Super Trick or Treat System

"It's like being in Ireland. Keeping excellence in America. They will tell you everything. Then you tell your friends. Want more buttons?"

As promised, Li Huai was fed, spoken, and then released.

Early the next morning, after having coffee with him in the Cavalier Restaurant, he returned to the golf course. Aris went with him with a frugal mood.

A glimpse of the plan obtained from .&. is being put into practice. Rayleigh Street provides a dividing line between the Raleigh Country Club and the Gum Factory and has now been converted into a middle road.

The troops stringed colorful flags on the south side of the street and set up stalls. Hector's soldiers obviously breathed a sigh of relief and realized that the battle was psychological, not physical, and they hurriedly prepared rival attractions for them. More and more people crowded the center of Riley Street. Some people wear buttons. Some people wore other buttons, which were twice as large as the original, and also had a smiling photo of Hector I. Some people wear it.

The sun is shining, but the air is slightly cool. As a result, one of the most popular stalls was on the Hector side of the street, where the cheeky McPherson presented seemingly inexhaustible hand warmers. Shamelessly urge everyone to take two, one in each pocket, and throw a few handfuls of bubble gum.

Two of Hector's men put up a ladder and hung a banner across the two storefronts. It said with high feet: a superior kingdom, a rich land.

A group of troubleshooters observed, then rushed out, and brushes and paint reappeared. They modified a billboard to read in two-foot-tall letters: American Superior, Freedom House.

Vendors on both sides rushed to deliver hot dogs, boiled ears of corn, steaming coffee, hot chocolate, candy bars and popcorn.

"There is a wise man." pointed out a sign of the territory. It said "" in a vacant store. The senator’s personnel have set up tables and chairs inside, and they have lined up.

Obviously, there was a strong complaint that was one of the first to be registered because a man was motivated to take action. He ran out of the store, and a few minutes later the sign painter started working again. Their new banner was hung in the sun to dry, proclaiming: Airship Mail.

Below, it says in lowercase letters: How long have you heard from my dear people on earth? Will carry your letter and small package. Direct daily contact with the U.S. Postal Service.

"You must admire them," Aris said. "They are truly organized."

Li Badi said, "One is as bad as the other." To be fair, he was eating Hector's hot dogs and drinking coffee. "Did you notice the gun in the window upstairs?"

"No. You mean on the side of the Senator?"

"Both. Don't stare."

"I see it now. Do you see any Gizil sticks? Did Hector use it on his body?"

"No. Just regular old rifles and shotguns. We hope no one can start anything."

"Look," Aris said, grabbing Li Baian's arm. "Didn't Ed Clark enter?"

"Of course it is. I want to collect material for another powerful editorial."

But within a few minutes, Clark's visit ignited another event. Two of them rushed out of the renovated store and rushed to the country club. They returned with the senator himself, and the senator made his first appearance.

The bold man strode along halfway, wearing his soft aviator helmet, his goggles raised his forehead, and the silk scarf flying behind him. A group of young boys followed him, imitating his confident walk, occasionally scrambling for the buttons he threw at them. The senator entered the grapple room.

Aris said: "It looks like Ed interviewed this great man."

"You didn't talk to Clark about our conversation with Gizl, did you?"

Aris said: "I did mention it to him." "Is that bad?"

"I would say no half an hour ago. Now I'm not sure."

The speaker's platform has been set up on the side of the senator, and can now be canned, but a sensational band music is emitted from the speakers. Come out and install the platform. A large group of people are waiting for him.

Raised his hands as if he was still turbulent. The music disappeared and the talk was gone.

"My good friend and American," the senator began.

Then, the hectorite sound equipment started to catch fire directly across the street. As workers began to build competitor's speaker platforms, the hammering sound exacerbated the interference. Then, the music on the north side of Riley Street turned into a triumphal parade, and Hector I entered his ranks.

Speak stubbornly. From time to time, I heard a sentence from Li Huaien. "...Reunion with the United States... ends this non-American, this literal division..."

But many people in the crowd turned to watch Hector, who was wearing his robe, magnificent and enthusiastic.

Hector said: "My superiors, loyal subjects, I warn you not to listen to this outsider who has been involved in our affairs." "What can he offer your king did not provide? You have security and an inexhaustible supply of food. , Especially independence!"

Increased his volume and flourished:

"Ah, but you must be independent, my friend? Ask your puppet king who provides this food and at what price? How does its safety do you think your whip passes through the atmosphere like a guided missile? You are in the Atlantic Ocean Who knew that the control device might disintegrate in a few seconds and pour us all into ice water?"

Hector pushed his crown back over his head, as if it were a Derby hat. "Who is asking the senator here? Let me remind you that he doesn't even represent our former Ohio representative. I emphasize the former Ohio. We all know he is a political adventurer, but he has never tried to interfere in American affairs. . Another country!"

Sebred said: "And you know places outside Western Europe." "Eastern Europe and Russia. Atheism, communist red Russia. Is that where you want to fall? Because that's where you want to be in Hector Sivik The so-called place to advance under the leadership. King Hector declared himself himself. Let me remind you, my friends, if the Soviet Russians hate anything other than democracy, it is the monarchy! I don’t want to consider if you come. Kremlin, what will your chance be. Remember what they did to the Tsar."

Then Senator Bobby Seybird played his trump card:

"But, my poor poor friends, there is a worse possibility. That was what made the creature behind Hector Sivik decide to go home-and into outer space. Hector told you Are these creatures? He didn’t. Did he tell? Are you an alien from another planet? He didn’t see-creatures like kangaroos, for their own evil purposes, made Hector what he is today Look like.

"But, my friends, these are not cute and harmless kangaroos all over the land of our friendly ally Australia. No. These are clever aliens. These things are not useful to us at all, and they secretly Stole American territory and is now delinking from it."

There was a murmur from the crowd. They looked up at Hector. His speech was almost over. He seemed unsure of how to answer.

"Yes, my friends," continued, "you may be wondering how your destiny will be affected by the crazy former mayor. A few thousand feet above the sea level will run out of air. Then, You will truly get rid of the beautiful America of the past, because you will suffocate to death. That is my friends,"

Someone shot at the Senator at that time. It missed him and broke the second window behind it.

Immediately, the man behind the window smashed the rest of the glass, then jumped over the crowd and fired at the street.

People screamed and ran away. Li Bai grabbed Aris and withdrew her from the fire zone. They looked back from the back of the truck. The truck had been distributing hot buttered popcorn until a minute ago.

Aris said: "The hostilities seem to have begun." She smiled nervously. "I guess it's my rudeness to Ed Clark."

Li Badi said: "This is bound to happen sooner or later." "I hope no one gets hurt."

Obviously, He has no such intention. They both climbed down from the platform and disappeared. Most of them escaped and headed east towards the town center, but a few people like He just hid, waiting for what would happen next.

The sporadic shooting continued. Then, focusing on shooting from the Senator's side, a dozen or more soldiers quickly rushed across the road and rushed to the shops and buildings on the north side. A few minutes later, under another protective explosion, they returned to the prisoner.

"Smooth," Li Bad said. "Hector was defeated."

"I want to know why the boys didn't help him."

The speakers are lifelike. "Attention!" it sounded in the senator's voice. "Anyone who lays down their weapons will behave safely and enter the free side of Riley Street. Don't sacrifice your life for the dictator. Go back to Americanism and common sense." After a pause, the voice increased: "No revenge."

The shooting stopped.

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