I ran for president with scumbag money

"No, I can't hide it from Leon." Binny said stubbornly.

Allen folded his arms and rolled his eyes, showing an expression of "I really can't bear this guy", even if he acted like this, it didn't affect the visual effect he brought to people at all: "Why not? You It can be regarded as ignorance of this matter. You must make all of us embarrassing to be satisfied?!"

Binny shook his head.

"God," Allen said impatiently, smoothing his hair, "I don't even know how you found it, my fault, I should have hidden it, and you shouldn't have found it in the garage, okay? "

"That's not what you're wrong about. You should reflect on yourself," Binny snapped, his temples throbbing at the mention of the scene just now.

According to the positioning, he blocked Alan and Bud. The two were rolling into a ball on the back seat. Their shirts had been taken off, and Bud had even loosened his belt. It was obvious that Alan was almost going to fight Bud fell asleep.

Binny was standing outside the car door, knocking on the window, and when they turned their heads...

The scene was once extremely embarrassing.

"You found someone to take pictures of me?!" Bud reacted quickly and immediately pushed Alan away.

Allen hit his head on the roof of the car, panicked and angry, and retorted: "I didn't! What good does it do for me to stay in the union?"

Bud frantically tore off his clothes, and after seeing that Binny didn't have any shooting tools in his hands, his face looked better.

"Then is he here to catch/rape?"

Bud asked, his shame disappearing as he put his shirt back on.

"No." Allen was also busy getting dressed, and replied dryly, "I don't know him well."

"Oh," Bud narrowed his eyes and looked at Binny, and forced a smile, "I didn't offend you, brother, don't be so cold."

With that, he reached out to pat Binny on the shoulder in a friendly way, and Binny avoided the hand and suppressed the thought of hurting him.

Bud spread his hands, suppressed his smile, and said expressionlessly: "Then, see you tonight."

Allen's anger interrupted Binny's memory, and he shouted: "Of course I will reflect on why you appeared here! What about you? Should you reflect on your appearance at an inappropriate place and try to inform?"

He looked angrier than Binny, and stormed out of the garage.

Binny stopped him, Allen opened his hand, gritted his teeth, avoiding his sight, and said, "What are you doing?!"

"We don't do things like this," said Binny calmly. "I know you're getting mad, but we shouldn't be doing things like this."

"What do you think we should do? If we don't do it, Tex will do it. Do you think it's easy to bribe a hall official?" Allen crossed his arms, pinched his sleeves tightly with his fingers, tightly Sullenly, "You and... me, what leverage do you have to talk to them?"

"We're here to talk about justice and truth, and justice and truth shouldn't be used in this way—"

"Stupid!" Allen interrupted him irritably, his eyes sparkled with crystal light, "Stupid, my God! I thought you were the one who settled all the darkness behind Leon's back!"

"I……"

"Leon has nothing! One! Nothing! All! There is! No bargaining chip, no money, no consortium support, no armed force, only his fanatical confidence that doesn't know where it came from! And you actually listened to that set! "

"Stop!" Binny raised his voice. "If you don't believe this, why are you helping him, standing in his shoes, caring what he thinks?"

He grabbed Alan's shoulder with one hand and suppressed it for a long time before the angry young man who was as good as a lion stayed in place obediently.

"So that no one like me will appear in the future." Allen said, when his emotions were controlled, his lips trembled, and tears rolled in his eyes, "Do you understand? You are enough!"

But Alan knew in his heart that all this still stemmed from his confidence in Leon.

Both of them know.

Binny took the handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to him.

"We have to talk to Leon, (Alan struggled again after hearing this half sentence, Binny immediately added the next sentence) It is definitely not to sue you." He said, "It must be next, we must As if nothing happened, continue to negotiate with Bud and Traver about the conditions of the union, which is what we should do now."

"Fuck your uncle." Alan choked up, uttered a dirty word in a disastrous manner, and pressed the crumpled handkerchief to his eyes.

Binny thought he agreed.

E state.evening.partly cloudy.

When Binny and Allen were arguing in the parking lot of state A, Liman, who was in state E, moved towards the office with a serious expression on his face, knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in without waiting for notice, and said directly: "Lo Mr. Yi, you should go."

Behind the desk, Roy was sitting on a computer chair with wheels, his chest pressed against the back of the chair, turning in circles, holding the weapon being maintained in his hand, tilting his head innocently, staring at Liman with strange eyes, asking said, "Where are you going?"

"Today is Wednesday, you should greet the guests from the state hall and the wealthy families." Liman said patiently.

God knows why he took this.

At the beginning, his dream was to become a successful assistant, assisting an elegant and capable gentleman.

Now he doesn't want to take off his suit all the time, and poke the boss's eyes with different colors with a sharp knife.

Don't say he is violent, he has to be a native of E state, a former commando who has experienced battlefields and artillery fire, and has no pressure on bloody scenes.

Roy yawned, "I thought it was Friday."

"No, you just sent the boss of the SAAXI Group to prison yesterday, and you must entertain his son today, 'otherwise the prince will do unimaginable things'—your exact words." Liman half reminded and half mocked explain.

After killing Nathan at the airport and sending Leon a temporary charge that could not be cleared, Roy came to the lawless city of E State and found that everything here was very suitable for him.

He quickly became a duck to water here, first he joined one of the gangs, then killed the leader of this gang, then approached another gang, and finally swallowed it, and gradually merged the gangs. Choose the right way to develop.

In short, on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, he upholds justice for the common people, and on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, he hosts banquets to appease the descendants of the rich and powerful families who were angered by him during the "[-]th".

"SAAZI Group ("It's SAAXI, Boss." Riemann corrected.)...I remembered," Lowe straightened up and said with great interest, "did his son say something in the courtroom in bird language? Words? I don't understand."

"That's in O language." Liman corrected again, "He said in O language, 'I want to see who dares to deal with my father'."

"Yes, that's it." Roy laughed, and turned the chair around a little with his body, "Let's go and comfort him, maybe we need you to play with him all night."

"Thank you for being sensitive." Liman replied indifferently.

Before, he would panic when he said something like "I want you to accompany me in bed" for Roy. Later, he found that Roy only talked but didn't move, so he quickly adapted to the joke.

He also laughed for a while, but now he has no feeling for this sentence, and classifies it as "Lowy's boring cold joke".

"It's a good night for you." Having said that, Delroy still sat still and asked, "Did you invite the female singer?"

"Is Feifei? Yes, I invited her. Her appearance fee is very high, and she is from a foreign country, so..."

"How much?" Roy interrupted her.

"500 million." Liman replied.

"I just want her to show up at my banquet to toast, and she actually wants 500 million?" Roy said with wide eyes, dissatisfied.

"Thank you Feitian Ramen, you didn't let her sing a song, and singing her famous song will cost at least 400 million more." Liman taunted again, and then said seriously, "I don't know what you're thinking."

"What 'what was I thinking'?" Lowe asked innocently.

"500 million, you have emptied all the money in the account." Liman frowned, obviously disapproving, "And I still invite Feifei. Maybe she is the favorite of the prince of the SAAXI Group, but..."

"What? If I use 500 million to invite your idol Edith, you have no objection?" Roy said briskly.

The mention of the name made his teeth ache with pleasure.

From time to time, he likes to bring up keywords that show the presence of state A, as if extracting places that can be tasted from his own past at the same time.

But he doesn't mention his family.never.

"My idol has passed away, sir, please respect the deceased." Liman said with a cold face, "Besides, it is an insult to compare these two people. This is the worst time for Mr. Edith to be hacked!"

"Oh, come on, don't be prudish. I heard you call him 'Yi' in tears at his memorial meeting." Roy joked, successfully attracting Liman's glare.

"I didn't shed tears." Liman growled.

"Oh, so you're calling him by his nickname?" Roy laughed.

"Boring!" Liman turned his head away.

After being distracted, he never brought up the question of "why spend all the money to invite a singer".

"I just want to remind you," he said, "No one in E State likes that woman. It is true that you may be able to please the prince, but the consequences of offending the public..."

"Everyone? Including you?" Roy interrupted him again.

Liman closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he opened his eyes, took off his glasses, lifted his bangs on his forehead, and approached Roy to show him the wound on his forehead.

"Your eyes are brown and pure," Roy said, as if trying to divert his attention again.

But this time, Liman ignored him.

"See this wound?" he asked.

"Yes." Aware of the seriousness of the other party, Roy answered honestly.

"It was left on the battlefield," Liman said. "A bullet shattered the head of a comrade-in-arms, and the shrapnel left a gash on my forehead—and on my heart."

"The year of the riots in E state?" Lowy asked back.

"It was the year when Feifei's father ransacked all the finances of State E." Liman corrected him again, with a steady and professional voice.

E State is a city for Roy, which means it's troublesome and violent, like Batman's Gotham.

Its chaos comes from the utter insatiability of the needs of the populace, whose discontent and poverty grow in direct proportion to violence and bloodshed.

Once E State was planned and ready to be built, the Deputy Minister of Construction looked at the vast land of E State and slapped his head: "Hey, there are so many lands, instead of using them for urban construction, they should be used to build my family. "

So he ingeniously resold the land in the name of the government, sold the planned residential area and industrial area once, second, third, and N, signed contracts with many local companies in E state, and finally absconded with the money.

In country O, his daughter has already changed her nationality to welcome the arrival of this huge sum of money.

After this demonic operation was exposed, the entire E state fell into madness:

Good bosses hold the land contracts they bought with exhausted savings, but are told that these have no legal effect. Commoners use half of their life savings to pay the down payment of real estate contracts, but are told that they have no right to live.

Some people joked bitterly, jokingly saying that this minister has truly achieved "equal treatment of human rights" in terms of fraud. Whether it is a civilian or a boss, he has cut everything with the scythe of death.

"To plug this loophole, people started borrowing like crazy and couldn't make ends meet.

"You don't know, you can't even imagine what it was like: how many people went bankrupt, how many people committed suicide, how many people fell into crime, and in the end everything was messed up, students dropped out of class, staff didn't want to work.

"Many people in E state are no longer willing to be managed by the central government. 'Independence' and 'separation' are spread by those who want to. In order to stop those radicals, young people must join the army. Local people are exported to other states. Leaving their homes, as a result, the economy is even more sluggish.

"People lined up to receive relief food, adults and children knelt on the street begging, wives and children begged their husbands to take them to buy Yin. In the end, all this turned into an armed conflict.

"Laws and morals are gone, gangs and black forces are rising.

"When the chaos subsided, E State was ignored by the central government and allowed it to become a 'corner city'. As time went by, those things were forgotten, but I still remember them.

"Every line that the woman sang contained the mournful howl of the soul of E State,"

Liman let down her hair, eyes red with rage and grief, and complained: "I don't know how they can still listen, but here's the thing: she spent the money her father exploited and was still hot, fans They all hugged her."

"Oh my God," Roy patted the back of his hand and said happily, "You talk like a KB member, really like those dangerous people in B state who are killed for religion and drugs and giving up reproductive rights, you know B Is the state in a mess right now? I'll bet there's more than one person out there fishing in troubled waters."

What else do you expect?

It is not the shame engraved on one's own back, few people can empathize with it.

They would just say: Well, oh, that sounds painful, but it must be too much, right?stay strong.

Liman thought, and said bitterly: "I think I still..."

"Are you resigning?" Roy interrupted her.

"Yes, I'm here to..."

"Come on," Roy begged, "What about your legacy?"

"I believe someone else will help you." Liman said unmoved, "I want to help a person who agrees with the three views. You don't understand the history of E state and..."

"She just sang a song at the private banquet between me and the prince, and the people of E state will never find out that she came. There are also various security protocols. If she dies here, I will be held accountable by state O," Luo said. Yi explained, "So you see, State E has won."

"A victory that did her no harm?"

"Would you at least accompany me to one last banquet?"

"See how that woman is sought after? No."

"For the last time, I thought there was at least a friendship between us," Roy said sadly. "After all, without you, I don't even know how to tie a tie."

Liman pursed his lips tightly.

"A sense of responsibility, huh?" Roy opened his eyes wide, trying to squeeze out some tears to achieve the cuteness effect.

Liman nodded reluctantly.

"It's getting late," Roy stood up and said, "Let's go."

Liman followed him, and finally glanced at the newspaper on the table, which described the workers' rights movement in state A.

"Leon Morton." He took the name to heart.

He needs to know that in country X, there is at least one real guest who is really doing things.

then……

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