Mu Yunfan continued: "Have you ever thought about who Dawson Cong'an is? He is a half-breed, how can he be my Mu Yunfan's nephew? If my Mu Yunfan's son and nephew are so stupid, how can I let him appear in front of the public and lose my face? You must know that you are not only a federal hero, you are also a Dongzhou native. Not only did you not use your status as a federal hero to help us make any benefits for the Eastern Prefecture Administrative Region, but on the contrary, you also caused us the entire Eastern Prefecture Administrative Region and caused a big trouble. ”

Looking at Mu Yunfan, who was slapping the table in anger, Ye Xiangqian was a little confused. It's not your Mu Yunfan's nephew, what are you doing when you came forward to send him to the Black Cavalry Battalion? And why did you let Deng Yishan take care of him? And the heroes of the Federation also have something to do with interests? For the first time, Ye Xiangqian felt that his worldview had been subverted.

"It seems that there are some things that need to be known to you. Mu Yunfan seemed to be a little decadent, and sat down on his side. "You know, since the invasion of the Morions, all supplies in the Federation have been uniformly rationed. Since the paralysis of science and technology, food has become an increasingly scarce necessity. Originally, I had made an agreement with Deputy Speaker Dawson of the Capitol Hill, and he would increase the food ration share of our Eastern Prefecture by three percentage points, on the condition that he would take care of that Dawson Cong'an. Now it seems that another way has to be found. ”

Ye Xiangqian blinked at his good-looking Danfeng eyes, and it took a long time to understand the content of Mu Yunfan's words. He also felt as if he had really done something wrong. But as soon as the thought turned, anger swelled up, and he slapped the table and shouted: "Is it because of what you said, do you want to watch that female soldier being ruined by Dawson?

Mu Yunfan's eyes were a little disappointed, and then he was relieved. A Federation hero, no matter how brave he is on the battlefield, wants him to understand and accept the sordid of politics is tantamount to a dream.

"Alas!" This is the second time Mu Yunfan sighs today. "It's happened, and we should think about how to fix it. Naturally, you don't have to worry about food, all you have to do is protect yourself and ensure that you can survive. A Confederate hero of Eastern State descent, very important to us. Dawson Cong'an has a very special relationship with the one on Capitol Hill, so you have to be careful. Don't change your tune about today's events, insist that they are drunk and fight, and don't let anyone grab the handle. ”

Ye Xiangqian Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, this was his habitual expression when he felt danger, or when he moved to kill. "So, will I face a cavalry regiment or an endless stream of assassinations?"

Mu Yunfan shook his head and said, "You don't know these politicians too well, they have a thousand ways to achieve their goals through regular procedures. Remember, our entire Eastern State Administrative Region is your backer, and you also have an obligation to fight for the interests of Eastern Administrative Region. Alright, that's all for today's conversation!"

......

It was nearly dusk, and the Parliament Hill, which stood in the heart of the Steel City, was as undesecrated as a palace of the gods. At this time, Vice Speaker Dawson's office welcomed a special guest.

A tight red dress that sets off her tall figure, long black shawl hair that keeps shaking with her steps, slender legs that are straight and fair, and only a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes can make people see her true age.

The long-legged beauty clutched her elaborate ladies' leather bag in both hands and sat like a noblewoman in the wide chair opposite Vice Speaker Dawson.

She brushed her hair and asked, "Didn't you say that I was not allowed to come to Capitol Hill to find you?

Vice Speaker Dawson was expressionless, and did not even look up at her delicately depicted face, but casually tossed her a document on his desk.

There was a hint of displeasure on her face, and there was even a hint of coldness in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it. When she looked down to read the document, she suddenly opened her mouth wide, and her hands even began to tremble incessantly, and she couldn't even care about the makeup on her face, and began to cry.

"You didn't mean...... Will you take care of him......? How could he have died? He is also your son! Although he has not seen the light, he is your only son! How could you let him die? Woo woo woo ...... "

Vice Speaker Dawson's face was even more ugly. His wife could not have children, but he could not divorce for the sake of his political future. Thankfully, God had mercy on her, and after doing that with this stupid woman, she actually bore herself a son, but that son died again.

He was Walter Dawson, the Vice-President of the Commonwealth, but someone dared to kill his son. And Mu, that bastard, actually favored the murderer of his son. They must pay for it, and going to hell is not enough to atone for their sins......

Glancing at the woman with the rain in pear blossoms, a trace of disgust flashed in Walter Dawson's eyes. He didn't believe that this stupid woman would genuinely lament the death of her son. In Walter's opinion, she is just trying to win her sympathy, she just wants to get more money from herself.

Walter Dawson said coldly: "Our son has gone to another world, he is lonely there, he needs someone to take care of him, you go and take care of him!"

The woman had just looked up in astonishment when Walter Dawson's big feet, in his dolphin leather shoes, stepped on a floor beside the table. A long, narrow alloy knife pops out of the cushion of the wide seat. The woman let out a low cry and straightened her back and did not move, as the knife stabbed straight into her throat from the bottom up, connecting her to the seat.

The bubbling blood was immediately absorbed by the wide seat. Except for the chair, there wasn't a single drop of blood on it.

The Deputy Speaker of the Federal Assembly struck a small brass bell on his desk and began to read the thick stack of papers. The door of the office suite was opened from the inside, and two Western men dressed as cleaners dragged a bulky iron cabinet out of the room. They removed a large identical chair from the iron cabinet and pushed a sculpture into the iron cabinet.

The sculpture depicts a woman, sitting upright on a large chair, vividly.

Two cleaners pulled the iron cabinet and left the office of the deputy speaker. From beginning to end, there was no conversation between the cleaners and the deputy speaker. They didn't even glance at each other, and went about their job as a matter of course, as advertised to the people of the Federation.

Walter finished browsing a file, rang a small bell on the table, and a middle-aged female secretary who looked like Erin walked in.