Chapter 724 What did you do, didn't you beep in your heart?
After entering the living room, the person who was tightly wrapped entered the living room, sat down opposite Hillary, pushed the hood on his head behind his head with both hands, and said with a cold face: "Long time no see, Hillary." β
Hillary just nodded and asked, "What are you looking for me?" β
The person who came did not move, and said, "Hillary, you have been moving a lot lately." β
Hillary looked as usual: "What are you talking about?" β
Coming: "Hehe, don't pretend, Hillary." President Mantley has asked me to bring you a messageβpeople, don't forget your roots. β
Hillary's body trembled, and she glared at the person in disbelief: "Impossible, how can the president ......" At this point, she shut up.
If it had been, it wouldn't.
But now, for the president of the Nian Master, Mantley, she is a little ant that can be pinched to death.
Hillary Clinton was even more confused.
Where does she still have the qualifications to make Mantley value now? She is no longer the high-powered, promising Minister of External Relations.
The person who came smiled gloomily: "Hehe, Hillary, if you are interested, you will stay at home honestly, you are really bored to concentrate on cultivation, and become a master of telekinesis is different?" But if you have to come out and make trouble for the president now, it's hard to say what will happen. β
Hillary's body shook, looked at the person in disbelief, and suddenly sneered after a moment: "Chenoli, don't use President to press me, you are not President Mantley's person." Let me think about it, although Vice President Thuram is interested in the position of president, he has always kept a low profile, and he has not even advertised you, the Minister of the Interior. I, a former minister with no power, no power and no advantage, what is there to remember for Vice President Thuram? β
The face of the visitor was gloomy, but this person was the Secretary of the Interior Chernoli, a former collaborator of Hillary.
Before Chernoli could say anything, Hillary spoke again: "So, Chenoly, tell me, why did you come to warn me?" Don't forget, your ass isn't clean, everyone knows each other so well, you don't think I don't understand your little tricks, do you? β
Hearing this, Chenoly's gloomy face suddenly relaxed, and the expression of the whole person was like a spring breeze, which looked very weird: "Hillary, you will always be a little smart." You know the saying? Clever people always die a little earlier than others. β
Hillary Clinton became alert and kept her eyes glued to Chenoly: "What do you want to do?" β
As a result, at the same time as she asked this, she received a heavy punch in the back of the head, and Hillary's eyes went black and she lost consciousness instantly.
Chernoli in front of her shook his head and sighed softly, "What do I want to do?" Of course, it's all about you. β
Three hours later, a speeding car quietly arrived, stopped in front of Hillary's room, and pressed the door signaling system: "It's me, open the door." β
And this person is also shrouded in clothes and hats, and he can't even see his face clearly.
The door opened, and the man flashed in.
Entering the living room and looking at the person sitting on the sofa, the person came and said coldly: "Hillary, what are you looking for me?" β
On the sofa, Sheila had a faint smile inside: "Chenoli, long time no see, sit down and talk about it." β
The man who came had a gloomy face and a dark flickering look in his eyes, and it was not who Chernoli was.
Chenoli paused, and sat down on the sofa opposite Hillary: "Okay, everyone is busy, don't talk nonsense, let's talk, what is the matter with me?" β
Clinton looked right: "I want to make a comeback." β
Chenoli frowned: "Aren't you already on the line of the Minister of Foreign Affairs?" And, it seems like it's about to succeed, right? β
Hillary shook her head: "It's not enough. I needed something to make sure my comeback was successful. β
Chenoli's heart was racing, but he couldn't think of anything.
With the resources in Clinton's hands, she can find someone else, and it is precisely Chenoly's position that does not help her much.
The Department of Internal Affairs is already the most hated department, and he wants to come out to support Hillary's comeback, and it is difficult to say how much help can provide, but the resistance has increased substantially.
When it comes to poor interpersonal relationships, Chernoli has absolute confidence and has won the first place in the group of business unionists.
The Ministry of the Interior's more than 1,000 internal investigations and more than 100 formal investigations every year make many scholars tremble and gnash their teeth, and that is not blowing.
Hillary suddenly smiled: "It's okay, as long as you come, that's enough." β
Chenoli's face froze, and he subconsciously felt bad in his heart, and he didn't say a word in his mouth, so he was ready to activate his telekinesis.
In any case, it's always right to take care of your own safety.
He was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in which all sorts of strange cases were not uncommon.
While Hillary Clinton doesn't seem to have a reason to do anything to him, he doesn't put his own safety on the line.
It's a pity that it's late.
Boom!
With a muffled sound like knocking on a watermelon, Chenoli rolled his eyes, and his whole body suddenly went soft and fell on the sofa.
He fell in the same way as Hillary Clinton had three hours earlier.
Behind Chenoli's couch, a space door closed again, and only Zhang Hao's words came out before closing: "Over to you, Dakota." Leave Hillary alone, Chernoli has the intel I need in his head. β
Hillary, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded: "Got it, can I go back to the way I was first?" It's hard to be a sixty-year-old woman. β
A small space door opened, and Zhang Hao's voice came out again: "Bear with me, the technology here is too advanced, you don't have a puppet mask, and you may be found out if you lose a single hair." β
Wearing Hillary's puppet mask, Dakota pouted, "Okay." β
Early the next morning, in the bedroom on the second floor of Hillary's residence, two white figures stacked together suddenly moved.
After a moment, Chenoli opened his eyes, subconsciously rolled over, and stood in the room, looking around vigilantly.
Then, his gaze quickly fell to the only figure beside him.
At this moment, the figure on the couch that was still under Chenoli just now also moved, and after opening his eyes, he also got up suddenly, looked around, and his eyes almost immediately met Chenoli.
There was an awkward silence for both men.
In the end, it was the man on the couch who spoke first: "Chenoli, what do you want to do?" Are you crazy? β
The city of Chernoli had the urge to laugh at the moment.
It's not fun, it's angry.
But after many years as Minister of the Interior, he was able to face this strange situation calmly, and he just said coldly: "What have you done, don't you have a little beep in your heart?" Hillary. β
It turned out that the other person lying on the couch was Hillary.
To put it more carefully, Chernoli got up from Hillary just now, and the two of them who are looking at each other at the moment are not at a trace.
At this time, you can see how terrible the scheming city of the two is.