DC New Krypton.

Chapter 780 Difficult to Win
"Colorado, Svetlana Hobbs votes for Follett Evans!"

The voice of a vote reader forcefully read out the ballot, and held up the ballot with both hands, turning it left and right, so that everyone could see that the ballot indeed showed Colorado's Swetlana Hobbs elector, who voted for Fury One vote for Tert Evans.

On the rostrum behind the vote readers, a large screen was projected, showing that Follett Evans had one vote.

The minds of the sober congressman voters present sank suddenly, and they got off to a bad start from the beginning.

Svetlana Hobbs of Colorado can be said to be the elector who repeatedly jumps the most. He does not accept the protection of SHIELD that seems to be imprisoned, and he is constantly being used by SHIELD with a mind disruptor After regaining consciousness, he was easily controlled by Loki's mind, and kept announcing his repeated jumps back and forth.

The first vote was cast and it was broadcast live across the country and outside the Capitol Square, causing an uproar, especially the people of Colorado, who were already gnashing their teeth with anger and hatred.

"Wow——"

"Damn it, Svetlana Hobbs really skipped the ticket!"

"I should have broken Svetlana Hobbs' leg earlier."

"The damn thing, I disagree with his vote."

"We shouldn't be electing this bastard thing!"

Voting did not stop due to the uproar of many people. Soon, the electors in Louisiana cast a second vote, still voting for Follett Evans.

Then on the third vote, the elector of Texas still voted for Follett Evans. The man in the bar in Texas was so angry that he threw away his glass, raised his automatic rifle, and shot into the sky angrily.

The fourth, fifth, and tenth votes in succession were all votes for Follett Evans, as if Hale and Secretary of State Yolanda Priscus were here to serve as foils.

An inexplicable heavy pressure appeared on the heads of every sober elector.

Watching the people of the fifty states who read the votes live and the people waiting in front of the Capitol Square, or the electors in their own state who were angry repeatedly jumping around, or the silence was strange, the atmosphere began to be abnormal.

"Hehe..." Evans, who was sitting next to Hall, was wearing a gray suit close-fitting, with a tall and thin body and a gleaming expression. He smiled at Hall with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't think it is necessary to read the ticket, you and I We already know the result.

I originally thought that you would not appear at the venue, but unexpectedly, you chose to be humiliated in full view. "

Loki was very rare, and he felt complacent when facing Hall.

Every time in the past, although he looked down on Hall in his haughty heart, in fact he never took advantage of Hall, and felt humiliated instead.

Now, the situation is reversed.

At this time, the number of votes in favor of Follett Evans had reached 66 votes, and Halle and Secretary of State Yolanda Priscus had not yet had a vote.

The faces of the people in the states and the Capitol Square were gloomy, as if an atmospheric pressure was pressing down on the crowd supporting Hall.

Hearing that another vote was from Follett Evans, Hale looked calm and said with a smile: "What gave you the illusion that you have already won?"

After speaking, some sober electors of parliamentarians exerted their strength and began to vote for Hall.

"Pennsylvania, Adolfi Konstantinovich voted for Hall." The reader held up the ballot, and the projection on the rostrum showed that Hall had one vote.

This number of votes slightly eased the low pressure of the crowd supporting Hall, and made the crowd in a dull atmosphere slightly relieved.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

The next five consecutive votes for Haier made everyone feel hopeful.

"What made you have the illusion that you can win?" Evans sneered a little, and lightly raised his suit with his hand to adjust his sitting posture.

After finishing speaking, the electors started another twenty votes in a row, suppressing Hall's vote by a large margin.

The sober MPs were not far behind, and they kept chasing after with successive votes.

As the process of reading the votes progressed, the crowd who supported Hale and the sober MPs felt that the result might not be ideal.

The ticket reading has reached 260:170.

260 is for Evans.

170 is Hall's.

The total number of votes is only 538 votes. Whoever can get 270 votes first will win the game.

But now, almost all the sober MPs have cast their votes. They can't help but frown and poke their heads left and right. Only the other sober MPs shake their heads. Yes, all of them are controlled by the mind, and Rocky's people have no way to catch up with Evans' votes.

Evans is only 10 votes away from confirming the odds.

Many sober electors have ugly faces and heavy hearts.

The faces of the crowd watching the live broadcast also darkened, and they began to realize that there was a real possibility that Hall would not be able to become the president.

The gap is too big.

The low air pressure of the crowd outside the Capitol Square seemed to darken the sun. Some people in the crowd were very uncomfortable, and some were unwilling to cry.

They don't understand why there is such a big gap in the number of votes for the presidential election of Hall, who is supported by most people.

There is no reason at all.

"There were more than 3 people who supported me outside the Capitol Square," Hale said.

"Really? What's the use of them?" Evans said lightly, not caring, and the result was almost decided.

What is the use of the more than 3 people who support Hall outside the Capitol Square?

At most, after their own victory, they were dissatisfied with the result, and then collectively stormed the Capitol building, causing a wave of chaos.

Just right, I don't mind giving the order to shoot them.

This time, he won by himself.

Evans finished.

"Arizona, Vlad Ashford voted for Hale."

"Florida, Darren Lightninger votes for Hale."

"Nebraska, Anduin Claremont votes for Hale."

"・・・"

One after another, the congressmen who were originally mind-controlled began to unanimously vote for Hall.

Evans straightened his thin body, raised his head, and frowned, his sharp and hazy gaze swept across the councilors who were controlled by their minds.

All of a sudden, these congressmen who were originally controlled by their minds cast their eyes on Evans with ugly and shocked faces, their pupils trembling, and after repeated reminders from the President of the Senate, they recovered and resolutely began to vote. Hale vote.

"How did you recover them?" Evans looked at them with a grim look and gloomy eyes.

He never discovered when his mind control failed.

Has Hale created a new technology that eliminates mind manipulation?

(End of this chapter)