Chapter 511

Hearing Long San's words, after a brief astonishment, Trump immediately said:

"Put down your guns, I order you in the name of the next US president!"

Hearing this, those FBI agents hesitated for a moment, and in the end, no one dared to shoot.

After all, they, as FBI, knew how fierce the DWS platform was.

At that time, they wouldn't even need to do it themselves.

They just needed to issue some rewards, and those Middle Eastern militants, dark web killers, and Negroes would all take action against them.

If they went crazy, the DWS platform would also dare to attack the US mainland.

If that were really the case, they would definitely die.

No one could protect them.

As for that young agent, the others in the FBI didn't know which force the other party represented,

actually wanting to give the DWS platform special envoy a show of force.

However, clearly, this show of force didn't go well and was kicked to death directly.

Consequently, under the order of the president-elect Trump, these people all put away their firearms one by one.

This scene was all recorded by reporters and cameras,

and broadcast in real-time.

Many US citizens in front of their TVs saw this sudden scene.

Although due to the long distance, even the reporters at the scene didn't know what happened, why they suddenly pulled guns and shot,

and then an FBI agent lay on the ground and was shot countless times.

However, they knew that this DWS platform special envoy didn't seem easy to talk to.

It could be said that he was exactly the same as the DWS platform, no matter who it was, he would do it,

without a hint of hesitation.

Even in front of many US audiences, they still didn't have any restraint.

After a while, the reporters knew what happened.

Consequently, they began to report to the audience. 【5

"This station has just received news that it was actually that FBI agent who wanted to search the DWS platform's special envoy and their entourage, which was characterized by the other party as a provocation,

and so they were shot dead!"

Once these words were spoken, many Americans could no longer sit still.

Just because of this, the other party dared to kill.

Consequently, some people prepared to hold demonstrations, demanding that the judicial department severely punish the murderers.

In reality, this time when Long San visited the Ugly Nation, the voices of protest within the Ugly Nation were not small either.

They all felt that the DWS platform was an evil organization and called on the government to arrest the other party,

and punish those murderers who trafficked weapons.

Although the scale of such protests was not small, they still could not sway any of the government's decisions.

In fact, the Ugly Nation's government hated the DWS platform more than anyone else; if there were a chance, they wouldn't even mind giving the other party a nuclear bomb.

However, in reality, it was simply impossible to do so.

Even to arrest Long San, they would need to face countless unknown and terrifying risks.

By then, even if the Ugly Nation could win, the result would definitely be incomparably miserable.

Just like the Dragon Nation, no country would do something that kills a thousand enemies while suffering eight hundred losses.

What's more, even if they completely wiped out the external forces of the DWS platform, as long as the true mastermind could not be found for a single day,

then you could just wait for constant retaliation in the future.

Therefore, neither the Ugly Nation's Congress nor the Parliament could possibly agree to arrest Long San.

On the contrary, given the current political situation in the Ugly Nation, they would rather make friends with the other party.

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

Long San still stayed in the presidential suite of the Waldorf Astoria in San Francisco that night,

enjoying the banquet prepared specifically for them.

The silver-haired old man, wearing a traditional Dragon Nation Zhongshan suit, had a cold expression and an imposing manner that commanded respect without anger.

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

(PS: The new book asks for flowers, tips, and evaluation tickets; your support is the author's motivation!) Done.

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Two: Negotiations with the Ugly Nation's Military-Industrial Complex!

Although at this moment outside the Waldorf Astoria in San Francisco, many citizens had spontaneously held protest activities.

On one hand, they were protesting the DWS platform's trafficking of arms, which led to a large number of Ugly Nation citizens dying from shootings.

On the other hand, they were also protesting the government's indulgence of the DWS special envoy,

as after the other party's entourage shot and killed an FBI agent in front of the entire nation's audience,

neither the government nor the FBI had any reaction at all.

Not only did they not take action against the other party, but even many Ugly Nation celebrities had come to the hotel,

hosting a grand welcome banquet for the DWS platform special envoy.

How could ordinary citizens endure this?

Yet, hundreds of citizens who had come outside the hotel were seen holding up signs:

"DWS, murderers!"

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

"Demons! DWS"

"Murderers, face trial!"

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

These soldiers drove armored vehicles and, fully armed with live ammunition, blocked these citizens.

What was quite ironic was that these protesting citizens were all carrying firearms purchased from the DWS platform.

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

For the National Guard soldiers, these protesters were very dangerous.

Because guns were rampant and had become a disaster.

Now, even a homeless person with no strength to truss a chicken,

could potentially pull out a submachine gun at any moment.

So, facing these citizens, the National Guard was very tense.

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

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

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

he did not care at all.

It could be said that the more fiercely they protested, the more it showed how much these Ugly Nation people were hurting.

This conformed to the code of conduct set by Lin Yi, the host of this system.

And although the AI intelligence had no emotions, it would follow the host's thoughts and actions.

Just after the unreliable one 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!"

As soon as Long San saw the other party, he knew this person should be a standard Anglo-Saxon.

His features were quite obvious.

"Hello!"

Long San said.

The man then introduced himself very politely and with cultivation:

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

"Lockheed Martin!"