The Richest Man in the DC World

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Following the theft of the FBI headquarters, the news that Amanda Waller, the head of the Sky Eye Society, was in a coma in a car accident also spread like wildfire. Two vicious incidents happened one after another, making the already chaotic White House government even more chaotic.

Disputes continued among the top leaders, and quarrels broke out in the Senate. A small group of people who were faintly aware of the truth of the matter cast strange eyes on the President's Office.

Joel Nash, the worst president since the founding of the United States!

The cowardly and incompetent peacemaker who only knows how to make peace finally couldn't help showing his fangs. As the saying goes, the longer a person suppresses, the more intensely he releases. If he succeeds in re-election, many people in the White House will be in bad luck.

Four years ago, Joel Nash was targeted by various parties because of his low vote rate, and voters did not approve of him. Many people regarded him as a passer-by. Now it is different. His approval rate is close to 45%. Climbing up at a considerable speed, competitor Thomson also broke the news that he has Alzheimer's disease, so it can be said that he has a chance to win.

Once successful, this time he will take back his power and become the real master of the White House, instead of the "lucky guy" who is ridiculed by all parties. At that time, what will he do when he is in power?

Revenge, for sure!

Eliminate political enemies, no doubt!

Fighting wars, which president does not fight wars.

The above are the necessary attributes for an "excellent" president. Judging from his attitude towards Amanda, this peaceful peacemaker who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger seems to be more ruthless.

In a remote villa somewhere in Washington State, Joel Nash, carrying a canvas bag, opened the front door and walked into the living room.

In a luxuriously decorated living room, a handsome Caucasian young man in his twenties sat cross-legged, his body suspended in mid-air strangely, his eyes were closed tightly, his fingers were behind his ears, and black spots appeared from time to time on his smooth forehead. red light.

An inexplicable coercion emanated from him.

Joel Nash did not speak. He put the canvas bag on the table, lit a cigar, and smoked it expressionlessly. Soon, the ground was covered with soot, and the young man who was meditating also opened his eyes. Shrinking, like a devil in hell, horrific,

The young man glanced at the canvas bag on the table, and said lightly,

"Good job.

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Joel Nash sneered, "Don't lose it again, I don't want to wipe your ass every time."

The young man sneered, "If you don't want to, let's change. I will be the president, and you will be a beast."

"It's your duty to protect me."

"Shit, if I hadn't spared no effort to help you out, you would have successfully become president."

Joel Nash shrugged, "You are me, and I am you, why should the distinction be so clear."

"That's why I have to change."

The young man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with a morbid madness on his face,

"You can experience my hard work, and I can enjoy your fun, such as Vanessa...the charming little fairy, I haven't seen her in a few years, and she has grown up so much, I can't restrain my instinct when I see her, this body The will of the body tells me that he wants to pinch your daughter on the bed and ruthlessly ravage her, which is also my idea, what do you think?"

Joel sat on the sofa and said casually, "Don't kill people, or it won't end."

"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone. I will ravage her severely, torture her body, enslave her soul, and make her fall in love with me with all her heart. At that time, I will bring her to you and let her feel What is the beauty in the world."

The young man giggled, his face distorted, chaotic, full of endless malice.

Joel Nash seemed to be used to the madness of the other party, flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can, and continued,

"Luke Xiao, what are you going to do with it?"

Hearing this name, the ferocity on the young man's face disappeared in an instant, his eyes half-closed, releasing a murderous intent, "He must die, and die in my hands. Only by killing him can the humiliation in my heart be erased."

Joel Nash crossed his arms and said curiously,

"He really defeated you. Although you have only half my strength, you are still an ancient demon, and you will be defeated by stupid, low-level, and cowardly humans."

He said, giggling, "This is so interesting, I really want to see how embarrassed you were at that time."

"Shut up, old bastard, I am stronger than you, and you are the part that split out."

"yes?"

Joel Nash stood up slowly, with mysterious blood marks on his forehead. An extremely terrifying breath emanated from him. The air squirmed, as if a terrifying force was about to come out. At this moment, time slowed down.

"Come on, give it a try, and let you know who is the boss."

The young man opened his mouth wide and exposed his fangs. You looked at me and I looked at you. Even if the momentum was very different, he refused to take a step back.

Two minutes later, Joel Nash withdrew his strength and waved his hand uninterestedly,

"An idiot is an idiot. No wonder you were defeated by humans. A guy like you who doesn't know how to advance or retreat will end up dead. If it weren't for me, you would have been wiped out long ago."

The young man said coldly, "I am you, and you are me. Don't think that you are smart. That human being is not easy to deal with. If you let him know your identity, next time, you will beg me."

"ridiculous!"

Joel Nash was extremely disdainful, "A human being scares you like this, so what if he controls the mysterious flame, I am the president of the United States, the most powerful person on earth, there are ten thousand ways to want him dead method."

After all, he untied the canvas bag and patted the jar twice,

"Look well, don't lose it again."

The young man snorted heavily. This incident was not his fault. If there were no problems with Joel Nash's family, he would not have been targeted by the FBI.

Damn old bastard, it's like this every time, when he has a problem, he is responsible for it, he is always the one who suffers, and he is always the one who enjoys it.

Unwilling anger burned in his heart, gradually turning into deep resentment.

Joel Nash didn't bother to pay attention to him, and after dealing with the matter, he turned and left.

The black car drove through the woods and disappeared on the sparsely populated road. No one would have thought that the president of the United States, who was working hard for the general election, would come to such a remote place alone.

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FBI headquarters meeting room.

The meeting had been held for five minutes, but still no one spoke. The huge room was silent, quieter than a cemetery.

Jack Harvey had a sullen face, his bloodshot pupils glancing back and forth at the heads of various departments. Because of the relationship between the White House, the FBI was not monolithic, but this time, no one stood up.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of the deadly ones!

Jack Harvey, who is at the end of the road, is the one who is desperate. If he loses the stone jar, he will have no capital to challenge the president. Once the latter is re-elected, he will be the first to clean up.

This is the ending that everyone can think of, and it is also what is about to happen.

Jack Harvey is over, he's going to die ugly.

ps: I forgot to send yesterday's leave request, and I will make it up today: Temporary party, one day off!

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