American Scandal King

Chapter 321 The Year of Saddam
dusk.

In an abandoned cabin outside New York.

Ian enters the cabin and sees Amr Hussain sitting there.

He laughed and gave Amr Hussein a hug: "We did it!"

Amr Hussein said coldly, "You succeeded, not me. For your money, I sacrificed two excellent soldiers!"

Even among terrorists, there are not many people who are willing to sacrifice themselves.

Ian Carr's Terminal Illness Foundation takes care of hundreds of terminally ill patients, but not many are as courageous as Filileso and Kinch... Most people still just want to live one day at a time!
Even Vincent went to die because he was almost unable to hold on.

"Don't be like that." Ian sat down without any concern.

He leaned naturally against the wall of the dilapidated wooden house and said, "I just met with the president this day and gave him an idea..."

He slowly told his story.

Amr Hussein's face was gloomy. "So my people died in vain? We finally dealt a blow to the prestige of the White House."

"So what? Will it change the status quo?" Ian said disdainfully, "Bush Jr. will be president for five more years at most, and the next president still won't easily withdraw troops from Afghanistan. I said this is a long war."

Amr Hussein was furious: "Then what is the point of our fighting here?"

Ian's face darkened. "The battle itself is the meaning! You demonstrate your existence and your indomitable spirit, which will allow more people to trust you and join you."

He spread his hands and said, "Let's stop talking nonsense. Am, you lack political wisdom. If an American politician were here, they would have heard the crux of the matter from what I just said. And now, you actually need me to tell you!"

Amr Hussain was stunned.

Ian said, "The White House wants to clear its own reputation, prove the significance of releasing Saddam, and prove that he is colluding with terrorist organizations. This means they have to arrest more people. They can't find you, so they can only arrest people randomly. If I tell you who they will arrest, and you prepare in advance..."

Amr Hussein's eyes lit up: "We can ambush them!"

"Fuck!" Ian cursed. "Use your brain. What's the point of killing a few FBI agents? The key is that you can find evidence of their frame-up. Do you understand?"

Amr Hussain was stunned.

Ian looked at him and said, "The US government is persecuting innocent people to solve the problem caused by Saddam's prison escape. This will bring greater reputational impact to the White House. Don't tell me other meanings, this is the greatest meaning!"

Amr Hussain exhaled.

After a while, he said, "You're right, Ian Carr, that's the point. Thank you, it's my fault for asking too much of you."

Ian smiled with satisfaction. "So you see, it's very simple. Either I tell you where they're arresting people, and then you go find evidence of their false accusations, but I won't release it. They can release it through Al Jazeera. Or I, as agreed, reduce the price of the arms I sell to you by one third. You can only choose one benefit!"

I knew it!

You damn money-obsessed American beast!
Amr Hussein thought for a moment and said, "If it were you, which one would you choose?"

Ian answered without hesitation, "The second option. As I said, even overthrowing George W. Bush wouldn't make a difference. No president coming to power would change this. Only by continuing the war can you achieve victory. The second option will make you stronger and more enduring. The first option is simply a way to vent your anger. It will only bring misfortune to the enemy, but it won't do you much good."

Amr Hussein shook his head slightly: "But I guess my boss would choose the first option."

Ian smiled slightly: "That's right."

Amr Hussein looked at him doubtfully. "If you choose the first option, it means that your plan for George W. Bush has gone wrong. Won't they hate you?"

Ian shook his head. "Of course not. My plan was perfect. It was the people who carried out the mission who had problems. And Bush Jr.'s reputation has been damaged again, and he will only rely on me more. He still needs me to help him win the re-election campaign, and I can make more demands! This is politics. When my power reaches a certain level, even if they know it was me who did it... they can't do anything about it, and they may even ask me for help. Besides, Bush Jr. is recognized as the dumbest president, there's no way he'd notice!"

Amr Hussein smiled bitterly: "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't betray you."

No, you don't understand.

I never worry about you betraying me!

No one can identify me!!

Ian smiled: "That's not what I asked for."

Amr Hussein was puzzled. "I don't understand what you mean." Ian leaned over and whispered, "Media companies always need big news, and news also needs to be judged by the situation. Based on my observations and analysis, there won't be any good news in 04... The European Cup, the Olympics, but nothing of much value. Public news is never valuable. I need exclusive news, those exclusive, blockbuster stories that others want but can't, not the same old repetitive news... The car-snatching incident is already in its fourth episode. I can't always set off explosions myself... I can't make a habit of this kind of thing. Two or three a year is enough."

You are quite self-disciplined???
Amr Hussein looked at him puzzledly: "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Ian chuckled, "I want to interview Bin Laden! Can you help me connect with him?"

Amr Hussain was stunned.

What is God's requirement for this?

Ian Carr nodded confidently: "This year he's traveling with Saddam Hussein, next year he'll be drinking and chatting with Bin Laden. Ian Carr, the eternal god-level news creator!"

Amr Hussein cried out: "No! This is impossible! You betrayed Saddam, they won't believe you!"

"That's because I have never been his ally, but I am your ally!" Ian said leisurely.

He patted Amr Hussein on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You still have a year to prepare."

………………

The next day.

Video of the Williamsburg Hotel shooting has finally been released.

Although they already knew the plot, countless people were excited to finally be able to see the scenes.

Watching the thrilling car chase scenes, gunfights, and Saddam's figure vaguely visible through the clean rear window of the car, countless people were excited.

"This is the best news I've ever seen!"

"Isn't the best news the day Saddam Hussein walked with us?"

"Idiot, it's all the same series, the Saddam series."

“This is Saddam’s year!”

"What a pity that the damned tyrant didn't stand trial."

People were talking about it, and at the same time they once again felt Ian Carr's heroic spirit in fighting Saddam.

"He actually rushed straight towards Saddam! A true warrior!"

"Idiot Saddam, his shooting skills are so bad that he couldn't even hit Ian."

“Man, you sound like you’re very dissatisfied with Ian Karl?”

"No, I just despise his shooting skills."

"This was the closest Ian Carr has ever been to death."

"Wasn't it on United Flight 77 that we came closest to death?"

"Isn't it true that traveling with Saddam Hussein brings you closest to death?"

"Well, Ian Carr has always been on the verge of death, but the miraculous thing is that he has never died."

"I think the most amazing thing is that as a billionaire, he still has the courage to fight for his life."

"It's really not easy."

“Not fearing death is a privilege of the poor, not of the rich.”

"So what is Ian Carr?"

"He considers himself a poor man!"

This last sentence is signed Ian Carr!
(End of this chapter)