The Strongest Place in America

Chapter 564 The Most Fortified Place in America (2-in-1, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chief of Staff Allen opened his mouth, seemingly considering how to answer.

"Let me guess," Li Wei smiled and continued, "Is the safe location you're talking about some kind of secret laboratory?"

The chief of staff and the defense minister exchanged a glance and simultaneously forced a smile.

"Because your identity is indeed quite special, requiring a strict confidentiality system, so..." the chief of staff said, "this is also for the sake of more comprehensive cooperation between our two sides in the future."

Li Wei looked at the two of them and suddenly burst into laughter.

"You guys still won't give up," he shook his head and sighed, then stood up with a smile. "It's alright, I agree, come on."

The chief of staff was taken aback, not expecting the matter to progress so smoothly.

Anya walked down the stairs without saying a word, stood next to Li Wei, gave him a worried look, and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"It's okay," Li Wei said with a smile, patting Anya's head. "Don't you trust me? I'll be back for dinner tonight."

Anya hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Mr. Li Wei, would you like to change your clothes?" The Minister of Defense glanced at Li Wei's pajamas and reminded him.

"It's alright," Li Wei waved his hand, "No need."

A few minutes later, Li Wei led the two men out of the gate of his manor.

The convoy outside had already started moving, with more than forty fully armed special forces soldiers standing on both sides. A middle-aged agent with an FBI badge hanging on his chest quickly stepped forward, holding a pair of handcuffs in his hand.

"Mr. Levi, given that you previously refused the FBI's subpoena," he said, "as per procedure, we need to take some physical control over you during the escort."

Clearly, this agent hadn't received enough intelligence and had no idea why he was looking for Levi.

The chief of staff's expression changed instantly: "Wait a moment, Li Wei has already taken the handcuffs over. With a gentle rub of his hands, the handcuffs, made of high-strength steel alloy, have been rubbed into an iron ball."

"Alright," Li Wei tossed the iron ball back to the stunned agent, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "Where are we going?"

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"The Pentagon," the Secretary of Defense said, "well, a location near the Pentagon."

"In Washington," Levi said, "how long does it take to get there?"

"It will take more than three hours," the Defense Minister said.

"That's too slow," Li Wei shook his head. "You guys move closer to me."

He looked at the Secretary of Defense and the Chief of Staff, who were about three or four meters away from him, and waved to them.

The Minister of Defense suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly waved his hand: "No, no need." "Why so much nonsense?" Li Wei took a small step and covered the distance of 3 meters, grabbing the two of them by the collar. "Let's go." He instantly took off from the ground, and his eyes couldn't even keep up with his speed. In less than a second, he carried the two of them into the sky.

It wasn't until their figures became tiny black dots, and the Minister of Defense's scream pierced the sky, that the forty-odd special forces soldiers finally reacted after being dragged for a long time.

They instinctively pulled out their guns and pointed them at the sky.

However, Li Wei's figure had already disappeared from the sky.

The winter wind lashed at their faces like knives, and the lights of New York, New Jersey, and Philadelphia flashed past their feet.

The chief of staff's tie was so tight that he could hardly breathe, his eyes were squinting, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Li Wei glanced at them leisurely. Without the [Protective Beacon] and not considered a friendly unit, the Minister of Defense and Chief of Staff, who couldn't benefit from the Knight's Aura, could only have Li Wei use the newly learned Mind Hand to break the wind.

Otherwise, at such a tremendous speed, their mortal bodies would probably have been literally blown apart long ago. But despite this, Li Wei still managed to let in a little bit of air, keeping the two of them at a point where they were just enough to be tormented, but without too many irreversible consequences.

Just over a minute later, the lights of Washington came into view.

The enormous pentagonal building was lit up in the night, and Li Wei began to descend slowly.

"No, not here!" the defense minister shouted.

Li Wei was taken aback: "Weren't you talking about the Pentagon?"

"Yes, it's near the Pentagon," the Secretary of Defense said, his eyes darting around, "but not inside."

"Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee," the chief of staff gasped, his eyes glazed over, "I... I have reason to believe that you are deliberately tormenting us."

"I didn't," Li Wei said.

"You did this on purpose," the chief of staff said with a wry smile. "At that speed, you were perfectly capable of blocking all the wind, but you let some through."

"You're mistaken," Li Wei said without changing his expression. "Alright, if it's not the Pentagon, then where is it?"

The three landed slowly in an open space.

"The exact location needs to be kept confidential, Mr. Li Wei," the chief of staff said, straightening his hair after landing. "We have a car waiting downstairs. I'm afraid you'll have to take it with you for the rest of the journey."

Li Wei said thoughtfully, "We'll go there by car, inside an air-raid shelter?"

The two of them froze, but neither of them spoke.

The defense minister loosened his tie, took out his phone, and made a call.

Perhaps because they were returning to Washington much faster than planned, it took the three black Chevrolet Suburbans more than ten minutes to stop in front of the two of them.

The car door opened, and a staff member came up with a black hood. He was clearly stunned to see Li Wei wearing pajamas in the dead of winter.

He cautiously approached the Minister of Defense and the Chief of Staff, and whispered, "Sirs, no matter what, Li Wei is a celebrity now. It's not right for us to just arrest him like this, without even giving him a piece of clothing, to mistreat him like this, is it?"

"We abused him???"

The defense minister jumped up, shouting incredulously, "We abused him? Say it again, we abused him? Do you even know what he just did to us???"

The staff member immediately lowered his head and apologized, while Li Wei laughed heartily.

The chief of staff glanced at the black hood in the staff member's hand and waved his hand: "Never mind, put it away."

"but..

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He doesn't need it.

Li Wei smiled, casually opened a car door, and got in.

Meanwhile, not far from the Pentagon, in the Department of Justice building, the Attorney General sat in his office with a photograph that had just been sent to him in front of him.

The photo shows an iron ball about the size of a fist. Judging from the patterns on it, it can be vaguely seen that it was originally a pair of handcuffs.

The Attorney General watched from the window as several Saabbans drove away one after another, and snorted.

"What's there to talk about?" He watched the car disappear into the distance before turning back to his desk. "He's like a human-shaped self-propelled missile!! Completely uncontrollable!"

The FBI director stood opposite him, also with a smile.

"Mr. Minister," he asked, "what are your instructions?"

The Attorney General seemed to be sitting on a hot iron rather than a chair, as he stood up again as soon as he sat down and paced back and forth in his office.

Behind him were huge bald eagles and the American flag. The sound of his leather shoes on the floor made the director of the FBI nervous.

Unlike the Secretary of Justice, the Secretary of Defense, and the President himself, this Attorney General is a hardline hawk.

The Attorney General paced around his office for a while before finally making up his mind: "Have you seen Superman?"

"I've seen...I've seen it."

What are Superman's ties to Earth?

"Because of his adoptive father?"

"Wrong," the Attorney General said, "because of Louise."

"If you can control Lois, you can control Superman." He turned around, walked back to his desk, and sat down gracefully. "Have the FBI's hostage rescue team set out and wait outside Levi and his uncle's house."

The bureau chief suddenly said, "Minister, kidnapping his family like this will enrage him."

"This is called protective control," the Attorney General said. "They don't have to do anything, they just wait outside and see what Levi will say and do this time."

"If he sits quietly at the negotiating table and agrees to cooperate with America, then nothing needs to be done," he said. "If he shows any signs of becoming uncontrollable, then bring over his Louise."

Half an hour later, several helicopters took off from Virginia and flew silently northward.

The helicopter flew over several Saabban vehicles on the ground. In the middle car, Levi was idly sending text messages on his phone.

As the Minister of Defense watched Li Wei's hands rapidly tapping on the screen, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

I wonder how powerful Li Wei truly is?

Perhaps he is actually a superhuman like the X-Men, he just flies fast and can control objects with his mind, but in reality he is just an ordinary person with normal physical abilities.

He watched Li Wei typing on the keyboard and suddenly wondered what a superhuman like Li Wei would talk about or read.

"Mr. Levi," he began, "what are you talking about?"

"Chatting with my girlfriends," Li Wei said without looking up.

“Girls,” the Defense Minister paused for a moment, “Mr. Levi is indeed dashing.”

"Carefree my foot," Li Wei said, closing his phone and stretching. "Minister, do you know how difficult it is to treat everyone equally?"

“Especially for me,” he pointed to himself, “if one person has their eye on a 110-meter-long yacht built in Lürsen, Germany, they can’t ignore the other two.”

“There’s another old estate I’m talking about in Palm Beach, with a whole stretch of private beach,” he said with a sigh. “Unfortunately, the seller probably guessed who I am and hasn’t been willing to lower the price. Arthur, oh, Arthur is my lawyer, and he’s been negotiating this for me.”

"There's another one who's easy to take care of, everything is for the company's development," Li Wei said. "She just wants an office building of her own in LW. The one we have now is in Manhattan, it's over 40 stories high, and it's asking for $4 million. We're still negotiating."

The Secretary of Defense also has a considerable amount of money in his own slush fund. It's impossible for someone in his position to be poor, but he can't amass too much wealth to attract attention. However, a net worth of tens of millions of US dollars is easily within his grasp.

Even so, he was stunned by Li Wei's daily life. Is this the life of a young billionaire with hundreds of billions of dollars?

That's so high-class.

"I think it's great," the Defense Minister said dryly, then shut up.

The car crossed the state border and entered southern Pennsylvania.

The woods along the roadside grew denser, and checkpoints became more and more numerous, with layers upon layers of barbed wire, guard posts, and heavily armed soldiers.

Li Wei took out a map and looked at it: "Where is this?"

"This is Raymond Leigh, Mr. Leigh," the White House Chief of Staff said. "It's a backup command center built during the Cold War for nuclear war, also known as the underground Pentagon. It can withstand a direct nuclear strike."

"You're so careful," Li Wei smiled, "You've really worked hard to get so many procedures running smoothly in such a short time."

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"Everything for the peace of mankind," the Defense Minister said curtly.

The car drove into the mountainside, where the interior had been hollowed out. Li Wei discovered that there were buildings inside, and each door he passed through was nearly half a meter thick.

After getting out of the car, the Minister of Defense said, "We have other matters to attend to. For the rest of the journey, please follow the guards; they will take you there."

Li Wei smiled and shrugged.

"Sure," he said. "Make the necessary preparations. I can give you some time."

The Minister of Defense grew increasingly suspicious. Li Wei seemed far too confident. Was he really that self-assured? Or was his superpower just an act of bluffing?

Li Wei followed the guards forward, letting them lead him into a small elevator that looked like it had been built for decades.

The elevator descended for a long time before finally stopping in the rock strata hundreds of meters underground.

He was led into a small room with only a table and a chair. On the opposite wall was a large screen and a camera that Li Wei had been watching the whole way.

The door behind me closed.

Li Wei clicked his tongue and glanced around. "Didn't you say you were going to chat for a while? Where are you?"

"Mr. Li Wei," a voice came from the speaker, "for security reasons, this communication will be conducted remotely."

Li Wei chuckled, his heart beginning to fill with dissatisfaction.

He also understands the US government's approach; if he were an ordinary person, he might have done the same.

Unfortunately, he wasn't on the side of ordinary people, so he was a little annoyed.

He pulled out a chair and sat down.

On the other side of the screen, besides the Minister of Defense and Chief of Staff who were on-site, there were many people online.

At least 50 people, including profilers, psychologists, the Minister of Justice, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and the President, were observing Li Wei online.

Everyone was staring at the young man in his pajamas on the surveillance footage.

"Where are we now?"

After a while, the president suddenly spoke.

"We are at Raven Rock, Your Excellency," the chief of staff immediately replied. "You are now in the White House, in your room."

"Oh," the president said, seemingly understanding, "what are we doing now?"

"This is Levi, Your Excellency," the chief of staff said. "He's the superhuman we mentioned to you."

"Yes, I remember now," the president said, as if suddenly realizing something, "Is it safe here?"

"This place has hundreds of meters of rock formations and three layers of blast doors, designed to withstand a nuclear strike," Commander Ravenyan said confidently. "As long as he is still a living being, he cannot threaten you. This is the most fortified place in America."