8pm is a good time for many Americans to sit down and have dinner together. But today, most Americans gave up this perhaps the most comfortable leisure time of the day, turned on the TV, and watched the Senate hijacking case being broadcast on almost every TV station.
Huang Xuan handed the button that Nick made to bin Laden and said with a smile: "I guess you must regret that you didn't have the opportunity to press the button yourself during 911. But then again, why don't you want to blow up the Capitol Hill and the World Trade Center? Too many people died."
Bin Laden took it over without refuting, looked at Huang Xuanda unhappily and said, "Is that okay?"
"That's it."
Huang Xuan had just finished speaking, but before he could retract the last syllable, Bin Laden pressed the button lightly, and Rachel turned into a big torch.
He threw the remote control away and said, "I don't regret it at all."
There was a two-second delay on each major channel, and various exclamations were heard. The hosts showed countless gestures. Some lost their voices in pain, some covered their faces and cried, some glared and cursed, and some were dumbfounded. Of…
In the White House, Tenet, who was discussing the development of the situation with Bush, seemed to have been hit by a bomb in an instant. He was speechless for a long time, and there was silence in the Oval Office.
"We are going to carry it out to the end." Bush said without thinking, then stood up and said, "Go to Capitol Hill."
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On Capitol Hill, the crowd was agitated.
Not all the senators died, but Mitch survived. Only 6 senators died on the spot, some were injured to varying degrees, and a few more might die. This is related to the power of the bomb, and it has been decided long ago. If all the senators die, the Senate may temporarily fail, which they do not want to see. Huang Xuan needs the number of people for the Senate to reach a quorum and pass the bill.
Mitch only had a large tear on his left arm and a serious bruise on his chest, but his ribs were not broken - for a man in his 60s, he was lucky.
Standing in the ruins of the conference hall, Mickey climbed onto a big rock regardless of the red gauze, and passionately delivered a speech to the media from various countries: "The world's democracy has reached a moment of life and death. Terrorism has taken on a new meaning. They Their power is growing and their methods are increasing. We can no longer argue over small things and unite for common interests. Terrorists are not only enemies of the United States, but also enemies of the world and enemies of mankind. Their actions , will harm everyone's interests. Think about it, when the Capitol Hill is shrouded in smoke, where can we be safe again? Fighting to be wiped out by a bomb in the streets, at home, in the square, or at work is a fight for the right to live. In order to survive, we will not sit back and wait passively for terrorists to test their explosives. We. We will not be slaughtered by others. The United States will not be slaughtered by others. We must continue to survive and survive the difficulties. Today, we declare war on terrorism!”
Most of the world's major terrorist bosses were sitting in the base, listening to Mickey's speech for the first time, with translations in various languages. Antesa grinned and said, "Does he want to be a presidential candidate?"
"He has no chance." Bin Laden said decisively: "But the Republican Party still wants to stay in power."
Huang Xuan laughed knowingly. In the past few years, as long as the Republican Party used the "national security" card, it would be unfavorable in various elections. They took away the Democratic House of Representatives, took away the swing states, and allowed the idiot Bush to be re-elected - who could have imagined that Bush could be re-elected. However, in the face of the defeat in the mid-term elections, life for the Republican Party is becoming increasingly difficult. If the "national security" card completely fails, all members of the Republican Party will be severely damaged politically.
As a political veteran, Mickey's reaction was quick and shameless.
Bush timely cooperated with Mitch to deliver a speech, and quickly became the new focus of the media, but Huang Xuan had lost interest. He turned to the terrorist tycoons and said: "All of you can now remotely control your own organization, call, fax, etc. Yes, just pretend you are on vacation.”
"When can we leave?" someone asked immediately.
Huang Xuan smiled without saying a word, turned around and left, and said to Xiaohe: "Take my uncle and leave with me."
"Where are the other two?"
"Let them feel the breath of the world more." Huang Xuan said with a smirk on his face.
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After walking out of the plane passage, Zhang Si looked at the familiar world and felt extremely nervous. He kept stamping his feet and said, "Was it true just now? Was it true just now?"
Huang Xuan couldn't help but grabbed him and said, "Not just now, but a day ago. I told you not to step on it. There are my flower pots and cactus below."
Zhang Si jumped up again.
Huang Xuan walked around the backyard, waved Zhang Si off, and walked in through the front door again. As expected, Ruochan Meimei and Galadiya were both at home and watching the news.
"Have you heard? The U.S. Senate was bombed." Galadia's face looked like a normal Westerner's unbearable expression: "How could they do this..."
Huang Xuan touched his nose and changed the subject: "Where did Cai Yan go? And, Ruochan, don't you have to go to school today?"
"Cai Yan went to the Shanghai dock to urge the unloading of the grain we shipped. I skipped school. The teacher said that the class was over and now I have to review for the college entrance examination." When Ruochan said the word "truant", her eyes were filled with happiness. It seems that skipping school does make people happy.
Huang Xuan said in surprise: "Aren't you just a sophomore in high school? Have you finished the three years of classes?" He is the same age as Miss Ruochan, but two grades lower than her. Speaking of which, they are both people who have attended private schools, and their treatment is also different. .
Little Diao Meimei nodded heavily and said, "Auntie said there's no need to go later, let me do what I like."
"That's fine." Whether it's the Huang family or Ren Ruochan herself, college is not necessary.
Huang Xuan thought for a moment, coughed twice, sat next to Galadia and said, "Well, something happened in the end. I think you two might want to know and be mentally prepared."
Galadiya was also smart and looked directly at Huang Xuan and said: "Have you done something bad?"
Huang Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "I have done a lot of bad things. This time someone wanted to do bad things. You know, a spy."
"spy?"
"Someone wants to kill me, or more seriously, wants to destroy this plane. Do you already know about the plane?"
Both men nodded.
Huang Xuan considered the words and said: "The other party needs to know my specific information, so they sent some spies to our plane, basically on this planet, and I need to catch them."
Galadia glanced at the TV and said, "Then?"
Huang Xuan pouted and said: "Time is very urgent. I need help from the Americans, but you should know that they will not help just because I say so. Threats may be counterproductive, so I want to tie their interests together." … So, I called in some terrorist groups…”
"A terrorist attack?" Galadia asked, with a hesitant look on her face.
Ruochan Meimei was obviously a little confused. With her different cultural background, she did not feel that there would be any moral problems if dozens of "ministers" from other countries died.
Huang Xuan clarified: "Bin Laden did it."
"Isn't he dead?" Galadia was indeed attracted by the news about bin Laden.
Huang Xuan immediately turned on the energy screen and said: "This guy is here. He was originally in the mountainous area on the border of Pakistan and Afghanistan. I asked him to come out and carry out a relatively small attack. Lo and behold, the goal was achieved, except for a few fat-hearted people. Senator, the loss is not too great.”
Galadia tried to slow down her voice, trying to influence Huang Xuandao: "You will mess up the world."
"Bush has messed up the world." Huang Xuan shrugged: "If I don't do it, in another month, everyone can mess with their own God."
Galadia's Chinese proficiency is not good, and the word "fuck" is very meaningful. She blushed, but still objected: "I think there are other ways, it doesn't have to be so extreme."
Huang Xuan hadn't realized that his little girlfriend was an idealist, so he had to spread his hands and said: "Actually, I only thought of this. At least I rejected the proposal to blow up the Golden Gate Bridge. I must do something."
Galadia stopped talking, and Ruochan, the girl, persuaded her: "Everything you do will involve sacrifices, don't think about it so much. Sister Ya, teach me how to make cakes today."
Huang Xuan looked at Galadia with an apologetic smile. The name Sister Ya was quite interesting.
The two looked at each other and smiled. Galadia pouted and turned off the TV. She stood up and said, "Huang Xuan prepares the ingredients for us."
Huang Xuan immediately said: "I have the order."
In the evening, Zhang Xinyi and Huang Qunsheng returned home on time. They were both talking about the bombing on Capitol Hill in the United States. Huang Xuan was quiet and did not dare to speak. His parents were not as easy to coax as Galadia. At least his father would never agree with terrorism. behavior.
Cai Yan arrived home later and was stunned for a moment when she saw Huang Xuan. She knew Huang Xuan's plan, and Li Shenggang didn't dare to hide it from her. However, her way of thinking is obviously different from Galadia's, at least it can be seen from the admiration in her eyes. She has always liked bold moves.
Huang Xuan had an extremely difficult conversation with his parents. He had to express his condemnation of terrorism, but he also had to be careful not to condemn it too much, let alone get himself into trouble. The meal was very painful.
After the meal, while the nanny was clearing the table, Cai Yan whispered to Huang Xuan: "I have an idea, and I just take advantage of this opportunity."
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