The President at Twenty Percent Power

"Do you have no recollection at all of the person who stole your heart, Mr. President?" After thinking for a moment, Aoko Aozaki asked U-Olga Marie.

"If I remembered, would I have waited until now?!" U-Olga Marie said angrily. "When I was ambushed and fell underground, I was basically in the rare state of a complete shutdown. That was one of my self-protection mechanisms—but I never expected someone to take advantage of that moment to come over and steal... After practicing hundreds of times, the sparks condensed into bean-sized fireballs, but they could only last one or two seconds.

The young man was equally lean, apparently around 1.8 meters tall, built like a skinny bamboo pole. Cold killing intent flickered in his deep-set eyes.

"Gouzi, could it be that we can't saw this black box open no matter what because there's a ghost-head talisman carved on it?" Sanpangzi stared straight at me with a suddenly enlightened expression and asked in alarm.

But she was strong-willed and refused to beg for mercy, while the man, having acquired a taste for it, was unwilling to let her go.

Looking at the caller ID on his phone screen, Yun Xuan could not help but smile bitterly. His guess had indeed been correct—the caller was Yin Yue.

With a light tap of her toes against the bathtub, Tantai Wan'er leaped gracefully out. After a few turns, her fair, delicate body was once again wrapped in a plain white dress.

"According to preliminary estimates, all three hundred elites in the command center have died. In addition, roughly a thousand civilians in Bear City were burned alive. The losses are incalculable." After something this serious happened, the assistants had naturally clarified the basic situation at once.

Chu Li's eyes lit up. Just as he was about