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Chapter 430 Jungle Hunting

"That's good. This allows you to understand the nature of men, so that you know what is most reliable and power in this world. A man's promise can be forgotten today if he makes it today. There is nothing better than having power and making your own decisions.

"This female politician who is unmarried and has no children appears to be extremely free and easy.

"Then where is my throne? There is no need for a 'Swan Knight', I can rule alone, and I will become a living goddess in the world."

Xuanji's expression was solemn, and she reached out and pointed toward the center of the empty high platform. There was the center where bunches of sacred light gathered. One can imagine how dazzling the throne would be if placed here.

The female president showed a hint of appreciation, mixed with a hint of disdain, and a strange and complicated expression appeared on her long, slightly thin face.

"The energy of the Perfect Sacrifice will dominate your rule. You have to think about how difficult it will be. For a woman, it is like wearing a crown of thorns." He Meili warned.

"Go get ready."

"As you wish, our heroine."

The female president curtsied gracefully, and the two women reached a subtle compromise at this moment. Soon, a new era in Gaia's politics will begin.

The wind blows through the boundless blue waves of Thetis Ocean, mixed with the atmosphere of restlessness and madness. A kind of eager desire is splashed on the sunset in the sky like the colors of an oil painting, like fire, in various indescribable colors of purple, red, orange and black.

Against the chaotic and chaotic background, a luxury cruise ship with smooth and graceful lines, like a huge long leaf, appeared to be flying close to the water, breaking two snow-white waves on the sea.

The futuristic hull looks so strong and light. The special nano-alloy material allows the hull surface to repair and clean itself at all times, always maintaining a flawless state, simulating and reflecting the gorgeous colors of the sunset, showing bursts of colors.

Bright neon colors.

This is obviously the luxury yacht of Gaia's top carnivores. They always drive such luxury yachts to cruise in the waters near "Palm Springs" for fun, as if to declare to the world what the pinnacle of wealth and power is.

A burst of noisy music spread from the 275-meter-long yacht to the water. This shockingly luxurious sea palace was hosting a lively young model party, with underage girls wearing clothes that outlined their curves.

The tight-fitting animal skin costumes, hair of various colors and animal ears make her look smart, cute and sultry.

This is obviously a "jungle hunting" themed carnival party. The service counter is decorated with various green palms and plantains, filled with all kinds of fragrant and huge fragrant flowers. It is filled with various colorful exquisite foods and various alcoholic beverages.

Cocktails in various exaggerated wine glasses are like bright rainbows, dotted with fresh fruits and countless dazzling decorations. Under the psychedelic colorful lights, everything is so dreamlike.

"It's really you, Felix. You've made me live in paradise these days. You are my lucky star and have saved my whole life!"

Witt Thompson was wearing a weird and funny animal skin, holding a large glass of alcoholic beverage in his hand, showing his big white teeth and laughing wildly, he was so happy that he couldn't control himself.

A year ago, as the leader of the Black Party, he was just a joke in the Gaia Congress - as a leader of a small party who came from the lower and middle classes of society and relied on buying and impressing the mob with radical speeches to enter the Congress, he was only like "Pitbag" Witte.

A shameful nickname. No matter what emotional speeches he delivered in Congress, how he tried his best to attack political opponents, or even engaged in various fights and provocations to show off his position, he was regarded as nothing by the core power circles, and they laughed at him.

He only has an elementary school education level in word choice, and his character is rude and childish.

It was not until six months ago that the commander-in-chief of the First Fleet, Felix von Abenberg, discovered the value of the "pustule". He was repackaged, both externally and internally, and underwent rigorous plastic surgery.

Of course, he did it step by step, changing his appearance bit by bit, and even increased his average height of 1.75 meters by more than ten centimeters. The fat on his body was injected into muscles, and his hair color was dyed a fashionable flaxen gray. In addition, he was born with natural talent.

With quite dark skin and suddenly becoming sexy and charming, "pustule" Witte began to attract the attention of female voters. As for the speeches and election content, they were also carefully designed and arranged to highlight the characteristics of the Black Party's loyalty to the people's cause.

Will make "Gaia great again". After being elected, he will forcefully defeat the Platons and achieve final victory and peace. "Conspiracy theories" such as the old leadership being controlled by cult organizations are also conveyed in various forms of messages.

go out.

Under various manipulations, Vitt Thompson became a dark horse in this presidential election, overshadowing the female president Rosemary Harris who was seeking re-election. He seemed to be in the busy and lively campaign like a show.

As dazzling as a star, whether it was his inflammatory speech or his masculine charm, he made a sensation. He finally turned around and became the most popular candidate for the presidential election.

"This is all a piece of cake. As a soldier, I have the responsibility to guard Gaia and protect our home planet from the poison of women who believe in cults. I will also donate 20 billion Luna to you and the Black Party. This is a big bet.

All my wealth is gone, Werther, I'm very optimistic about you, do a good job." Felix von Abenberg, the host, held a slender champagne glass and took a sip. He was dressed casually and still wore a

That superior, aloof aristocratic demeanor.

"When I am elected, I will make you the Minister of War." Witte has now become the target of everyone's fawning, and is naturally used to writing countless bad checks.

"The Minister of War only has a civilian title and does not hold real power." Felix held a wine glass and raised his eyebrows. Against the background of the sunset, he looked quite charming.

"Then work part-time as the Chief of Staff. When I take over the 'Star Palace', even the Minister of Homeland Security can be appointed by someone you designate. By then, you will be the person with full power in charge of the military!"

Felix finally smiled with satisfaction. Since the "Titan Rebellion", the Abenberg family has only been allowed to lead troops in war, and has been insulated from the "Lords of Mount Zion".

"I have one more small request. My friend Guillaume de Longueville's factory was attacked by your Wolf Warriors. You often attacked him during the campaign for secretly selling arms to the Platos.

These are all untrue. Since the abolition of the treaty, he has never sent weapons to the Platos again..."

Felix said in a calm tone, but Witt Thompson just looked straight at the dozen or so beautiful girls, their tails and ears could tremble realistically, and their sultry sexiness made them

His hair is about to flow out.


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