Chapter 312

Upon hearing Long San's words, after a brief moment of shock, Unreliable immediately declared:

"Everyone lower your weapons! In the name of the next President of the Ugly Country, I order you!"

Hearing this, those FBI agents hesitated for a moment, but ultimately, no one dared to fire.

After all, as FBI agents, they knew just how ferocious the DWS Platform was.

In time, they wouldn't even need to take action themselves.

They would only need to issue some bounties, and those Middle Eastern militants, dark web assassins, and black-skinned thugs would all turn against them.

If pushed to madness, the DWS Platform within the Ugly Country's own borders would even dare to launch an attack.

If that truly happened, they would surely die.

No one would be able to protect them.

As for that young agent, the rest of the FBI had no idea which faction he represented.

He had actually wanted to intimidate the DWS Platform's envoy.

However, obviously, this intimidation attempt went poorly; he was kicked to death on the spot.

Thus, under President-elect Unreliable's command, these individuals one by one holstered their firearms.

This entire scene was recorded by reporters and cameras.

And it was broadcast in real-time.

Many citizens of the Ugly Country watching their televisions witnessed this sudden event.

Although due to the distance, even the reporters on-site did not know what had happened or why guns were suddenly drawn and fired.

Then, an FBI agent lay on the ground, riddled with countless bullets.

However, they understood that this envoy from the DWS Platform seemed difficult to reason with.

It could be said that he was exactly like the DWS Platform itself; regardless of who it was, he acted immediately upon deciding.

He did not hesitate in the slightest.

Even in front of many Ugly Country viewers, they showed no restraint whatsoever.

A moment later, the reporters finally learned what had occurred.

Consequently, they began broadcasting the news to the audience.

"Our station has just received news: it turns out that FBI agent attempted to search the DWS Platform's envoy and his entourage, which the other party deemed a provocation."

"Therefore, he was shot dead!"

Once these words were spoken, many citizens of the Ugly Country could no longer sit still.

Just for this reason, the other party dared to kill.

Thus, some people prepared to hold demonstrations, demanding the judicial department severely punish the murderer.

In fact, during Long San's visit to the Ugly Country, domestic protests were quite significant.

They all felt the DWS Platform was an evil organization, calling on the government to arrest them.

They demanded punishment for those criminals trafficking weapons.

Although the scale of these protests was considerable, they still could not sway any government decisions.

Actually, the Ugly Country government hated the DWS Platform more than anyone else; if given the chance, they would not hesitate to drop a nuclear bomb on them.

However, reality made such an action impossible.

Even arresting Long San would require them to face countless unknown and terrifying risks.

At that time, even if the Ugly Country could win, the outcome would undoubtedly be miserable.

Just like the Dragon Country, no nation would engage in a battle where killing a thousand enemies results in losing eight hundred of their own.

Moreover, even if all external forces of the DWS Platform were annihilated, as long as the true mastermind behind the scenes was not found within a single day.

Then in the future, you would just wait to be retaliated against every single moment.

Therefore, neither the Ugly Country's Congress nor its Parliament would ever agree to arrest Long San.

On the contrary, given the current political situation in the Ugly Country, they were more eager to establish friendly relations with the other party.

So, even though the heinous incident of shooting an FBI agent had occurred.

Long San still lodged that night in the Presidential Suite of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in San Francisco.

Enjoying a banquet specially prepared for them.

The elderly man, with a head full of silver hair, wore a traditional Dragon Country Zhongshan suit; his expression was cold and stern, exuding authority without anger.

As the envoy, this old man gave many guests at the banquet the impression of being a hardliner.

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Although at this moment, outside the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in San Francisco, many citizens had spontaneously organized protest demonstrations.

On one hand, they protested the DWS Platform's arms trafficking, which had led to the deaths of numerous Ugly Country citizens by gunfire.

On the other hand, they protested the government's indulgence toward the DWS envoy.

After the envoy's attendant shot and killed an FBI agent in front of the entire nation's audience.

Neither the government nor the FBI had shown any reaction whatsoever.

Not only did they fail to take action against the other party, but many Ugly Country celebrities had even arrived at the hotel.

Holding a grand welcome reception for the DWS Platform's envoy.

How could ordinary citizens endure this?

Seeing hundreds of people who had gathered outside the hotel entrance, holding high signs that read:

"DWS, Murderers!"

"The Ugly Country does not welcome you vicious Satans!"

"Demon! DWS!"

"Murderer, stand trial!"

To ensure safety, the California government dispatched hundreds of National Guard members.

These soldiers drove armored vehicles, fully armed, blocking the citizens.

Ironically, these protesting citizens carried firearms purchased from the DWS platform.

"Back up... back up... do not approach the cordon..."

To the National Guard soldiers, these protesters were extremely dangerous.

Because guns were rampant.

Nowadays, even a homeless man too weak to tie a chicken,

could pull out a submachine gun at any moment.

Therefore, facing these citizens, the National Guard was extremely tense.

Not only were armed helicopters patrolling overhead, but the weapons on those armored vehicles and tanks were all aimed at the citizens.

Once these people crossed the line, they could open fire directly.

However, regarding the external protests, although Long San saw them through the window while riding in a stretched Cadillac on the way to the hotel,

he paid them no attention whatsoever.

It could be said that the fiercer their protests, the more it hurt those Americans.

This aligned with the code of conduct established by Lin Yi, the system's host.

Although the AI possessed no joy or anger, it would abide by the host's thoughts and intentions.

Just after Unreliable introduced Long San to the banquet guests,

a middle-aged man with golden hair, a narrow face, thin lips, a high nose bridge, and deep-set eye sockets walked over,

"Mr. Long!"

At a glance, Long San knew this man must be a typical Anglo-Saxon.

His features were quite distinct.

"Hello!"

Long San said.

The man then politely and gracefully introduced himself:

"I am Jim Lawrence! CEO of Lockheed Martin, very pleased to meet you!"

"Lockheed Martin!"