Chapter 138 President Simba

"Mark, how's Eva?"

Jeff is not like Mark, he can frequently travel back and forth to Great Nicobar Island, there is no navigation between Hyderabad and Great Nicobar Island, the fastest way is to take a helicopter, it takes 4 hours each way, he is now the soul of the National Salvation Army and the new government, he can't leave for a moment, every day is not an exaggeration to describe it as a day, I haven't seen Eva for a few months, I really miss it very much.

"It's good, you've grown a lot taller, and she asked me to tell you that she misses you very much!"

After coming out of Ada's office, Mark walked around the streets of Hyderabad and didn't come to see Jeff until he got out of class.

Jeff, like his sister Eva, also has brown-red hair, and his height is almost catching up with Mark, but the faint fluff on his face betrays his real age, and his Latvian origin also gives him a handsome appearance, and his pure eyes make this handsome young man feel like he can't help but want to be close, which is also a reason why he is supported by the public.

"Mark, the situation is very bad, the National Salvation Army can't withstand the offensive of the government army, defeat is a matter of time, I plan to arrange for Eva to go abroad, but I want to stay and hold on for a while, these people are too bitter, if I leave now, it will definitely accelerate the speed of the rout, their end will be very tragic, the federal government will never show mercy, no matter what the result is, I will not give up. ”

Jeff's expression was a little gloomy, he was no longer the ignorant boy who only knew how to fish with nets and only thought about how to fill his stomach.

With a look of appreciation, Mark got up and patted Jeff on the shoulder, "Don't worry, and me, don't worry, do what you think boldly, remember, you are the king of the East Indies!"

Jeff smiled when he said this, he knew very well that everything he had came from the man with black hair and black eyes in front of him, who was about to become his brother-in-law, if he hadn't found him in the sea and rescued him, I am afraid that now, he is still fishing in the boathouse of Little Nicobar Island, how can he have such a vigorous life now.

It's all like a dream.

"Be careful in everything and remember, we are family!"

Jeff understands that Mark is going to make a move, but the government army is menacing, millions of troops are attacking in three directions, and there are no less than 100 places where the two sides exchange fire at the same time, this is a war, and it cannot be controlled by one's own strength, even if Mark is so strong.

Hearing Rappi's words outside Jeff's study in the morning, Mark made the decision to go to New Delhi, where the war could be decided.

With a population of 25 million, New Delhi is one of the few modern cities in the Federation of India, in stark contrast to the backwardness of the cities on the east coast.

At this time, Mark was sitting by the window of a restaurant in Mlas Square, leisurely drinking milk tea and eating kebabs.

This is already the 23rd skewer of barbecue, and the meat skewers with the length of an adult's big arm weigh half a catty, and ordinary people can eat enough with one skewer.

Several waiters gathered in a heap and whispered about the surprising customer in front of them, and they even secretly bet that the customer at table 5 would be able to eat a few more skewers.

Mark chose this restaurant because he was really hungry and because it was located just in time for the Parliament building and the presidential palace on the edge of Mlas Square.

This is the center of power for the entire Federation of India.

"Doba, send the kebabs ordered by the guests at table 5, hey! Business is really hard now, I heard that the entire federation and all walks of life have raised their tax rates, and there are a lot fewer guests who come to eat than in the past, if they are all like the guests at table 5, it seems that the taste of my old Rick's barbecue is still good." ”

Rick, the owner of the hotel, chattered casually.

No matter where it is, the hotel is a mixed place, especially the capital of a country, no one dares to guarantee that there will be a big man sitting at the next table, the most unfortunate, the news here is more reliable than the newspaper.

In the past few moments, Mark has heard a lot of various gossip from the mouths of some guests who eat and drink tea, and even the events in the Capitol have been involved.

Of course, there's a lot of moisture in it.

A guest said that the massacre at the Parliament House had killed more than 100 members of parliament, and that the King of the East Indies was an old man in his 70s with three eyes on his brow that could deceive people's minds.

As night fell, Mark left the hotel with a group of surprised eyes.

8:30 p.m., Presidential Palace.

Simba had dinner and sat in his spacious and luxurious study, sipping the servant's freshly ground coffee.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared very abruptly in the study, and before Simba could press the pager on the corner of the table, someone grabbed him by the collar and threw it directly into the corner.

Simba didn't say a word!

The sound insulation of the study is very good, even if you shoot inside the house, you can't hear it outside, but now it seems that it has become a cocoon.

"Who are you?"

Simba has no nonsense, he can sneak into his study under the strict guard of dozens of elite guards in the presidential palace, he must have a big plan, his political opponents are numerous, even if he comes to take his life, it is not surprising, his only hope is that it can drag on for 3 minutes.

Three minutes later, his cronies, the ancient boxing master of Calari Payat, who was matched by his family, would go to the study for a routine inspection.

Now, all you have to do is how to drag through those 3 minutes.

Simba, a man about 40 years old with a height of at least 1.8 meters and a typical Indian federal face, said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter who I am, listen clearly, and immediately order the withdrawal of troops, otherwise, you will be the first federal president to die in office in 50 years." ”

"You were sent by the King of the East Indies!"

Simba immediately understood the identity of the other party and hurriedly explained.

"You know, the withdrawal is not something I can decide alone, it is the result of a vote in the Federal Assembly, which requires the consent of more than 70 percent of the members. ”

"Don't be clever with me, you and I both know that the Federal Assembly exists in name only, and no one dares to stand up and veto your decision, who else dares to oppose you if you have lost the protection of the private army!"

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Simba gasped, he didn't expect his opponent to be so familiar with the situation of the federal government.

"You must know that the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Si Shu and me, do not belong to the same family, this is a cooperation between the interests of the four families, even if you kill me, it is useless, they will elect a new president, and the four major families will never let the rebels develop like this. ”

As he spoke, Simba glanced out of the corner of his eye at the hands of the clock on the wall.

3 minutes, you're there!