It is a pity that Jones and his friends have "milk" and it's my mother's way of doing it. Lin Tian is too lazy to bother with them. As long as they can do things well, everything else is just a trivial matter. As for Lin Tian's domineering aura, they will be subdued. It's just a fantasy. The update speed of romance content is faster than that of Rockets. Do you dare not believe it?

Tang Ya watched Jones and his group of people leave Lian En Xie coldly, with an indescribable look of contempt and said, "We should go and prepare."

Lin Tian nodded understandingly, took off his coat from the hanger, and walked out with Tang Ya.

The weather in March is warm and cold, and this season is also the day when cherry blossoms bloom the most and the most intense day of the US election.

Wilson, who is the most popular, will hold a personal election speech on the shore of the Tide Lake, the source of cherry blossoms in Washington, which will also warm up the ups and downs for the next election. Wilson is also working hard among the flowers.

Like a tide, tourists are rushing to the Capitol Villa, Lincoln Memorial Hall, and Diamond Exhibition Hall, which is a place where Washington has far more political significance than tourist attractions, and the best time to travel.

The campaign stage has been set up, and the later work has been gradually improved. Wilson is a Virgo and is extremely strict with the details, which also makes the staff who work for him more careful and serious in their work.

Not far from the campaign stage, a simple rest tent was built, which occupied about fifty square meters, and everything from makeup to rest area. Wilson sat in the rest area, smoking a Cuban cigar, with a slightly solemn expression.

"Don't be nervous, old guy, everything will be fine." Although Cai Hongfu was also sweating in his palms, seeing that Wilson's face was too serious, he lacked the usual professional smile to comfort him.[

The unique tobacco smell of Cuban cigars permeated the rest area. As the cigarette butts were clear and extinguished, Wilson used this to release the pressure in his heart, took a deep breath, and vomited it out, thanking him: "I'm not worried. After so many years, life and death have long been very indifferent."

Cai Hongfu didn't say much. Many times, life and death are not scary. What's scary is that when you understand the dangerous situation and wait for the process you face is the most tangled.

"Mr. Wilson, your inaugural speech is about to begin soon..." Office secretary Linda walked in from outside and reported to Wilson.

Wilson skipped a beat, his hands couldn't help trembling. The ashes on the Cuban cigar fell to the ground. Cai Hongfu took the initiative to pat his shoulder and said, "I'll accompany you!"

"You..." Wilson looked at him gratefully, but he didn't expect Cai Hongfu to expand his righteousness like this.

Cai Hongfu laughed and said, "I am an old man, with no children. If there is danger, I will be the first to stand in front of you."

Wilson knew that he was comforting himself, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm, and nodded with a nod.

Linda held the document and just arranged the strongest security force outside, laying out all the possible safety blind spots, and doing what she could do to the limit of her ability.

Cai Hongfu hugged Wilson's shoulders and walked out with a joke. The United States is an open country, and the intimacy between them did not arouse criticism from others. Wilson's orthodox suit was wearing a black black wool trench coat with a very stylish shape. He was tall and could not speak of handsomeness.

As soon as he walked onto the stage, reporters who had been waiting in the audience rushed over and shot Wilson with a high-powered camera in his hand. The reporter was born for news, and Wilson also spent a lot of effort to conduct public relations with news media people in advance, and his role was suddenly highlighted.

Wilson had long been accustomed to flashing spotlights, his agile and powerful steps were calm and grand, like stone-carved facial features, and with unfathomable eyes, it was difficult for outsiders to understand the slightest from his face.

Less than a minute ago, Wilson was still smoking a cigar to stabilize his emotions. From this point of view, he was a mature politician. At any moment, even if it was a mess, he could still be calm and composed.

When he walked to the podium and looked at the crowds of people below the stage, he was not nervous at all. He took advantage of the opening space and looked up at the blue sky. The weather was very good and the sun was bright. In addition to the cold wind blew from time to time, for this speech, bb also bought out the live broadcast rights and sent a helicopter to take aerial photos for this live broadcast.

The children who were playing with adults held colorful balloons in their hands, and the blooming cherry blossoms were everywhere, which looked particularly beautiful. Wilson took all the beauty of all the beauty, and did not forget to take a deep breath of fresh air with a hint of coldness.

He said to the public: "Hello, citizens of Washington, if there are still people who have doubts about whether everything is possible in the United States, and some people who have doubts about whether the dreams of the founders of the United States are still alive in our time, and some people who question the power of our democratic system, then tonight, these questions have answers. This is the answer given by the unprecedented long queues in front of the polling stations in schools and churches. 3b is the answer given by voters who have waited for three or four hours, many of whom voted for the first time in their lives, because they believe that this time will definitely be different, and that their voices will be different from the past..."[

This speech, written by Vice President Wilson's gold medal team, talks about democracy and freedom. Wilson also keenly captures the relationship between the two and incites voters to vote from time to time.

Of course, this speech was to attract Chinese people in the United States to vote for him, and the greatest persuasion to convince Chinese people to vote was to vigorously promote the sales of traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine in the US market.

Chinese people all have homesick plots, and traditional Chinese medicine, which comes from China and has been around for thousands of years, is the place where their Chinese national plot is. This is also the focus of Wilson, the Huaxiatong, and it is also the purpose of using his pleasing policy program to win the favor of the Chinese, so as to succeed in defeating President Michelle, who has the title of PK King in the general election.

The reason why Michelle has the title of PK King is that he used his eloquence and the support of his strong chaebol. Anyone who competed with him was pk-ed up by him, and the ending was mostly miserable, so that after four years, only Vice President Wilson dared to stand up and run for president with him.

He spoke passionately and spitted everywhere, and gradually became "sexy" from the audience, and Jones and his friends also got into the crowd.

"Are you guys ready?" Jones couldn't help but feel nervous before the action, rubbed his hands and asked the shortest black boy closest to him.

The small black man unzipped the fat Jack, and Jones' down jacket zipper, opened his clothes with both hands, exposed them and held them in the clothes, showing off, "Boss, don't worry, I'm ready for everything."

"You idiot, put it away quickly, don't embarrass me." Jones glanced around nervously, and saw that no one was looking at them. Then he felt a little relieved. He still glared at the rash guy and whispered: "Do you want to kill us?"

The black boy smiled embarrassedly. While no one was paying attention, he quickly divided the things hanging with his friends around him. After each of them got a copy, they all looked at Jones at the same time.

Jones swallowed nervously, put his heart on his back, put on a masked handkerchief, raised his hand and waved it: "Next, with me, I will count 1, 2, 3 and then do it, do you understand?"

Four or five people nodded with their eyes widened, and they were all nervous from their expressions.

Jones and his group were about to take action, and the killer hiding in the crowd slowly reached out to a bag with unzipped zippers, wearing a black and white square coat and a gold wig. Judging from his appearance, the old woman in her fifties stood not far from President Wilson, and her eyes were always inseparable from him.

I raised my wrist and looked at Jadeda's female watch. My right hand that had reached into my handbag had already held the loaded Bogenin in my hand, just waiting for the opportunity.

"Your Excellency Vice President, I have something to say." Lin Tian, ​​who was about to take action, raised his hand to signal, and Tang Ya turned his head and looked at the killer who was about to take action. They made an agreement in advance that Lin Tian attracted the attention of the Vice President, and the killer then took action.

Lin Tian attracted Wilson's attention as promised. Tang Ya saw that the killer pretending to be an old woman had already lit up the Bergening pistol. At the same time, she also looked up at the Lincoln Memorial Hall. Although she couldn't see the true appearance clearly from afar, Tang Ya knew that Tu Hu and Xiao Hei were being tied up by Ke Zhizong and his group with both hands and pointed the gun at the back of their heads.

Cai Hongfu, who was standing under the podium, promised to accompany Wilson through thick and thin, received a brief message on his phone, which was sent by Lin Tian. He looked down and his heart tightened. Although he had been preparing for a long time, he still couldn't help but feel nervous when things were about to come.

"They're going to do it."

Cai Hongfu read these simple and short words several times, and quickly recalled what Lin Tian told him, looked around the quiet crowd, muttering to himself: "It should be a movement at this time!"

Before he finished speaking, protests broke out in the crowd. Jones held up an unknown banner of slogans against the Iraq War, and opened his arms to protest loudly at Wilson on the stage, saying, "I object!"

Jones roared at the top of his voice, and his voice even overwhelmed Wilson's speaker. Wilson stopped communicating with Lin Tian and turned his eyes to Jones. The others turned their heads and looked at Jones.

Jones, who became the focus of everyone, didn't care much. He knew that he was in trouble and turned his head and shouted at his friends: "Don't you do it now!"
Chapter completed!