Joseph. Ludier lives in Sugar City, southwest of Houston, which is a very livable neighborhood in Houston, and because it is very popular with immigrants, it is more mixed with outsiders, especially Asian, and it is said that more than 34% of Asians live here.

Although it is known as the most suitable small city in North America to live in, most of them are for ordinary families, and most of the people who live here are ordinary families with an annual family income of only one million federal coins.... Well.... To the average family ....

Bigwigs generally rarely live in this place, and many people think that Joseph Sr. is putting on a show and proving to the world that he was an incorruptible mayor when he was in power....

At this time, Joseph Sr., as usual, came home after shopping groceries alone and began to record the fluctuations in prices and the talk he heard about life while walking.

In the past three years since he retired, he has actually not been idle every day, collecting the thoughts of the middle and low-level people every day in this community that can best reflect the people's feelings, and he knows that only in this kind of place, can he pay more attention to see what the general public needs, and what is the current dissatisfaction.......

Nowadays, the network is developed, even if there is no big capital support, private fundraising is also a good way, although there are people who support him now, but the other party's conditions are somewhat inconsistent with his original intention of administration, if he can, he still doesn't want to deal too much with the capitalists who contacted him a few days ago.

Through the initial publicity and speeches, the effect of the fundraising these days is very good, and it seems to be enough to support him to reject some of the boss's deeper deals, and it turns out that his efforts in the past three years have not been in vain....

Today he was a little busier than usual, because he had to sort out all the diary information from all the years he had lived in Sugar City.

Starting tomorrow, he will move to the administrative district and devote himself to this campaign.....

But..... When he returned, he saw a few uninvited guests!

When he first found out that there was someone in the family, a trace of surprise and a little panic flashed in Joseph's eyes, and he wondered if it was a killer sent by the Sisley family without rules?

But the next second it feels unreasonable....

This is not how the political game is played, everyone has a basic bottom line, if anyone can't win the vote and can send a killer to kill the other side, how can this game be played? What ballots do you still pull? Isn't it better to compare yourself with whose private armed forces are more powerful?

North American voting has been developed for hundreds of years, although it has been played by capital giants, but the basic rules will still be spoken, buying murder is the most despicable and unrecognized means, after all, everyone is mortal, who doesn't die with one shot? If they all engage in terrorist assassination, who can stand it?

Of course, it is not that there are no officials who have been shot, and even the president has it, but the first person who is in power does not follow the rules.

The capitalists help you get to the top, you help the capitalists to seek benefits, this is a business, you don't admit it afterwards, then others can naturally use black means, in addition to anyone who uses such inferior means will be isolated, the Hesley family has a great reputation in Texas, and will never do this kind of thing to kill chickens for warmth.

If it wasn't sent by a political enemy, could it be a thief?

Old Joseph took a deep breath and walked in slowly, he is sixty-five years old this year, and it is certainly not a good choice to run away rashly at this age.....

He walked into the living room and glanced at the three people opposite, two women and one man, all of whom were Asian, and his doubts became even heavier.

There are a lot of Asian immigrants in Sugar City, but all the immigrants are not bad, and there is rarely such a thing as burglary, and if it is a few black people here, he will be a little scared in his heart.

Mister...... Joseph? Wang Goudan asked in unfamiliar English.

Joseph was stunned when he heard this, and the two little cabbages next to him were also shocked by the dog's English, and they both looked at her in a daze.....

Seeing everyone looking at her, Goudan became even more nervous, and his pronunciation became more and more deformed: "Feed the black house mulberry cake todiscusswith oil and spit ......"

The little cabbage covered her face when she heard this, and couldn't help but whisper: "At your level of speaking, you still learn English?" Do you really want a school for you after you graduate? Wrong.... Have you finished your studies? ”

"Ahem..... Wang Goudan blushed and said softly: "I haven't used it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty....."

Liver Emperor: "You ..... It doesn't have much to do with rustiness, right? ”

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Seeing that the crowd was talking, Joseph Sr. asked in fluent Chinese.

"Do you know Chinese?" The dog was stunned.

Old Joseph smiled slightly, seeing that these children were stunned and stunned, they should not be some vicious people, maybe they were just here to do pranks, thinking of this, his heart was slightly relieved, and he smiled: "I have been to Central China, beautiful Xiamen, where I have been an ambassador abroad, and I have stayed for two years....."

"Look at the people!" The little cabbage glared at the dog with hatred: "Two years, Chinese is six years older than Fujianese, look at you, four years, what did you learn in college?" ”

Dog: "Woo......."

"Hey boys......" Old Joseph clapped his hands and laughed, "Is there anything else?" Old man, I'm busy.... It's not Halloween, and trick-or-treating is no candy...."

"Oh, oh, and, also, I ask you something....." The little cabbage turned around and asked curiously, "What are you doing with these in your diary?" As she spoke, she pointed to the pile of diaries that she had opened next to her....

She just looked at the contents of the diary, which was about everyone's feelings after some policies and price changes, and there were many people in the diary, including doctors, civil servants, programmers, cooks, and even some Mexican waiters who were smuggled over the wall.

Old Joseph looked at the diary he had sorted out and was turned into a mess, and suddenly frowned: "It's not polite to steal other people's things.....

"It's better for the old gentleman to answer the question....." The little cabbage stretched out his hand and shook it slightly, only to see the door behind old Joseph that had not been closed slammed shut...

Old Joseph's face was suddenly startled when he saw this, and he lost his voice and said, "Transcendent? ”

Could it be that I was wrong? Are these kids really killers? Can.... Although the Hesley family has some power, it is still unbelievable to say that they have the transcendent Joseph Sr.

Nowadays, the transcendents in North America are all in the hands of those big capitalists, and these small forces are not qualified to hire them.....

"You ..... Finally... Who is it? ”

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"What do you say? The disciples of Yunshan are here? On the other side, in the Huang family's villa, Huang Chengde, who came back from dealing with the matter, was shocked when he heard his son talk about it, and hurriedly asked, "What about people?" ”

"Say..... Help us ..... Solve the trouble....." Huang Shixin shrank his head and said....

"What's the trouble?" When Huang Chengde heard this, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.....

"Uh....." Huang Shixin's head shrank deeper, and said cautiously: "I..... Isn't this talking to my cousin..... Only..... I told you about the mayoral election that you had a headache recently, and it turned out that those disciples from Yunshan said that they could help solve the trouble.....

He ..... How do they say to solve it? Huang Chengde saw that his son's head was about to shrink into his clothes, and suddenly the ominous feeling in his heart became more and more serious....

"They..... They..... Asked old Joseph for the address......"

"I ......." Huang Chengde choked on one breath and almost choked to death, but he still retained a trace of luck in his heart and asked: "You... Didn't give the real address, did you? ”

"I.... I thought they were joking......" Huang Shixin suddenly showed a sad expression.

Bang dang!

This time, Huang Chengde couldn't hold back any longer, only felt that it was dark in front of him and fainted to the ground....