America 1982

Under the leadership of Martin, Tommy walked into the tattoo studio where various tattoo manuscripts and finished photos were pasted. After entering, even Martin couldn't help but wave his hand on his nose a few times: "God, this is The smell of hemp is strong enough for the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration to complete a year's worth of drug seizures, how high are you?"

The mixed-race tattoo apprentice who was responsible for guarding the store grinned with rotten teeth and shook the hand-rolled cigarette in his hand at Martin: "Florida needs inspiration, art needs inspiration, and inspiration needs this thing~"

Martin ignored the guy who was obviously already high. He led Tommy straight to the operation room at the back. When he opened the door, Tommy saw Jeff, whom he hadn't seen for many days, lying quietly in a pair of boxer briefs. On the tattoo chair, he let the tattoo artist work on his broad back.

In addition to the tattoo artist and Jeff, there was also a black man in the room who was dressed like a girl.

"You took the money I earned from selling my body and donated it to Jeff to help Jeff hire a man who looks like a sissy to be his overall stylist during the campaign? We want to package him as a tough guy. , not packaged as a cowherd." The first time Tommy saw this black man, he understood why Jessica, a traditional woman who rarely directly uses discriminatory words to describe others, chose to use the word sissy. Describe the other person.

The black man in front of him, about thirty years old, had a bald head and a burgundy round brim. He was wearing a black and white T-shirt that looked like a Dalmatian, tight denim shorts, casual sandals, and a black jacket tied around his waist. , the skirt hangs between her legs, looking like she is wearing a black short skirt.

"90% of the women in Florida are not as charming and feminine as this nigger man. This has proven his ability. When he goes to those gay bars to borrow the bathroom, he has to have four bodyguards outside to protect him, otherwise he will die there. After being beaten by the club, he also bought a sky-high insurance policy for his butt." Martin was obviously very familiar with the other party, and introduced to Tommy:

"Marcus Landry, who won the Florida Most Photogenic Mr. Beauty Competition at the age of 22, is now a stylist and has helped design the overall packaging for many local Florida singers' music videos, as well as a He has his own styling studio, and among black people, he is definitely young and promising, only slightly inferior to me."

Martin likes to exaggerate when he speaks, but Tommy feels that these words are not exaggerated. This black man is at least 1.9 meters tall, but you just can't describe him as tall, but as tall, with a tall figure and delicate facial features. Three-dimensional, even if Tommy is resistant to the gay community and black people in his heart, he must admit that this beautiful nigger and gay man with a male and female appearance is definitely the Marilyn Monroe in the eyes of gay men.

"This is my boss Tommy," Martin said to the gay man named Marcus.

Marcus was obviously a little dissatisfied with what Tommy had just said. He frowned slightly and looked at Tommy, then motioned Tommy to look at Jeff on the tattoo chair, and said with disgust: "Jeff - from the Raven family. The patriotic tough guy design, the veteran tough guy tattoos on his body, and his clothes were all designed by me, a sissy man.”

Tommy took a closer look at Jeff, who was lying on his back without any reaction, and waited until he could see the tattoo on this guy's body clearly: "Wow, I take back what I just said, Marcus, you are so fucking hard. To express my apology, I will Introduce you to a friend named Jason, and maybe you can cure his Marcus syndrome, and he can pay you a fortune for it."

On Jeff's broad back, there is a tattoo of an upright M4A1 rifle. The muzzle of the rifle is inserted into a pair of U.S. Army boots. An Army helmet and a soldier's tag hang on the butt. This is obviously a soldier's grave.

On both sides of the boots, squatting are two lifelike American bully dogs with fierce expressions. Above the dogs is a short handwritten English sentence: "A veteran will never die, he will only kill those who want this country to die!"

Both arms are already covered with tattoos of American eagles and skulls representing leadership, red poppies representing commemoration of comrades who died in battle, pierced hearts, naked women, photos of wife Jessica and other military groups. Common tattoo designs.

"Just looking at these tattoos, I really don't believe that Jeff is just helping the military band move instruments in the Florida National Guard. These tattoos look like a killing machine trained by elite special forces." Tommy nodded with admiration. Then he asked Marcus: "Jeff is not bad either. He can still sleep even though the tattoo hurts so much. This shows that he is a tough guy at heart."

"It took enough anesthetic to knock down an elephant to make him close his wailing mouth and fall asleep. Sir, didn't you see that the color of these tattoos is very light? That's because the pores have shrunk due to the anesthetic. There's no way to absorb the ink... The pattern on this guy's body is the worst work of my career. I will never admit that this pile of shit was tattooed by me." The tattoo artist spit out the butt of his hand-rolled cigarette, raised his head and said to Tommy:

"This guy is as soft as the silicone ones on my commonly used inflatable dolls."

Tommy sighed, changed the subject, and asked Martin: "Okay, when will Silicone Naiko Jeff's first party nomination speech be?"

The first intra-party nomination speech is an internal primary election held by the Democratic Party in the 18th district. We listen to the speeches of the candidates and vote. The number of votes obtained by these candidates in the party is calculated. Basically, the first nomination speech is over. In the end, except for the top two, no matter how many candidates there are, there will be no chance. Because of the subsequent election process, the Democratic Party’s 18th District Committee will only focus on the top two, and in the subsequent elections In the second round of party nomination speeches, we began to decide which one of them to fully support based on the interests of the party and the abilities of the candidates, and persuade the other party to call on their supporters to support their opponents instead, integrating all forces to ensure that they can Unite against the Republican candidates who have been selected in the same way.

Of course, lower-ranked candidates can also continue to participate in the second round of elections within the party, but basically speaking, they have no chance of winning if they lose the support of the party's resources.

"Five days later." Martin said to Tommy: "There are a total of 24,886 registered Democrats in the 18th district. Excluding those who are unable to attend due to various reasons, there will be about 22,000 When Democrats participate in the primary nomination voting, the team has calculated that they must get at least 5,500 party nomination votes before they have a chance to get second place among the nine candidates. Several current simulation data show that, Jeff's best result was fourth place, with 1,800 votes. His racist campaign slogans were ostracized by the Democratic Party because the Democratic Party Committee of the 18th District believed that Rosario Kennedy was a Cuban. A woman can win over the support of Cuban voters in the district, and her image can also improve the stereotypical conservative image of the Democratic Party among Cubans."

"Before the primary election, we need to help Jeff build momentum." Tommy held his chin and looked at Jeff, who was still asleep, and said.

Martin has learned a lot about the election industry in the past two weeks. At this time, he followed Tommy's train of thought and said: "Inform those veterans to hold an amazing pre-primary rally? But the party's nomination primaries, these ordinary people's rallies It’s of little significance and unlikely to sway decisions within the Democratic Party.”

"Aren't we going to arrange for Jessica to be slightly injured in a traffic accident? Let's change the script and put the rally before the primary on Coral Road in South Miami. Let Jeff and his whole family attend together and choose a good venue." Tang Mi was silent for more than ten seconds, raised his head and said to Martin:

“I’ll pay BT’s local franchise station to broadcast live for me, and if I want them to spread the video to all BT’s franchise stations in the United States, I don’t care if BT charges 200,000 or 300,000. Pay them, and I will make sure all BT affiliates in the US air Black News Today's special coverage of the rally."

"You want to clean up that political money, Boss?" Martin asked Tommy in a low voice after listening to Tommy's words.

Coral Road in Miami's South District, next to Little Havana, is where many middle- and lower-class Jews gather. Martin doesn't think Jews will support Jeff because there is a Democratic candidate who claims to be of Jewish descent, so it is possible that his boss's The real idea is to donate the money donated by the cult church to Jeff's campaign committee, and then use Martin to pay BT TV advertising fees to successfully clean it up.

"No, I want to verify how influential BT TV station is after it has been in operation for so long. And I think Jews should also hate Cubans." Tommy rubbed Martin's head lovingly like a pet: "Call Page and ask him to come see me. I miss him a little after not seeing him for so long."

…

As night fell, Tommy sat at the head table at Jeff's house. Jeff, Jessica, Gina and Jeff's four children, Zach's two best friends Zach and Alan, Martin, Marcus, on the other hand, was like a devout believer beside Jesus, sitting on either side of the dining table.

Tommy cut off a piece of beef that still contained hemoglobin with a dining knife, then inserted it into his mouth and chewed it: "When I was in Tallahassee, someone taught me how to eat steak like this. He said, medium rare." Although steaks are tougher than medium-rare steaks and are not conducive to digestion, you can enjoy the bloody deliciousness. The most important thing is that you will always enjoy food faster than a fool who only eats medium-rare steaks."

"If I were him, I would just hold the butt of a live cow and chew it down." Allen, Jeff's smart best friend, said.

"Shut up, Allen, the point of this sentence is to eat meat faster than others! Not to eat the butt of a cow! Damn it, it's a miracle that Jesus didn't go crazy when he came to Florida to preach." Tommy swallowed the food, He cursed at Allen, then looked at Jeff who was grinning because of Allen's words and said:

"From today on, don't let me see that stupid smile on your face again, Jeff! Think of something angry! For example, you are carrying the dreams of countless veterans, countless people like you and me. The veteran is waiting for your redemption! Don’t fucking laugh again!”

Jeff was born with a fierce expression. As long as this guy kept his face tight and didn't smile, shaved his head, took off his shirt, and rode a Harley on the street, even the police would definitely want to stay away from him, and everyone would think of him. That tough white gang guy.

But the problem is, this guy likes to laugh, and when he smiles, Tommy is reminded of an emoticon he often saw on social media in his previous life, the one in the Rampage comics that used Yao Ming's face with Director Jin's smile. No matter how fierce it is, His facial features, coupled with that smile, also make people feel that Jeff is harmless.

"Three days later, two days before the party's primary nomination for nomination, I want your whole family to go to Coral Street in the South District to hold a rally. I won't let the veterans help you rush to stand and cheer, so there may be a crowd at the beginning of the rally. It's very deserted because all the people living there are Jews. Don't expect them to give Jeff the same enthusiasm as when he preaches to the veterans, but I guarantee that as long as Jeff speaks according to the speech script that Martin et al. gave you, he will slowly attract Jews. Attention, Jessica, you don't have to pretend to be sick. You, Jeff, and the four children are here together. Gina, when you leave with Marcus later, he will change your clothes. Martin will give you some precautions. , you successfully hooked up a Jewish boyfriend in a South District bar within three days, do you understand? It doesn’t matter whether he is impotent or whether he is good in bed, the most important thing is that he is a Jew, and then three days later, Take that idiot to the rally site, and by then..."

Before Tommy could finish speaking, the door to Jeff's house was pushed open forcefully from the outside, and an angry-looking Stephen Penn appeared outside:

"F*ckYou! Tommy! What the fuck did you do! Why did you force the best show producer in my company to go back to Los Angeles to see a psychiatrist? Can't you just follow the fucking script? My company's No. 1 This is a big production, and now we are in a state of panic just because we selected three groups of idiots like you!"

Stephen cursed and walked in, followed by his assistant and bodyguard. Stephen walked to the refrigerator without anyone else and opened it. He took out a can of beer from it, opened it, took a few gulps, and then tried to take a deep breath to calm down his anger. , turned his head and looked at Tommy, who was continuing to enjoy the food with his back turned:

"You three are my best brothers, I trust you, and then what? That idiot Jason opened a prostitute training school with the gimmick of pulling a cock camera! More than a hundred Korean illegal immigrant women are in Saramento , using the money he earned from selling himself hard to pay a high price to his crazy girlfriend, just to learn how to better please the big dick of an American man!"

"My best friend in the Order of the Phoenix, Belt, that idiot is even more exaggerated. He called a few Stanford classmates in Little River City, Washington, and started an unscrupulous funeral training business and a fucking greenhouse planting training business. Train the nearby gangs in British Columbia, Canada, and local gang members in Washington State on funeral and corpse disposal knowledge, and teach those stupid gangsters how to use greenhouses to grow nettle plants in the winter!"

"Those gangsters who are engaged in smuggling business on the US-Canada border sent various subordinates to learn from him how to calmly complete the dissection, embalming, and pollution-free destruction of a corpse outdoors or in a poor medical environment. Even in New York and The Boston gangs all sent members to Washington State to learn how to build greenhouses from his training company, just so that they could continue to grow hemp in the New York winter... The business has been open for a month, the FBI, the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration, and the Washington State Police , CIA, and the Canadian Interpol Central Bureau almost lined up to arrange undercover agents in his company. As a result, this idiot sold himself to the above law enforcement agencies and actively asked to be their informant. He also acted as an informant for these agencies. Obtain the right of informant protection and enjoy the personal protection of an agent, while continuing his training business and earning training fees from those gangsters, because the right of informant protection ensures that his income will not be confiscated."

"But none of them are as bad as you. You disgust me the most, Tommy. That's why I flew over here non-stop after listening to Nick's report." Stephen walked to Tommy with a beer in his hand and glared condescendingly. he:

"He said that in order to raise money for this poor fool named Jeff, you raped at least dozens of harem members of the cult leader from at least seven churches. Each one of them was beautiful and extremely obedient to the leader's words. Some of them were mothers and daughters. , some are sisters, some are mother-daughter sisters.”

Everyone else was still stunned by Stephen's sudden arrival and what he said just now, but Tommy continued to put beef into his mouth as if he hadn't seen him: "Speak to the point, idiot*."

Stephen put his hand on Tommy's shoulder: "Take me to raise money again and I will forgive you for changing my script, poor guy! My family and I have donated money to the Democratic Party for so many years, and we have never enjoyed this Indecent treatment!”

"Wait a minute, you are Jewish, right?" Tommy seemed to suddenly react and raised his head to look at Stephen.

Stephen looked back at Tommy suspiciously: "In front of you, I feel that I am not worthy of this title. If Germany continues to massacre the Jews and the Nazis don't put you into the incinerator before me, I will question whether there is a shady conspiracy."

"No, you are. So, if you want a woman in the past two days, you can only rape her." After Tommy finished speaking, he looked at Gina who was eating:

"Gina, let me introduce you. This is Stephen, your boyfriend for the next three days. If you have the ability to conceive his child within three days, I guarantee that you will never have to worry about not being able to find a job in your life. Worry."