"Who's coming?" Conrad asked softly, putting his arm around Emma Rose's waist and leaning against her cheek.

"Lyndon, he's here in disguise!" Emma Rose froze at this point, and pointed her right index finger to her temple and swept outside.

"Huh!" Only then did the Duke let go of the White Queen and clapped his palms.

"I guess he's supposed to be here too!"

Although the assassination of Kennedy was almost impeccable, except for some insiders, no one could have imagined that Magneto, who claimed to lead mutants to overthrow the rule of ordinary people, would be an assassin sent by others.

After all, Lao Wan's style and posture really don't look like an assassin, but like a king.

However, although Magneto destroyed John. Kennedy was killed, and because of his high-profile appearance as a murderer, everyone's attention was turned to the mutant race, and the dead President was squeezed into the second page of the news.

But the eyes and attention of the melon-eating crowd were attracted away, but the eyes of others were all shifted to Conrad.

Even Linden, who has been throwing an olive branch to Conrad, is now a little worried.

Since he Conrad can let Magneto come and wash the White House, then who knows if he will do the same thing again next time?

Although everyone attaches great importance to their own security precautions on weekdays, no one dares to pack tickets, and their own defenses are tighter than those of the White House.

What if Conrad had a conflict of interest with them that day and sent someone to fly the dragon to ride his face?

So Lyndon had just been sworn in as the new president of the United States, and he had to rush to New York the next day non-stop, as a negotiator sent by various bigwigs, to test what this Duke of Wettin meant.

Originally, the best candidate for this kind of thing should naturally be old Osborne, but unfortunately, the guy is said to be hemorrhoids now, and he can't get up from his bed.

Although everyone knew that the bastard was pretending to be sick, but at this sensitive time, it was obvious that it was not the time to find out if old Osborne had hemorrhoids.

"I'll see Linden, you go and wait in the next room." Patting the White Queen's buttocks, Conrad said with a smile.

Emma Rose breathed a sigh of relief, just now, she really thought that the little man in front of her was going to do something to herself!

Seriously, as a psychic powerhouse, she never thought that she would be suppressed by someone from the momentum, you must know that even when Charles was still alive, there was no way to completely suppress her directly from the mental aspect.

"Some things, just rot in the stomach." Conrad instructed Tina to come forward and help him straighten his collar, and then said lightly.

Emma Rose was on her side every day, and she was a psychic powerhouse, so even with the protective measures developed by Joseph, she must have discovered a lot of secrets.

Even his own background, the other party should know almost by now.

But it doesn't matter, the perjury that the cheap dad created for himself back then was simply seamless, even if it was really exposed, as long as he gritted his teeth and didn't admit it, no one would take him.

Now he is not the empty duke who could only be used by mermaids three years ago, and anyone who wants to move him must weigh the consequences carefully.

This is also the reason why Conrad released the big killer of Magneto in such a high-profile manner this time.

In the face of a greater threat, even if his identity is really known, it is not a big deal.

There was no way for the head of state to kill the president of the United States, and there was no bloodbath for the White House.

As long as Magneto continues to stir things up, then those in power will have to rely on him to balance that madman.

The so-called self-respect of the Kou is this principle.

"Your Excellency the President deigned to come to the Humble House, what a contemptible and deeply honorable honor!"

In the conference room, Conrad looked at the guy standing in the middle of the hall pacing back and forth, and hurriedly took two steps forward to greet him.

"Your Excellency the President has a lot of opportunities, why do you still have time to come to my poor place in the countryside!"

Linden was about to speak, but he was almost choked to death by the other party's words.

Why did I come to you, you don't have a little pressure in your heart?

You must know that the White House is now bloodstained, and it is estimated that it will be renamed the Red House!

It was also a shame that the place where he was sworn in as president was on Capitol Hill, and Lyndon also went to see the murder scene at the White House, and the disgusting scene almost made him vomit even the overnight meal.

As a top politician, Lyndon has not a thousand but eight hundred human lives in his hands, but he has always been the one who sits behind the desk and commands remotely, and the so-called human life is just a fluttering set of data in his hands, and he has seen such bloody and brutal scenes at times.

"In the past two days, three members of the House of Representatives and two senators in Congress have applied for sick leave, and the Executive Office has accepted their resignations." Linden. Johnson pulled out a note and handed it to Conrad.

This is the reward they agreed at their meeting last month, that the Kennedy family will be uprooted directly from American politics, and that the vacant positions will be directly replaced by Conrad.

Originally, although the three giants all said that whoever could kill Kennedy at that time would hand over all the political heritage of the Kennedy family to each other, but just as all the leaders will blow the sky when they make a wish, but in fact, when it is actually implemented, it is very conscientious to be able to implement half of it!

But this time, Conrad didn't need to rush at all, Lyndon directly got the list and brought it to him.

How many people in the world can let the president of the United States run errands for himself?

"Your Excellency the President is too polite, this kind of trivial matter, you can just give an order." Conrad quickly took the note and put it in his pocket, and it will be his political capital from now on!

Of course, he doesn't have so many suitable candidates to compete now, but with this place, I'm afraid that no one will take the initiative to send it to the door?

No matter how much the United States boasts of democracy and justice, human nature will never change because of one or two slogans.

"This ......" Linden. Johnson looked at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face as if nothing had happened, and he was suddenly a little speechless.

Even if he can talk eloquently in the face of many political enemies on weekdays, he is now stunned to find that he doesn't know what to say to the other party.

"Does Your Excellency the President have any other orders?" Linden didn't speak, and Conrad was happy to pretend to be stupid, anyway, it wasn't him who was anxious now, who was afraid of whom?