Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yujiro Hanma slowly turned his head.
He glanced back at Trump.
What kind of eyes were those? There was not the slightest trace of human mercy or awe in them.
Under that gaze, Trump felt like a fat rabbit that had wandered into a Tyrannosaurus rex's territory.
All the blood in his body rushed to his heart in an instant, leaving his limbs ice-cold.
Yujiro Hanma turned around and walked toward Trump step by step.
An invisible pressure, as tangible as gravity, made Trump's knees go weak.
Yujiro stopped in front of Donald.
His massive frame looked down from above at the newly appointed Commander-in-Chief.
"Three minutes to settle everything."
Those simple words seemed to contain boundless murderous ferocity.
Trump found it difficult even to breathe.
The countless speeches he had rehearsed in his head would not yield a single syllable now.
His legs trembled uncontrollably. A warm liquid ran down his pant legs, spreading into a conspicuous puddle on the floor.
The Commander-in-Chief who had just sworn in his heart to make the country great again gave in.
Before this monster, the dignity of the United States and the pride of a superpower had all become a joke! All he wanted now was to stay alive.
Trembling, he reached into his clothes, intending to pull out that Bible.
He needed to take the oath and end this terrible nightmare as quickly as possible.
Just as he touched the Bible.
Boom!
A deafening blast tore through the frozen air.
The entire bulletproof glass wall exploded inward, shards scattering like buckshot.
A gale poured into the room.
Trump was knocked to the ground by the shockwave, clutching his head with both hands.
Yujiro stood rooted to the spot, letting the glass shards strike his