Chapter 1232

Jones and his whole group of little friends have milk is the mother's practice is hateful, Lin Tian is also lazy to care with them, as long as they can do things well, the other is just a small matter, as for, relying on Lin Tian's domineering spirit to accept them, it is only a fantasy.

Tang Ya looked on coldly as Jones and his gang left with thanks from Lian en, with an indescribable look of disdain. She said, "we should get ready, too."

Lin Tian nodded knowingly, took down his coat from the hanger and went out with Tang ya.

It's warm and cold in March. This season is also the most blooming day of cherry blossoms and the most intense day of the American election.

Wilson, the most vocal speaker, will hold a personal campaign speech on the Bank of tidal lake, the source of cherry blossoms in Washington, DC, which will also warm up the next campaign. Among the flowers, Wilson is also energetic.

Waves of tourists flock to the surrounding scenic spots, such as Capitol Hill, Lincoln Memorial Hall and diamond exhibition hall. This is also a place where Washington's political significance is far greater than that of scenic spots, and the best time to travel.

The stage of the election campaign has been set up, and the later work is gradually improving. Wilson is a Virgo who is extremely strict with details, which makes his staff work more carefully.

Not far from the campaign stage, a simple tent for rest was built, covering more than 50 square meters. It contained everything from makeup to rest area. Wilson sat in the rest area, smoking a Cuban cigar, with a slightly dignified look.

"Don't be nervous, old man. Everything will be fine." Although Cai Hongfu was sweating, he was comforted by Wilson's stern face and his lack of a professional smile,.

The flavor of tobacco, which is unique to Cuban cigars, is all around the rest area. As the cigarette ends go out, Wilson takes this opportunity to release his inner pressure. He takes a deep breath and spits it out. He thanks: "I don't worry. After so many years, life and death have long been ignored."

Cai Hongfu doesn't say much either. Most of the time, life and death are not terrible. What's terrible is that when we understand the dangerous situation, we have to wait to face it.

"Mr. Wilson, your inaugural speech will begin soon..." Linda, the office secretary, walks in from the outside with her high heels clicking.

Wilson clapped, his hand trembled. The ash from the Cuban cigar fell to the ground. Cai Hongfu patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll accompany you."

"You..." Wilson looked at him gratefully. He didn't expect that Cai Hongfu would be so generous.

Cai Hongfu laughed and said, "I'm an old man with no son or daughter. If there's any danger, I'll be the first one in front of you."

Wilson, knowing that he was comforting himself, warmed up and nodded.

Holding a pile of documents, Linda just arranged the strongest security forces outside, and arranged people for all the possible security dead spots. She could only do as much as she could.

Cai Hongfu put his arm around Wilson's shoulder and walked out laughing. The United States is an open country, and their intimacy has not aroused criticism from others. Wilson's Orthodox suit is covered with a black hairy windbreaker, which has a very similar style. He is tall and handsome.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, the reporters who had been waiting for him swarmed in. With the high head camera in his hand, he was shooting wildly at Wilson. The reporter was born for news. Wilson also made great efforts to conduct public relations with the news media in advance, and his role was suddenly highlighted.

Wilson has long been used to the flashing magnesium lamp. His vigorous and powerful steps are as calm and atmospheric as the stone features. Coupled with his unfathomable eyes, it is difficult for outsiders to understand anything from his face.

Just less than a minute ago, Wilson still relied on smoking a cigar to stabilize his mood. From this point, we can see that he is a mature politician. At any time, even in a mess, he can still be calm and calm.

When he came to the podium and looked at the crowd under the stage, he didn't feel nervous. He took advantage of the gap between his mouth and looked up at the blue sky. The weather was fine and the sun was bright. In addition to the occasional cold wind, the BBC bought out the right to live the speech, and sent helicopters for aerial photography.

Children playing with adults are holding colorful balloons in their hands, and cherry blossoms are blooming everywhere. Wilson has a panoramic view of all the beautiful sceneries, and does not forget to take a deep breath of the fresh and cold air.

Open your mouth and say to the public, "Hello, citizens of Washington! If there is anyone who doubts that everything is possible in America, who doubts that the dreams of America's founders are still alive in our time, and who questions the power of our democracy, tonight, these are the answers. This is the answer from an unprecedented queue of polling stations in schools and churches; It's the answer given by the voters who have been waiting for three or four hours. Many of them have voted for the first time in their lives, because they believe that this time will definitely be different. They think that their voice will make this election different from the past... "

This speech written in the hands of Vice President Wilson's gold medal team talks about democracy and freedom. Wilson also keenly captures the relationship between the two and incites voters to vote from time to time.

Of course, the purpose of this speech is to attract the Chinese in the United States to vote for him, and the biggest persuasive force of persuading the Chinese to vote is to vigorously promote the sale of traditional Chinese medicine in the American market.

Chinese people all have homesickness, and traditional Chinese medicine, which has a long history of thousands of years, is exactly where their Chinese national plot lies. This is also the starting point of Wilson, who is a Chinese expert. He also wants to win the favor of Chinese people by means of his flattering policy program, so as to succeed in one stroke and defeat President Michel, who has the title of King PK, in the general election.

The reason why Michel has the title of PK king is that he used his eloquence and the support of strong plutocrats. All those who competed with him were PK lost by him, and the result was so miserable that after he lasted for four years, only vice president Wilson dared to stand up for the presidency with him.

There was a little commotion under the stage, and Jones and his little friends got into the crowd.

"Is everything ready?" Jones was a little nervous before the action. He rubbed his hands and asked the shortest black boy nearest to him.

The little black man opened the zipper of Jack Jones's down jacket, opened his clothes with both hands, revealed the bottles and cans in his clothes, and showed off: "boss, don't worry. I'm ready for everything."

"You idiot, put it away for me, don't give me shame." Jones nervously swept around and saw that no one was looking at them. He was a little relieved. He did not forget to stare at the bold guy and said in a low voice, "do you want to kill us?"

The black boy laughed sheepishly. While no one was paying attention, he quickly divided the hanging things with the little friends around him. Soon after they got a share, they all looked at Jones.

Jones swallowed his saliva nervously, put on a masked handkerchief, raised his hand and said, "next, come with me, I'll count 1, 2, 3 and do it, OK?"

4、 Five people all stare big eyes to nod, from their facial expression see very nervous.

Jones and his gang are preparing to start. The killer hiding in the crowd slowly reaches into a zippered bag. She is wearing a black-and-white plaid coat and a golden wig. Judging from her appearance, the old woman in her fifties, standing not far from President Wilson, can't leave her eyes.

When he looked at feicuida's watch, his right hand, which had already been in his handbag, held the loaded bergenin in his hand, waiting for the time.

"Mr. vice president, I have something to say." As soon as the killer is ready to start, Lin Tian, who is hiding in the quiet crowd, raises his hand. Tang Ya turns around and looks at the killer who is preparing to start. They have an agreement in advance. Lin Tian attracts the vice president's attention, and then the killer starts.

Lin Tian catches Wilson's attention as promised. Tang Ya sees that the killer disguised as an old woman has already lit up the browning pistol. At the same time, she also looks up at several shadows standing in the Lincoln Memorial Hall. Although she can't see the real appearance from a distance, Tang Ya knows that Tu Hu and Xiao Hei are tied by Ke zhizong's hands, holding the gun against the back of her head.

Cai Hongfu, who was standing under the platform and promised to accompany Wilson through thick and thin, received a text message from Lin Tian on his mobile phone. He looked down and felt nervous. Although he had been preparing for a long time, he was still nervous when it came to the end.

"They're going to do it."

Cai Hongfu looked at these short words several times. He quickly recalled what Lin Tian had told him. He looked around the quiet crowd and murmured to himself, "it's time for something to happen."

Before the words were heard, there was a voice of protest in the crowd again. Jones held up the banner of anti Iraq war slogans which he had got from don't know how, and with his arms open, he protested loudly to Wilson on the stage: "I'm against it!"

Jones tried his best to shout, even over Wilson's speaker. Wilson stopped communicating with Lin Tian and turned his eyes to Jones. Others turned their heads to look at Jones.

Jones, who has become the focus of the public, can't take care of many things. Knowing that he is difficult to ride a tiger, he turns around and yells at his friends: "don't do it soon!"