America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 110 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!

"Gru, you screwed me over."

Krall was like a defeated dog without a spine, wailing at his competitor.

The rules of the world are as follows.

Gru didn't mean to beat up the lost dog. After all, he was still a colleague, and he still had to do superficial things.

“This is indeed terrible, Crowl, what are the specific casualties of your men?

I need to assess the strength of the kidnappers and prepare for tonight's attack. "

Gru had no intention of attacking at all, but he did only see the battle at the front gate.

As the leader of the Niangniang Temple Branch and the person in charge of the next scene of the kidnapping case, he needs to have an accurate understanding of the intensity of the kidnappers.

"There are seventeen casualties in total, eight dead and two wounded at the main entrance, five dead and two wounded elsewhere."

There is no need to hide anything. Claure doesn't want Gru to continue attacking. He is a professional police officer after all.

As a leader, he will act for profit, but as a police officer, he really doesn't want to see his colleagues die in a meaningless attack.

"Don't attack anymore, let's wait for the higher ups to figure out a solution, hey."

After warning Gru, Klauer left dejectedly.

Shaking his head, Gru sighed softly.

Looking at the Red Street Library illuminated by strong lights, the middle-aged policeman's eyes flickered.

He didn't plan to attack anymore. Tonks drew him a pie, but he had no interest in eating it.

If that old dog wants to retreat, you must right him!

The Niangniangmiao Police Station is his territory, and it will be useless for anyone to be the chief.

If Tonks is stuck and refuses to let him be promoted, Gruda can find a leader who can agree to his promotion.

As the boss of the White Road gang of the San Luodu Police Department, Gru has such strength!

"Boss, those kidnappers are so arrogant, they actually lie blatantly, look."

Jax handed the iPad to Gru and motioned for him to read the content on it.

"Obviously no one has contacted us yet, but this host who came from nowhere actually said that a security solution company has already contacted them. Isn't this a lie?"

Although Cheng Daqi took the opportunity of fighting with Scott to emphasize in front of the camera that he was just a hostage, no one would believe his identity just because of a word.

Jax remains suspicious of him and despises his little tricks to seduce advertisers.

"Don't worry, the man wearing the Iron Man mask is very smart, I hope he is really just a hostage.

If this group of powerful kidnappers has such a smart leader, we will be in big trouble. "

Gru slumped in his chair and opened social media.

Seeing the rapidly rising popularity of the kidnapping case in the Red Street Library, the head of the Empress Temple's mind was spinning.

"You are going to contact the reporter. I am going to hold a press conference. Contact me now. It will be held in front of the Red Street Library."
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At eight o'clock in the evening, Dracula's manor was still brightly lit.

Joel Dracula and his men are following the progress of the kidnapping case at the Red Street Library in the office.

"BOSS, the kidnappers' live broadcasts are getting more and more popular, we must stop them in time!"

A subordinate looked at the data on different platforms and expressed his opinions anxiously.

"We cannot expose our intentions easily. There has been no news from the Commander-in-Chief's office until now. We must make a decision before taking action."

Another of his men offered the opposite opinion.

For a kidnapping case of this scale, the Commander-in-Chief's Office would definitely have to investigate.

However, because the kidnapping case involves the Dracula Biomedical Group, the Elephant Party's internal attitude towards the matter is complicated, which in turn affects the judgment of the commander-in-chief.

Old Dracula watched his men arguing and thinking about what to do.

He actually doesn't feel that this incident poses any threat to him now, but he wants to change his camp through this incident.

There are many top-level interest groups in the United States, and the relationships between them are intricate. It is normal to cooperate with each other, stab each other, and still smile when we meet. (less seen)

The joint consortium to which Dracula belongs can be regarded as a non-regional Semitic wandering industrial capital consortium in the United States. It has stood behind the Donkey Party for a long time in the past.

But the interests that the Donkey Party's political resources can support are limited, and the group to which Robert belongs has already begun to break up with them.

There are only so many resources in one pot, so it’s impossible not to grab them.

Moreover, Robert's group looked down upon the Draculas, especially the old Dracula who worked hard in industry (selling drugs) and making black money (illegal organ transplants, illegal biological research).

More importantly - the Donkey Party has fallen from power.

The Elephant Party is now in charge, and judging from the data, that man has a high probability of being re-elected.

There are five types of forces in American politics, one for each of the two parties, one for the law enforcement department, one for the Pentagon, and one for the large and fragmented civil service system.

Under normal circumstances, a large interest group must consider choosing a party to support and at the same time cooperate with the legal circles (courts, procuratorates).

Small companies or enterprises only need to find some civil servants to cooperate.

As a biopharmaceutical group that has had a good relationship with the Pentagon since its establishment, no matter how the Dracula Group jumps, it has at least one important base, which is the Pentagon.

Dracula frowned as he watched his men arguing.

They're not all good stuff, hey.

"Stop arguing, help me contact Kevin, that member of the Elephant Party. Do you know who he is?"

"Kevin McCarthy?"

Old Dracula nodded.

McCarthy is the most suitable person, always good at dancing and without principles.

This person who is an outright profit animal will definitely not refuse his olive branch.

The louder the waves, the more expensive the fish.

Crisis, crisis, others see danger, but Dracula sees the opportunity behind the danger!
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"Can our OC perfume also advertise? They are so popular."

As a partner holding shares, Lisa, the brand manager of OC Perfume Saint-Loduo region, advised her boss.

But her unreliable boss smiled jokingly.

"Kidnapping, kidnapping, shootout, execution, honey, how did your genius brain connect these weird, no, these powerful words with our perfume?"

Gently lifting Lisa's chin with his fingers, Tamir stared at the fair face of the blonde girl.

It was as if she wanted to read something from Lisa's expression.

Lisa's eyes were a bright and vibrant olive green, and Tamir was fascinated every time.

It was the same this time. After watching it for a few seconds, the rich black-haired woman was defeated.

Who can resist Lisa's sincere eyes?

Themir asked herself, she couldn't do it.

"Honey, I agree, please contact the marketing director."

　Three updates today and three updates in the future.

　　It’s not that I can’t do it every day, but it’s really frustrating. I was able to do it every day last week because I took a week off.

　　But I suggest you still catch up on updates in a timely manner. For every two chapters I publish now, almost one chapter will be revised within two days.

　　Three updates is also the limit for my current part-time status. I write detailed outlines during the day, and if I write fast at night, I have to update every 100 minutes on average.

　　Hey, I also want to see how others write and improve.

　　I really don’t have the time or energy to update more, I hope everyone understands.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)