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Matthew came back to his senses and took over the movement of his body again, and was greeted by a pair of angry and bloody eyes.

The blood pupil is like the highest grade ruby, pure without a trace of impurities, containing the monstrous flames that burn the world.

Helena, the owner of the Blood Pupil, was flushed, like an enraged little beast, staring at Matthew viciously.

Matthew's mind moved, and he quickly read the short memories of the virtual personality, and instantly understood the cause and effect.

"You just said I look good, is it true?"

This is the standard score question!

If Helena asks questions, she immediately answers without thinking about it.

It's a pity that Matthew's mind sank into the quantum martial soul and missed the opportunity. Now that Helena had received a perfunctory response, she was already annoyed.

Sending points has become a proposition!

At the last moment, Matthew urged the supercomputing power of the quantum martial soul to the extreme, and hundreds of millions of thoughts quickly passed through his mind one by one.

However, in the revelation of the power of the mind, all choices end up with the same ending. The brilliant sword light of the Falling Cherry Blossom God Axe burst out in front of him, and if there was chaos in the axe light, it evolved into earth, fire, water and wind.

Matthew let out a long sigh, determined to do something. I saw him Ling Bo step forward in small steps, and then ...... Stretched out his hand.

The inner breath in the palm of the hand was gently exhaled, condensed into a purple and red flower, and the petals composed of the inner breath burned like a flame, emitting a blue-purple flame that fluctuated with the wind, like a dream.

Matthew pinched the flower and tucked it between Helena's hair. Helena froze on the spot, her smooth cheeks flushed faintly red, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The inner flowers flickered brightly and flickered, scattering points of light like raindrops, dissipating in mid-air, bringing out Helena's skin as white as snow and otherworldly.

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It didn't take long for Matthew, along with Helena, to find Mora Maktagut, the head of the Six Doors who was smiling and smiling with the dignitaries and nobles in the banquet hall, and explained his intentions.

Standing on the Stark Tower and looking out over New York, the city is lit up by lights, and the disaster-stricken city is gradually rejuvenated at night.

Such a beautiful scenery, but the head of Mora had no intention of appreciating it, and her heart was tumbling.

Matthew's words just now shocked her. For this amazing young man, there is a lifelong sense of unfathomability.

At the age of twenty, he controls a high-tech enterprise worth hundreds of millions of dollars and has a large number of loyal followers. He stood out in the war and was listed as one of the six "national heroes" by the state.

This is already an achievement that is difficult for peers to match. But in the blink of an eye, the ambition and pattern of wanting to master the city under his feet are so amazing.

"Matthew, what do you want to do?" The head of the house, Mora, calmed down the emotions stirring in his heart before asking. "After all, New York is a world-class metropolis, and although it has gone through war, it still has huge interests involved."

"Just take it slowly." Matthew had already thought about it and said, "If you really want to say it, it is to build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slow down the king." ”

"Build high walls, accumulate grain, and slow down to become king." The head of Mora read.

"Well, New York has to go through a disaster like this, and there are always some people who have to pay for it. In this way, after the people who originally held power in this city have undergone this purge, the vacated positions will definitely attract many hungry wolves who are eyeing them. ”

"The people of New York have experienced the heavy blow of the war, and the economy, science and technology, and people's livelihood have suffered huge blows, and they will have to struggle for food and clothing in the next few years. They will be more vigilant, more cautious, in picking their leaders. ”

Matthew said this, holding his hands on the lonely railing. The mountains in the distance are like giant dragons winding, only to see the moon and stars are scarce, and the night is vast.

"The New York City campaign begins in April next year, with four months to go. After these four miserable months, New York will feel the huge gap and will begin to miss the good old days. They will vent their resentment on incompetent politicians and call out for heroes more urgently. ”

"I am a "national hero" hand-picked by the state, and I am also a native of New York, and I have unique advantages in prestige and identity. As long as I show the ability to revive the economy and rebuild my homeland, everything will fall into place and be unstoppable. ”

When the head of the sect Mora heard this, his heart trembled for the coldness of this person's heart, and he sighed slightly. After a while, he said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that there is little hope for this." ”

"Of course, it's only a matter of five or five." Matthew smiled: "That's why I want you to help me." ”

"And what do you want?"

"New York politics is very sensitive, and the six doors can't be directly intervened. If this matter is all operated by the six doors, it is easy to provoke resistance from the top and the people of New York, then it is useless for me to plan and prepare in advance. The world needs heroes, not politicians and puppets. ”

"But it is possible to prepare me for the campaign, which is the staff of the future. It is difficult for a poor family to produce nobles, and the most important thing is that there is no pattern and connections. I need a group of people who are good at running campaign PR projects to guide me through the maze. ”

Matthew's eyes were misty, as if he was reminiscing.

"I can do that." With such an explanation, Mora, the head of the house, immediately understood what Matthew meant, and immediately said: "I used to be the president's security adviser, and I know a few people who know how to run a campaign. But what about the others? ”

Hearing the statement of the head of the house, Mathew breathed a sigh of relief.

These things don't need to involve six doors, just a simple introduction. If you don't even want to help with this, the position of the six doors can be seen, so it's better to leave as soon as possible.

"Other things can be roughly divided into two aspects, one is to show people's authority, but the other is to lure people to benefit. I already have plans for the former, and during the war, some criminals and bandits fled around New York to occupy the mountains, and I hope to lead the team to encircle and arrest the criminals. The second aspect, I don't have a clue for the time being, but I also want to ask the owner, is there a chance to introduce? ”

"Encircling and suppressing bandits, showing force. But it's useless, is it? The head of Mora said disapprehantly.

It has been hundreds of years since the founding of the United States, and people have a deeper understanding of various campaign routines.

New York's top priority now is to revive the economy and rebuild the affected areas, not to kill the force. Even if the bandits are wiped out, I am afraid that they will not get much support from the people.

"The bandits are not for me, but for the people. Resentment and anger have been built up in the hearts of the people who survived the disaster, which will be vented through the rally of criticism of the bandits. Matthew listened, but said indifferently.

History has proven that the criticism meeting that mobilizes the people to participate is the only magic weapon to unite the people and divert contradictions.

Feeling the endless murderous intent in these words, the head of the sect, Mora, shook his body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The wind blows gently through the coolness, and the snow drifts through the cold night, bringing endless gloom and coldness. Looking at Matthew, who was so confident and unfamiliar, the head of the house, Mora, was silent, and turned his head to look around, Helena's hair was blooming brightly, and the light was falling like raindrops.

For no reason, she felt a little pity in her heart.

"You're right, there's an opportunity recently. The military has suffered a heavy setback, and it is expected to re-procure munitions. It hasn't been officially published yet, so the news is only circulating in the grapevine and hasn't been conveyed yet. According to the original plan of the military, it is expected to continue to purchase Stark Group products. You have supplied six doors with military supplies, and I will talk to President Barack about this. How much, give you a chance. ”

Between the words, the head of Mora has a vague meaning. Helena seems to have a secret affection, but the man in front of her is already ambitious. How can men in the world love the country and abandon the beauty.

Today's decision, I don't know if it's right or wrong.

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Dear book friends, let me see the tickets on your hands~.