ghn>vxy~wjq1n"0|t"o5p 70 miles outside the border between Brother and the United States, the dilapidated and old Macson Motel has been operating here for more than 20 years. Being able to operate in such a place as close to the United States for more than 20 years has a certain degree of ability. Many brokers traveling between Mexico and the United States believe this and like to stay here before entering the United States, at least you don't have to worry too much about your life safety in the hotel.\r

There is also a small bar in the old motel, which is not too big. The owner McKesson always sits at the bar counter to check in the store for guests and prepare a glass of wine for those who like to drink.\r

Those who know Macson's name, even if they are enemies they meet, will temporarily suppress their hatred in their hearts, drink the wine honestly, and then walk out of the hotel to solve their problems.\r

Those who are familiar with McSon's motel are very aware that under the old McSon's bar, there are two shotguns at any time. Once someone dares to provoke in the hotel, he will pull the trigger without hesitation.\r

Of course, if it is just like this, it will not scare some drug lords.\r

But it is said that, it is said that there are a large number of bombs buried underground and around the Macson Motel. As long as Macson presses the button, the explosives will be activated. Although he will die, no one who dares to provoke will survive.\r

Unfortunately, McSon never admits this rumor positively and thinks it is just a rumor.\r

Strangely, the more the parties involved do not admit something, the more others think there is something wrong with it. In terms of burying bombs, many people would rather believe it than believe it. After all, their lives are only once, so there is no need to bet on this.\r

"Well, some Americans have suffered this time. This must be a messenger sent by God to punish these Americans."\r

An old-fashioned color TV is hanging on the top of the bar. The content played on the screen is the headlines of all news media recently. Mexico, which intersects the US border, has attracted great attention even if the domestic chaos is in chaos.\r

This is also very normal. Ask yourself, every Mexican probably doesn't have much affection for Americans, and there are many curses and abuses in secret. But if you want to say that there is a chance to incorporate Mexico into the United States, except for those drug lords, ordinary people will definitely agree with it.\r

A drunken ghost who was drunk was confused and smiled and said, "I, I read the previous news, haha, the capital of the Americans, Washington, has turned into ruins, and even the powerful fleet has been put into space, but they can't even figure out who the opponent is."\r

"So what if I know?"\r

Another drinking man said disdainfully: "Do you dare to do it? Five days have passed. Not only did the Americans not find anyone, they only sent some condolences to the group of navy who are coming to heaven. Is there a news that they want to punish the murderers and declare war?"

He took a sip of whiskey, slammed the bottom of the cup heavily on the table, and licked his lips: "They dare not! The Americans are smart, what power is that? Sending dozens of U.S. Navy ships to heaven, hijacking the White House, and turning Washington into ruins. Is this something a single human can do? Either it is the power of God, or the other party is an alien."\r

"No matter which one it is, the Americans will never dare to rashly issue a statement of declaring war!"

"Hey, Fern, if you hit my cup a few more times, I will issue a declaration of war on you."

Old Macson, who was scrubbing the wine glass on the bar, looked unkind, and immediately made Fern tremble in front of the table, and he didn't dare to smash the bottom of the glass hard on the table.\r

"Haha, Fern, you pustule."\r

"What a coward."\r

Fern's performance was seen by the people around him, and it immediately caused a burst of laughter.\r

"Damn it, don't laugh at me. If you have the ability, do you say that to Old Macson?"

Fern's eyes were red in anger.\r

But naturally no one follows his words and fights against Old Macson. That is absolutely unwise.

"But that might be...it's really the power of God."\r

After all, Fern's affairs were just a joke. Soon everyone in the bar turned their attention to TV again, watching the US president about to hold summit talks with thirteen countries including China, Russia, Britain, France, Germany, Japan, India, South Korea, etc., and discuss and discuss the 114 White House incident.\r

It is obvious that the three things that the mysterious man did were more amazing ones. Not only did he hijack the White House to a high altitude, but he also razed Washington to the ground in one fell swoop. Then he did the thing that he sent dozens of American ships into space and low-Earth orbit, which was almost unbelievable.\r

But as long as the authenticity of these things is confirmed, it will lead to panic among leaders of various countries.\r

Mexico itself is like this very bad. People in the bar watched the news for five days. The outside world is only one step away from collapse. Riots broke out everywhere. Many people have regarded the mysterious man as a demon from hell, and some people have regarded him as a messenger sent by God to the world.\r

In any case, the number of people with religious beliefs has a big explosive growth.\r

"Even if it is God's power, what does it have to do with us?"

Someone mocked: "Mexico is a lawless place that God cannot rule. Even if God himself comes, those drug lords can make God roll back again."

"Hahaha..."\r

There was a burst of laughter in the bar.\r

It can be seen that although this series of major events in recent times make people doubt life, for many Mexicans, this is really too far away from them.\r

"Dingling..."\r

The bar door was pushed open.\r

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned, and they saw a man with a hat bowed and walked in.\r

Seeing that he was just a single person, everyone soon lost interest and continued to chat.\r

“Two more rooms, 205 and 206.”\r

Old McSon put down the wiped cup.\r

"I don't live in a hotel, I'll have a cup of ipa."\r

"Hmm?"\r

Old Macson looked up at the visitor in confusion. Because of the hat, he did not see the man's front clearly, but he could tell that this was a yellow man.\r

Although few yellow people come here, they have never been there. In a country with mixed races, Mexico, which is so similar to the United States, is not much better.\r

Old McSon didn't ask any more questions, poured a glass of beer with a strong flavor for the visitor, placed it on the bar, and then lowered his head to wipe the cup.\r

The visitor did not drink a big sip, just took a sip along the edge of the cup and put down the cup.\r

This person seems a little strange.\r
Chapter completed!