I ran for president with scumbag money

Duman was pushed forward by a gun, and Lancer kept touching the back of his head with the muzzle of the gun.

They walked through the dark alleys, and the surrounding buildings were buried in the shadows, feeling like they were about to collapse. They were all dilapidated monsters, and there were all kinds of figures swaying in the stomachs of these monsters.

Stray animals, vagrants, with red eyes, holding needles, or lying half dead on the ground, or looking out from broken windows with vigilant and dangerous eyes.

There were also people rummaging through the trash cans, and they ignored the guns.

Duman wrinkled his nose from the perennial stench here, he knew the horrible smell, he knew these stinking and rotten people, he thought he would never again...

"Upstairs!" Lancer ordered.

Duman climbed upstairs and was roughly pushed into the room by Lancer, which was full of dust and stains.

"It's all because of you, these people, these buildings, everything here, because of you and your drugs," Lancer told him.

Despite the gun to his head, Duman smiled contemptuously.

"Of course I know. What do you want to get, what should you sacrifice?" He squinted at Lancer, thinking to himself, "What do you want?"

"No no no no no no..."

Ever since he heard from Leon that he was going to State E, Charles waved Ben like a fully charged doll.

They were all sitting outside Lusa's hospital room, Oscar, Charles, James, Binny and Leon, when was the last time the five of them got together neatly?Leon couldn't remember anymore.

"Is it necessary to oppose so fiercely?" Leon wondered.

"Yes, State E is dangerous, really dangerous." Charles insisted.

"I don't understand, how do you know? In my opinion, there is not much news about it on the Internet." Leon said blankly.

"In my opinion, this is the scariest place, Boss." James held a bottle of fruit milk and stuck the straw in ("What is your mental age?" Oscar was staring at him.), "People Everyone knows that there is a storm in E-state, but no one knows what happened in E-state, not even the Internet can do anything about it.”

"Can you stop talking? I'm the one collecting information." Charles looked at him resentfully.

"Oh, so you are doing this in the team." Leon suddenly realized, facing Charles' speechless and sad eyes, he flinched and defended himself, "I just didn't want to understand."

"Jesus," cried Charles, "I've been working for you from summer to early winter, and you..."

"Why do you object?" Leon hurriedly turned his gaze to James, "I thought you were, you know, the most adventurous?"

"The most deadly." Oscar "kindly" translated.

"Hey!" James raised his foot to kick him, but put his foot down cowardly under the menacing eyes of the other party, "I value the life of the boss, okay? Especially when you see him driving a super chariot on the interstate highway After going up."

"It means," Leon blinked, "you finally feel that we are our own people?"

"Since you let me do a 'part-time job', we are our own people." James sucked the fruit milk and said happily, "Oh, speaking of part-time jobs, do you know that Domon is still trying to occupy your contribution in state B? ?”

Leon didn't bother to ask "who is that" because he still remembered.

Domon is a candidate for state B. After Frank's uncle Belk was blown into a ball of fire, he took over the work of fighting for public opinion in state B.It's Leon's competitor.

"What does that have to do with your 'part-time job'?" he asked.

"We'll see," James replied vaguely.

Leon couldn't help noticing that Binny was still silent. After they came out of the restaurant, the silence spread, until he drove Leon to the hospital, the silence was still not broken.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Leon stood up abruptly and walked outside.

Moreover, he could split the bet with himself without looking back, and Binny was following up.

He walked to the smoking area in the safe passage, turned around, and sure enough, a black-haired young man was standing behind him.

Leon took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Binny handed over the lighter.

"So, what do you think?" Leon asked.

Binny looked at him strangely: "I thought we already had a consensus."

"Consensus?" Leon frowned: Why didn't he know?

"I'm coming with you," Binny said, "to E State, right?"

"Kroy said, I can only go alone."

"That's Roy," Binny reminded him, "Roy Erwin, since he's using my surname, he has to follow my rules, or I'll deprive him of his inheritance."

Leon stayed for a while before realizing what Binny was playing. He couldn't help biting his lip with a smile: "He's not your son."

"He didn't say that when he used my last name," Binny muttered, flushing a little, obviously embarrassed by his joke.

"Okay, okay," Leon bit his lip and twisted his smile, repeating the joke, "Let's go to E State to visit your son together."

Binny and him looked at each other for a moment, and said, "If you let this joke go, our trip to E State may cause a public relations crisis."

Leon laughed.

"Yes," he said, biting the butt of his cigarette, "maybe Roy will kill us. He could do anything to kill us."

Leon tried to recall Roy, the strange thing was that he really couldn't recall the feeling of seeing that child for the first time, he only felt that Roy was much younger than him, or maybe not that much younger at all.

"He started later than me, but he is already the representative of State E." Unknowingly, Leon had already said this idea, "And I have just started."

Although Leon never thought of comparing himself with anyone, the fact that "someone is better than him" does cause some depression.

"You're going to take State A and State B in one go," Binny said, "and pass it right away. You know it's not a consolation."

"Yeah, anyway," Leon looked at the posters on the wall and made a grimace, "I don't know what I can do other than campaigning."

Before crossing over to this world, he was at the stage of his life called "wandering". Graduation was just around the corner, and his classmates went their separate ways. It seemed that everyone had a future, but he was the only one left in the mist. There was no movement for a long time.

"Are you ok?"

When Leon came back to his senses, Binny was staring at him with concern, his tone full of worry.

"I... just, as long as I can change this country, it really doesn't matter to me who is the president, do you believe it?" Looking into his eyes, Leon said involuntarily.

Binny was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I believe it."

"So," Leon twitched his lips, "in case I'm finished one day, I mean, it's very possible, since our goals are getting bigger and bigger, it's very likely that I will die in an assassination or On what—"

"State E is not the [-]th floor of hell," Binny broke him off, and said, "I'm with you."

"Thank you very much," Leon continued, saluting him, "but what I want to say is that at that time, one of you can continue to run, using the resources I left behind."

"Suppose one of us dies and the other one continues to fight?"

"Hey! I don't like changing the question to this way." Leon said hastily.

"We can protect ourselves, and we can protect each other, and if the enemy is tough, we have friends," Binny said steadily, "You can't just assume 'if you die,' something will happen to either of us, you ask I don't take your...death as a reason to give up, and I would have asked you to do the same."

Leon thought for a moment, nodded, and said slowly: "You think fairly."

Binny looked in along the corridor, and said for a moment: "Besides, we have a team."

Their team mates call in takeout, and despite the distance from Ben, the two can be sure that Oscar and James are grabbing some sauce box while kicking each other's Cokes.

"A team whose average age is less than five years old." He added worriedly.

Leon was overjoyed.

"I'll add some mature adults to the team as soon as possible," he said. "We don't know what Rusa thinks about it yet."

"You think she's okay?" Binny chose his words carefully.

"I think she's quite capable." Leon knew what he was worried about.

In fact, this is also what he is worried about.

His blue eyes sharpened in thought.

Suddenly, Binny took the cigarette from his fingers and put it between his lips.

"You forgot to 'share'." He turned his head and said vaguely.

"Yes, I forgot." Leon's face became hot, and he turned his head away.

"If you want to kiss me, you really don't need to use such a stupid..."

This thought made Leon shudder, the kind that trembled from head to toe.

Binny must have noticed something was wrong with him.Binny is best at seeing small things.

But now he didn't even ask Leon "what's the matter", making Leon even have no reason to reveal something.

"Because no one will be distracted by his assistant when he is busy with his career." Leon reminded himself.

Maybe some people can do both, but Leon is pretty sure he can only process one line in his head, and he still needs to clean up his "notorious" past with Hines in the campaign, and produce a real relationship between non-heterosexuals. No, no help at all.

What's more, emotions can crack rationality, and even if they do start something, the impulse caused by too much dopamine mixed with strong hormones has the opportunity to destroy everything at any time.

He was even thinking about why the system hadn't come out to interfere with all of this. It once opposed the opening of this emotional line so violently, but now there is no movement. Is it dead?

Leon didn't know whether to look forward to the system's "sudden death" or to resent the system for not coming out to disrupt the situation.

The cigarette passed between them, getting shorter and shorter, and finally, Leon snuffed it out before finishing it.

"I want to taste the sauce they are robbing." He explained his behavior, "I am sure that it must be a good thing that can make James have the courage to share with Oscar."

"Um, yeah." Binny agreed unnecessarily.

They left Oscar to look after Lusha who was hospitalized, and when Earth Fire and the others came back, this nursing task would be over, never thinking that James would also ask to stay, Leon had no choice but to let him go.

"I really want to stay in a hotel at the entrance." Leon yawned, "I have to use a matchstick to prop up my eyelids."

They all know that economic strength does not allow it.

At this time, Charles said in time: "Meera said that she can provide us with a residence in State B."

"Thank goodness." Leon said sincerely.

He climbed into the back seat of the car and was plunged into darkness and gloom.

When Charles pulled over, he was pretty sure someone had picked him up and carried him into the house, and he could hear a slight laugh from someone next to him, but he really didn't want to open his eyes.

Leon sank into the soft bed, using a sleep to relieve the intense drowsiness.Then he woke up and found himself in a strange bedroom, lying on a white and blue bed sheet. The only thing that could prove that this was a lady's bedroom was the large teddy bear next to the pillow.

With only his motorcycle jacket and overcoat off, his clothes rumpled, he walked out of the bedroom to meet James, barefoot, standing in the open kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator.

"This is Meera's house." Leon reminded him dully.

"Whatever she wants us to do." James glanced at him and handed him a box of yogurt. "Have a bite?"

"What flavor?"

"Yellow peach."

"Thanks." Leon took it and lifted the lid.

"You woke up just in time," James said, eyes that had grown too big from staying up all night shining brightly under the glasses, "and you didn't miss the early morning duel between Oscar and the Dark God."

"He's not the God of Darkness," Leon had already corrected James' misunderstanding to the point of annoyance, "Excuse me, you can call him Mickey Mouse Bunny or something next time—wait a minute, what did you just say? "

"Do you know that there is an independent gym in this house?" James led the way, gnawing on a sausage, "They want to consecrate it with each other's blood."

"what?"

"It's easy to tell who is the murderous devil in our team."

"Ow?"

As soon as James finished speaking, Leon found that the room they walked into was the gymnasium, a large floor in the middle was covered with cushions, Binny and Oscar were both wearing sportswear, standing at a distance.Leon was relieved that they were all wearing protective gear.

The so-called "duel" is definitely James talking nonsense again.

Leon had hardly seen Binny fight, but he had already experienced Oscar's high martial arts skills. It just so happened that the two fought back and forth. Compared with fighting, it was more like exercising. A morning exercise.

"I don't believe the country at all." Leon said depressedly, "Why don't we both wash this place with blood?"

James narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The meaning of the gym to me is that it is separated after paying. What I want to show you is this."

He took out the laptop and computer from the cushion piled next to him, sat on the cushion, put the computer on his lap and separated it: "Before we came back, Lusha gave us a good thing, this USB flash drive, she got it from Edson Loot obtained."

"How is she?" Leon pulled out the cushion and sat next to him.

"After the stitches, she cried like a miscarriage, but it was almost the same. The doctor said she was exercising too much." James said, "Her left hand probably needs a long time of rehabilitation."

"She's right-handed, right?"

"Yes. This is the main reason why she chose to hurt her left hand."

James manipulated the computer, separated the memory of the USB flash drive, and the tables were displayed one by one. Leon held his breath unconsciously: "Could it be that you are..."

"It would be strange if they didn't come to hunt her down." James said enthusiastically, "This is the ledger, which is obviously written in code. Although I haven't cracked it yet, these codes, these numbers, really, she brought back. Something out of the ordinary."

"I should have stayed and thanked her in person."

"There is still a chance." James said casually. "The problem is, I can see that these ledgers are incomplete. The owner of the USB flash drive originally divided the calculations to transfer the contents. Do you understand? Copy them into the computer and delete them at the same time. Lusha unplugged them." It caused the process to be interrupted, but half of the ledger in the memory has disappeared."

There was a crashing sound.

Leon looked over and found that it was Oscar who pressed Binny on the mat. Binny struggled to turn over, but Oscar was so strong that he restrained him firmly, and sweat slid down his forehead to his chin, dripping.

He turned his gaze, looked at James, and sighed: "Okay, okay, half of the ledger is gone, we can still use it? If we can crack it, or Edson desperately wants it."

"I'm working hard." James shrugged, "Just reporting the situation, boss."

Leon looked at him, not sure if he was... Is this James trying to get a compliment from him?

"You are doing well." Leon tried to say.

James laughed: "Give me more bonuses."

"Absolutely."

Seeing that James had already clenched his fist, Leon also clenched his fist and collided with his fist in mid-air.

"You know, there may be a name on it called Kelly," Leon said suddenly, "Hynes' stepmother. I'm pretty sure there is a deal between her and Doman, or Traver."

"Even so, she's not worth your trouble." James waved the sausage disapprovingly, "When we eliminate the big shots, she will be swept away as cannon fodder."

"Cannon fodder?" Leon repeated amusedly.I don't know what Kelly will think when she hears this definition of her.

The original owner had been avoiding Kelly all the time, being angry with her, thinking that she was difficult to defeat, but in fact, Leon didn't even need to face her directly, and had already destroyed what she had used to do evil for a long time.

There was another sound.

Leon turned his head and saw Oscar clutching his throat and took a step back, while Binny jumped up, announcing that he had successfully broken free.

"You cut his throat!" James said excitedly as if Christmas had come early.

"I was just relaxing for a while." Oscar said arrogantly.

"It's still a hit!"

"I should make you a normal breakfast." Binny said disapprovingly, looking from the yogurt to the sausage.

"Not long ago you were eating fried chicken takeaway with us," this time it was Leon's turn to protest, "Did I say not long ago? It was actually yesterday!"

"I signed up for the health club 5 minutes ago." Binny said, raising his hand in response to James' high five.

"This is Oscar's hand." James said in awe.

"There is no 'split'," Oscar corrected. "Again, this is a friendly match, and I released enough water to fill the Pacific Ocean."

They argued noisily, over breakfast, over morning exercise, until Binny announced that Leon and he should go to the airport.

At this time, there were still seven hours before Leon was shot in State E, and his life and death were unknown.