Chapter 719 Invitation!

"Am I that kind of person? Do I look so unreliable in your eyes?" Qatar, America Central Theater Command, Hanks held the phone and asked forcefully.

The next second, he received Lin Yu's response.

"Do you look human?"

He asked in a very soft tone, with just the right amount of contempt in his voice, which instantly broke Hanks' guard.

He didn't care about the rest of Lin Yu's words and threw the phone away with his hand.

With a bang, the phone hit the corner and shattered into a pile.

But turning his head, he rushed to the wreckage of the mobile phone in great pain, and carefully fished out the phone card from the wreckage.

After putting the phone card away, he returned to his desk, picked up the landline phone on the desk again, and began to give orders:

"Melvin, your Team 7 is on standby in Islamabad for the time being. I will let the embassy continue to show up and continue to seduce those damn guys."

"The job you need to do is to protect the people in the embassy secretly, and then track down those damn guys."

"When they appear again, launch a fatal blow to them and eliminate these guys completely."

After giving the order to the SEALs, Hanks dialed Thomas' number again:

"Hurry up and find someone, quickly find out where they are."

"If you can't figure it out, you're dead."

After assigning tasks to the people below, Hanks threw away the phone, sat down at his desk, and began to write a report on the attack on the Pakistani Embassy.

He must send out the report as soon as possible and block all unfavorable factors to prevent the bastards from the Democratic Party from reaching out.

[Dear Mr. President, this time America’s embassy in Pakistan was attacked, and I am very sorry that I failed to handle it in time.

However, we have mastered the enemy's whereabouts, and, in the near future, we will launch a strike against the opponent.

But before launching a strike, we still need a name, a name for counter-terrorism.

This requires the President to ask the Secretary of State to go to the United Nations General Assembly for a vote, and it will be much easier for us to use the decision of the United Nations General Assembly to vote...]

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Magic City Peace Hotel.

Lin Yu led people into the lobby, handed the document in his hand to the oncoming hotel manager, and then pointed at Amul behind him:

"This is Mr. Amul, please get to know him."

"Six days later, he will hold an exchange meeting at your Peace Hotel. This exchange meeting will include people from all over the world, speaking different languages..."

"Every language is available, so you have to pay attention."

"In the end, during this period, all your security personnel will be on vacation. Our people will be responsible for the security work of the entire hotel. You need to explain clearly to your own people."

The hotel manager stood respectfully beside him, his waist slightly bent, and he looked at Lin Yu's instructions with great respect.

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he immediately took the document with both hands and nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Lin is right, we will do what Mr. Lin said."

"We have prepared the room you ordered, Mr. Lin. I will take you up right now."

The manager held the document bag in front of his chest with his left hand, raised his right arm and stretched forward, standing beside him to guide the way.

His groveling look made other people in the hotel stunned.

Under the leadership of the hotel manager, Lin Yu and Amul quickly reached the top floor of the hotel.

After settling everything, Lin Yu stood leisurely in front of Amul with a cup of tea: "Mr. Amul, you can now send invitations to the heroes of the world."

Across the way, Amule looked at Lin Yu who was shaking the tea cup, took half a step back, bent down respectfully, and put his right hand flat on his chest: "As you wish!"

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Washington, White House.

Odebiao threw the report to the side, interlaced his index fingers on his chest, and kept making gestures with his two thumbs, and his black face became more and more gloomy at this moment.

"In 2001, the Twin Towers were hit by planes. Our dear President Bush immediately declared war on Afghanistan to kill Al Qaeda."

"For this reason, we also paid a large sum of money to the Balochistan Liberation Army to let this damn organization provide us with intelligence."

"But now, Al Qaeda is still alive, and so is the Afghan Taliban. These two bastards are not dead, and another Pakistani Taliban has emerged."

His words became colder and colder, and after hearing his cold words, the people in front of them also lowered their heads and stood there motionless, pretending to be dead.

And their appearance of pretending to be dead caught Odbiao's eyes, which made the black president even more angry.

He looked at these people with hatred, slapped his hand on the table, and then changed the slap to a sweep.

Sweeping all the things on the desk to the ground, the things fell with clattering sounds, and the heads of the people standing opposite also lowered their heads.

Even the last two people took a step back.

Seeing all this, Odebiao became even more angry and cursed directly:

"You losers, so what if the Central War Zone is the territory of the Republican Party?"

"The embassy where America lives in Pakistan was burned down. This is a slap in America's face. It is equivalent to an invasion of America."

"At this critical moment, you guys didn't even think of jumping out to insult Hanks, the commander of the Central Theater Command, and accusing him of not doing things well."

"What are you thinking?"

"Everyone wants to make money, but they don't have the guts."

"Get rid of Hanks and replace the commander of the central theater with one of your own. The Middle East is all oil, Iran is all mines, and Afghanistan is all gems. What do you want?"

"But what about you? You haven't done anything. Today is the fourth day since the embassy was burned down, and you haven't done anything."

"You are actually just watching, watching others move."

"You haven't taken action in the past few days, but Hanks is taking action, and the Republican Party is also taking action."

Odebiao got angry when he cursed, grabbed the document on the table, and directly photographed the faces of these people:

"Take a good look and read their reports."

"Others are already planning relevant actions, and are also preparing to bring other countries in to implement the actions together."

"Look back at you again..."

After a slap on his forehead, Odebiao sat back on his chair without saying anything.

So far, three months have passed in his presidential career, and he has reached the fourth month mark.

In the past three months, he has straightened out his predecessor's work and officially took over all power from his predecessor.

But just because he took over all the power, he felt a little pain in his head.

The big benefactor behind him is an idiot who can't do anything and only wants to make money.

As long as there is a place where they can make money, even if the thing is around his neck, they have to go there.

Then there is his own campaign team.

Obviously these people were very smart during the election, but for some reason, after these people sat in the corresponding positions, each one of them became very stupid.

Stupid as hell.

Before he could finish being angry, someone knocked on the office door from outside. Listening to the voice, it was his chief of staff.

After getting Oudebiao's permission, the door was pushed open from the outside. The chief of staff hurriedly walked into the office and delivered a newspaper to Oudebiao.

"Mr. President, we are in big trouble."

The word "big trouble" made Odebiao's eyes open all of a sudden. His already big eyes stared into copper bells at this moment.

Could it be that his embarrassing stories were dug up by the news media?

It shouldn’t be!

He couldn't wait to pick up the newspaper, and his eyes frantically searched for the words Odebiao in the newspaper.

Page 1 does not have it.

Page 2 does not have it.

There is no page 3 either.

There are no subsequent pages either.

Odebiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no news with his name as the main headline.

But before he could fully breathe out, the chief of staff snatched the newspaper from his hand, then pointed to the text on page 1 and said:

"Mr. President, look here."

"There is a Pakistani Islamic preacher who is now openly inviting people around the world who have insights into the Quran to discuss it."

"But the place this guy chose was not Islamabad, Pakistan, nor America, nor Mecca and Medina, but the Magic City."

"The Magic City of China."

"China has not responded yet, but I estimate that they will issue a targeted reply this afternoon at the latest."

"We absolutely cannot allow this exchange meeting to continue. If we allow this exchange meeting to continue, it will be a disaster for us, America."

"Once these Bible-reading fools get the hang of it, they will become very difficult to deal with, which will be very detrimental to our layout in the Middle East."

"So, Mr. President, we can either destroy this exchange or let it be held in our New York City."

"There is a United Nations building in New York, so it is very appropriate to hold such an exchange meeting."

"As long as we lure those people to America, we can manipulate them at the exchange meeting, subdue a group of people, and secretly kill a group of people."

"By doing this, we can gain dominance in the Middle East. If we go to their people with their scriptures and they object, that is heresy."

"All heretics must die!"

The chief of staff spoke very quickly, gritting his teeth at the end, looking like he was eager to devour others.

After listening to what he said, Odebiao didn't react much. He just raised his right hand and used his index finger to find a string of numbers in a large report.

That's the date.

That was the date when this so-called exchange meeting was held.

On April 13, 2005, the local time in China was used.

As for America, it's April 12th.

Today, America is April 6th, local time.

It’s a good deal, only 6 days left.

Those who have received the news and are preparing to go to the scene to refute it should have set off by now. Even if America stops it now and ignores all the procedures, it will still take about 12 hours.

In 12 hours, these people probably even opened the hotel and were ready to go to sleep.

Putting his fingers on his eyebrows, he closed his eyes and thought for a long time. Odebiao suddenly raised his head and said, "Let the BBC go there. If you let them in, let them cause trouble."

"If you don't let them in, let them fabricate news, saying that the press is not free, and that the news media is oppressed."

"It is said that this so-called exchange meeting is actually not transparent."

"All in all, this exchange meeting is ruined."

"Also, you should do something about what Hanks said in the report."

"Go get busy!"

The chief of staff got the order and turned away naturally, but before turning away, he took another look at the people next to him.

They were the people who were originally stuffed into the Ministry of Defense and the military system.

These people...

Damn trash.

After cursing in his heart, the chief of staff turned away without hesitation to prepare for related work.

…………

Tel Aviv.

Joseph Nasi walked quickly through the streets of Tel Aviv after the rain.

And in his hand, he tightly grasped a mobile phone.

He walked quickly, carefully letting the pedestrians coming and going on the road, and finally stopped in front of a Jewish synagogue.

He did not rush into the church, but stood in front of the church door and began to tidy up his clothes meticulously.

It took about 10 minutes to smooth out all the wrinkles on his body and confirm that there was no mess on his body. Then he took a step and walked into the church.

In the auditorium, the milky white lights shine on the white walls, making them look even whiter and more like heaven.

Under the lights, there are dozens of Haredi people wearing black Haredi robes, Jerusalem hats, and big beards.

They hold scriptures in their hands and are sitting on the carpet reading in a low voice.

In front of them are a few older Haredi people.

The big beard on that face has completely turned white, so white that it is a bit dazzling.

Joseph walked right past the people sitting on the carpet and came to the older Haredi people, bowing respectfully:

"Bishop Sigmund, Bishop Errani, Bishop Steven."

"Just got the news that a Pashtun man who calls himself Amul is going to hold an Islamic doctrine exchange meeting in Huaxia Magic City."

"He claims that his knowledge comes from Musa bin Muhammad bin Ibrahim. This time, he is asking for advice from the whole world on behalf of his teacher, and at the same time, he is also fulfilling his teacher's last wish."

"According to Bishop Joshua's guess, this guy is going to integrate all Muslims except Arabs."

"If this guy succeeds, it will be very detrimental to our Israel to restore the glory of our ancestors."

"Therefore, Bishop Joshua is going to invite the three of you to Magic City to refute this guy."

After finishing his mission, Joseph bent down and held the phone in both hands.

The invitation from Amul was on the lit phone screen.

【I, Amule Tuya, have studied the Quran for many years and have occasionally gained some knowledge from my teacher, Sharif Musa bin Muhammad bin Ibrahim.

My teacher passed away and was unable to spread his teachings.

Therefore, I have booked a few tables at the Peace Hotel in Huaxia Magic City and invite all those who are interested in studying the Quran to exchange ideas.

The time is April 13, 2005 - April 20, 2005. 】