I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1482: A long-planned murder

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In contrast to North America shrouded in darkness, small islands in the South Pacific are at daytime.

Indigenous people living here live a monotonous life day after day. In addition to dancing and mating around a campfire, they go fishing on a raft, or pick coconuts and dry them to make a cheese like cheese , But milk products much sweeter than cheese.

Tranpo has gradually become accustomed to life on the island.

Although there is no Twitter here, the pleasant scenery is not bad. The plane crash made him feel a lot, not only about life, but also about power, wealth, and family ... things that I didn't want to understand, now I want to understand.

He can probably guess what the crash was because of, why did he encounter it, and why did those people dare to do such a thing. He doesn't care about these now, he just hopes that those people will let his daughter go, and his Trangpu Group ...

And his social account.

As usual, thoroughly enter the customary Trang spectrum, wearing palm leaves, holding a big belly, and carrying the spear to patrol his territory. But at this moment, a string of froth suddenly burst into the calm sea.

I saw a submarine in the shape of a water drop, slowly floating up from the sea.

When I saw this strange-looking submarine, Trangpu's reddish-brown face suddenly turned white and stood there motionlessly.

Although I had a hunch, I didn't expect it to be so fast.

It ’s time to come, after all ...

......

On the small island near French Polynesia, Jiang Chen saw the Tran spectrum in palm leaves, and he almost didn't laugh. I do n’t know if it ’s because of his laughter or because he does n’t want to see him. In short, Trang has a face on his face, which looks like he is not very welcome.

Swoosh —

Several cold arrows flew across the sky.

The mosquito shoots like a wave of hand and knocks off the wooden arrow. Jiang Chen, wearing N-100 type power armor, reaches out and gently presses down on the indigenous rifles in Aisha ’s hand, jumping on the beach, Walked in the direction of Trang.

Sighing, Trombo smiled bitterly.

"Can't you let me go?"

"You know this is impossible." Jiang Chen shrugged, looked at Brien who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows, and said with interest, "It seems that there is an uninvited guest?" Is it your White House assistant? Or is the Air Force One flight attendant? "

"..." Trangpu spread his hands and said blankly, "Marshal of Trangpu Kingdom, heir to the next throne."

There was a hint of pleading in the voice.

Going to the side of Trangpu, Brien stared at Jiang Chen violently, the stone spear shaking dangerously. Although he knew that this thing was not useful at all, and could not even give him any sense of security, he was squeezed in his hands.

Although the Pacific Fleet was destroyed by the typhoon, his instincts told him that most of the 100,000 naval officers and soldiers buried in the belly of the fish were inseparable from the man in front of him.

Reminiscent of the continuous rainstorms in Colombia, a vocabulary that only exists in legends comes to his mind.

Meteorological weapons ...

This is sci-fi.

But when it comes to the holy shield carrying twelve round tridents, meteorological weapons do n’t seem too far from reality.

Jiang Chen thoughtfully looked at Trang Pu instead of the Brien who was wearing the same indigenous clothes.

Of course he can hear what he said.

It's nothing more than "I'm more than 70 years old. I was lucky enough to take back a life. I don't expect to live many years. I have no other pursuit. I just want to spend the rest of my life on this island, and the one next to me That too, he is the next king, can we spare our lives ... "

However, since he has been found here, Jiang Chen cannot promise him.

No one can guarantee that this island will never be discovered.

Leave the president who was supposed to die here as a hidden danger for the next step of the Xinghuan trade. So Aisha asked Jiang Chen if he wanted to deal with him.

"It doesn't matter if you think someone will take your place?" Jiang Chen asked thoughtfully.

"Take it, take all my things away, don't bother me again, I know I'm messed up, they are respectful in front of each other, and greet Yang Yang in the back," with a nearly self-abrupt tone , Trangpu said indifferently, "I know you want to laugh at me as a gunman, even though it's good to laugh. Now it's Mike Pence sitting in the presidency, you go to him. I have nothing now, you are completely Do n’t have to be my little ant ... "

"Are you sure?" interrupted Trangpu's arrogant speech, Jiang Chen said with a smile, "You also have your Trangpu Group, the most beautiful first lady in the United States, and your flowery daughter. Career, family, or your social account ... do you really think you have nothing but the position of the president? "

"What do you mean." Trangpu frowned.

“Literally,” Jiang Chen said lightly, walking next to Trangpu, “If I tell you now, once you give up everything, everything you have will be replaced by another person ... even So, are you still willing? "

"Oh, God ... You still deserve my poor legacy?" Trangpu couldn't believe it, but it was hard to pinch, and he said with a trembling voice, "My assets are not worth a fraction of you. , Why do n’t you just let me be here quietly ... "

"Because we need the name Trangpu," interrupting Trangpu's speech, Jiang Chen's mouth twitched a smile, and confessed his original plan slowly, "so we will make an identical Let ’s call it Trangpu No. 2. Believe me, with our technology, it ’s more than enough to do this. ”

"You demon." Brien squeezed out of his teeth, staring at Jiang Chen with fright and disbelief in his pupils.

He already guessed what Jiang Xing Trading intends to do from Jiang Chen's words.

"Well, I am a demon, what are you guys?"

Jiang Chen did n’t visit Brien at all, but said lightly, "Twelve tridents, ninety-six nuclear warheads. If you succeed, one million citizens of the new country, even seven thousand six hundred The American citizens stranded in the new country will be the victims of your hegemony. There is no international order in your eyes, and there is no such thing as humanism. So why do you accuse me of being hypocritical now? I ’ve done things to you in reverse. If I ’m a demon, please tell me, Mr. Brien, what are you guys? "

Brian was speechless for a moment, and after a moment of silence, barely argued.

"We never thought about it ..."

Jiang Chen smiled and interrupted Brien.

"Do n’t tell me anything. You never thought that twelve tridents could all hit the target. Eleven of them were aimed at the cities of Koror, Anga, and Penglai, but only intended to contain our air defenses. Power, and then focus on implementing strategic nuclear strikes on industrial bases and crescent island military bases ... am I right? But you know, this excuse is meaningless, the war has begun, let your President Pence go to the International Court of Justice to explain Go. "

"Is the Pacific Fleet not enough ..." Brien said hardly.

"Not enough, not to mention the Pacific Fleet, even with the Lincoln Memorial and the Statue of Liberty is not enough. Speaking of it, you may not know that we have landed in Washington and New York and are now heading towards the Great Lakes." Jiang Chen He smiled and said, "It won't take long for this war to end."

Brian and Trangpu were there in amazement, their faces filled with shock and disbelief, unable to digest the amount of information in their Jiang Chen words for a while.

Even if he made the most pessimistic plans, Brien never thought that the Star Ring Trade had landed in the United States. And Trangpu has been in a state of disconnection. After the crash of Air Force One in which he was flying, he knew nothing about what happened in the international community. Even the news of the resurgence of the Colombian civil war and the demise of the Pacific Fleet were all told by Brien.

"Don't say this." Jiang Chen shook his head, finally looked at Brien, and smiled at him, "Mr. Brien."

"What's the matter." Brien froze subconsciously.

With a serious tone, Jiang Chen looked at his eyes and said, "You are a patriot, right?"

"Of course." Brien raised his head slightly, proud of his answer.

"Very well, then please for the future of 300 million Americans," nodded, Jiang Chen suddenly raised his pistol without warning, aimed at Admiral Brien's head, and said softly, "Go to hell."

Bang—!

The blood column spurted from the forehead, and Brian fell to the beach in response.

The pungent smell of sulfur spread out, and the harsh gunshots terrified the aborigines who were waiting for them. They saw that they shouted incomprehensible Turkish words like "God", "Fire", and "Curse". They have thrown away the spears and bows in their hands and turned around to escape cleanly.

"God! Fak! You actually killed him." Trangpu stepped back in horror. "You actually killed him ... do you know who he is?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know. Most of them are officers of the Pacific Fleet who were in distress. I have killed too many people, and it's impossible to get to the bottom of everyone." The words were spoken lightly, and Jiang Chen would risk Qingyan's pistol was stuffed back into his waist. "And, I killed him, you have a chance to survive, don't you?"

Trump's staring at Jiang Chen violently, his chest loosened from fatness fluctuated at a distance, and he didn't speak.

"Let's continue to talk about the topic just now," smiled slightly, it was a calming atmosphere, Jiang Chen continued to say, "Our last negotiation was very pleasant, so I came today, not a cruise missile. . "

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Trang trembles.

"First of all, I can make you have an enviable lifespan," Jiang Chen said softly in a bewitching voice, "You will serve two terms in the presidency, including the post-war provisional government. Time, your tenure may exceed twenty years. In addition, your daughter will inherit the Trang Group, and we will let you have wealth beyond the Morgan and Rockefeller family, and the surname Trang will be given More meaning, remembered by future generations. In the end, you will become a hero who saves the American people from danger ... just like in the Hollywood blockbuster. "

Lifespan?

Comparable to the wealth of Morgan and Rockefeller?

The hero who saved America ... the hero?

Without a dizzy turn that was hit by a series of sugar-coated shells, Trang Pu swallowed and watched Jiang Chen with caution.

"For the first time, I heard that betraying national interests can still be a hero."

"Sell the national interest? No, no, the black pot won't belong to you." Shaking his index finger, Jiang Chen smiled faintly, paused for a moment, and continued, "In fact, we already have enough evidence. , Can prove that Air Force One is not an accident, but ... "

"A long-planned murder."