"I hate rainy days."

Washington, put away your umbrella.

The tall old man straightened his blond hair, grabbed the red tie around his neck, grumbled, and pushed open the door of the restaurant in front of him.

Outside the restaurant, a pouring rain flooded Washington.

In the restaurant, however, there was no second guest except for one table.

In the whole restaurant, except for the sound of dripping rain, there is only the sound of knives and forks hitting the plates.

Inserting the umbrella in his hand into the umbrella stand at the door of the restaurant, the man looked at the figure eating at the table, frowned, and showed a displeased expression on his face.

"So, you're the one who wants to see me?"

His gaze swept over the silent dining figure, and the blonde old man raised his eyebrows, habitually raised his palm, and said in agreement.

"Hey, my time is precious, so don't waste my time, do you hear me?"

In fact, if it weren't for the military, the old blonde man wouldn't even be in the restaurant.

Bang dang!

With the sound of the man's voice, the figure who had been eating silently in front of the table finally survived, he reached out and picked up the red wine glass in front of him and took a sip before looking up at the blonde old man in front of him, revealing a vicissitudes of life with white hair, and slowly spoke.

"Mr. Donald ***, congratulations on your nomination from the Republican Party."

Because of the 'Day of Annihilation', the election schedules of the two parties in the United States have been affected, and all election operations have to be suspended.

However, with the end of the 'Day of Annihilation', the internal presidential elections for both parties are in full swing again.

And Donald *** in front of him is the presidential nominee of the Republican Party of America this year.

It's just that, relative to the vast majority of American politicians, Donald *** is definitely an outlier.

Compared with his political identity, his role as a businessman and even a draft star is more prominent.

Even, even within the Republican Party, Donald *** came out as a surprise.

And the vast majority of Republicans are not optimistic about Donald ***'s election at all.

"So, you're one of those guys who wants to get close to me?"

Hearing the congratulations from the man in his eyes, an old man named Donald *** had a smug smile on his face.

As a businessman and real estate developer, it was no surprise that Donald *** was able to be the nominee this time, he was passionate enough about politics to even run in the election as the Republican nominee four years ago, but then he decisively withdrew from the race after the debate.

That election brought him a lot of money, especially business achievements.

Again, Donald ***, as a businessman in the United States, was not the top batch. Everything changed in the election, after he became the nominee of the Republican Party.

Also because of the experience four years ago, Donald ***, who eats the marrow, once again participated in the Republican election candidate and successfully stood out.

Unlike these monotonous politicians, the status of a draft star not only brought Donald *** enough fame, but also made him not afraid of controversy due to his performance.

In fact, for him, the presidential campaign is more of a gigantic draft show than an election.

His purpose is not to be on the throne of the White House, but just to gain exposure for the *** family's business.

"Nope."

Facing Donald ***'s rhetorical question, the man at the table put down the red wine glass in his hand and said lightly.

"I'm here to bring victory to Donald ***."

"Victory?"

Donald *** was obviously a little scoffed at the man's answer, he stretched out his hand and gestured, and said with a nonchalant expression: "My *** family is successful enough, and I don't need an outsider to dictate to me......"

"I mean this election victory."

The man was obviously not surprised by Donald ***'s arrogant personality in his eyes, he just continued to look at the blonde man with an orange face with his eyes, and said word by word.

"Elections, you mean ......"

Donald *** was dull, but not stupid, and he clearly knew the meaning of the man's words.

However, he immediately showed an expression of disbelief, he shook his head and looked at the man in front of him with a madman's gaze.

"You're crazy, everyone knows that the outcome of this election has been predestined for a long time, and the polls of various general elections have shown that I have no chance of success at all."

"Polls are just a trend survey, they don't serve as answers, and even for me, polls are just a pile of sand made up of numbers, and any wave can destroy them."

In response to Donald ***'s answer, the man described the so-called poll results with a disdainful and even contemptuous attitude.

"Public opinion is the easiest thing in the world to manipulate, the vast majority of voters don't even know what they're doing, voting is not a rational but emotional choice, as long as there is enough way to mobilize voters to make last-minute decisions, even if the candidate is a dog, they will vote without hesitation, because in this world, there are always more fools than smart people, and the votes between the two are equal."

"So, what can you do to convince the vast majority of fools to vote for me, and not for the old woman?"

Apparently, the man's words convinced Donald ***.

He gave up the intention of turning around from the dining room, and instead sat down at the table and looked at the gray-haired vicissitudes of life in front of him.

"What do you think of the recent 'Day of Annihilation' in New York City, Mr. Donald ***?"

However, instead of answering Donald ***'s question, the man suddenly turned to Donald ***, who was sitting in front of him.

"That monster invasion, you said?"

In the face of the man's inquiry, Donald *** showed a puzzled expression on his face, but he still answered subconsciously.

"It was a disaster, because the 'Day of Annihilation' caused a lot of damage to my real estate, and even the business of the *** building in New York City went down."

As a real estate businessman, the impact of 'Day of Annihilation' clearly had an impact on Donald ***'s career.

In fact, it is precisely for this reason that Donald *** is forced to stand even more firmly in the election. Changsha

He needed a platform to promote his industry.

And in this world, what better way to add to your fame than the presidential election in the United States?

And, through 'legal' fundraising, he doesn't need to spend a penny, and he can even make a fortune through elections.

"It's not just Mr. Donald *** that you think so, but the vast majority of American citizens also think the same, although, the Avengers, superheroes have helped us protect New York, but, if you think about it from another angle, it's not because of the existence of these superheroes in the Avengers that we have become more dangerous."

"After all, before the advent of superheroes, America has always been very 'peaceful' and 'safe'."

Looking at Donald ***, who was complaining in front of him, the man said in a meaningful tone.

"It's a new idea, but I don't think the vast majority of Americans would agree with it, right?"

Hearing the man's description, Donald *** raised his eyebrows, but he didn't fully believe the other party's words.

Today, superheroes are still a positive word in the mouths of the American people.

"They may not agree now, but that doesn't mean they will be the same in the future."

As he spoke, the man took out the materials he had prepared a long time ago and handed them to Donald ***.

"What is this?"

Donald *** opened the dense information in front of him while rearing up.

I saw that what was recorded in it were a bizarre and deformed photograph and a large number of criminal records.

"Because of the 'Day of Annihilation', there are more than hundreds of thousands of grotesque people throughout the United States, and these grotesques are not all people who march on the streets for the so-called peaceful rights, many of them are involved in criminal incidents, using the power of mutation to do evil, which has gradually become a huge social problem, at present, the federal government is trying to suppress these problems and avoid the intensification of direct contradictions between grotesque people and ordinary people, however, for you, Mr. Donald ***, But it's an opportunity. ”

"I think people have the right to know these truths."

Listening to the man's words, Donald *** looked at the dense information in his hand, and his breathing began to become a little shorter.

He was keenly aware that this might be an opportunity.

A plan that really put him, as the man said, in the White House.

However, although Donald *** was excited, he did not completely lose his mind.

He knows very well that with these materials in his own hands alone, there is obviously a gap between wanting to enter the White House.

"That's not enough."

Therefore, Donald *** took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, looked at the man in front of him and gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course."

Glancing at Donald *** in front of him with appreciative eyes, the man once again reached out and took out a document that was less than half of the dense stack of materials in Donald ***'s hand, and pushed it in front of him.

"The weirdos are just a group of people who have just appeared, they may be able to stir up a conversation, but they can't cause enough fear among the people, but they can."

Hearing the man's description, Donald *** put down the information about the grotesque man in his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and opened the new information in front of him with his slightly trembling palm.

"What if, when the American people find out that the superheroes who protect them are, in a sense, another disaster, what will be their attitude towards the Avengers? Do you still worship as you originally did, or do you turn to resentment, and ......hate out of love?"

With the man's bland but slightly magical description, Donald *** looked at the information in his hand, which recorded the destruction of New York City by the Hulk in the Avengers, a photo of a man with a mechanical arm with a cold expression hurting ordinary people, and a scene of a man in a skeletal suit killing on a large scale.

These bloody scenes made Donald *** Orange's face a little pale, but his expression became more and more excited.

"When the illusory coat of superheroes is punctured, the entire American people will find that the Avengers they once trusted are the root of all disasters, and the grotesque people paraded in the streets are just walking disasters for ordinary people......"

Looking at Donald ***, who looked excited in front of him, the gray-haired man's right eye began to flash with blood-colored light, and one of the 'six' representing the number loomed.

"America needs a new president, a president who debunks the illusion of the current ruling party and the federal government and brings them security, a president who makes 'America safer.'"

In the man's flickering right eye, Donald ***'s expression changed a little bit.

However, with what sanity he had left, he couldn't help but ask.

"Your purpose, where did you get all this information about superheroes?"

To be able to be the Republican candidate, Donald *** is arrogant, but he is not exactly a brainless idiot. After all, a real fool can't make it impossible for the bankruptcy numbers to rise again.

He knew very well that the information about the Avengers and superheroes in his hands was not something that ordinary people could easily access.

And, the man handed these over to himself, and there is absolutely an ulterior secret.

Raising his eyebrows, the gray-haired man showed a surprised expression to Donald *** for the first time.

He looked the orange-faced old man up and down, then lowered his head and let out a strange smile and said: "Donald *** You may have heard that the 'Superhero Registration Act' proposed by the military comes from the military, and it also represents their attitude towards superheroes. ”

"I see?"

Hearing the man's answer, the expression on Donald ***'s face was no longer surprised.

The reason why he came to the restaurant is that there is also a shadow of the military, and it can be seen from the man's words that it is obvious that the military wants to accomplish something through him.

Understanding the purpose of the man and the military behind him, Donald *** was a little relieved.

"So, what's your name?"

With a sigh of relief, Donald *** raised his head, looked at the gray-haired vicissitudes of life in front of him, and asked for his name.

"Steve Bannon."

His right eye shimmered with a faint blood, and the man replied with a smile.

He raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Donald ***.

"Make America Safer, President Donald ***."

"Haha, make 'America Safer' Mr. Steve Bannon."

"From now on, you are my chief strategist and senior advisor."

"Willingly so, Mr. President."