Chapter 505 But what he said is what I want to say! !
Haitian night.
It's very beautiful...
Standing next to Port-au-Prince and looking at the sea in the distance, it's a different feeling.
Just…
The gunshots in the city ruined this beauty!
In the National Palace.
"Fuck!!"
Aturo Desena got up from the bed angrily, her face twisted. His grandmother's legs were too unprofessional and literate.
Don't sleep at night, do you play with fire?
He went on to "old" in a very rapid manner.
He came to Haiti to think that he was here to help the poor and could bring everyone to make a fortune, but the local gangs didn't even miss him. Los Tedas was in gun battle every day, and Mexican warships and Cuban warships came to the door from time to time to visit.
He had nervous failure and could not sleep even if he took sleeping pills at night.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong.
The knock on the door suddenly rang, and Arturo Desena turned his head suddenly, "Who!"
"Boss, it's me, Armando (appearing in Chapter 297)."
"Come in."
Put the door open and saw a strong man walking in, at least 250 kilograms, this is a celebrity.
Nickname: "Cow!"
It describes his breasts sagging.
He is the second-in-comman of Jalisco's new generation, Elmencho's "good brother". When the other party was caught by Ludwig Baker, he ran faster than anyone else.
Beck is also the commander of tens of thousands of commanders because of this contribution.
He had originally gone to Colombia, but he was so impressed and rebuked Mexico, so he came back and used his reputation to help Arturo de Sena stabilize the situation.
It can be said...
He is professional in being a 25-year-old.
"What's the matter?"
Jose Armando's expression was a little ugly, "Ye Zhenli announced that all drugs will be raised by 20% next."
Aturo Desena was stunned, and then cursed in anger.
He lost the vast land of Mexico, but the plantation was lost, and he could only rely on channels to earn middlemen. However, the channels in Europe and the United States were still being compressed by local gangs, and the money he earned every day was less than one-thirty of that in Mexico!
So like this...
What do you guys eat? What to drink? The most important thing is that the prostitutes in Port-au-Prince are really bad. The "Loszedas" who was originally bought by money has already heard a lot of dissatisfaction.
Aturo Desena was very scared, he was afraid that he would be overthrown.
At this time, Ye Zhenli's villain still raised the price!
"Chinese people have no professional ethics!"
Aturo Desena could only throw this sentence angrily, crossed her waist, walked around, frowned, and had a little anxious step.
Suddenly, he stopped and gritted his teeth, "Promise the French, don't they want a mine? Give them all the money to them."
Jose Armando took a deep breath, a little helpless.
When the other party came to Haiti, he knew that this was chronic suicide, this was a small island, and there was no road to reach. How could it develop?
This is because the Ganges River has drunk too much water!
"You go talk to them, but remember, autonomy..." Before Arturo Desena finished speaking, she heard a loud bang, and the ground shook. The two of them looked at each other, ran to the window in a hurry, and saw thick smoke in the distance!
This is not over yet, another explosion, and the light makes the night like day. "That...that seems to be the US ambassador district." Jose Armando's pupils shrank.
Aturo Desena suddenly shuddered, and the phone on the table suddenly rang. He rushed over and picked it up, "Hey!"
"Boss, two Mexican warships suddenly opened fire at us, one fell into the French consulate, and the other... exploded the US embassy."
! ! ! ! "It's time to land on the island! They are ready to land on the island...!" The subordinates there suddenly shouted, followed by a steady stream of gunfire, and there were also busy sounds on the phone.
Aturo Desena's mind was blank.
Mexicans...
This is to take their own life.
run!
"Prepare the plane, go to Colombia, go to the United States..." He was a little panicked in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Jose Armando grabbed him and said urgently, "Boss, you can't run, you can't run. If you run away, we really have nothing left. This is invasion. Yes, Mexico is invasion, and they bombed the US and French embassies. They have to give an explanation. The situation is not yet at the time of decay."
This has some truth.
Run, where can I go?
Arturo Desena ranked 7th in the "Poker Wanted Warrant" in Mexico, with a bounty of 21 million pesos.
Hold his head and you can get the money.
You will never be asked to issue a certificate.
"Okay, okay, I'll call, I'll call the French, condemn this behavior!"
Jose Armando looked at Arturo, who was a little panicked, and knew that his spirit was beaten away by Victor.
Alas ~
Damn Victor.
…
Bombardment of Port-au-Prince in Haiti, and both the US ambassador and the French ambassador were killed.
This is no small matter.
They wanted to call the Mexican ambassador urgently, but when they saw that, hey, we haven't established diplomatic relations yet.
During the US-Mexico War, Victor withdrew all European and pro-US ambassadors, just too lazy to listen to their tumblings.
There was no choice, so I sued the United Nations.
Sir, he hits us...!
Mr. Butros Galley had a headache, but he had to hold an emergency meeting the next day.
Joachim Ribbintrov sat like this, half tilted his head, leaned back, and listened to the Frenchman opposite him standing up: "This is war, Secretary-General, this is invasion, he is contempt for Paris, we demand responsibility for the Mexican!"
"You are a murderer!" he shouted at the Mexican.
The American representative sitting next to him was also very angry. Since ancient times, we only had the share of blowing others, but no one could blow us up. He glared, "Joachim, what is Victor going to do, what is Mexico City going to do, do you want to continue provoking a war?"
The horseman behind him also shouted.
"Silent." Butros Galli knocked on the table and turned to look at Joachim Ribbentrop with a helpless look. In the past, the Soviet Union and the United States could quarrel at the meeting, but at least they were calm. Mexico was all transparent, but now the Soviet Union is dead, Victor is here...
He had to admit that the man injected a lifeless country with a spirit of challenging authority.
"We can explain, sir."
Joachim Ribbintrov looked at the deputy behind him without panic: Arthur Zimmermann, the other party handed a small test tube from his briefcase. He picked it up and shook it gently, looking at Butros Galli with a solemn expression, "Sir, our information shows that drug dealers led by Arturo Desena are trying to create weapons of mass destruction, and these weapons are provided by the French."
Gazing at the dog. "You're talking nonsense! This is slander!" the Frenchman stood up and shouted, slapped the table.
Of course Joachim Ribbintrop knew that he was talking nonsense, but how could that place in Haiti allow the French to infiltrate? The Intelligence Agency has long grasped the news that the French wanted to join forces with Arturo Desena. No matter what the other party was thinking, whether it wanted to threaten the United States or take the lead in the fire, the Mogu League definitely did not allow it.
That is the first line of defense for "blocking the United States". How could I give the gap to outsiders?
As a "Yinbai Banner", France, when it was indicted, the missiles were targeted at Cuba and Mexico, which is definitely not allowed.
Then make excuses.
Joachim Ribbentrop thought about it all night, and was still the deputy: Arthur Zimmermann said, "Whether they believe it or not, we believe it anyway."
Such a dramatic scene happened, and in this... it is actually laundry detergent.
"We have direct evidence that when the Soviet Union collapsed, a large part of the raw materials for weapons of mass destruction were transported into Haiti through France. What are you doing? Do you want to threaten Latin America by force? Do you want to provoke a war in a peaceful Latin American region?!"
Joachim Ribintrov slapped the table and stood up, "This behavior seriously undermined peace and violated the Treaty on the Proliferation of Weapons X. We will never allow such a thing."
This is so righteous.
Secretary-General Butros Galli and many countries were silent.
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You are talking about the treaty now, you know, you have also destroyed it...
However, this thing itself is a straw paper. When I don't have it, you can restrict me. Sometimes, I will restrict others.
The US representative browed tightly and looked at the Frenchman beside him, with a bad face and a little suspicious.
How about it?
Don't you be happy to recognize me as your elder brother?
Want to restore the "France glory"?
But now is not the time for internal strife. He looked at Joachim Ribintrov with a tough tone, "Mexico is not a law enforcement officer and has no power to decide anything. The United States expressed great dissatisfaction with this hegemony. Moreover, why did it bomb our embassy?!!"
Joachim glanced at him and said, "Blasted by mistake."
...
I suddenly felt an uproar.
"Silent and quiet!" the secretary general shouted.
The Americans burst into anger and laughed, "We are 4 kilometers apart from the French Embassy. You told us that you were mistakenly bombing, you are clearly lying!"
Joachim Ribbintrov spread his hands, "Mexicans never lie."
Good guy, I don’t pretend anymore, right?
It depends on us being bullied, wuwu...
Heart hurts, heartache...
Is he so rogue?
The US representative covered his chest and felt unable to breathe. What they said was what we said!
The colleagues next to him rushed around in panic.
"Speed-acting Heart-saving Pills, is there any quick-acting Heart-saving Pills?"
"Doctor! Doctor!"
At the Secretary-General saw something was wrong, the other party's face turned green, and he panicked and called the doctor, "You can't die here."
Associate Arthur Zimmermann glanced at Joachim Ribbentrop and quietly gave him a thumbs up, "But will this be too much? If Washington is dissatisfied..."
"They are dissatisfied with many things, and they get used to it after holding it in for a long time. Also, Washington? Who is the decision now? Clinton hasn't appeared in a long time."
Arthur Zimmerman nodded.
"Sir, please listen to me." Joachim clapped his hands again, and saw everyone looking over, with a heavy expression. "US Secretary of Defense Mr. Donald Rumsfield was shot dead in the White House by Clinton a week ago. General Victor was deeply shocked after hearing this and will hold a memorial service for him the day after tomorrow."
"Defense Defense Minister Donald is a respected senior who is committed to peace between the two countries, and we will miss him forever."
"May he rest in peace in heaven."
"Secretary Donald is a respected senior who is committed to peace between the two countries. We will miss him forever."
"May he rest in peace in heaven."
Joachim Ribbintrop "sadly" wiped away tears that did not exist at all. Maybe it was exaggerated, but politics itself was a show, maybe it was clumsy, but it could not be lost.
Just like the pack of laundry detergent he took out just now, although he wanted to add a crime, he was just an excuse to give the other party a step.
He said that and left with him.
He left, waved his sleeves, and took away a piece of sound.
Silent!
Even the Secretary-General was so shocked that he couldn't speak out. "Then...Who is the decision in Washington?"
Someone suddenly said this, looked around and swallowed his saliva.
"Three presidents were replaced in two years, and the fourth minister of defense died..."
Delegates from European countries flashed, and the British were shiny.
The current situation is so turbulent, it means that...
The destiny is not in the United States!
The situation in the Middle East is in the United States, and its internal affairs are about to collapse. Can we... we go and have a bite of soup?
This is why Victor asked Joachim Ribbintrov to speak out in public.
Get up and resist...
The hegemony of the United States is weak.
The British glanced at the Secretary-General and then left. The rabbit glanced at it and left. Gradually, more and more people went away. Everyone knows that the strength of the United States is nothing more than a sign.
Secretary General Butros Galli looked at the people who were gradually leaving the scene and suddenly became tired.
Destroy...
It's all fucking!
The content of this meeting could not be hidden at all. After many people came out, reporters outside also heard the news.
When they know, the world knows it, it's just a matter of time.
At this time, Victor was comforting Rumsfield and his group, and the leader was the younger brother of Old Donald, Fields Rumsfield!
He contacted the other party immediately, and they couldn't contact Donald at home. They called familiar people without any feedback. In the panic, Victor called them and told them that Clinton killed Donald, and one hand covered everyone's mouth and could not open his mouth.
For their safety, I hope their whole family will come to Mexico City.
Fields Rumsfield had already realized something was wrong. When he heard the news, he was still shocked, but then he took the whole family decisively and would hold a memorial service for Donald here.
The US Secretary of Defense came to Mexico to hold a memorial service...
Think about it, there are articles to do. "How could this happen?!!" Belsalia's brother Bramo sat next to him and grabbed his hair and said sadly.
"Clinton took the drug and made changes, but it didn't matter, he might be dead."
Fields Rumsfield's hand shook...
"You should understand their means better than I do, Fields." Victor said looking at him. "They will do their best. The best way may be to burn you all to death with a torch, but you are my relatives, which is one of the reasons why I invite you to come. In Mexico City, you don't have to worry unless the CIA turns into a mosquito." "Where is Bershariya? She is still in Germany!" Bramo said nervously.
"My people have already gone to pick her up, don't worry."
Fields Rumsfield nodded, looked at Victor with a calm expression, and exhaled, "You come to us, there are other ones."
Victor smiled and it would be good to talk to smart people.
He leaned forward, "Do you want to take revenge?"
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(The end of this chapter)