"By the way, Mr. Gervais, there's one more thing." Camille spread out the newspaper and put it in front of Xia Shang, "This is the latest issue of the New York Daily News, and there is a news item about President Nickerson, and the recent Watergate scandal about him can be described as a stir, basically occupying the front pages of various newspapers, I mean, should we send reporters to the press conference tomorrow morning?" ”

It is an old tradition in the newspaper industry to rub off on hot spots, and as the second-in-command of the newspaper, Camille naturally wants to join in the fun.

"You take a few reporters to go there in person, I have a hunch that something unexpected may happen at tomorrow's reception." Xia Shang smiled slightly, then waved his hand and motioned for Camille to go out.

After Camille heard this, he couldn't help but think of the motherland that Xia Shang asked him to vigorously promote recently, could it be that the motherland would appear at the press conference tomorrow morning? Camille didn't dare to think about it, and turned to leave the office.

At this time, Xia Shang, who was sitting behind the desk, set up the newspaper on the table, and at the same time, the white suit on his body suddenly turned into a viscous black liquid, and in the twist and condensation, it turned into a black robe in a blink of an eye.

"The time has come to become famous, Mr. President, I advise you not to be ignorant." Xia Shang slowly put down the newspaper that covered his face, and if anyone else was present at this moment, he would definitely exclaim, because Xia Shang's face was exactly the same as Slaughter Billy.

The name Massacre was given to him by a citizen of Washington, and it comes from Billy's words, "In a week, I will carry out indiscriminate massacres all over the United States." ”

It was precisely because of this sentence that the citizens of Washington panicked, but fortunately, a week passed, and nothing happened, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

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The next morning, the White House.

On a lawn directly in front of the White House, reporters with long guns and short guns arrived at the reception early.

In addition to journalists, there were also senior government officials, prosecutors from the Federal Prosecutor's Office, and members of the U.S. House of Representatives.

"I didn't invite anyone from the committee to the press conference." In the president's office, Nickerson, dressed in a black suit, stood by the window, adjusting his tie and exclaiming.

He is angry when he sees those prosecutors now, these guys bite him like mad dogs, obviously installing eavesdropping equipment, it is a sparse and ordinary and secret trivial matter, normally speaking, everyone knows it in their hearts, not to mention that since the time of Roosevelt president, every president has done this, and he is not the first person.

"Shet! What a bunch of shit. Nickerson scolded a few words to relieve the resentment in his heart, but he also understood that the essence of this matter was a partisan dispute, and his party was now in a weak position, according to their words, Nickerson had better take the initiative to give up and propose to resign, but Nickerson was a little unwilling, so he held a press conference to see if he could save it, maybe the situation could be reversed.

He sighed at the thought of this, because the possibility was slim......

"Mr. President, you don't seem to be very happy." Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind Nickerson.

"You are?"

Although Nikesson was shocked, he still pretended to be calm, turned his head to look behind him, and saw the man who suddenly appeared, with deep eyes, a slightly fierce face, and a thick beard, as if he was a bandit.

"Slaughter." Xia Shang smiled and said Billy's nickname.

"Massacre?" A hint of confusion flashed in Nikesson's eyes, "I don't think I've seen you." ”

"I'm a mutant."

As soon as these words came out, Nickerson immediately became alert, looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Are you here to kill me?" ”

Xia Shang shook his head.

"A living president is worth more to me."

"What do you mean?" Tense and tense, Nickerson slowly moved and fumbled for the button under his desk, which was specially designed to prevent someone from assassinating the president, and once pressed, someone would rush into the office.

"Guess you pressed the button fast, or did I kill you faster?" Xia Shang, who had a see-through eye, smiled after seeing Nikeson's small movements.

"Okay, I think we can have a good talk."

Seeing that his movements were being recognized, Nickerson took a step back and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the guards below who were maintaining order.

"Mr. President, I'm here to help you solve your troubles, and you should know very well that it won't be long before those people in the prosecutor's office will force you to hand over the wiretapping tapes and documents, which is equivalent to a bomb and will blow you to pieces."

"It's kind of interesting, keep talking." As if he had guessed the purpose of the other party's visit, Nickerson raised the corners of his mouth slightly, regaining his usual calmness.

"If you want to cover up the sound of the bomb exploding, you need to detonate a bigger bomb, and I came here to act as this bomb, as long as you agree to cooperate with me, I will blow up all your troubles."

Xia Shang raised his hand, and then opened his palm in front of Nikeson, "Bang... The eyes of the whole country will not be on you. ”

"What do you want? Money or something else? I have to say that the other party's words sound extremely tempting, although there will be certain risks in cooperating with the other party, but Nickerson has no other choice at this time.

"I'm going to start a mutant company, you can understand it as the Chaoying Group, what you have to do is to support it silently."

"You want to turn mutants into superheroes?" Nikeson narrowed his eyes and said in a solemn tone.

"I will not betray humanity for the sake of my own personal future."

"Are you sure?"

Xia Shang clenched his five fingers, and a red fireball burst out of his palm, "Mr. President, I forgot to tell you, I actually have a drug that can turn ordinary people into mutants, think about it, if I inject your children with that kind of drug, will things become very interesting, and at that time, your children will also become the objects of dissection for the study of mutants." ”

All of a sudden, Nickerson's face became extremely ugly, and at the same time, a terrifying wave was set off in his heart, could there really be something that could turn ordinary people into mutants? Why hadn't he even heard of it, or rather, that kind of drug didn't exist at all, and the other party was just lying to him.

"The press conference is about to start, I will give you a minute at most to think about it, life or death, you choose."

The fireball in Xia Shang's hand emitted bursts of heat outward, as if the temperature in the office had risen several degrees in a few breaths. (End of chapter)