Nine Hundred and Ninetieth IX Current Affairs

Florida, Miami!

As a holiday destination with a prosperous economy, it attracts people from all over the world all year round.

Every day, there will be a steady stream of tourists landing at the airport.

Today's airports are also crowded with people, and the huge political changes have not affected people's normal life.

To ordinary people, everything seems to be the same, except that the city is no longer run by the government.

If you should eat, if you should drink, if you should be free, be free!

Imbalances in work and spending, except for a few people.

For bald eagles who are used to spending ahead, it is not worth their time to pay attention to this little thing.

Dozens of dollars in extra expenses a month is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, without pain!

Even if someone reminds them, they won't take it to heart.

Is dozens of dollars a lot?

It's just a little more money for a month, what can change, let's start the party quickly!

After successive generations of brainwashing by capital, the brains of leeks have lost their due vigilance.

Even serious degradation!

Only families that stand in the elite class are truly free citizens.

Those poor people are just worthless livestock labor.

This is especially true of Golden Sands, which has been a semi-open project since the Southern Consortium took over Florida.

The most beautiful section of the beach that is only open to the rich has been unanimously praised by the rich.

They didn't pull up the isolation belt, and the breath of freedom must be abundant.

It's just that the policemen who walk around the beach will drive away the poor who are clearly inappropriate.

Keep them away from this sandy beach and avoid disturbing the nature of their parents.

Boom, boom!

There is thunder in the clear blue sky,

It made countless people look up curiously.

In the dazzling sunlight, there seemed to be a brighter spot of light.

The second, the third, and more and more...

When the first dot of light pierced the blue sky, it broke away from the sun.

Only then did people see clearly the blazing downhill cabin, which was very close at this time.

"Ah..." A panicked scream sounded on the beach.

People scrambled to run towards the street, remembering the huge light door that suddenly appeared a few months ago.

What about the accident that killed hundreds of people?

The rich people on the deck chairs were surrounded by bodyguards and quickly evacuated.

It's just that the eyes are still full of curiosity, and they keep looking up.

Until a magic pestle poured through the side wall of the bank building and fell into the building.

The resulting flames made them realize that their lives were under an uncontrollable mortal threat.

Boom!

Over the bustling and beautiful city, one after another flames fell, like meteors brought by the end of the world.

Get into the subduing magic pestle in different buildings, and enter the alert immediately.

Then, the hatch popped open.

The sound of mechanical friction sounded, and countless [creators] walked out of the cabin and walked towards the interior of the building.

During the period, the police and security guards who arrived gave warnings, but after failing to open fire, they chose to open fire.

Faced with a strong counterattack from the [Creator], Death vented his anger.

In just a moment, the whole of Miami turned into a tragedy swept by terror and war.

And the big shots hiding in these buildings fell into panic and despair.

Kenny W. McKison is one of them.

As one of the most powerful leaders of the southern consortium, the contemporary leader of the McKisson family, the actual controller of Bank One and the largest individual shareholder of Tenneco Corporation.

Kenny W. McKison is an authority figure with great influence throughout the Western world.

It is no exaggeration to say that he just sneezes, and international oil prices will fluctuate accordingly.

The country's largest oil pipeline contractor, an oil and energy giant, is itself the leader of a consortium.

His every move will cause an overreaction.

But right now, Kenny W. McKisson only wished that he never gave birth to that idiot.

He should have shot that stupid thing at the wall back then.

fuck…

Boom!

When the door was blasted open, Kenny Ward McKison's bodyguards pulled the trigger without hesitation.

jingle jingle...

【Creator】Beautiful sparks splashed on the surface, and launched a counterattack to the attacker.

Da da da…

None of the shooters escaped headshots.

The guys who shot first were swept into a sieve by machine guns.

As the room was disarmed, a cheerful laugh came from outside the door.

It got closer and closer, and finally appeared in front of Kenny Won McKison.

"Hi, Uncle McKesson, do you remember me?" Elizabeth Fink looked into the house with a lollipop in her mouth.

Kenny Won McKison took a deep breath, with a calm smile on his face: "Of course, Elizabeth, how could I forget a lovely angel like you."

"I just said you will remember me." Elizabeth tiptoed, hopping to avoid the corpse on the ground and came to the desk.

Jumping up with his hands propped up, he just sat on the table and turned his head to Kenny Won McKison.

"Then, venerable Uncle McKisson, can you tell me who planned this incident?"

Hearing Elizabeth's question, Kenny Won McKison showed a complicated and miserable smile: "Is it really him?"

"You guessed it a long time ago, when BlackRock kicked out those guys in California and took over the West Coast."

Elizabeth fluttered the lollipop uninterestedly, thinking to herself, "Why do these old guys always like to waste time?"

Don't they understand that time is precious.

These nonsense can be left in the coffin, and now she only needs to hear the answer she wants.

"Before the truth is fully exposed, people always have a glimmer of hope that things will develop in a good direction."

Kenny W. McKison said softly, "I can tell you his name, and give you a promise."

"What kind of guarantee?" Elizabeth twirled the lollipop and looked at him with her head tilted.

"The Southern Consortium will no longer be involved, and from today onwards, we will be BlackRock's most loyal friends."

In just a few minutes, Kenny Won McKison realized that the situation had changed.

Originally, everyone was a chess player outside the chessboard.

Fight fiercely on the chessboard according to the rules, plunder everything in the game, and make yourself the final winner.

But because of the reckless behavior of a certain idiot, the duel is now not limited to the chessboard.

When someone is the first to break the rules of the chessboard and intends to solve the opponent outside the game.

The situation is like two old men playing chess, one of them is not skilled enough, and he becomes angry and wants to challenge the other one-on-one.

Only to find out that the opponent is actually a boxing champion, playing chess is just a part-time job.

This feeling really sucks!

Now, the champion's straight punches were within a hair's breadth of his face.

Kenny Ward McKison just wanted to find a chance before he was shot in the head!

Seriously looked at McKisson's bark-like face.

Elizabeth suddenly showed a nasty sneer: "Are you thinking of farting?"

McKison didn't understand what she was saying because she was speaking in Mandarin.

But from Elizabeth's tone, expression and body language, McKison still got the answer.

This is not a good word, the other party rejected his proposal!

"...We can merge into BlackRock." Kenny Won McKison showed the greatest sincerity.

In the face of death, all wealth appears bleak.

After realizing that those Robocops that fell from the sky were really his people.

Kenny Won McKison lost the intention of resisting, and the terrifying power hidden in the shadow of deep space made him powerless to resist.

Just like the Indians back then, how could stone spears and short knives be able to deal with long guns and short cannons?

Looking at this dying old guy unexpectedly, Elizabeth admired his courage.

It's a pity, "It's not up to me."

Elizabeth spread her hands helplessly, saying that she was just a worker.

"I want to talk to him personally." McKison said hastily.

It is the instinct of stone capitalists to see every corner and not miss any possible opportunity.

"Elizabeth, it's because we've known each other for so many years." Kenny Won McKison begged.

Elizabeth curled her lips in disdain, they didn't have a relationship for many years.

When the California consortium ran away, McKison took them in without hesitation.

He also presided over the merger of the two parties and established a new joint consortium to fight against the sudden rise of BlackRock.

How did he not think of it at that time, the friendship he had known with the Fink family for many years?

However, Elizabeth liked to see him begging.

Turning his eyes, he smiled wickedly and said, "Maybe you can try to impress me again, then maybe there will be a chance..."

A projection appeared in the room, interrupting Elizabeth's mischief without warning.

"Dear Qin, it's great to meet you." Kenny Won McKison stood up excitedly.

"Name." Qin Yu's projection said coldly.

"Of course, Colleno Wo McKison, he gave the order privately, and I also received the news not long ago."

Kenny Wo McKison sold his son without hesitation, his expression didn't change.

The indifference in that tone was like talking about a stranger.

"Who else is involved, I want a detailed list." Qin Yu said again.

"I will personally hand over everyone to you, and I hope to have this honor."

Kenny Wo McKison kept his attitude very low, and he didn't have the pride and uninhibitedness of the head of the consortium at all.

Recognizing reality is the ability that a qualified helmsman should possess.

At this point, Kenny Ward McKison is undoubtedly successful.

Not to mention the son, even his own life has been ignored, just hope that this matter will not involve the whole family.

He is already an old man who is about to enter the earth, and there is nothing to regret even if he is a few years ahead of time.

But the inheritance of the McKisson family cannot be cut off in his own hands.

Looking at the humble McKissun, Qin Yu fell silent.

The inner torment pressed on McKisson's spine like an invisible weight, and beads of sweat dripped down his chin.

At this moment, he is very clear that the future of the McKisson family is in the hands of the other party.

"I want him."

At this time, Qin Yu was listening to Shi Cui's explanation.

Why do you want this old man all of a sudden, and think that he is the best host for amoebas.

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