Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 446: Superpower Number 1

It's already heartbreaking to be given a position as Minister of Biochemistry.

However, Bellek firmly stated, "One won't work, and the other is completely ineffective."

The Minister of Biochemistry was furious.

"Fuck, Bellek, you devil. Let me tell you, there are only three advanced cyborgs in total. I'm giving you one, which is already being very lenient. Don't push your luck."

Bellek was angry too.

"Your Excellency Minister, is this the time for you to hide anything? The entire city has been bought out for free by that bastard. If you keep hiding anything, you will become a sinner against us Americans."

This one sentence left the Minister of Biochemistry speechless.

"well……"

The Minister of Biochemistry sighed and said, "Mr. Bellek, I have an advanced cyborg who has evolved a special ability: target locking. With him, that old man Morton won't be able to escape."

As long as he can't escape, that old man Mo is no match for our four cyborgs. So, numbers don't always solve the problem. It all depends on how you use them.

Upon hearing this, Bellek's eyes lit up immediately.

"Your Excellency, are you sure?"

The Minister of Biochemistry stated firmly, "I'm certain. But if you don't use it properly and let it escape, then I have nothing more to say."

Bellek breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. Very good. If it's like you said, one is fine!"

The Minister of Biochemistry said, "You just wait! I'll send a special plane over right now. His name is Superpower One. I hope you can cooperate successfully."

"Okay, thank you, esteemed Minister."

"Bellec said happily."

Bellek was overjoyed after hanging up the phone. He finally had a way to catch that old man, Murdoch.

However, just as he hung up the phone, it rang again. He quickly answered it.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Belek, you bastard! What kind of work are you doing? Do you know that just now, that old man Mo came over and stole my Black Palace? He took all the treasures from the Black Palace."

You bastard, they've emptied the whole city! What are you doing? Tell me, what are you doing?

The voice coming from the phone was none other than that of Governor-General Mi.

Yes, Old Mo went around to the Black Palace and stole all the valuables inside.

The valuable calligraphy and paintings, the antiques on display, and even the president's personal savings were all bought out for free.

Old Mo originally knew there wasn't much valuable stuff here and didn't plan to do anything here.

However, these foreigners were disgusting and kept harassing him, so Old Mo had no choice but to reluctantly buy everything from the Black Palace for free.

The Black Palace was in complete chaos, with everyone searching for Old Mo.

Then, Lao Mo had already retreated into his spatial dimension and was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Governor-General Mi was very angry, extremely angry.

Upon hearing this, Bellek felt a chill run down his spine and quickly said, "Your Excellency, please calm down. I have already found a way to get rid of Old Mo. Give me a little time, just a little more time, and I will definitely capture him. Once I catch him, everything will be back."

Governor-General Smith roared angrily, "What if we can't catch him? He's practically emptied the whole city. How am I supposed to explain this to the people if we can't catch him? Can't you see those people? They're protesting every day!"

Bellek said helplessly, "Governor, he's an esper after all; capturing him won't be easy. If it really doesn't work, you should find someone else!"

Upon hearing this, Governor-General Mi was so angry that his nose almost twisted.

Even if he were stupid, he would understand the principle that changing generals on the spot is a major taboo in military strategy.

"Alright, I'll hold out for three days. If you can't catch him in three days, then you'll have to come out and explain yourself to the public!"

Bellek was speechless, but there was nothing he could do. He was already on the ship, and there was no way to get off.

"Alright. Governor, rest assured, I will catch that bastard within three days."

"Bellek said through gritted teeth."

Inside the space, Lao Mo looked at the warehouse full of items and smiled happily.

To be honest, he had already decided to give up and quit the US. Anyway, he had enough money to live on.

Unexpectedly! These damned foreigners actually provoked him, so don't blame Old Mo.

As for Caesar, Old Mercer didn't blame him. In that situation, he absolutely had no choice.

The fact that he can tell you to be careful on the road when he calls proves that this is a friend you can make.

Right now, in all of Washington, apart from food and some useless things, almost everything of value is in Old Murder's warehouses.

Heavy factories and light factories alike. Old Mo seizes every useful resource he sees.

Why not focus on grain production?

To be honest, these people weren't Japanese soldiers; they were ordinary people from the lower classes. Old Mo felt a pang of pity for them.

Old Mo only wants to acquire resources; he doesn't want people to starve.

Old Mo was holding a map and looking at it.

He found it strange that, apart from the publicly visible military camps, he hadn't seen any arsenals or similar facilities. This was quite illogical.

So, Lao Mo found a map and kept searching there.

At that moment, Princess Anne came over and handed Old Murdoch a slice of watermelon.

"Honey, don't rush, eat a slice of watermelon and think about it slowly."

Princess Anne then distributed the watermelon from the bowl to everyone.

Good heavens, a princess of high status, is actually serving tea and water to her sisters here.

At first, Hu Huizhong and the others were not very willing to accept Princess Anne. After all, she was a witch.

But there was nothing they could do; in Hong Kong, they dared not offend Princess Anne.

After spending these days together, they finally accepted this noble princess from the bottom of their hearts.

"Honey, what are you looking for?"

Princess Anne sat down and asked with concern.

Old Mo frowned and said, "Why don't I see any arsenals or similar facilities in all of Washington? There should be at least one or two here!"

Princess Anne laughed when she heard that.

"Honey, you won't find these places on the map. Only locals or insiders would know about them. Anyway, that's how it is where we are now."

Upon hearing this, Lao Mo suddenly understood.

No wonder, no wonder it's not on the map. Turns out, they simply don't mark it on the map.

Some factories are so obscure that ordinary people don't even know what they do.

"I see, Anne. As a princess of Great Britain, you should know their addresses, right?"

Princess Anne shook her head and said, "How could that be? I haven't looked into this information, so it's impossible for me to know. Even if I did know, I wouldn't remember it."

Old Mo thought about it and agreed: "Then what should we do? Just let it go?"

Princess Anne said, "Simple, just grab someone and ask them."