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Chen Hao leaned back on the wicker chair, took a leisurely sip of tea, and asked Donald, "What are your thoughts after becoming president?"

Donald took a deep breath and decided to show off his cards, saying, "Chen, I won't hide it from you, I want country M to continue to be great."

Chen Hao was not surprised at all.

Everyone has ideals.

Tonard is no exception.

The daughter is Chen Hao’s woman.

The precious granddaughter is Chen Hao’s daughter.

This is Tonnard's confidence for the showdown.

But even so, facing Chen Hao, who was smiling but not smiling, he crossed his hands on his lap, looking uneasy.

"Let M country continue to be great..."

Chen Hao smiled.

The inertia of the development of the times is really great. After so many years of his influence, Townnard still has such an idea.

"Chen, I hope you can let China and Country M compete fairly." Donald almost begged Chen Hao.

Members of both houses of Congress, the financial and business circles, and even some important figures in the military and political circles were more or less at the mercy of Chen Hao.

If Chen Hao is playing dirty tricks, let alone getting unanimous approval from both parties, there will be strong opposition even within the "Xiang Party".

"When countries fight against each other, they often use unscrupulous means, so we Chinese people still have some bottom line and shame."

Chen Hao's smile disappeared and he stared at Tonard.

Tonard became increasingly uneasy.

Chen Hao added: "As for the urinary nature of you M country people, you should know better than me."

"Chen, I just ask you not to restrict me within country M. In return, I will ask Washington to stop funding support for certain organizations."

Tonard hopes for as much internal unity as possible.

Internal unity is the prerequisite for realizing his ideals.

Chen Hao was not very interested in Tonard's return and said casually: "What you call some organizations are just setting the pace in public opinion and fighting cognitive warfare to disgust the Chinese people. They have very little actual destructive power. , and my internal influence on you is enough to make you, the president, miserable, such as serious internal strife between the donkey and elephant factions, turmoil in the financial sector, the stock market plummeting, and banks constantly closing."

"Chen...I..."

Tonard didn't know what to say for a moment.

If Chen Hao didn't agree to his request and asked him to be obedient, he would have no choice but to obey without being able to resist.

"Although it is a very bad deal, you are my woman's father and my daughter's grandfather. I promise you."

Chen Hao smiled.

Tonynard, who had given up hope, was stunned.

"Drink tea."

Chen Hao greeted Tannard with a smile.

"Chen, you are so great. You are my noble person before, now and in the future." Donald was so excited that he held Chen Hao's hand with his big hands.

"I promise you, it's not entirely because of the relationship between you and me."

Chen Hao looked at Tonard with a playful smile.

"And why?"

Tonard asked subconsciously.

"I want you, and all the people of Country M, to be convinced of your defeat!" Chen Hao said, finally bursting with pride.

Donald felt Chen Hao's confidence and pride, and his heart was filled with ups and downs.

Chen Hao.

The person he admires most.

Finally, he had a chance to compete with him. No matter he won or lost, he had no regrets in his life.

Street intersection.

A convoy of dozens of Mercedes-Benz G-cars was stopped by SWAT, and more than a hundred men in black got out of the car.

These men in black have strong movements and are more imposing than the special agents guarding the streets and the SWAT armed to the teeth.

"Father, these people are like military masters who have been tempered by bullets and bullets." Lin Teng leaned close to Lin Zhen and whispered.

Lin Zhen nodded in agreement and was shocked.

Although the Dragon Alliance has 300,000 members, it is difficult to find so many well-trained masters at once.

What's the origin?

Lin Zhen was curious.

"Dad, are these people here for Chen Fei?" Lin Xiaoxiao was worried.

"possible."

Lin Teng interjected.

Chen Xiaozi is so powerful, but he lives in Chinatown, runs a small bar in a low-key manner, and most likely avoids enemies or powerful enemies.

"uncertain."

Lin Zhen thought for a while and then said to his daughter: "Even if it's for him, he's so powerful in martial arts, he should be fine."

Lin Xiaoxiao recalled Chen Hao's fierce side in the banquet hall, and felt a little more at ease.

Bar staff going to work also gathered at the street corner.

"The dragon is here!"

"Xiaolong, what's wrong with you?"

The bar staff were either surprised or surprised when they saw Xiaolong limping toward them, being supported by his girlfriend.

Everyone rushed to greet him.

"Something happened, I got hurt."

Xiaolong responded vaguely to a group of colleagues.

I originally thought that he would not be killed by the Gambino family and would have to go to jail for intentional homicide, but he spent two days safely.

The Gambino family, the police, seemed to completely ignore him.

"The injuries are serious. Have you called the police?"

"What happened?"

"If you are injured, rest for a few more days."

Everyone, you speak my word.

"It's okay, what's going on?" Xiaolong changed the subject, looking at the special agents and SWAT guarding the street, and at the dozens of Mercedes-Benz Gs and hundreds of cold men in black parked on one side of the road.

"I don't know."

"I guess something big happened."

"New York City rarely closes roads unless the president is traveling."

Xiaolong listened to the discussions among his colleagues and was even more worried about his boss. He caught a glimpse of the Lin family of three surrounded by more than a dozen people not far away, and asked his girlfriend to help him over.

"Mr. Lin, Miss Lin, if you hadn't saved me, I would have..."

Xiaolong thanked Lin Zhenlin and smiled.

"The person you should thank most is your boss." Lin Zhen's words were profound.

"My boss……"

Xiaolong didn't understand what Lin Zhen meant.

At this time, another long motorcade arrived, all black Mercedes-Benz cars.

The convoy stopped in the middle of the road.

More than a hundred people got off the bus.

These people are also wearing black clothes, but they are not as neatly dressed as the black people standing next to the Big G motorcade.

"People from Tamron."

Lin Zhen and Lin Teng said in unison.

The two recognized the unruly man leading them.

Liu Meng, chairman of Tenglong Company, king of the European underground world.

"Why is he here?"

Lin Zhen murmured silently.

"Could it be that Liu Meng is also here for Mr. Chen?" Lin Teng was amused and decided that the person who came was evil and that he was in for a good show.

No wonder Mr. Chen is hiding in Chinatown, New York City.

When you are in trouble with so many terrifying forces, no matter how powerful your martial arts is, the odds are against you.

Are you here for the boss?

Xiaolong was shocked after hearing what Lin Teng said.

Not long after, the third convoy appeared. It was not as large and domineering as the first two convoys, with more than ten cars and thirty or forty people.

The leader is the old man, the current head of the Gambino family, and the recognized godfather of many powerful and famous people in New City.

"This……"

Lin Zhen's expression changed continuously, and he couldn't imagine what this was going on.

"Father, all the heavyweight members of the Gambino family are here, and the other two groups must also be enemies of Mr. Chen."

Lin Teng asserted, quite excited.

Jealousy made Lin Teng forget that his adoptive father Lin Zhen was almost sent to prison by Cali, who was in charge of the daily affairs of the Gambino family.

Lin Zhen's expression became solemn.