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Chapter 1822 Unyielding King

Also in Washington, D.C., various forces participating in the special meeting of the North American Security Summit gathered again. Only this time the gathering avoided the Aurora Legion and the unpleasant Victor Hugo.

Today, the relationship between the Aurora Legion and various forces in North America is that they are contradictory and interdependent.

The Legion needs the North American market, various high-tech items left over from the end of the world, and talent and technology; while North America also needs the market for agricultural products and mineral products provided by the Legion, and also needs the goods provided by the other party to meet the living needs of all strata of society.

For more than half a year, this mutually beneficial business demand has brought huge benefits to both parties, but also exposed many problems.

This special meeting was actually to resolve the detailed work on logistics, tax rates, customs and other aspects of business. But Uncle Zhou stirred up a hornet's nest as soon as he came on stage.

The result is…….

"You Baathists just have shit in your head."

"We are now facing a serious military threat from the Aurora Legion, but are any of you willing to help?"

"Can I ask for help if you need it?"

"If the Aurora Legion cuts off trade, will you aid us? You yourself are controlled by Victor Hugo, so don't worry about our affairs."

"Since you are facing the threat of the Aurora Legion, you Baathists are still so desperate to attack our Enclave? You traitors."

"The Enclave is now disgustingly rotten. You should give up your territory to us, the Baath Party."

As soon as the secret gathering began, the leaders and envoys of various forces started to quarrel. Everyone was very rude and slapped the table and cursed. Anji, who was personally responsible for taking notes at the meeting, could only sigh. She really couldn't help it.

Write down the current situation.

The party room was noisy and chaotic. Seeing that everyone was about to fight over various conflicts, a heavy cough sounded from the upper part of the room. Hearing the cough, the noisy bosses and envoys all turned their heads. For a moment

Finally, everyone calmed down and sat down on the chairs again.

David Lawrence stood at the top of the room. His tall body was also outstanding among the big guys attending the meeting. His face was serious, his eyes were cold, he only coughed, and he was not intimidating and angry.

"Are you noisy enough?" David Lawrence turned his head and looked at everyone present. Those who made eye contact with him either laughed, pursed their lips, or simply had wandering eyes, not daring to look at each other. "Not noisy enough.

Just continue, but I won’t accompany you anymore.”

David Lawrence slowly turned around and walked out of the meeting room. Angie, who was taking notes, did not expect that her father would leave. She could only announce a temporary adjournment of the meeting and hurriedly chased after her father.

"Dad,..." Anji shouted after catching up.

David Lawrence did not stop, but asked: "Angie, do you think I have failed as a leader?"

"Of course not!" Angie immediately denied, "I used to not understand many of your decisions, father, but now that I am managing Washington, D.C., I quickly understand that those in power cannot do whatever they want.

Everyone has different ideas, different interests, and different choices. Ruling millions of people is not something you can do by just patting your head. So now I know that you, father, are also in a dilemma."

"Hahaha..." David Lawrence smiled, and he turned back to look at his daughter. Young Angie was as beautiful as her mother, and half a year of practical work had given her a bit more vigor after experience.

"Angie, what would it be like if you were a boy? I can fight boldly and safely, and then leave everything I gain to you." David Lawrence reached out and touched his daughter's head lovingly.

Anji was unconvinced and said angrily: "I can do better than boys."

"Can you do better than Victor?" David Lawrence asked.

"This..." Anji was speechless. After half a year of practice, she felt that she could not lose to anyone, but if she wanted to compare with Victor Hugo, she really couldn't compare.

David Lawrence sighed again and said: "Your mother came back from Seattle six months ago and told me, 'We'd better join forces with Victor, because we can't defeat each other. She also advised me to marry you to that bastard.

Boy.'

I got angry on the spot and had a big quarrel with your mother. Your mother hid in a monastery and refused to see me again. But when I calmed down afterwards, I always felt that there seemed to be something that your mother had not fully said.

So I sent someone to investigate all the meetings between your mother and Victor in Seattle, and there were even more doubts. For example, when the Freemasonry lost four aircraft carriers and four supply ships, I concluded that it was Victor.

Do it.”

Anji was shocked, "Didn't the Masonic Association's subsequent investigation say that it was the Baath Party that did it? It's just that the Baath Party didn't admit it."

"No, no, no..., the Baath Party doesn't have that ability. Victor must have done it. Your mother once said that she 'witnessed Victor taking away the aircraft carrier'. I asked what happened? She refused.

Instead, he kept begging God for forgiveness, as if he was afraid of revealing some secret."

Anji was horrified and didn't know how to imagine this at all.

"I can't understand it either, but it must be the case." David Lawrence shrugged, smiled, and asked: "Angie, if Victor and I fight, which side will you stand on?"

"Of course I am on your side, father." Anji said without hesitation.

But David Lawrence smiled slyly, "Angie, you are wrong. You should side with Victor."

"ah……?"

"I believe that Victor will not hurt you. If I defeat Victor, I can naturally save you. If Victor defeats me, he will not abandon you. This is a family's way of survival, a bet

You can’t put it all in one place.”

David Lawrence said this with a bit of arrogance and a bit of determination. He pointed to the meeting room he had just walked out of, and said in a low voice: "Don't look at how fiercely those bastards were arguing. In fact, they all

It can be bought.

I have been fighting with those bastards for more than three years. I know them very well. I just took advantage of their greed to get where I am today. And as long as the price is high enough, those guys won't care about surrendering to a Chinese, because those guys

They're all a bunch of weaklings.

Today's Victor is no longer the poor guy who wandered to the Caribbean. He has a strong fist and can afford the price. Whatever he wants to do can definitely be done. I believe he has this ability.

However, Victor can bribe anyone, but he cannot bribe me. I am the real savior of the United States, and I should be the master of this land. If America really has a throne, I should be the one who ascends the throne, so I

I will never give in, I will fight to the end."

Anji was completely confused. She shook her head and said, "Dad, I don't understand what you said. What exactly do you want me to do?"

"I want to marry you to Victor Hugo. At least that bastard is worthy of you. Doesn't he want to be the emperor? Then the queen must be the best you." David Lawrence suddenly looked gentle, "I

My daughter cannot be the king of the world, but she should be the queen of the world."

"But you just said..."

"I am me, I am David Lawrence, David Lawrence who will never admit defeat. I will not give in to that bastard. I will challenge that kid. I have been waiting for a fight to the death with him.

Got it!"


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