Chapter 477 Victor’s Small Step, a Big Step to Justice!

March 12.

Cuba, Havana!

At the entrance of the Capitol, more than 100 media from all over the world gather here.

" こはNTVすたちはくのののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののの� (This is NTV. We are reporting on the negotiations of the US-Mexico armistice agreement for you in Havana, but according to people familiar with the matter, the possibility of this meeting is very low!)”

A female reporter from Japan's NTV national TV station, wearing a decent business skirt, said seriously at the camera.

Less than one meter next door, the Iranian National Radio and Television Station wrapped in a "Shijab" turban was holding a microphone and was about to speak when he heard his colleagues next to him seemed very excited. His tone... was very sad and angry?

All reporters are very professional, especially those with xenophobic journalists. If there is a problem, it is a diplomatic dispute, but I still can't help but turn my head to look.

I saw next to it...

Korean?

Because the microphone says KBS (Korean Broadcasting Corporation), maybe many people don’t understand it very much, it is the public TV station of “Descendants of the Sun” and “Blue Life and Death”…

The reporter seemed very excited at this time.

",! (Mex's violence has hindered the progress of civilization. To be honest, justice led by the United States and South Korea is being destroyed!)"

What a... I'm just the same with the richest man, I'm the richest man.

South Korea still upholds justice?

Half of the people buy spring in the country, and most of them open KTVs abroad to organize spring sales.

His greatest use is that he can provide jokes to people.

The voice of Korean journalists became louder and louder, making colleagues around them look at them with disgust...

The sound is really loud!

Perhaps, Koreans think the world belongs to them.

"! (Victor is such an irrespectful guy!)"

The Korean reporter was very private and couldn't help but speak out directly to Victor.

This angered the female reporter from the Mexican TV station who had long disliked him. In the shocked gaze of the photographer, she smashed the microphone towards the Korean man.

Peng!

One sound!

It hit the other party's head directly, and the sound sounded a bit raw.

"Asie!"

The Korean covered his head and screamed in pain, turned his head with glaring glaringly, and saw a black shadow rushing towards him, kicking his foot in high heels at the...lifeline!

All the men present had their pupils shrinking and they felt pain.

The other party's face swelled up, and he fell to the ground and curled up like a cooked shrimp. His eyes began to dissipate and his pupils began to dilate...

this…

It will really kick people to death!

But the female reporter punched and kicked the Korean on the ground in glory, cursing in Spanish, "General Victor is what you can say, a short man!"

"Stop...stop!"

Members of the Korean journalist team hurriedly pushed her away, "Don't you know how free you behave! We have the right to speak!"

"Then I have the right to tear your mouth apart, too!"

The Mexican female reporter rushed up very fiercely and actually started to pull the other person's hair. When the colleague who came with her saw that she got started, she also came up to help!

For a moment...

It's in chaos.

But where is this? In less than a minute, the guards rushed over and controlled them.

"She! This woman is a lunatic, she did it first!" The Korean photographer's mouth was swollen, and he knew how big a slap he had been.

"Who told you to scold General Victor? I tell you, I didn't come to you today, otherwise I'll give you a lucky cap today!"

The guard knew what to do when he heard that he was Mexican.

Now no one knows that Cuba and Mexico are wearing pairs of pants. The lieutenant who led the team waved his hand and took them away, but he pulled them rudely on one side and gently on the other side.

All the reporters present could see...

"Cubans are fences!" a reporter muttered in a low voice, "Mexicans are not good things either."

The colleague next to him was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth.

This small conflict was recorded. After all, many of the more than 100 reporters present were broadcasting...

The tough look of the Mexican female reporter is really scary.

After cleaning up the venue, about ten minutes later, that is, at 10:07 in the morning.

The convoy carrying the US representative arrived at the entrance of the Capitol.

A group of reporters rushed up and started taking pictures, completely forgetting the fight that just happened...

What's that?

Fight for news? Fight? All are trivial.

The bodyguard of the Secret Service came down from the co-pilot and swept around. He had sharp eyes, was wearing a suit, and had a bulging waist. He looked like he was holding a guy. I don’t know what it was. When he was on a mission to other countries, he would be allowed to bring a gun. It was not friendly. Yes...If you take a second brother, you say that your firepower exceeds the standard.

Let me add that, because the Secret Service's recent performance is really garbage. So many people were killed in the national park and they were questioned. The director was directly dealt with and was punished for dereliction of duty. The FBI intervened in the investigation because some people suspected it. The director was caught in it.

Clinton's personal bodyguard, Ritchie Miller, airborne the Secret Service.

He became the only person who was not promoted to the official candidate. As soon as he came to power, he made drastic moves and used his connections to directly attract two teams of special soldiers from the Seals, and temporarily became President Clinton's bodyguard.

Now…

No one believes it!

Albert Gore came to Cuba and brought a team.

"Sir, sir, is the United States ready for negotiation? If the armistice agreement is not confirmed and Mexico launches weapons to Wall Street, are you ready?"

"Mr. Albert, how do you view the situation in North America and the world..."

The reporters threw out the questions they had prepared, but Albert Gore and Chief of Staff Angel walked into the building with a serious expression as if they had not heard it.

All the expressions are ugly...

Field... didn't come to greet him!

Not even the people in Mexico.

Farke!

The two of them were very angry, but they also understood that it was not suitable to lift the table at this time.

After walking in with people, a trace of aromatic smell could be smelled in the air. Raul Modes next to him said with a smile, "This time it is a consultation meeting. Except for the United States, several other bystanders sent People are here.”

This is a casual statement, but for people with a more sensitive mindset at this time, the meaning is different.

Are you clicking me?

Say I'm late?

Give me a warning?

So the vice president had a dark face and refused to speak, and Angel Urenia could only stand up and deal with it.

Raul Modes glanced at the Americans, with a smile on his face, but he sneered in his heart. When Cuba and Mexico formally formed an alliance, your Gulf of Mexico would be completely curbed from the estuary. Where to go?

Are you going to annex Canada?

As for San Diego... Raul Modes, as a senior executive, also knew that the appetite of those Mexicans was to stare at this piece of fat.

Step on ~

The footsteps are very heavy, representing the tonnage and also representing the hearts of the Americans.

When he walked to the door of the reception room, the guard outside had heard the sound, so he pushed the door open and a wave of heat rushed out.

Albert Gore's eyelid twitched, and he felt extremely nervous, even more nervous than when he was running for vice president.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Angel.

"Walk!"

He walked in with his chest straight.

There are two tables in the opposite row, just like a debate competition, but the middle is very spacious. What are you afraid of? Afraid of stretching your fist to hit you?

The United Nations bystander formed by Britain, France, Germany, China, Italy and Russia was sitting below, and the person in charge was Secretary-General Butros Galli. He came in person. There was no way. The war between the United States and Mexico has seriously affected the world. pattern…

The worst economic and war crises after World War II have emerged.

As for the war in Africa?

Have you ever seen tribal wars affect the country?

When he saw the US representative coming in, Butros Galley and many people stood up to show politeness, and some familiar people even greeted him.

Albert Gore dealt with it politely...

But when he saw the Mexican opposite, his face darkened. Casarre, Goebbels, Kennedy and others sat still, and the subordinates behind him also did not stand up and looked at him teasingly.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of crackling in the air.

Secretary-General Butros Galli coughed when he saw something was wrong, "Two, this time, under the witness of the United Nations, signed the armistice agreement..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the sound of slamming the table.

Bang!

He was so scared that he jumped up, and turned his head and saw Casaré standing up, wearing a casual outfit, not formal at all, squinted his eyes and smirked, "Dear Secretary General, we Mexico have been you I voted for the United Nations, so, are you asking us to go back?”

"Secondly, we agree to sign the armistice agreement, but the request has not been discussed yet, so we can't speak too much."

Butros Galley's eyes twitched...

Mad!

I have never seen anyone who is so undisciplined in diplomatic etiquette.

Civilization, what about civilization!

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

What kind of barbarians are breezes in the Pacific Ocean?

This barbarian also has X martial arts, it's really...

"Casarai, please pay attention to your speech!" Angel was angry.

"What? I'm just saying this. If you like to listen or not, just get out if you don't listen. Then Wall Street will be bombed. I'll see which capitalists will make you a human stick!"

"At that time, your mother is so old, they will be pulled out to pick up customers. Your wife and children will cut off their hands and feet and throw them on the street to beg, hum!"

This was the first time Angel saw Casaré and was so angry that he was half-expected by these words, but he also understood that if he turned around and left, the people on Wall Street would definitely kill him.

But he still said with a hard neck, "Talking nonsense."

"Then you can try it!"

The two sides were tense and the atmosphere was awkward.

"Casarai, for my sake..." The British couldn't help but speak.

"Your face?"

Fatty Ka glanced at the eyes, with no disdain in his eyes, "It's better to have a straw paper, wait for when will the navy have an aircraft carrier?"

The British were so angry that they were trembling all over.

Casaray actually doesn't know about the negotiations, but he knows that it's just the gangster's style. He sits down and drinks tea and talks. If he doesn't agree, he will turn over the table. If he agrees, he will agree. He will be happy and everyone, he thinks that if you wear a suit, you will get out of it. Violent?

Isn’t diplomacy the biggest community negotiation?

If you don’t agree, I’ll hit you!

It depends on who can handle it.

In the end, the Americans took this breath and could only comfort themselves with the uselessness of verbal disputes. Albert Gore and Angel sat down with dark faces.

There was a part of asking each other for good questions, but... in this way, would you still ask him for good questions?

It's just getting to the point.

Casarre crossed his hands and raised his head halfway, "We have prepared the conditions, and if we agree, there will be no problem."

"We didn't lose on the battlefield..."

A US representative subconsciously refuted this when he heard this, but was pulled by Angel. What's the point of saying this now?

It will only be underestimated by others.

The secretary behind him handed over the prepared documents.

Albert and the others started watching.

"1. Cede New Mexico and Texas to Mexico!"

"Second, compensation of US$160 billion!"

"Three. Open up American ports and divide the concessions to the Mexican army!"

"Fourth, officially apologize to Mexico on TV!"

"Five. Deal with members of the National Guard who fired privately at Mexico and injured people!"

...

There were more than 10 items in total, but when I saw the first one, Albert Gore jumped up, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Check New Mexico and Texas? You have too much appetite and are not afraid of dying. I tell you, if this is the case, you can only continue to meet on the battlefield!"

The UN bystander below was also in an uproar...

You...can really think about it.

There are many industrial areas in the United States in those two places that occupy a lot of GDP. Do you want them to cut them off? I'm really not afraid that the Americans will fight you desperately.

Casaré just held his hands and said nothing.

Angel's hands were also trembling, his eyes were a little dark, and he looked at the other party, "It's useless for Mexico to ask these two places. You also need to know that these two places have been in the United States for a long time..."

"Another agreement, if you keep doing this, then there is no talk. We can't bear this responsibility. You don't want North America to be really ruined by us. Don't scare us. If you really want New Mexico, Dirk SAS, that can only be on the ruins.”

Casarai narrowed his eyes and looked at each other with Goebbels and Kennedy.

"The border area is moving upwards by 100 kilometers and belongs to Mexico!"

"impossible!"

"I don't want to do this, I don't want to do that. Do you look down on us? No sincerity at all!" Kennedy said dissatisfiedly as he slapped the table.

Angel shook his head and refused to cede the land.

The Secretary-General of the United Nations refused to say anything and could only sit down and watch the two sides criticize each other and kill prices, but just don't take action.

The negotiation lasted until 9pm, a full twelve hours!

What about sucking eagle...

Everyone was exhausted, mainly mentally stressed.

Each word represents huge benefits.

But it took only twelve hours to discuss 6 of them.

First, the Grande River Basin on the border between both sides belongs to Mexico, and the upper and lower reservoirs and power generation systems are also owned.

Second, compensation of 60 billion US dollars is the least important thing, isn’t it money?

Third, allow military communication between the United States and Mexico, establish a "US-Mexico mediation zone" at the port of San Diego, and allow Mexicans to station troops of no more than 600 people.

Fourth, the United States admits on TV that the war has failed.

Fifth, the gun soldiers will be dealt with seriously.

Sixth, support Mexico to return to the United Nations!

…

Just these few have fought for each other a lot.

But to be honest, Americans...face was really hit at their feet!

Albert Gore's eyes were tired, and Angel was the same. He felt exhausted when he thought of still controversializing his interests tomorrow.

Casaray smiled and stretched out his hand, but the other party didn't hold it, and he was not embarrassed, so he brought his hand back.

"I need to notify you about something."

"Mexico and Cuba will establish the Human Progress and Innovation Treaty Organization, which will do its best to safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of organization members and launch national-level crackdowns on global drug, trafficking, smuggling and other organizations!"

Casaré looked at the other person.

“Not targeting…anyone or organization!”

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