Friedman saw Flynn's murderous intent, his expectant gaze finally became dark, and the hand holding his pants pocket was also lowered at this moment, but he did not dodge it, but watched Flynn rush over, his azure eyes were full of compassion and helplessness,

Flynn finally got closer, the hand holding the glass shard was raised high, and the bloodthirsty gaze had locked on Friedman's throat, as long as the raised hand stabbed hard, blood would be splattered on the spot, but just when Flynn raised his hand was full of strength and was about to strike a killer blow, his chest suddenly trembled violently, and then an inexplicable colic instantly hit his whole body, Flynn suddenly realized something, and looked at Friedman opposite in amazement,

At this time, Friedman was still indifferent to Zhang, and he was as calm and polite as usual, but the indifference in his eyes and the residual blood stains at the corners of his mouth made people feel a chill from the bottom of his heart in being polite, Flynn's body began to twitch, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he struggled to pop out a word:

"Is it wine?"

Friedman didn't answer, but nodded politely, and Flynn couldn't help but smile miserably: "Why?"

"You're so tired, you should rest!"

"It's the International Arms Federation........ Still is.......... Still is........ The brutes on Wall Street ........"

Friedman didn't answer again, because the sentence just now had already explained everything, and Flynn was naturally unwilling, but he didn't have a chance to ask again, because the sudden poison had begun to paralyze his nervous system, and his trembling lips wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

Finally, in the more intense colic, Flynn could no longer support it, clutched his chest and fell to the ground with a pop, then his eyes bulged, he gasped heavily, and his gradually dilated eyes looked at Friedman standing in front of him unwillingly, and suddenly a person appeared in his remaining eyes,

In his thirties, with a tall posture, dark yellow hair, and a slightly slender face, he looked like his first lover, of course, more like himself, that was his son, his only son, because of a headless case more than ten years ago, he was ruthlessly kicked out of the house, and the father and son never saw each other again, but they didn't expect to appear by his side again when he was about to die.......

At this moment, Flynn finally understood, the unwillingness in his eyes gradually turned into relief and relief, and his mouth trembled even more when he was breathing, and he seemed to have said half of what he said when he drove his son out of the house today:

A person with good intentions can never be called the heir of the Flynn family, only cold-blooded and cruel can be called my son of Parterson Flynn, today I am proud of your cold-bloodedness, you are my favorite son........

The words I wanted to say lingered in my mind for a long time, struggling, hoping for it, but I just couldn't say it, and finally the toxin attacked again, swallowing away the only remaining meaning in Flynn's mind little by little, and then his eyes began to dilate, his pupils gradually dilated, the spasms became soothing, and his body temperature dropped rapidly, and after a few seconds, Maidson Flynn, who had once dominated the United States, finally became a cold corpse........

"I finally understand what you said to me, that if you want the Flynn family to stand, you must not be merciful, and go in peace, my dear father, and your son will fulfill your heart's wish for you........"

At the moment when Flynn was dying, the young man leaned down and kissed Flynn on the cold forehead as he spoke, his words were full of reluctance and love, but the next moment when he put down his father's body and stood up again, there was no sadness in his blue eyes, only ambition and bloodthirsty coldness........

"Sir, the characteristics of the old gentleman are exactly the same as myocardial infarction, and even the best pathologists cannot tell the difference!"

The old butler Friedman hurriedly bent down respectfully the moment the young man got up, just as he had done to Maidson Flynn, the corners of the young man's mouth hooked up a strange sneer, and then he turned around, and a wisp of the waning sunset hit his handsome and steady face,

If the members of the coalition command who were far away in Saudi Arabia were here at this time, their jaws would definitely fall to the ground in shock, because this young man was none other than the confidant of General Schwarzkopf, who had just been dismissed, the general adviser of the coalition command, Air Force Brigadier General Christ,

However, to everyone's surprise, this young general with a civilian background is the only son of Maidson Flynn, even if he has a bad background, and has clashed with Flynn many times and was kicked out of the house by his ruthless father, he is still Flynn's son, the undisputed heir of the Flynn family, as for his full name, it is naturally not S. Christ, but Maelderson Christ Flynn..........

A day later, an obituary shook the entire American elite, once a strongman in both political and business circles, Maidson Flynn, died at home due to a sudden myocardial infarction, at the age of 63.

After listening to the report of the chief of staff, President Bush, who was in the White House, looked a little complicated, but he could clearly feel that the gloomy clouds that had been lingering on Bush's face for many days began to gradually dissipate; after the chief of staff walked out of the Oval Office, President Bush closed his eyes and leaned on the back of his chair, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, straightened up and picked up the black telephone on the desk........

Changing into a decent suit, Christ was less heroic, but a little more restrained, at the moment he sat at the desk that his father had used, holding a black special phone and quietly listening to the voice coming from inside:

"I hope you don't forget our trading ........"

"I have just taken over the inheritance left by my father, and many things are worse than I thought, so rest assured, dear Mr. President, that I will fight for the reconquest for years to come. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I think with your ingenuity, you should be able to keep those old fellows from eating and walking around. ”

President Bush on the other side of the phone finally showed a satisfied smile, he was a puppet jointly elected by interest groups, as the spokesman of interest groups, regardless of making profits for them, but as long as he is a normal person, he does not want to have a large number of people behind him to manipulate him.

Therefore, for a long time, President Bush has sought to get rid of the shackles of interest groups, but the relationship between the major interest groups is too strong, and the Melderson Flynn whom they jointly elected is a powerful figure that has rarely been seen in decades.

Not to mention that he is an ordinary president with mediocre talents, even President Reagan, who has great talent and strategy, has to look up to him, otherwise he will inevitably not be able to escape the tragic fate of Kennedy, Nixon and others, Bush does not want to die in an unknown way, let alone be pulled off the presidential throne in a daze.

So he can only be wronged and obey the arrangements of those behind the scenes, but he does not want to break this political operation system all the time, fortunately, he finally waited for this opportunity, that is, the "intelligencegate" incident of Parterson Flynn, which not only made the powerful Flynn rebel and leave, but also made the original monolithic interest group have an irreparable rift.

What makes Bush even happier is that even after Flynn's death, these rifts will not be repaired, but will become more and more intense, because the contradictions between the arms group and the stone group on the Middle East issue can be said to be more and more serious.

The actual combat advertising plan that the arms interest groups had hoped for has completely failed, and nearly $100 billion in potential orders has been wiped out, and at a time when stock prices have fallen one after another and business conditions are declining, arms interest groups are very eager to end the Gulf War as soon as possible, so that they can withdraw their fists and heal their wounds with peace of mind.

However, the oil groups that have been deployed in the Gulf region for many years hope that the Gulf War can continue, and it is better to overthrow the Saddam regime directly, so that they can better control the oil-producing areas, monopolize oil resources, and thus grab huge wealth.

Very supportive of the approach of the oil conglomerates, because they can use the pricing power of oil to create a dizzying array of financial instruments and sell them around the world through oil futures, and the profits are simply staggering, and it is under such circumstances that President Bush sees hope and decisively abandons the arms conglomerates and throws himself into the arms of the oil interests and financial conglomerates.

It is precisely because of this that although the Gulf War was fought badly, his presidency is still as stable as Mount Tai, and the reason for this is precisely the strong support of the two major conglomerates of oil and finance, but President Bush is not satisfied, because he has not completely shaken off the control of interest groups, so he must find a firm ally and reliable partner, so that he and even his entire family can also join the ranks of interest groups, so as to become a real "free man"!

So he found Christ, because this young man is ambitious and ruthless enough, but more importantly, he hates traditional interest groups very much, after all, the decline of the Flynn family is inseparable from the blows of these traditional interest groups......... (To be continued.) )