"President Jun is an upright person, as soon as he takes office, he cracks down on corrupt and bribe-taking officials, how can God not have long eyes and let him die in a plane crash!"

"Yes, there has never been a scandal, the net worth is incorruptible, such a president is the gospel of our Far East, God, why are you so unfair!"

"It's going to be fine! Unless the death list is announced, I will not believe that our president will be fine! It's going to be fine! ”

In the next few hours, the people spontaneously took to the streets, walked to the Concord Square in front of the Tianchang City Capitol, and spontaneously and orderly lit candles and prayer lamps to pray for the blessing of the president and his party.

[6.28 Mangkazan air crash] shocked the world, countries from all over the world are continuing to pay attention to this catastrophic air disaster, and the leaders of North America, Western Europe, Shanghai Russia and other major countries have expressed great concern about this matter.

But the most depressing thing is that King's Landing and his entourage, everyone's Twitter account, have not moved since the plane crash.

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In the official residence of the Minister of Commerce, Mu Qian watched the TV news with a calm face, the death of his eldest daughter and the president was not a good thing for him, because it meant that Yan Tengjiao was going to be big next.

Yeats Lan is the happiest person at the moment, with streptomycin medicated gauze for plague still wrapped around her neck, and she is sitting on the sofa smiling proudly hahaha.

"Hahaha, great, Luo Shi, the slut is dead, our mother and daughter are happy, fortunately you didn't go, otherwise you would have died! Besides, your cousin is going to be president, hehe......"

Mu Qian glared at Yeats Lan, Yan Tengjiao took over as interim president, and she was happier than the first lady.

Mu Luoshi is half happy, half lost, happy that Mu Ningfu is finally dead, and disappointed that King's Landing is also dead.

In the vice president's residence, there is an irrepressible festive rippling.

"Hehehe, Lao Yan, you have been waiting for the presidency for twenty years, and it is finally coming to hand." Mrs. Yan took her coffee, sat on the carved high-backed sofa chair in the living room, and said elegantly with a jeweled voice.

Yan Shanshan lay on the back of her aunt's high-backed chair, and said with a smile, "The king died young, and the country cannot be without a king for a day, so Ming'er urged the Senate and the House of Representatives to put the appointment of the uncle's interim acting president on the agenda." ”

"Where is it so fast." Yan Tengjiao explained to his niece with a smile, "You still have to wait until the bodies and lists of the victims are confirmed." ”

Meaning, you have to make sure that King's Landing is innocently dead.

Just when the family was smiling, there was a bang, and the entrance door was knocked open, and Yan Nuannuan dragged the suitcase and stood at the door with red eyes.

Yan Nuannuan, who was filming with injuries far away in North America, still had obvious scars on his forehead, and when he heard the bad news of King's Landing, he hurriedly set off to return to China.

"Dad, there are a few words that I want to talk to you about alone!" Yan Nuannuan's red and swollen eyes were obviously crying, and her gaze at Yan Tengjiao was full of resentment.

"Wait for me in the study." Yan Tengjiao said to his daughter with a calm face.

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Inside the study.

"The plane crash in the sky was done by you and the people of South Burma." Yan Nuannuan cried and asked Yan Tengjiao directly, "Didn't you arrange for your brother to be hospitalized with minor injuries in advance, just to avoid boarding the plane with you?" ”

"I don't, it's all arranged by the South Burmese military's Yeyao Zongka."

What Yan Tengjiao said is also the truth.