Early the next morning, the embassy issued an emergency notice, asking everyone to try not to go out on the streets, saying that there had been a lot of trouble recently, so as not to hurt innocent people.
These things don't matter to Zhao Wuji at all.
Everything was sorted out by himself.
If there is anything to worry about, the meeting should be able to stop it.
The only thing left is to kill Wolf.
As long as Wolf is killed, his own affairs will be considered.
Once that's done, there's no need to pretend to be someone else, and you can go back.
After breakfast, Zhao Wuji and Lin Yu got in the car, put on simple makeup and dressed up as hip-hop people.
Zhao Wuji wore casual clothes, with a hat on top of his clothes, which he put directly on his head and a vest underneath.
A pair of jeans with several holes and a pair of canvas shoes make him look like a young hooligan who just came out to hang out.
Lin Yu was not much better.
With a fiery red wig, bright red leather jacket, tight pants, and high boots, she looked like a little girl no matter how she looked.
The two looked at each other and smiled, started the car and left.
Twenty minutes later, the two arrived near the Pentagon Palace Square.
They saw the darkness in front of them and people everywhere.
They knew that Johnson was starting to make big moves again.
After parking the car, the two came on foot and saw the scene.
Standing in front of a live TV truck, a beautiful blonde reporter was talking excitedly to the camera.
Behind the reporter, there were crowds of people coming from all directions.
Many people drove over in tattered cars with unknown things in the cars.
The people who jumped out of the car were all muscular, with turbans tied on their heads, tattoos exposed, and explosions.
His muscles are quite scary, and at first glance he looks like someone out for fun.
At this time, the two saw a large number of young people appearing at another street corner.
They were organized in an orderly manner, shouting slogans and holding flags.
They came slowly, but they gave people a solemn feeling, like a mountain pressing down on them.
Because they were students, these people did not mess around when they came to the square.
Instead, they gathered together and protested loudly.
They held banners with slogans such as "Give me back my human rights and class equality" written on them.
The scene was very lively.
There were definitely no less than 3,000 people present, many of whom came with this group of students.
Reporters from various countries' media were like sharks that smelled blood, looking for interview targets everywhere.
At this time, groups of people appeared one after another from other places, wearing various and extremely weird clothes.
At first glance, it was obvious that they were young hooligans who were out to hang out, and they were not yet upscale.
When these people arrived, they were not eager to cause trouble, but A bunch of people gathered together, smoking cigarettes, some holding video cameras and playing loud music.
Many people danced to the music, laughed and played, which was incompatible with the solemn atmosphere created by the student army.
The law enforcement officers were facing a formidable enemy and formed three lines of defense to stand guard.
No one dared to be careless.
They also prepared many water cannons.
As long as someone caused trouble, high-pressure water cannons would be used to deal with them immediately.
Appropriate violence is both possible and necessary.
Of course, there are also many celebrities in society who are shouting and calling, hoping that all parties will exercise restraint and remain calm.
Problems should be solved through dialogue instead of violence.
Unfortunately, these celebrities are all rich and those who come are poor. , who listens?
For hundreds of years, who has listened to the voices of the poor?
Never before have people been so released and happy as now, forcing celebrities to come out to smooth things over.
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What an exciting thing.
Johnson, who was hiding in the distance and commanding, was also very touched.
Whoever said that the poor were not strong enough was because they were not united and had no one to lead them before.
If anyone dares to say this now, Johnson will be the first to chop him.
This is the best way to stir up racial conflicts.
Why didn’t I think of that before?
Shaking his head and throwing away those unrealistic things, Johnson said to his confidants: "It's almost time, let the brothers make trouble."
After several phone calls were made to the confidants, the crowds in the Pentagon Palace Square immediately became excited.
A large number of unemployed youths, gang members, students, workers, businessmen and other people from the industry began to take action.
Everyone shouted slogans and marched towards the Pentagon Palace.
The slogans were loudly shouted.
Tianxiang, "Oppose class discrimination and give me back my human rights."
In the office of the Presidential Palace of the Pentagon Palace, the president was roaring to a group of capable officers, "What on earth is going on?
You are all dumb.
You are all industry elites.
Look, look out the window, those are all..."
These people are ordinary people, and we are forced to be helpless by a group of ordinary people.
It is a shame, it is your shame, and it is also my shame. " Everyone was silent and lowered their heads.
No one dared to breathe loudly.
It was a shame.
The social elite was forced to do nothing by a group of people at the bottom of society.
It was really shameful.
"Mr.
President, according to our intelligence and on-site analysis, this should be an organized riot," Wolf had to say a few words.
He has the lowest official rank here and is in charge of national security.
He doesn't Come out and say who?
"It's too early to draw the conclusion about the riot.
I think this is a political premeditation.
What kind of class discrimination has been going on for hundreds of years?
Why did it happen at this critical moment?
Don't you think your conclusion is too simple?"
Is that enough?”
The Secretary of State didn’t give any face and directly contradicted him.
"Could it be caused by the opposition party?"
the senior adviser to the Presidential Office next to him asked cautiously.
"It's not impossible.
The next presidential election is still half a year away.
Don't you think it's better to say that my conclusion has no evidence?"
the Secretary of State looked at the senior consultant coldly and said.
The Secretary of State was a soldier and had a murderous spirit.
He looked down upon people who were hesitant in speaking and doing things.
This so-called senior counselor didn't take into account his words, so he naturally pushed back without hesitation.
"Well, it's not unreasonable," the president said, "but those are things that have happened or will be dealt with in the future.
This incident must be eliminated now and immediately.
I don't like to see bloodshed, and I don't want to see it.
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Violent conflict."
"Secretary of State, Mr.
Powell, you are solely responsible for handling this matter.
All law enforcement personnel are under your unified command and deployment.
Mr.
Wolf, I hope you will put the overall situation first, cooperate with this operation, and provide detailed intelligence work and special matters."
Process and so on."
The president began to issue orders.
After the order was given, everyone dispersed and arranged their arrangements separately.
It must be said that the country's violent machine is still very powerful.
The high-pressure water cannon is no joke.
Within five meters, the whole person can fly several meters away.
It is definitely a great weapon to quell riots.
As soon as the two sides clashed, more than a dozen high-pressure water cannons sprayed randomly at the crowd, knocking down dozens of people.
Everyone was crowded together.
The target was too big and there was nothing they could do.
As a precaution, neither the police nor the army dispatched this time carried guns, lest if the conflict escalated and the guns were robbed, it would be a big joke.
Zhao Wuji was enjoying the farce with relish.
When he saw the stalemate confrontation between the two sides, he thought it would take some time to break through the defense line.
Suddenly he saw a large group of people rushing out from nowhere, holding sticks, machetes, etc. in their hands.
He greets the strong police officers, and they are not soft-hearted at all, they are all veterans.
The police did not expect that these troublemakers would actually use weapons.
Cold weapons are also weapons.
The police were angry and fired tear gas canisters to make people faint.
Then they cleared the area with high-pressure water cannons and swept people away several meters away.
Now it's okay, the matter has become a big deal, and it's like a hornet's nest.
The students did not see the gangsters using knives, but saw the police using tear gas.
There was no human rights for the injured.
After all, there were only a dozen The gangster used his weapon and did not attract any attention in the crowd of more than 2,000 people.
A large number of enthusiastic students rushed forward, not caring about the police's shields and batons.
They hit them if they jumped at them, and bit them if they couldn't be hit.
Anyway, if you don't make it easy for me, I won't make it easy for you either.
You have hurt my black brothers. , we will hurt you policemen, a typical desperate play style.
Looking at the scene that was getting more and more intense, Zhao Wuji knew that most of the things were done and it was time to add the final spark.
After watching for a while, he lost interest in continuing to watch.
Zhao Wuji pulled Lin Yu into the car and prepared to drive around.
Let's see if we can find Wolf and sort out our own affairs.
Unfortunately, Zao Wuji searched for a long time without finding any valuable target.
Just as he was about to find a place to have lunch, he received a call from Johnson and made an appointment to meet at the French restaurant last time.
When Zhao Wuji rushed over, he happened to see several waiters and foremans greeting him at the door.
It was very grand.
When they saw Zhao Wuji, they all shouted respectfully: "Hello, boss."
Unexpectedly, the matter would be settled so quickly.
Zhao Wuji once again admired Rex's vigorous actions and strong power.
The Mafia was not a small gang like Johnson, but an elite that had penetrated into various industries. , especially within the national political system, there are many people and high status.
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They have already left the primary stage of the underworld and no longer need to fight and kill.
The fate of life is really hard to explain.
One day ago, I was eating here and was insulted as a freeloader.
Now I am fine.
I have become one of the shareholders of the restaurant and I can eat as much as I want.
The meeting place was in a private room.
After some polite remarks, Johnson went straight to the topic, "Mr.
Zhao, the boss has been worried about a lot of things recently.
I can't come to congratulate you in person.
Let me bring you a message.
Come and sit down with me when you have time." ” Taking advantage of others' mercy, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with Lao Lei?"
"What else could there be?
The Pentagon Palace has become such a mess, don't you know?"
Johnson looked at Zhao Wuji in confusion, wondering what the other party was up to.
"What does this have to do with Lao Lei?"
Zhao Wuji was very surprised.
"On the surface, it doesn't matter, but behind the scenes it's different.
The boss hopes that the eldest son can run for president.
Everything is ready.
I didn't expect this to happen.
I don't know if it's good or bad.
It's hard to evaluate now.
I’m having a headache.”
"What's there to worry about?"
Zhao Wuji didn't expect that Lao Lei's son would run for president.
This was good news.
He might be able to cooperate with him, so he couldn't help but think about it.
Johnson didn't know what Zhao Wuji had in mind, so he pushed the relevant procedures to Zhao Wuki, as long as Zhao Wuki signed it.
Zhao Wuki couldn't understand it, so he pushed the document to Lin Yu.
Lin Yu read it quickly and nodded, indicating that it was okay.
Zao Wuji picked up the pen and swiped twice.
After signing, Johnson said that he needed to go back and resume his life immediately, so that Zhao Wuki could sit down.
Zhao Wuji promised to be soft on others.
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