America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 331: Gru, the Godly Doctor of Talking, and Wolf
Power can be obsessive. What Sheriff Gru firmly believes in is not as solid as he thinks. The so-called momentum, if it is not tempered, is like a rootless duckweed. If the pond is slightly shaken, it may be swept away by the current.

This is what Mr. Cheng has been reflecting on recently. He feels that he was a little too arrogant before, and the recent misfortunes were just the backlash of the sudden waves.

But everyone has a PLANABC. If the situation is not going well, introduce new forces. If you can't play anymore, just overturn the table.

"I don't want to do this either, Mr. Daniel. This is the first time I've encountered gunmen blocking the road. Those people don't take small characters like us seriously."

President Cheng finally saw the black brother he had been thinking about for a long time. He couldn't hold on to the situation in Saint-Lodu, so he wanted to have a backup plan.

Even if he loses this game, Cheng will drag Achilles, Gru and the others into the water.

Daniel, curled up on the sofa, looked a little tired. He had traveled a long way to get to Saint Luodu, but he was willing to communicate more with Cheng Daiqi.

“Chan, I understand your situation. I can only say that I am sorry that young people like you still have hope for this country and this world, but you are smart and there are some things you should know.

For many years, the power of this country has been in the hands of major aristocratic families and those behind the scenes. Let alone other things, do you think the existence of financial giants such as Vanguard and BlackRock is normal?
And those so-called great commanders, each one of them is a toy, many of them are relatives of each other, but they are too lazy to act, why?
Because the media is controlled by them, they are not afraid of being discovered, because even if they are discovered they cannot say anything!

biu~shut up!

They love doing this, and it's legal.

We can't do that. The best we can do is kill their dog. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know that Karamakris existed, hahahaha."

Daniel Washington was no ignorant street slicker; he was much smarter than Mr. Cheng had expected.

This old man spoke very quickly, with saliva flying all over the place. From his perspective, he thought that everyone mentioned by Mr. Cheng deserved to die.

“So-called change cannot exist in this country. It is nothing more than a political game where one group of people replaces another. It is a dirty game. Once you choose to get involved, you cannot leave cleanly.

Those niggers thought that Lucian was a black man, so they were satisfied and felt that the status of black people had undergone some kind of radical change - my God, black people can be the president, so black people are really part of America.

Sabie!

They thought that discrimination against black people would become less and less, and that the power of black people would undergo fundamental changes from then on, but what is the reality?
Carter, Truman and Johnson have one thing in common: they all have a relative - Lucian, who is not black at all!

America is just a plaything of a small group of conspirators. I have always wanted to send Sunny away and let her live somewhere else instead of hanging around on the streets, but there are no good options. "

Cheng Daiqi realized what Daniel Washington wanted to say, and he nodded in agreement with a wry smile, but did not speak because he could not answer.

"You should go ahead. I can help you deal with the people you want to clear out, but it will take time, months or years. Wait for the opportunity. If you are not in a hurry, I can help you deal with every one of them.

But I hope you can take Sunny back to China, where the future is better than in America, Europe or other places."

Of course, President Cheng couldn't just leave in such disgrace. The situation he had just told Daniel was very serious, but he felt he could still handle it.

"I can send her away alone, Mr. Daniel. What you said is partly true to some extent, but the truth is always made up of many sides. The future of America has nothing to do with me. It's just that my career and friends are here.

I can’t just walk away and duck my head like a turtle after being scared once, that’s lame.”

"Brave child, hahahaha, I wish you good luck. I hope we will never have to face the point where both sides are destroyed."

Mr. Cheng felt a little embarrassed. Daniel really didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Don't you want to meet Sunny?"

The black man put on his hat and went into the tunnel, his footsteps echoing in the dark passage.

"Forget it. You are being targeted now, and I am always forced to hide. We can't move. Let her go to school well."
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Eris, oh Eris, Eris, who had lost the news of Cheng Daiqi, found Wolfe.

He is now a dual-owner mastiff, so it won't be a big problem if one owner disappears.

"You said Chan disappeared?"

Wolf Dracula had only sat on the Dracula throne of power for one day when he was frightened by the news brought by Eris.

His first reaction was that he had been set up for a huge trap, and someone had used Cheng Daiqi as a chess piece to trick him at a very low cost.

Only an old silver coin like Wolfe could think of this guess. He thought of it in an instant and controlled his expression in the next instant.

"Yes, can you contact him?"

Unaware of Wolfe's gaffe, Eris asked expectantly.

The work is done, but the client has left. Anyone who has worked on a project will understand this feeling.

Mr. Cheng still owes him 20 million dollars!

"It's okay. He was chatting with me this morning. You can continue to work on the publicity. We can't delay the important things."

Wolfe glanced at his phone, then looked up and soothed.

"Yes, Mr. Wolfe."

Confused, Eris left, and Wolfe lowered his head again.

Looking at the empty chat bar on his phone, which contained seven or eight messages from Wolfe, Mr. Cheng did not reply to a single one.

The vice president of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee felt like he was a one-man show at this moment - when it comes to clowns, even all the people in Cirque du Soleil put together are not as good as him!
Eris left, but Wolfe's personal secretary heard it clearly. Wolfe in the room seemed to have turned into a master of desktop cleaning, and he was singing beautiful street black songs.

"Come in and tidy up!"

Wolfe's anger was so intense that he felt he had been fooled. He couldn't believe that Cheng Daiqi and Temir would play such a trick.

Why?

You tried to scam me with an attitude of desperate measures, but ended up cheating me.

But have you ever thought that I can also overturn the table?
After the secretary tidied the desk, he left, and Wolfe called Temir.

"You tricked me!"

"what?"

"Chan ran away, and you ran away too, pretending to help me contact other families. You two dogs just wait, this matter is not over yet!"

The black-haired rich woman was not a good-tempered person. She was exhausted these two days. She worked hard for Wolfe, but was scolded by him. She didn't want to endure it at all.

"Sabi! Giorgio, come here, there is a Sabi you want to meet."

"Who?"

"Wolf, that idiot is even more cunning than me!"

Wolfe knew who Giorgio was and was a little overwhelmed.

Could it be that Temir really helped him arrange for Dracula to join the Elephant Party's establishment power group?

"Mi'er, you have to respect everyone's personal choice. I'm also a gay, OK?"

The voice of Giorgio's groundhog came again, and Mier apologized irritably.

"I'm sorry, I got impatient, Gio."

Seeing that Mi'er had a good attitude, Giorgio didn't continue to worry about it. He took the phone from the black-haired rich woman and said sweetly to Wolfe.

"Hello, Mr. Wolfe. Long time no see."

The new patriarch of the Dracula family, Mr. Wolfe, had a beautiful face, like a colorful rainbow, and he replied with difficulty.

"You guys go ahead and do your work, Gio. Come to Saint-Lo and we can have a drink sometime. I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up now."

Giorgio thought of Wolfe's muscular body, licked his lips with some longing, and said.

"There will be time tomorrow, our Mi'er. He died suddenly. Is he so disrespectful to me?"

"Ha, I said he was a Shabby."
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At the Saint-Louis Hospital, Steven was lying in the VIP private room, watching a short video with his butt sticking out.

What happened to Foberle?
If Fobole is injured, he still needs to be taken care of. If Fobole is bored, he still needs to watch short videos.

He also saw a lot of influencers under MAS today, and even liked and followed some of them.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, Steven turned off his phone at the speed of light, and began to wail while covering the wound on his butt.

"Ouch, my butt, my butt."

Gru brought his men to Steven's bedside and said mockingly at the clown-like Ferbole.

"Why are you pretending? You were the one who arranged for someone to shoot you the night before last."

It’s no wonder that Gru is a miracle doctor. He cured Steven’s butt right away.

The guy's butt no longer hurt and he stopped screaming. He looked back with his butt sticking out and found that Gru and a few others were crowded around his bed.

The world of fools is different from the world of smart people. Steven was afraid of Gru before he collapsed, and he is even more afraid after today.

This guy is really crazy!

“What are you looking at? There was an Audi following behind your car. It followed you for so long but you were not in a hurry at all. You staged a farce and created trouble yourself. You are quite courageous.

Steven, we have investigated almost everything, let's go to the LAPD!"

One of Gru's men was very dedicated and started charging straight away.

Lisa has returned to the company today. Gru immediately realized that Cheng Daiqi was hiding away from the limelight. Knowing that Mr. Cheng was fine, he felt relieved.

So the LAPD leader decided to go ahead and give Ferbole from Missouri a little West Coast vibe.

You got shot, right?
Directed and acted by yourself, right?

Come and take a look, LAPD welcomes you!
He personally led the team here to put pressure on Steven and make him explain more, so that Sheriff Gru could get more bargaining chips - he thought these were bargaining chips.

"Gru, what are you talking about? It was clearly criminals who attacked Foberle that night. How can you say I directed and acted in it myself?
Besides, I am from Foberle, and you LAPD have no jurisdiction over me. You'd better disappear immediately!"

Gru smiled and raised his chin slightly. His younger brother immediately rushed up and pulled Steven off the bed.

"Fuck, don't touch me, ah~ I'm really hurt!"

Sheriff Gru looked at Steven who was being held down and smiled with his teeth showing.

"You dare to fight me?"

"I have a witness. That night, a certain LAPD precinct had a special operation. They received information from an informant that a group of drug dealers would be trading under the bridge where you were attacked, so they waited there for three hours in the heavy rain."

"Steven, you acted so poorly. Not to mention that your shoulder was only slightly injured, how did the gangsters in the Audi hit your butt?"

"Why, when you guys drive the car, you face down, stick your butt out and use the crane to open it?"

This was a very insulting remark. Sheriff Gru's sarcasm was at its maximum, and his men all started to flatter him.

"The people in Foberle are getting stupider and stupider."

"Hahahahahaha, stick your butt out and spread it."

"Even if he's pretending, he should pretend to be more convincing!"

Steven had been a Fober for decades, and he had never suffered such humiliation. Even Achilles respected him very much.

"Gru, I'm a senior executive at the California Foberle office, do you dare to touch me?
You are just a local police officer. The LAPD is not yours to rule. Why are you pretending? "

Gru found the hysterical Steven very boring. He was supporting Achilles with one hand today, so why would he worry about the little Foberle?
You're a piece of shit!

"Snapped!"

Gru didn't say anything. His men first performed the opening moves of the Great Memory Restoration Spell on Steven, and then put a silver bracelet on him.

"You are enforcing the law violently, Gru" "Snap!"

The policeman who handcuffed him slapped himself again, and particularly hard, then he lifted Steven's head and said with a grin.

"Steven, do you think Foberle is so awesome? Who gave you the guts to attack the police?"

rough!
Steven's heart was really numb.

No, man, are you so dark?

"The law enforcement camera is watching you."

"I'm sorry, our bureau's budget is insufficient, and we don't have the money to repair the broken law enforcement camera!"

Hastily!
Steven was stunned. Is the West Coast so crazy?

"Gru, you better know what you're doing!"

He didn't give up, Steven is still outputing!
"You'd better think about what you have done. I have already started to send people to control your men. Steven, do you think Foberle is so powerful?

Hahaha, just wait and see whether you can overturn the Saint-Louis sky.

Let me think, you planned and acted out the big case yourself. You guys fought so hard with me for the law enforcement power in the ABC gate football kicking case, wasn't it also directed and acted out by you?

Oh my god, the LAPD was fooled by you. It turns out that those dead killers were pushed out by you, Furber. Steven, what do you think of this script?"

Sheriff Gru is talking nonsense, but he is not saying it to Steven. This man will eventually land safely in the future. He is showing his strength to Achilles.

Mr. Cheng: Thank you so much*2!
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Achilles didn't know that there was an ant who overestimated his own capabilities and was seeking death. Gru thought that Achilles was a second-generation American with strength and ambition, and that Achilles was similar to Temir and Gwill - at most a little smarter.

But what Achilles was going to do was completely beyond the reach of Sheriff Gru, whose level was about three levels lower than his.

While Gru was catching Steven in the hospital, an accident was happening on Capitol Hill that many people had not expected.

Today was supposed to be a normal questioning of the President. That man likes to build walls. This has affected the Donkey Party’s plans, so the Donkey Party has been obstructing it.

In American elections, so-called new immigrants tend to support the Democratic Party. As a left-leaning party, the Democratic Party's policies are beneficial to immigrants.

That's why Mr. Cheng is so sure that Niu Sen attaches great importance to the identity business, and every person who is brought to America through this business is a potential voter of the Donkey Party.

Back to building the wall, the wall's barrier will reduce the number of illegal immigrants, but the Democrats don't like it. Even if a certain budget is approved, they still want to give that man a slap in the face every now and then.

Thus, today’s questioning came about. (The Senate has supervisory power, and both questioning and impeachment are the responsibility of the Senate.)
After the elder from Kentucky finished his questions, the man drank some water and looked at the last elder of the day, Wood Karamakris.

Wood is in his fifties and belongs to the younger generation among the elders—yes, fifty-year-old elders are the younger generation.

The American Senate has no term limits, and many elders can be re-elected for many terms. The average age is always over 60 years old, and there are a large number of elders in their 80s.

This actually reflects the reality that the American power order has been as stable as stagnant water for many years, because the elders are not elected but nominated by interest groups in each state.

If the interest groups remain unchanged, the positions of the elders will be stable.

As a young member of the establishment elite, Wood often took on a more abstract responsibility in the meetings of the Senate - torturing the man.

After all, the Elephant Party is a large group with complicated interests. The Mahasattvas have many people in the House of Representatives, but there is not a single real Mahasattva in the Elephant Party in the Senate, they are all old silver coins.

So even though today's inquiry was initiated by the Donkey Party, Wood still took part.

Seeing that Wood was about to ask questions, many elders of the Donkey Party began to desert, and some even began to think about what to eat in the evening.

However, Wood's first words stunned everyone.

"Mr. President, I want to ask you, you said building a wall can reduce crime rates, um, does this involve discrimination against illegal immigrants?"

These words were like ivory coming out of a dog's mouth or two scallions being stuck in a dog's nose. Every elder who heard Wood's question was dumbfounded.

That’s what I’m asking, right? Did you secretly move to another place?

"Of course not. It is difficult for an illegal immigrant to get a stable job, so... so... For example, last year there was a large-scale terrorist attack in California, and most of the people at the scene were illegal immigrants."

The elder from California couldn't stand it anymore, so he decided to speak up to stop the President's nonsense. Yes, he thought it was just ordinary nonsense.

After all, everyone in the industry knew that the Red Street kidnapping case was done by a group of veterans.

"What are you talking about? The terrorist attack in California? That's obvious."

"Be quiet and listen to what Mr. President continues to say!"

Wood Karamachris didn't say anything. It was an elder from the Donkey Party from Pennsylvania who spoke.

The House of Elders does not have a so-called Speaker in the strict sense. Every elder is equal, and they are all spokespersons for major interest groups without exception.

So, when this donkey party elder from Pennsylvania spoke, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Today is a question-and-answer session on the border wall, which was initiated by the Democratic Party with the goal of embarrassing the President, but now the direction of the topic is completely out of control.

There are fools in the House of Representatives, and most of the elders are Sixth Elders, and they have tasted the thread of things.

The Elephant Party establishment member Wood Karamachris started the fire, the MAGA leader fired the first shot, and the conservative Pennsylvania elders (swing) within the Donald Trump Party assisted.

Someone is going to cause trouble!
Destination - California!
The commander-in-chief shrugged casually and continued talking.

"Why build a wall? California is the best example. There are too many illegal immigrants there. The Red Street Library terrorist attack last year and the attack on Foberle two days ago are the best examples. I am not the president of the Democratic Party. In order to make America great again, I am also concerned about California."

Follow Nima!

The face of the California elder even turned red. He had realized that he was in big trouble. There were 10 million registered voters in California, and 5 million of them were from the Election Party!

Dark blue?

no, it can turn red to black in some cases!

Wood and the President, one is an establishment figure and the other is a MAGA, these two are going to mess up California!

"I roughly understand what you said, but I am more focused on agriculture, transportation, and trade, and not on specific security incidents. I would like to ask you about what you just mentioned..."

Wood Karamachris was still producing, and everyone, even the eighty-eight-year-old man or woman, could see that something big was going on.

No matter which party the President of the United States belongs to, he will generally be very conscious of not interfering in the states controlled by the other party. This is a political rule - you can't mess around when you have power.

But today, it is obviously not a random incident, but an organized and premeditated attack!
It took less than two weeks for the dispute to reach the Capitol Hill of the Empire. No one could have imagined that the beginning of all this was just a test by Achilles and a blind action by Gru.

The Elders' Council inquiry meeting ended in a strange atmosphere. Some elders looked worried when they left, some looked confused, and only a very few remained calm.

Wood Karamachris was surrounded, but he remained calm.

When the commander-in-chief led his team past Wood, the two men didn't even say hello, and it seemed as if today's events were over.

But the actions of the Pennsylvania Donkey Party elder show that things are not that simple.
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It is easy to light a fire, fire a cannon, and add firewood, but this is just the beginning, just Achilles' first shot and the starting gun.

High-end struggles can be so simple, or the underlying logic of all struggles is very simple, it’s just for the sake of interests.

It’s just that there can be many specific forms of benefits and ways to achieve them. When the starting gun sounds, people know that they can start moving, and this is the result Achilles wants.

It is easy to fight, but difficult to win. Achilles connected many people in order to win.

That man is now at the peak of his career. Millions of Americans firmly believe that he will be the best president. People like Crusoe have even begun betting on his re-election.

Achilles wants to take advantage of his momentum and try to make a big move!
The political show at the Senate inquiry was not too radical, but Achilles' goal had been achieved.

A first-term Elephant Party congressman from California told the media that he would launch a new round of questioning to the President about the deteriorating security environment in California.

The mainstream media didn't say anything because the media are mostly controlled by the Democratic Party's financial sponsors, but a wave of controversy arose.

As Niu Sen's shadow, Vikingster almost rushed all the way to Achilles, bringing Niu Sen's questions.

"There has to be a reason. Attacking Gru is a big deal. I helped you borrow the name, but the price was not cheap. Niu Senti's promise must be fulfilled!"

Facing the questioning from Vikingster or Niu Sen, Achilles was very calm and spoke as if it were true, as if he meant it all with good intentions.

"What's up with that elder from Binzhou? Why is he here to stir up trouble?"

Achilles pretended not to know and explained innocently.

“You can ask him. I don’t know what he thinks, but I personally visited the commander-in-chief and persuaded him. This can be regarded as part of putting pressure on Gru.

My idea is that it is best to deal with him within the rules and not make it ugly. If it is solved within the rules, you can also use the name of investigation to rectify what Gru did. This is my opinion and idea. "

"But there's an elephant in California."

"You need to make it clear to Niu Sen that I can't control the Elephant Party in California. Should he be able to solve this problem?"

In science fiction, it is easy to find out what a person did, where he went, and who he met.

But there is no such Zenith technology in reality. Faced with Achilles' explanation, Niu Sen didn't know how much to believe it.

The two of them are almost at the same level, both at the highest level of the American power order. In terms of the value of power alone, there is no higher level, so he can't let Achilles pat his chest and point to the sky to make guarantees.

To believe or not to believe is a big question.
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"I thought you were dead, but Lisa told me you were still alive. I shed so many tears in vain, woooo."

Temir was possessed by the spirit of drama. She had just dealt with those establishment families, and Dracula's joining the establishment was half done. As soon as she returned to Saint Luo today, she came to pick up General Cheng to "come out of isolation".

"Ha, you're still in the mood to cry. Shouldn't you help me avenge immediately after I die?"

Temir was talking nonsense, and Mr. Cheng was also talking nonsense, and the two of them chatted happily.

"No, I'm pregnant with your child. I can only help you get revenge when he turns 18."

Mr. Cheng was so upset by this answer that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"You are defaming my innocence out of thin air!"

"Child, you're only two months old and your father has already disowned you. We are so pitiful. Is there anyone in the world more pitiful than us?"

"Yes, like Gru, hahahaha."

President Cheng started talking about business, and Mi'er stopped pretending. She said something serious that Cheng Daiqi had never expected.

"Niu Sen doesn't know that Gru has fallen out with us. Chan, Achilles has people around me, but I have bribed some of his people. Niu Sen sold out both Gru and me!
This time Achilles' target is not Gru, but us. Niu Sen and him want to get rid of Gru, and then Niu Sen will restrict our industry in California!"

Mr. Cheng hid himself after being attacked, but he contacted her soon after. However, she only learned the news not long ago.

Temir knew what Cheng Daqi wanted to do, and she wanted to help Cheng realize his dream, so she didn't know how to tell Cheng Daqi this somewhat desperate news.

Niu Sen is a California shepherd, and Achilles is a typical hero. They are blessed to have these two people serving them together.

"Ha, this Niu Sen sold us out?"

Mr. Cheng opened his mouth slightly; he was indeed shocked by the news.

"Yes, the details are unclear, but Niu Sen went to see Achilles, and then this happened."

Looking at the silent Cheng Daiqi, Temir felt as if "a poor couple has many sorrows".

They are obviously very rich and powerful, but they are really vulnerable when facing these enemies.

"Chan, what should we do?"

Cheng Daiqi lowered the car window, and the cold wind blew in, instantly clearing his confused mind.

“You need to talk to your father about Dracula joining the Elephant Party Establishment. Go now. He won’t stop it, but Achilles has reasons to stop it.

If he joins forces with Niu Sen, it will be really hard for us to continue playing. Mi'er, we must make every step from now on without making any mistakes!"

(End of this chapter)