I Have a Mansion in the Post-Apocalyptic World

Chapter 1,128 There Is No Moral Integrity Between Countries

The Seagull-class transport ship can easily hijack military satellites floating in low-Earth orbit, but it cannot install cameras on the Pentagon.

Unfortunately, Jiang Chen could only hear the voice and couldn't see her final loss of composure.

After turning off the camera, Jiang Chen closed the suitcase and pushed it aside.

Seeing the officer beside him put away his suitcase, Jiang Chen leaned back on his chair and slowly let out a breath, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Only he knew that his back was soaked with sweat.

Just half a minute ago, he had even prepared for the worst. If a nuclear war breaks out, the first thing he will do is take his family to the space elevator, take the Seagull to the lunar colony, wait for Lin Ling to take people through time, and then move his family to the end of the world, in the 22nd century Wanghai City became his local emperor.

As for this world, we can only give up.

Fortunately, there was a smart man sitting across from him. A smart man would never risk his life against a wild beast.

Jiang Chen waved to the officers beside him, signaling them all to go out. After everyone left, only one person stayed.

"Wipe off your sweat."

Walking next to Jiang Chen, Ayesha said softly and handed over a wet wipe.

"Tell me, from today on, will I become the number one terrorist in the eyes of the CIA?" Jiang Chen said jokingly as he took the wet wipes from Ayesha's hand and wiped it on his forehead. "Like Laden and Lao Sa?"

The cool feeling dissipated the heat surrounding him and relaxed his nervousness a lot.

Hugging Jiang Chen from behind, Ayesha rested her chin on his shoulder and gently blinked her beautiful sapphire eyes.

"I will protect you."

The voice was light and firm, drifting past his ears along the warm wind, making him feel itchy in his heart.

I was moved, but this feeling of being protected by a woman made Jiang Chen feel a little weird no matter how he recalled it.

Raising his head, Jiang Chen looked at the holographic screen on the conference table.

Combined Fleet in satellite imagery,

The car stopped in front of the border of the new country. A maritime friction that almost became the trigger of a world war finally stopped the car at the last moment.

From beginning to end, Xinguo never took a step back.

In the next few days, Jiang Chen felt lazy.

He spent the whole day either lying on a beach chair and basking in the sun, or running to his private island to relax. As for work, he temporarily pushed everything aside. Just playing by himself was not enough. He also dragged Ayesha and Xia Shiyu, who couldn't let go of work, to have fun together.

As for Natasha, who had just moved in recently, there was no need for anyone to hold her around. As soon as she heard that she was going out to play, she followed her.

Of course, for fun, even though Jiang Chen didn't have a job these days, he still paid attention to what was happening outside.

On the first day he drove his yacht out to sea, Mr. Fumikuma Kishida led the Japanese diplomatic team to the new country and submitted an application for Japan to join the Earth Defense Alliance.

What is ironic is that a few days ago, Japanese warships were still following the US aircraft carrier battle group. Now that the military exercise has just ended, the Japanese foreign minister came up with a shy face.

Of course, Jiang Chen welcomed this kind of unscrupulous... oh no, abandoning the dark side and turning to the bright side. But because he was still on vacation and too lazy to work, he left the job of receiving the Foreign Minister to Zhang Yaping.

How can there be any moral integrity between countries?

In a Western restaurant near Wall Street, Kerry and Daniel sat opposite each other, enjoying steak and casually chatting about the drastic changes that had occurred a few days ago.

"I have said before that she is not a qualified leader."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Daniel Morgan said with a smile while cutting off the fattest piece of meat with a knife.

"Whether you have the courage to push the nuclear button or not, and whether you will eventually push the nuclear button are two different things. Look what she did? She pushed our nuclear button away! Oh, God, since you don't want it, do it Why did you choose it in the first place?" Kerry cursed in a low voice while sawing the steak vigorously.

He considers himself to be well-educated.

However, every time he recalled the poor reaction of the Madam President that day, an unknown fire would rise in his heart.

"What if it's you?" A fork brought the meat to his mouth. Daniel Morgan did not eat it in a hurry, but raised his eyebrows and asked with interest. "Mr. Kerry, what would you do?"

"I'm not going to push the nuclear button."

"In other words, you plan to give in?"

"I won't give in either."

"At noon on August 1, the navies of the United States, Japan, Australia, South Korea, and Singapore formed a joint fleet to launch the 2019 Asia-Pacific joint military exercise in the Western Pacific. When the exercise entered the second stage, due to the There was friction in the fleet and the combined fleet was forced to change course..."

"The White House currently refuses to comment on the matter, but an official who declined to be named said..."

No matter how rough the Pacific Ocean was at that time, just a few words in the news summed up the struggle for hegemony that almost triggered three wars.

On this incident, the American media rarely had a unified voice and did not report on this friction. However, those who are interested can still smell the unusual flavor in those words...

In Los Angeles, USA, there are villas in Beverly Hills, where the richest people in California live.

Leaning on the extremely luxurious sofa, the man with a swollen beer belly took a swig of whiskey, hugged the supermodel worth tens of thousands of dollars, and enjoyed the nightlife of California.

There was a talk show on the TV, one of his favorite shows. The host was full of train-running style, which was very to his liking. For this reason, he even spent a huge sum of money to buy the show, became the show's largest sponsor, and placed his company's name in the most conspicuous place on the show.

"That's my show," the man unabashedly ate the tofu of the beautiful woman in his arms. He raised the hand holding the wine glass, pointed at the TV with his little finger, and shouted in a hurry, "hotels, plazas, clothing , mineral water, restaurants, bars, even universities, golf courses, and the Internet. The industries under our group are in every corner of American life, and the media is only a small part of it. Americans can leave that stinky bitch Hillary. They, but absolutely cannot do without me.”

Pretending is one of the great joys of life, especially showing off to beautiful women.

The blond Persian cat in his arms was so amused that he giggled, hugged his neck, and pecked on his face.

At this moment, the talk show talked about the recent "give way incident" in the Western Pacific, and the "stinky bitch" he had just ridiculed appeared on the screen at the right time.

He glanced at the old woman on the screen with his drunken eyes, and a hint of disgust flashed in the man's eyes.

"I have said before that she is not a qualified president."

"If I become president... hiccup-"

If I became president...

The man suddenly tilted his neck.

Wait, come to think of it, I haven't been president yet! (To be continued.)

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