America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

A few minutes ago.

Everyone at Clover Ranch was still partying hard in the villa, enthusiastically participating in group activities to heed the team's call, completely unaware of the spectacle they were about to face.

After auctioning off all the slaves, Jehovah Priyan finally had some spare time. Although he wanted to chat with his regular clients, men on top of men, the client was currently getting to know his newly purchased female slave more intimately, so Priyan found it inappropriate to intrude.

Coming to the backstage, he planned to take a large dose of pure hallucinogens to relieve his fatigue, when he suddenly saw a few security personnel slacking off.

There was also one person kneeling in front of another.

"Where did that old guy Harry go?"

"He went out with a call girl; it looks like it's been twenty minutes already." The security personnel answered.

"Harry could last twenty minutes? Impossible!" Priyan's first reaction after hearing this was disbelief.

Don't ask why. As a responsible boss who cares for his employees, he has conducted both time and physical tests on each employee and has a good idea of everyone's capabilities. Otherwise, he could not have brought them here to enjoy the perks.

That old Harry, even on drugs, couldn't even squeeze through the door, a total limp dud.

"He must have run into some trouble. Go, find him for me, alive or dead! What's the name of that woman?" Priyan asked calmly.

"Mata." The security personnel took out a list and a photo, glanced at it, and hurriedly replied.

"Mata is that girl with the nice body and pretty face, right? I remember she seems to be from the second batch of selections, right?"

Priyan's expression turned grim, his mood sank.

Since he was already castrated, he had little interest in women, but maybe because like repels like, he could easily remember the general features of those girls, even if he had only seen them once.

He immediately took out a remote control, turned it to maximum power, but there was no response. He was so angry that he threw it to the ground!

"She must not be a regular call girl, could she be an FBI investigator? Damn it! Find her for me! I want to interrogate her harshly!!" Priyan said with a sharp voice.

"Yes!!" The security personnel also realized the seriousness of the situation.

He hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets to grab his pants, pulled them on, buckled his belt, and, gun in hand, left the building.

Soon after, in the corners behind the cattle shed, they found a research scientist unconscious. The security personnel quickly woke him up; the man was still a bit dazed.

"Fxxk! What happened? Harry, where's that woman?"

"Woman? What woman?" Faced with the questioning, a puzzled look overcame old Harry, as if he had been struck dumbfounded.

Before Priyan could ask in detail, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound. It was getting closer and closer, as if approaching rapidly.

"What's that noise!?"

Priyan's face changed dramatically, he looked up into the pitch-black night sky with uncertainty. He only saw red and green signal lights flashing, a dark monster closing in fast.

"Boss! It's a Black Hawk Helicopter!!"

"Get down!!"

The security personnel turned pale with fright. Witnessing the Black Hawk Helicopter dive down like an eagle preying on a chick, they quickly tackled Priyan to the ground.

A gust of wind passed through, and the Black Hawk flew over their heads at low altitude, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A few people looked up, and the next second they saw the Black Hawk Helicopter hang in the air, turn around, and fly over their heads again. The security personnel also saw the cabin doors pushed open; several fully armed men with rocket launchers aimed at the private plane and vehicles on the ground, and pulled the triggers without hesitation.

Whoosh... Boom!!!

The next second, flames surged, the private plane and vehicles exploded on the spot. Debris flew everywhere.

Priyan was shocked, and he screamed hysterically, "What the hell is happening, who is it! Did I provoke some terrorists!?"

Searchlights suddenly shone down from the Black Hawk Helicopter, illuminating several people on the dimly lit grass, the blinding light preventing them from opening their eyes.

"Cough cough..." Accompanied by coughing, a grating sound from the loudspeaker started, and Priyan felt the voice was somewhat familiar.

The next second, an enraged roar ripped through the night sky: "Fxxk you!! Priyan!! Your old friend is saying hi! You son of a bitch!!"

Priyan was struck as if by lightning, taking a heavy blow, and was completely overwhelmed.

"WTF! Madison!?"

Priyan's face was one of disbelief, "How did this guy find this place!? Has someone leaked information? Betrayed the organization? Impossible!!"

"Counterattack!! Counterattack!!" Priyan was in a state of panic, yelling at the top of his lungs.

Just as the nearby security personnel was about to instinctively raise their weapons, Beggar Gang Disciples on the Black Hawk Helicopter suddenly pulled out a couple of machine guns and swept across the land next to them and the cattle shed.

Spouts of fire! Wherever the bullets passed, the earth splattered, and dust shot up two meters high.

The cattle shed collapsed.

These were machine guns that could send out several hundred rounds of 7.62 caliber bullets in a minute, along with Gatling mini-gun machine guns.

Hitting a person's body, wouldn't it turn one black and blue, here a piece there a piece?

Except for blood mist and scraps, everything else was gone, the person directly shattered!!

The security personnel's scalp went numb, and they instantly lay prone on the ground, raising their hands high, and shouted loudly: "We surrender! We surrender!!"