Working as a police officer in Mexico

They have no idea how serious it is, thinking it's just a minor clash.

"This... So who's in charge of United States now?" Larry asked urgently.

"Speaker of the House, Francesca Daniels."

She's the third in line according to the Constitution, the successor when both the President and Vice President are unavailable.

"Her? A black woman, does she have the ability? She doesn't have the ability, look, if you ask me, it should be suppressed with force!" Larry said angrily, his words so harsh that his secretary dared not respond.

One sentence...

Racial discrimination, gender discrimination...

"Sir, there's another protest crowd ahead, should we take another route?" the driver shouted loudly.

Peter Peterson leaned forward slightly and saw the intersection ahead crowded with people, all holding guns, masked, and some hiding behind making phone calls with someone unknown.

"Detour."

He was very decisive.

No need to find out, if they get killed by these thugs, it would be ridiculous, their net worth is so high.

But if you want to leave, they're not letting you, the thugs who've long noticed the motorcade rushed over with guns, bang bang bang!

Shooting at the car...

"Hurry, hurry, detour!" Larry screamed, curling up in the back of the car.

The driver made a sharp turn on the spot, two cars blocked the crowd, while the remaining car protected the main car as it left, and only when they could no longer hear the gunfire of the thugs, did Larry lift his head, still with fear in his eyes, "Such people should be dealt with by the military..."

BANG!!

A gunshot rang out, and the driver's head driving exploded at once, causing the steering wheel to suddenly swerve, and the whole car crashed uncontrollably into a roadside shop.

On a rooftop passed by the motorcade.

The sniper, with a cigarette in his mouth, picked up his M82A1 sniper rifle, turned and left. Only the Barrett can penetrate bulletproof glass.

Peter Peterson felt a mist of blood before his eyes, pain all over his body forced a groan out of him, he tried to crawl out with effort, but his foot was stuck, and beside him, Larry lay limp, a piece of glass pierced through his neck, dying with grievances.

The blood on his face was already dry.

"Sir, sir!" The other car hurriedly stopped, the security personnel got off and pried open the twisted car door, pulling Peter Peterson out.

Carried his blood-soaked body into the car, and the others?

No matter!

They started calling for help in the car, and within five minutes, a military UH-60 Blackhawk helicopter appeared overhead providing escort.

Should have let the military pick them up when they landed.

Who could have thought the situation would deteriorate to this extent?

But Peter Peterson, who had just got off the plane, went straight into the ICU, who did this? Eyes hiding behind the scenes watched menacingly.

Victor?

Some extreme right organization?

Or was it the Angsa Consortium planning a counterattack?

Or perhaps the Black Panther Party, or other contenders?

Damn...

On the 9.37 million square kilometers of land, there are all kinds of "ill-intentioned" people everywhere.

Peter Peterson was attacked and hospitalized, and soon after experienced multiple organ failure and died, this former Secretary of Commerce, head of the world's largest independent alternative asset management institution, died three months past his 66th birthday.

The most direct impact of his death was the full US stock market crash the next day.

Wall Street howled in misery.

The number of bankruptcies piled up, at any moment you could see people jumping off skyscrapers.

On September 7th, a wizard named Helen in the United Kingdom suddenly said on the BBC, she saw an eagle taking off from Mexico, growing larger and larger, until it became a large cloud over United States, swallowing it whole.

The United States, its fortunes gone!

So damn superstitious...

But believe it or not, some people actually believe it, like the Mayan Civilization's end-of-the-world prophecy, which is popular in the Western World, regardless of high or low ranks.

Also on September 7th.

In Dallas, Texas, a middle-aged man named David Koresh also declared the "end of the world" is coming, and the unrest in United States is the "Lord's" punishment against United States, everyone will be judged, only those who join his sect will not.

And announced, Victor started off in Mexico under his guidance!

This guy...

Truly shameless.

Back when Victor visited United States to meet Old Bush over a drug issue, it was this guy who broke through the crowd and grabbed him, asking him to join his faith (Chapter 229).

Not to mention like a God.

In San Francisco, California, a fortuneteller named Hong Mingyu in Chinatown claimed he was "Hong Xiuquan" in his previous life.

...

Instantly got beaten up by the Cantonese granny next door who sells rice noodle rolls.

Hong Nima, showing your dad, all your grandma!

Still pulling this crap in United States.

No one believes it, in Chinatown there's only a craving for money, and here you come with "the Firmament has perished?"

The police didn't even show up, got suppressed by the neighbors.

The chaotic atmosphere was overwhelming.

And this atmosphere gradually seeped into neighboring Canada.

On September 8th, at the famous Wreck Beach in Vancouver, six Indians raped a UBC student!

The incident was extremely vile!

Newspapers and media hyped it up, Canadians already dissatisfied with public defecation all of a sudden united to launch a "Clean White Plan", starting to beat up Indian immigrants.

Didn't the British teach you to find a toilet to shit in?

Canadians will!

With fierce momentum, fight scenes can be seen everywhere, and the Indian government began to protest, saying it was discrimination against Indians.

Made the Canadian government at their wits' end.