"Mr. Jun is a man of integrity. As soon as he comes to power, he will crack down on corrupt and bribed officials. How can such a aboveboard president not have eyes and let him die in an air crash?"

"Yes, there's never been a scandal. A clean and honest president is the gospel of our Far East. God, why are you so unfair?"

"Nothing will happen! I won't believe it until the death list is released. Our president will be fine! It will be all right! "

In the next few hours, people spontaneously took to the streets and went to Xiehe square in front of the parliament building of Tianchang City, lighting candles and praying lights in order to pray for the general public.

The manga air crash shocked the whole world. Countries from all over the world are paying close attention to this extraordinary air crash. The leaders of North America, Western Europe, Russia and other major powers have all expressed their high concern about this incident.

But the most depressing thing is that junlintian and his entourage, and everyone's Twitter account, have not moved since the crash.

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in the official residence of the Minister of Commerce, Mu Qian watched the TV news calmly. The death of both his eldest daughter and the president was not a good thing for him, because it meant that Yan Tengjiao would grow up in the future.

Ye Zhilan is the happiest person at the moment. His neck is still wrapped with streptomycin gauze, which is used to treat plague. He is sitting on the sofa and laughing happily.

"Ha ha ha, that's great, Luoshi. We're both happy when the bitch is dead. Fortunately, you didn't go, or you'll be the one who died! What's more, your cousin is about to become president, ha ha...

Mu Qian stares at Ye Zhilan. Yan Tengjiao takes over the provisional president. She is more happy than the first lady.

Muroshi was half happy and half lost. The happy thing was that mu Ningfu finally died. What was lost was that junlintian also died.

And inside the vice president's residence, there is an irrepressible jubilation.

"Ha ha, Lao Yan, you have been waiting for the presidency for 20 years, and you are finally going to get it." Mrs. Yan, with her coffee in her hand, sat on the carved high back sofa chair in the living room. She said with a voice of jewel and elegance.

Yan Shanshan, lying on the back of her aunt's high back chair, also said with a smile, "king Lin died young in the year of Tianying. The country can't be without a monarch for a day. Tomorrow, she urges the Senate and the house of representatives to put the appointment of the eldest uncle's interim president on the agenda."

"It's not so fast." Yan Tengjiao explained to his niece with a smile, "it's still necessary to wait until the bodies and lists of the victims are confirmed."

It means to make sure that Junlin is innocent and dead.

When the whole family was happy and smiling, the gate of the gate was knocked open. Yan wennuan stood at the door with his suitcase and red eyes.

As far away as North America, Yan wennuan, who was filming with injuries, still had obvious scars on his forehead. Hearing the sad news of Jun Lintian's death, he left for his country in a hurry.

"Dad, there are a few words I want to talk to you alone!" Yan Jiao's eyes were red and swollen.

"Wait for me in the study." Yan Tengjiao said calmly to his daughter.

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in the study.

"It was you and the people from South Burma who did the crash." Yan wennuan cried and directly questioned Yan Tengjiao, "you arranged for your brother to be hospitalized with minor injuries in advance, so as to avoid the incident of boarding with the entourage?"

"I don't have it. It's all arranged by the South Burmese military's yew Yiu Chung Ka."

What Yan Tengjiao said is also true.

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