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Chapter 370: Hands Up (Part II)


"Embarrassed your sister" The famous gentleman of the Lin family roared angrily into the phone: "Don't ignore me, tell you, my eldest brother is in the capital now, stay a while, show me the hand you voted for, raise it when you should raise it, don't raise it blindly when you shouldn't, otherwise beware of being cut off."

Because he was too afraid of Xu Le's relationship, even though the other party had already been determined to be an imperial person, Lin Douhai still only dared to stay on the S3 planet honestly, tired of seeing the beautiful girls at the Flowing Fire Festival, and tired of eating the local specialty zongzi.

Now that even such a second-generation disciple who is known for his incompetence and stupidity has begun to take action, and can find someone in the parliament hill that he can try to control, then one can imagine what kind of momentum will be caused when those seven families are fully mobilized today.

Leonardo da Vinci's wheelchair was pushed onto the podium, the whispers of the Parliament Hill came and went, the staff members ran with grim expressions, and the parliamentarians had shocked and mixed expressions, all because of these phone calls from behind the shadows.

However, this is not enough, at least not enough to determine the direction of the parliament.

After the midterm elections, the Pabul political faction gained a huge vote power advantage on the parliamentary hill, and it was on this advantage that the federal political axe passed relevant bills in succession to crack down on the opposition.

If the Seven Masters were able to control Parliament Hill, then why did they remain silent for so long, and why did Tai Zhiyuan's first impeachment motion fail to even pass the first reading of the procedure The councillors in the seats bowed their heads and discussed with their peers, some with nervous expressions, some with indifferent expressions, and some with complicated expressions.

At this time, in the office of the governor of Qixia Prefecture, Mr.

Governor, who had a gloomy expression, dialed a phone number and said in a tough tone: "Papaisi is just your statement, yes, Qixia Prefecture has always been very supportive of His Excellency the President, but from now on it will no longer support it." ” "Congressman Shao, you should understand very well that without the support of Qixia Prefecture, how could you be elected as a federal councillor as the representative of Qixia Prefecture in the Federal Management Council, and you must faithfully fulfill the wishes of the people of your state."

"How determined I am" Mr.

Governor said in a deep voice, "Raise your head and look at the wheelchair on the stage, where is my son, and he is right in front of you." ” "Regarding the national security bill, I ask you on behalf of Qixia Prefecture to ask you to vote against it.

No, it's not enough, there's nothing to get back my son's legs, he's such a good young man."

When Mr.

Governor heard Congressman Shao's inquiry, he saw the bloody picture of his son on the front line of the Ink Flower Planet, being chased and killed by federal forces, and then having his legs blown off by that bomb, and shouted like an enraged lion: "I want you to raise your hands and impeach that damn shoe polish president" In the office of the chairman of a large pharmaceutical company in Hong Kong, the old former chairman looked at the letter left by his son, glanced at the picture on the TV news, and finally dialed the phone after a moment of silence, and said softly to the other side: "Councillor Scurry, my old friend, there's something I have to trouble you today, I know it's a bit excessive, but you should remember that I told you that Inuko was once a member of Group 7."

"He's fighting the political axe right now, and if the political axe wins, he'll have nothing but a dead end, so I want to ask for your help with our lifelong friendship."

In the Akiyama villa area, a noble lady sat on the bed with a cloak, surrounded by messy paper balls, and shouted into the phone: "If you still insist on any bullshit politics, I will ask my husband to stop all financial aid to your office, and your sister-in-law will never want to get another penny from me."

The noble lady wiped away the tears from her face fiercely, and said in a hateful voice: "Councilor Xun Yeyu, if this doesn't convince you, you can guess what even more crazy things a desperate mother who has lost her only son will do."

The first wave of intensive telephone offensive on Parliament Hill ended, and there was silence for the time being, and when the relevant questioning stage was about to be carried out, no one expected that the dense telephone ringing would ring again, and this time it was the turn of those neutral parliamentarians and even Papai parliamentarians whose faces became extremely complicated or ugly.

Half an hour later.

President Pabul was silently watching the vote on Parliament Hill in his official residence at this time, and when he saw that the homeland security bill had not passed the first reading, and when he heard the report of his subordinates, he remembered what the faint worry he felt when he talked to Du Shaoqing.

He remembered an incident from that year.

Through the documentary produced by the Venus Documentary Factory, the Federation met seven groups.

In everyone's impression, it was a brave and united fighting collective, and each member of the team was the bravest warrior, but under the cover of those glorious deeds, people have long forgotten that not every member of the seven groups was so fierce and unparalleled from the beginning.

In the 68th year of the Xian calendar, in addition to the small number of veteran members, the new members who were added to the seventh group from the Hong Kong Metropolitan Garrison District did not have the current calm and resolute temperament at all, they were arrogant, weak and cowardly, they were outright useless old soldiers, and they were a group of waste-like gentlemen.

Why is it that because the parents of the more than 100 members of the Seven Group are powerful people from all over the Federation, and their families have always occupied certain positions in the upper class of the Federation, they themselves are waste.

Time is like countless veils, filtering a lot of past images, including the political axe and the military, everyone only remembers the strength of the seven team members, but forgets that they have the same strong family background The parents of the team members who were able to have wealth and power in the Federation naturally did not care about moral responsibility and loyalty, but as the years passed, they began to understand and be proud of the pride of the youth, and after receiving the news of their son's death on the front, they were bitter and sad but did not regret it.

It wasn't until they discovered the dark shadows behind this incident that these local forces, who had been neutral and silent, and even faintly inclined to political axes, began to spare no effort under the influence of extreme anger.

Naturally, they were far less powerful than the Seven Families, but they and the circles they lived in were the cornerstone of the upper class of the Federation, a dense web of countless regions and industries.

If we still remember the 68th year of the Xian calendar, which shook the Parliament Hill and even silenced the political axe, we can probably understand the power of the collective anger of such a class.

As the saying goes: when everyone raises their hands, the waves start howling.

To be continued: