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

Chapter 454: Purchase Zone 52 for Free

This news story has been broadcast repeatedly on major television stations.

Each TV station broadcasts the news at different times, every half hour. So, if you turn on the TV, you'll almost always see this news.

However, what they didn't know was that Old Mo didn't live in the United States at all, nor did he watch American television.

Therefore, he couldn't see the news at all.

At this moment, Old Mo had already arrived in District 52 under the cover of night.

He entered District 52 by relying on the location of the injured werewolf. So when he appeared, he was in the hospital in District 52.

This hospital is equipped with all of the world's most advanced medical equipment.

There weren't many patients in this hospital, but there was an absurd amount of medical equipment.

These are all valuable items, and Old Mo has already set his sights on them. However, to avoid alerting the enemy and causing panic, Old Mo left these things here for the time being and didn't touch them.

It's late at night, and all is quiet. Perhaps the people here don't have the habit of working late into the night; everyone is asleep at this hour.

Outside, there were soldiers patrolling everywhere. They were like Japanese soldiers, patrolling in groups of three or five in various areas.

It must be said that the old American soldiers here are very dedicated.

However, this was no challenge for Old Mo at all.

Old Mo extended his consciousness, and it was indeed a hospital. But it wasn't his target.

"Hey, Old Mi, your grandpa's here."

Old Mo chuckled and instantly appeared outside the hospital. Old Mo possessed divine sense, making it difficult for the patrolling soldiers to even encounter him.

Old Mo extended his consciousness, and everything within a radius of 600 meters came into view.

Old Mo scanned the area, but found nothing he needed. He immediately slipped away and disappeared into the six-hundred-meter-deep space.

Upon seeing this, Old Mo chuckled.

This is most likely a research and development center for a new type of aircraft, and people outside have all come to the square to take pictures of these dozens of the latest aircraft.

There are fighter jets, fighter transport planes, and passenger planes.

In the large warehouse next door, there were all sorts of materials. Most of these materials were very rare metals used to make airplanes.

Old Mo chuckled and, not wanting to alert the enemy, didn't rush to make a move.

In a flash, he arrived in another district.

It was obvious that this was a rocket research and development site. The various facilities and all sorts of rockets made Old Mo's eyes light up.

Their warehouse was also piled high with materials.

Very good, these are good stuff too. However, Old Mo still didn't make a move.

He darted to the next area. Yes, he wanted to explore the entire area and understand everything before he made a move.

Soon, Old Mo found his target area.

Yes, this is where peace weapons are made. There are all sorts of missiles, and all sorts of peace warheads.

Besides these things, there are all sorts of materials.

Old Mo chuckled.

"I've finally found you, so I won't stand on ceremony."

Old Mo finally made his move.

A thought flashed through his mind. All the peaceful weapons, equipment, and materials here entered Old Mo's space.

With a swift movement, Lao Mo shifted six hundred meters inward. Then, all sorts of equipment, materials, and peaceful weapons entered Lao Mo's space.

After only moving two or three times, Old Mo had completely looted the area, including information about their peaceful weapons manufacturing.

Soon, the sound of whistles rang out, and the entire area descended into chaos.

Old Mo smiled slightly and flashed to the next area.

Rockets, right? I'll take them, I'll take them, I'll take them all.

The latest model of aircraft, right? I'll take it, I'll take it, I'll take it, I'll take it.

Whether it was materials, finished products, or their data, Lao Mo put them all into his space.

The entire District 52 descended into chaos. But it was all for naught.

No matter how anxious they were or how hard they searched, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of Lao Mo.

It took Old Mo a full half hour to finally loot the entire 52nd district.

Old Mo knew that the most valuable thing was not the peaceful weapons they had created, but the data they had used to manufacture them.

So this time, Lao Mo really went all out. Apart from the unimportant grains, he took everything else away, not even a single piece of paper.

The entire 52nd district was brightly lit, with whistles and alarms blaring.

The cyborgs also jumped out and searched for Old Mo at their fastest speed.

Unfortunately, they still couldn't even get a chance to see Old Mo.

Old Mo chuckled, left a location on the outskirts of District 52, and then entered the space directly.

Only an empty District 52 remains.

Governor-General Mi was sleeping soundly at night when suddenly there was a rude banging on the door.

"Governor, Governor, something terrible has happened! Get up quickly, get up quickly!"

Good grief, the assistant was banging on his door loudly. He was completely disregarding everything else.

Governor-General Mi was startled awake and jumped up.

I got dressed and opened the door.

"Salik, what are you doing? What's wrong with the sky falling down in the middle of the night?"

The assistant cried.

"Governor, the sky has truly fallen! I just received a call that District 52 has been completely looted by that bastard Old Morn. They left us nothing but people and food, not even a single piece of paper!"

"What?"

Governor-General Smith was completely dumbfounded. He grabbed his assistant by the collar and demanded fiercely, "What did you say? Say it again!"

The assistant repeated helplessly, "I just got a call. That bastard Old Mo has completely looted District 52. They left us nothing but people and food, not even a single piece of paper! Governor, we're finished, completely finished!"

Gaa...

Governor-General Mi cried out, his eyes rolled back, and he was about to fall backward.

"Governor, Governor..."

The assistant quickly helped him up.

"Quickly, quickly, someone come here! The Governor has fainted! Someone come here!"

A large group of people rushed over and immediately carried the governor to the hospital for emergency treatment.

At the same time, the heads of various departments received the news, and they were all completely stunned!

District 52, the stuff inside was more important than half an old American! It was all stolen, not a single piece of paper was left.

Good heavens, anyone with a modicum of sense would be stunned to hear this news.

Bellek received the news quickly, but instead of fainting, he laughed.

This was his and Old Murdoch's plan. Governor America, you're just sitting around doing nothing, aren't you? Well, we'll give you a real beating then. This time, let's see if you can hold out.

As a native of America, Bellek didn't want things to turn out this way, but unfortunately, he couldn't defy Murdoch.