There was a farce at the airport, and the fake 'Alfonso' almost got into a fight with his relatives who came to greet him. But what surprised 'Alfonso' was that the Presidential Guards were able to control the situation and captured him and his entourage.
He was taken away in a special car.
Seeing Alfonso being picked up, Suzano, who was still enthusiastic at first, immediately darkened his face. The family members who came to pick him up stood around him, discussing in low voices how to deal with it.
"There seems to be something wrong with this kid. I originally wanted to have a chat with him in advance. If we can get his support, we will be 80% sure of our action. But who knew he would actually make such a fuss." Suzano frowned.
He frowned, with a look of doubt on his face, "Could he have done it on purpose?"
Kunque, who was just about to fight 'Alfonso', popped up and said, "Uncle Suzano, what are you talking about? You shouldn't have stopped me just now and let me teach that bastard a lesson."
Suzano shook his head and did not answer Kunke's question. He continued to talk to himself: "One of our patriarchs has become a zombie. He has become indifferent and ruthless and no longer puts the interests of us family members first."
First place. This time he recalled Alfonso, and I always felt that we were in trouble."
Everyone who picked up the plane fell silent, and they also had problems that they were helpless to deal with. The Enclave decided to support President Diego, who had become a zombie, but the members of the Diego family did not think so. No one likes that their boss is a person who has lost human emotions.
, a zombie who is also very calculating.
And 'Alfonso' was currently sitting in the presidential car that came to pick him up. Outside the car window, the roads were dilapidated, buildings collapsed, and half-clothed people from the lower classes of society were wandering on the roadside. Many of them were as skinny as wood and staggered when they walked.
The whole city was in a state of depression.
After the catastrophe, Mexico was not hit by many nuclear bombs at all. This country once had a population of more than 100 million, and its industrial and agricultural facilities were actually quite intact. However, it can only be said that the management is too incompetent to make it what it is now.
Although the chaos caused by the catastrophe is serious, Mexico still has at least 60 to 70 million people, or even nearly 100 million people alive. But after the nuclear winter, and after the chaotic and depressed government's inaction for two years, God still has 30 million people left.
Eyes open.
Such a good place, if God doesn’t give it to you, you will suffer the consequences!
The convoy entered downtown Mexico City and drove to Constitution Square. The streets were full of soldiers with live ammunition. From time to time, gunshots could be heard. The public order must have been chaotic. It was the first time for 'Alfonso' to come back to this place, so he was inevitably a little curious.
Mexico City has a long history and there are many ancient buildings in the city. Plaza de la Constitución is the center of the city, where there is the National Cathedral and the National Palace, where the president works.
The National Palace is a typical Spanish-style stone building. It has a square central courtyard with a large space, but the gray stone walls and columns give off an air of decay.
After a strict security check, 'Alfonso' entered the palace building. The interior corridors were covered with murals, but the murals were all moldy, which made people uncomfortable to look at. Even the guards here lacked energy.
When 'Alfonso' got off the plane, he was told by the Presidential Guard that President Diego wanted to see him immediately. At this time, he was taken to the gate at the end of a corridor in the National Palace. The guard at the gate went in to report, and soon the gate was closed
Push away.
The space behind the door is large, but it is empty inside. A large desk is placed in the middle, and behind the desk sits a person wearing a hooded robe..., a zombie.
It was very cold in the room, and you could tell that the atmosphere here was depressing. The soldiers in the Presidential Guard all had straight faces like the living dead. The zombies in the room slowly raised their heads, revealing their shriveled mouths and sunken cheeks.
, said in a hoarse voice: "Alfonso, come in."
This was not the first time for the fake 'Alfonso' to see zombies. There were quite a few zombies under his command. However, the zombie in front of him still made him a little uncomfortable and particularly disturbing. He hesitated for a few seconds and walked away slowly.
Go in.
The door quickly slammed shut, and 'Alfonso' looked back behind him. He didn't understand why a dignified president would live in such a place. Although his zombie scholars have obliterated human emotions, they are not without desires.
Instead, more energy is invested in scientific research.
But the zombie president in the room regarded 'Alfonso''s performance as fear. He waved his withered palms, pointed to a sofa in front of the desk and said: "Sit there, I want to have a good time with you."
Let’s talk.”
The sofa was soft, but it was too abrupt to be alone in a large office. After Alfonso sat down, he didn't even have a place to rest his legs. He looked around boredly, looking left and right.
"Alfonso, your recent behavior has surprised me very much," the zombie president said.
"Really?" 'Alfonso' also shrugged, "My President, you also surprised me."
"I am father, you should address me with honorifics."
"I don't think so. God knows who you are? I've never seen you look like a dead person before."
While 'Alfonso' spoke boldly, he also muttered in his heart: Your illegitimate son Alfonso has died long ago, and I am just a fake wearing an exquisite human skin mask.
Regarding 'Alfonso''s retort, the zombie president didn't seem to be angry at all. It hummed a few times and said: "I know what you are thinking, but you are more honest than your uncles and brothers. They are obviously afraid and hate me.
, but they all smile at me."
"I met them when I got off the plane. What a bunch of hypocritical guys!" 'Alfonso' complained.
Hahaha..., the zombie president chuckled, "They are indeed hypocritical, so hypocritical. This is why I summoned you to Mexico City."
'Alfonso' opened his mouth and said thoughtfully: "Didn't you call me here about the war bonds? Or maybe you had already expected this today if you didn't return the right to issue war bonds to the central government.
Do you want me to confront the stubborn forces within the family?"
'Alfonso' raised his head and looked at the zombie president. The skull-like President chuckled again, and he directly promised: "I will give you a chance to be the vice president and the first heir to the presidency. How about it?"
"
Fuck!
Use me as a gunman!
If it were just the real Governor Alfonso, it would be just a gun that could be thrown away after use. But this guy in front of me...
"I think you must have said something similar to that idiot Giris, right? You arranged for him to tour the country, just hoping that he could create a business outside as a supplement." 'Alfonso' shook his head, and in an instant
I want to understand the cause and effect of almost everything.
"Giris has lived up to my expectations. He is very talented, but his character is too weak." The zombie president nodded approvingly towards 'Alfonso', "Child, why didn't I realize you were so smart in the past?"
Because I am not the dead Alfonso at all!
"Do you agree? This opportunity to take control of the overall situation does not come often."
"Yes, but I have a condition. Who will take over the bonds in my hand? I have to sell them. I can't do anything without money."