfortable, and then said calmly:
"Whether he knows how capable I am or not is not important."
"The important thing is that he knows he won't get dinner tonight if I'm unhappy."
"and……"
Li Xiulan paused, her gaze passing through the windshield to the distant, hazy horizon, a deep look flashing in her eyes that Lin Fan had never seen before.
"In this house, as long as I don't give my approval, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would have to behave himself before me."
hiss--
Lin Fan gasped.
That's what I meant...
That's so damn awesome!
Look at this, this is what a family empire looks like!
Lin Fan suddenly felt that it was a miracle that he had survived the past twenty years unscathed.
This family, except for him, are all movie stars!