965. Public opinion kills

Under the constant blowing of the sea breeze, the haze that enveloped the entire Greater Los Angeles area gradually passed inland, and Jiang Yiming's vision became clearer, and the visibility rose from seven or eight meters to fifty or sixty meters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although he could see pieces of ruins with his mental power scanning before, now with the naked eye, he can clearly see the collapsed buildings and streets in a dead silence. This is still bustling Los Angeles, a barren land comparable to the U.S.-Mexico border.

"The Yankees are crazy about dropping nuclear bombs on their own cities, even if they don't have the ruthlessness. Although the latter often bombed reservoirs with nuclear bombs, built canals and so on. ā€

Jiang Yiming is hostile to the transformers in the United States, but he is not a murderer, and it is impossible for him to give such an order to destroy Los Angeles.

He turned to think that the president of the United States, who was able to make such a decision, really had a heart as black as his skin. At this time, he did not know that Obama had been overthrown, and the launch of nuclear weapons had nothing to do with the president.

As an individual, Jiang Yiming didn't know, but the leaders of the major powers noticed that something was wrong in the White House. Not only could Oba Niu not be contacted, but even the presidents of the Senate and the House of Representatives, as well as the vice president, were invisible and could not find anyone.

"No matter what the Americans do to their home country, we just want to promote the madness of the Americans. It must be vigorously publicized so that most people in the country know about it. ā€

With the exception of the United Kingdom, other major powers have taken similar measures, mobilizing the media to expose the US nuclear bomb at Los Angeles. Thanks to the convenience of the modern information society, most netizens quickly know that TV, computer, and mobile phones are being bombed.

"What, this should be the news that the editor made up randomly in order to win attention, how can there be such a thing? If the Americans had found out, wouldn't they have rushed into the White House and tore up the Oba cow and eaten it? ā€

"It's absolutely absolutely fake, Oba Niu also won the Nobel Peace Prize, how can he get out of such a heartbreaking, anti-human thing? Our Royal Norwegian Academy of Sciences is very impartial, and it takes a lot of scrutiny to give the trophy to Oba Cow. ā€

"What a bullshit Norwegian bullshit guy upstairs! I have relatives who immigrated to Los Angeles and now I can't get in touch with any of them. Calls, Twitter, and Facebook can't get through, damn Oba Cow! ā€

"Is it true? I went to a French news site and the headlines were about it. It is impossible for so many countries to tell lies together, and they have put on all the photos of the missile group taken by satellites. ā€

"The American dream, the people who immigrated to Los Angeles really realized the American dream, and they went to heaven with the local citizens, and this dream is really good. I'm still honest in my country, and I've only traveled and not immigrated in this life. ā€

"It's terrifying, there are millions of people in Los Angeles, and now they have all been blown up by their own country's nuclear bombs, and there is nothing left. What is the reason, it is impossible to get such a big move just because it is occupied by the so-called ghost warriors? ā€

"Based on the news I've seen before, I guessed that the United States, which is controlled by the morphers, hates its sworn enemy, the Ghost Warriors, so I made the decision to blow up Los Angeles. Oba Bull is an ordered puppet with a big black cauldron on his back. ā€

If Oba Niu sees this message from a South African netizen, he will definitely be very excited, and he can't wait to bow to him, and he will pour out his heart and lungs and say: You are really my bosom friend!

The U.S. media moved more slowly than abroad, and it wasn't until they received instructions from the top to start reporting on the bombing of Los Angeles. Compared with the situation of foreign netizens watching the fire from the other side, Americans are boiling, like a frying pan.

"Arrest Oba Cow!"

"Oba must be sentenced to death!"

"My parents are in Los Angeles, and if the court doesn't decide, I'm going to buy a gun and kill Oba with my own hands!"

A roar of rage poured down on the Oba cow, and most of the American cities were in chaos, and everyone feared that their next victim might be themselves. If you can blow up Los Angeles today, will you be able to blow up the city tomorrow?

The largest demonstrations in the history of the United States began, and Americans across the east and west coasts of the United States began to riot, from New York in the east to Seattle in the west. It looks like if the fire is not lowered in time, the whole country will be paralyzed.

The White House, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened to reporters and angry citizens waiting outside, and Obama began to speak under heavy protection.

His already black face was already as black as the bottom of a pot, and the posture of looking forward to self-pride in the past had disappeared, leaving only a depressed and lifeless face.

"Dear Americans, the nuclear bomb that was recently launched at Los Angeles was to destroy the dangerous enemy, the superhumans who call themselves ghost warriors. My intention was not to erase Los Angeles, but to remove this enemy for the sake of the country. ā€

Oba Niu paused in the middle, tempting to say that he was in a state of involuntariness, but when he thought of his wife and children, he changed his mind about the danger.

"Die!"

"Murderer!"

A tsunami-like curse came from the crowd, wrapping around Oba Ox's neck like an invisible noose, leaving him breathless.

"Here, I would like to admit that such a rash decision was made without much thought and detailed discussion with many thinkers. I'm going to say sorry to everyone! As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Crocodile tears!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The cry of the earth breaking reached Oba Ox's ears, and tears flowed even more. How he wanted to say into the microphone that he was hollowed out by Wall Street and other conglomerates, and he did not order the launch of a nuclear bomb at all.

Just to protect his family, he can't say that. And he suspects that even if he wants to tell the truth, the conglomerates that control everything around him can easily stop it.

It's not that Oba hasn't tried to beg for mercy from the secret service bodyguards who get along with him day and night, but none of them are willing to deal with him and treat him like air.

Since then, black President Baunder Auberg has known that there is only a dead end ahead, with no hope in sight, and a black-clad messenger of death is already waiting for him to pass.

"God bless me." After bowing to the angry crowd, he pulled out a silver pistol from his bosom and pointed it to his forehead.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, after all, it was the first time that a US president had been able to witness the suicide of an American president.

"Hurry up! Stop acting, we're going to see you die. Someone in the crowd suddenly said this, which immediately aroused the impulse in the hearts of the others.

"yes, shoot!"

"yes, shoot!" (To be continued.) )