At the same time that Hao Song's brain was opening up while releasing water, Ma Buge also received the latest instructions from Mr. Filali on the walkie-talkie: "Invite our distinguished guests, Mrs. Reporter and Mr. Cameraman to the top floor, immediately! By the way, the attitude must be sincere!"

Clearly, Mr. Ferrali believed that since the outside media could no longer be relied upon, the journalists and videographers under his control would be able to flourish and be a strange commodity. Mr. Filari, who knows humanity, knows that while violence and oppression can be used for a while, there are endless consequences. If you have the time and energy, it is more reliable to play the journalist development game politely.

Hao Song, as the initiator, has long been aware of the trajectory of the matter, and when he saw Ma Buge's strange expression as if he had been constipated for 33 days, he immediately understood that he had returned to the "VIP" treatment. Even because it is the only mouthpiece of the terrorists, the level of preciousness is even better than in the past, comparable to the brown species of the rare animal giant panda!

So the cowardly also immediately changed to a fake and crooked expression, looked at Ma Buge with a smile and said, "Don't worry, young man! I'm just sincerely confessing my mistakes, and it took a little more time!"

"Eh?!It's me who is wrong, I'm more rude, please don't mind" Brother Ma Bu didn't understand what Hao Song was talking about at all, and this thing was a "teenager", this generation was so bad that he couldn't help it, and he couldn't wait to make the guy in front of him a bear face. He had held back enough strength to find the bad luck of cowardice this time, but he was teased by Hao Song first, and now he has to serve others as uncles, not to mention how aggrieved he is.

Seeing the embarrassed look of shame and indignation, Hao Song continued to "comfort" with full malice: "How can there be! Young man, you are still young, you are a person of temperament, this is normal! But the old man couldn't control his mouth before, and you caused trouble to the little brother! You see that you are still wet~" After speaking, he also pointed to the sticky wet/wet mass under the crotch of the person. The act of coercing goods is purely a matter of not opening which pot to mention, beating people in the face, scolding people and exposing their shortcomings.

"That's enough, meow! I can't even listen to this king, meow! It's like you've carried out some very evil activity!" Even the spirit king Hao Meng in the pocket of his windbreaker couldn't help but complain in his mind.

"You know a salted dried fish, I just want to see how far Mr. Ferrari has been treated. Hao Song also replied to the kitten silently.

It's a pity that this high-sounding statement was despised by the spirit king cat: "Dead orangutan, you're actually just a simple bad taste, right? Pay attention to your lower limit meow!"

The content of human-cat communication is not mentioned. was pointed out that the spittle marks in an awkward position, Ma Buge's face twitched obviously, and his whole body trembled slightly, and it took a full 5 seconds before he suppressed his anger, and reluctantly responded: "It's nothing, my robe is of very good quality, please don't mind" In the end, his face was red and his ears were red, and he almost wanted to bite.

Hao Song continued to mend the knife without care: "But your companion may misunderstand! That's it, I'll explain it to you when I meet someone else!"

"Explain a camel! Can a bastard not keep worrying about this problem?!" Ma Buge scolded secretly, and his heart surged over 30,000 grass and mud horses, and he finally held back his anger and changed the topic: "Let's go, Mr. Filari is waiting to see you!" After speaking, he turned his head and left, and the decision to turn around obviously didn't want to delay for even half a microsecond.

Hao Song used his free hands to play suona, shaking his head and humming "We people, I'm really happy today~", and followed happily, obviously in a good mood and full of comic power.

When he met a few terrorists patrolling and squatting on the road, Hao Song would go up with sincerity to help Brother Ma Bu explain: "He just accidentally peed on his pants, and it is definitely not a loss/sperm, white/belt or something!

"Shut up, bastard! It turned out to be just a terrible excuse instead of a terrible fact! What the hell is the white/abnormal belt! You guys actually have a clear look on your face? What do you understand!" Ma Buge understands that the explanation is likely to get darker and darker, and this situation will be fine to pass this level with a strained face. He secretly vomited a groan with deep internal injuries, and quickly led the way.

Five minutes later, Hao Song and Anne Hall met again with Mr. Filali, the special envoy of the Islamic State to the United States, and were warmly welcomed by the terrorists. The two sides deeply reflected on the lack of previous exchanges, exchanged views on the international situation, reached a consensus on reconciliation, and returned to good-neighborliness and friendship. During the meeting, the two sides proposed to strengthen political exchanges, deepen industrial cooperation, enhance bilateral mutual trust, and strive to normalize international exchanges between the US imperialist government and ISIS at an early date. Mr. Filari then invited Mr. Hao Song and Ms. Hall to have a supper, and both parties were very satisfied with the meeting.

Well, anyway, in Hao Song's opinion, everything else except for supper this time is like the first 10 minutes of the news broadcast, which is not the point at all. The worldview of this cargo was indeed influenced to some extent by the tyrant Edward Miero.

Add plump and soft glutinous rice, lotus seeds to clear heat and nourish the skin, wolfberry to nourish the liver and kidneys and lungs, red dates to nourish the blood and yang/impotence and stomach, and ingredients full of malicious saliva, nasal feces and other ingredients constitute this dish of American imperialist racial fusion. This is the coconut shell eight-treasure porridge supper received by the terrorists and the two cowards.

is the so-called: one person pretends to force the whole family to die, and one person ascends to heaven. Of course, Hao Song did not forget to ask the kitchen to serve a coconut shell eight-treasure rice (unfed version) for the "sister-in-law" Christina.

After a real feast, at the request of Mr. Ferrali, Hao Song and Anne Hall decided to shoot in the form of a documentary. The cowards took care of the camera and narration with great interest, but the female reporter Anne Hall was not reduced to a dispensable role. What exactly they did, we can understand it through a clip:

The back of a black-robed terrorist appeared in the camera, and Hao Song pulled the camera closer while explaining in a eloquent tone: "The Middle Eastern teenager who is slowly approaching by the film crew is an ordinary member of the terrorists. Both of his parents died in the war, and starvation and fighting were the main themes of his life. In the twentieth year of his ordinary life, he started the journey of 'Miserable Voice' with his beloved guitar on his back for the ideals in his heart and the religion he believed in. ”

"Hey, is it really okay to come here like this? Besides, how can it be the 'Meidi Got Talent' here in Hawaii, right?" Aunt Anne complained on the side.

"You know a peanut butter! I'm here to downplay the background of the record of confrontation and conflict! To add a hot-blooded and inspirational label to these people! This can maximize the sympathy points, do you know? What is the best thing about the death of the whole family and the disability in pursuit of dreams!"

"Let's help them connect with the International Red Cross! Besides, this documentary is simply called the Gray Hugh talk show. ”

In short, he carried his best AK-74 on his back, followed his friends, and came to Hawaii for the justice he believed in. This time, they gambled their lives and the lives of others for a chance to get on stage. Will they impress the judges? Let's wait and see!"

"Isn't this script still a talent show?!" Aunt Anne, who vomited this sentence, was suddenly stunned, and then thought about it.

Hao Song glanced at her, and secretly smiled that the reporter's aunt had not arrived home late, and continued to talk nonsense: "Now please ask this terrorist who was scared by the wonderful performance of the US imperialist special police to make a declaration of competition!"

"Why are you again!Go away!Be careful that I hit you!" Brother Ma Bu in front of the camera howled in a terrified voice, and his spirit had completely collapsed.

Regardless of the documentary style, terrorists have some confidence in the Islamic State's popularity. And for some reason, the cowards seemed to be full of energy, filming (and gibberish) all night long, and the terrorists in Aloha Tower also showed a lot of energy to cooperate, and even the SWAT counter-terrorism drills outside seemed to be in full swing. Under the gaze of the slowly falling flares, this area really has a hint of the city that never sleeps.

In a room filled with screens, Lieutenant General Bergkamp, Major Stiga, and Kidney Deficiency Daoist Mo Yudao stood behind a busy line of Communications Group soldiers, drinking tea and chatting while looking at the images of Aloha Tower from all angles on the screen.

Major Stiga took the statistics handed over by a communicator, which was the frequency of terrorists patrolling the Aloha Tower window calculated by the communication group through the surveillance screen, and said happily: "Now it seems that the first phase of the 'Noise Assault' plan has worked well, as Mr. Mo expected! The frequency of enemy patrols has really increased significantly!"

Daoist Mo replied with a calm smile: "Mr. Major has won the award, the poor Dao is not a clever calculation, and the other party's reaction is just human nature." Besides, the specific battle plan was made by Mr. Major, and the final decision was also made thanks to Mr. Lieutenant/General's courage to adopt it. In the end, Poor Dao just gave an immature idea, talking on paper, and thank you for your tolerance and weight!" After speaking, he made a gesture lightly, looking humble. Eighty percent of Lu Xunkeng's Guan Yu was like this back then.

Mr. Bergkamp took a sip of hot tea and smiled kindly: "Don't be modest, one of you is indispensable for planning and planning!"

The trio flattered each other without nutrition, and Lieutenant General Bergkamp finally summed up heroically: "Now wait for the other party to relax a little, and let the children go to the second stage of action!"

["Soldiers, treacherous ways. War is the art of deception and counter-deception!" -- Kidney Deficiency Dao Chang Mo Yu Dao]