The Glory Of The Charter, which was spread all over the Federation, was naturally aware of Macklin's death. The news quickly spread from the Bureau of Proclamation to the site of the inauguration ceremony. The old director with the surname Yun was the first to confirm the news, only a few minutes after Xu Le pulled out the tip of his pen.
It was a crime to harbor a treasure, but at least he was holding something valuable. This news was not good news. The old director softly told the person he needed to tell, and then the news began to spread among the high-ranking government officials on the viewing platform and the stone steps. Although the range of the news was limited to a very small number of people, their shocked expressions still gave many people some hints.
At this time, the director of the Bureau of Proclamation was basically able to confirm the true identity of Macklin, so when he heard the news, his old heart was filled with endless relief. He stood on the viewing platform with a smile and maintained his silence. The other high-ranking government officials, however, did not know this at this time, so their expressions were the opposite of his, extremely ugly.
With warm applause, whistles, and music in front of Parliament Hill, President Pabre ended his speech. He kindly and extremely politely thanked the old Chief Justice, Mr. He Ying, and then waved to the people below the stone steps. He held his wife's hand, and accompanied by his aides and office officials, they walked to the resting area.
On the way, Vice President Byron and the Director of the Federation Investigation Bureau quickly whispered a few words in his ear. President Pabre's expression suddenly became serious, his dark face hiding a trace of deep anger. He pondered for a moment, and then quickened his pace.
The inauguration ceremony was still going on, and there should be several performances to set the atmosphere. The top cultural figures from the various regions of the Federation would work hard to show their best side, so the sea of people did not disperse, but waited excitedly. They did not know that the Federation had a big event today, and no one noticed the President's quick pace in the shadow of the winter tree.
The guests on the viewing platform gradually dispersed. The high-ranking officials and generals of the government and military were all heading towards the President's residence not far away to participate in the first Federation government meeting. At this time, they roughly knew what had happened in the four states around S2, and their expressions couldn't help but be somewhat worried.
The president of the Three Forest Federation Bank, Old Mister Li Yuan Gong, walked down with the help of his son. The short man adjusted the black round hat on his head, squinted his eyes, and looked back at Lady Tai. He found that the lady had already left. He couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Macklin is dead. We don't know who did it yet, but there should be news soon. Get ready."
In the cold weather, the old man from Liyuan Palace coughed twice. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as knives. He looked at his successor and said, "I think the President must be very angry. On the first day he came to power, he received such bad news."
Li Xiuzhu, wearing a short gray windbreaker and a bow tie, looked very energetic. Although he had already guessed before, he had never thought that he would hear the news of Macklin's death today. His beautiful eyebrows instantly furrowed. He lowered his voice and said in a hurried tone, "Father, what should we do?"
"The Federation government will naturally do what they should do." Liyuan Palace took off his thick gloves and walked out along the special passage for the distinguished guests. "What we need to do is to fully cooperate."
Fully cooperate? Cooperate with what? Suppress the commotion that may soon arise because of Macklin's death? Li Xiuzhu's furrowed brows still couldn't loosen.
Thinking of the politician who had just died, the old man from Liyuan Palace couldn't help but sigh softly. White mist scattered around his dry lips.
"The Federation can't be in chaos. I think both President Pabre and his wife will realize this." The old man said, "Since he's already dead, we have to accept this reality and do a good job of cooperating."
This sentence was said very indifferently. The death of Macklin, who had been secretly cooperating with the Li family for a long time, was like a stranger in this old man's words.
"Last time, he was just caught and sent to the Justice Department, and this is already happening. I'm very worried …" Li Xiuzhu said worriedly.
Behind him, for some reason, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers in the square. The old man from Liyuan Palace walked forward with a smile and said slowly in an old voice, "I never look down on any ordinary people, but I also never overestimate their loyalty to their beliefs."
Li Xiuzhu's heart trembled slightly. He vaguely understood something. Last time, Macklin's fanatical supporters had caused such a big commotion in the Federation. It seemed that his family was behind it. However, at that time, the Li family needed Macklin's ability to incite people to ensure that the Federation's investigation wouldn't go too deep and involve them. Now that Macklin was dead, the Li family naturally didn't have to worry about anything. They naturally had to stand firmly on the side of the government, or rather … on the side of the people.
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A few black cars without obvious markings were walking on the side road. The winter trees had no leaves, and the sun was clear and cold. Because of the traffic control of the presidential inauguration, these few cars were particularly eye-catching.
Lady Tai sat in the back and looked at the street through the window. For the upper class of the Federation, this appearance on the viewing platform today was a rare opportunity to get close to her. Although she deliberately stood in the most inconspicuous corner, after the ceremony was over, who knew how many high officials and nobles tried to say a few words to her.
However, this lady didn't have any desire to talk today. She looked at the withered trees with a heavy heart. Different from the wise old man from the Li family, she already knew who the mastermind behind the assassination at the S2 Foundation Building was.
The interior of the car was as warm as spring. The madam quietly looked at the winter scenery, but she suddenly thought of the editor and reporter from the Capital Daily News. She thought of the inspector who was still locked up in the FBI but refused to back down. She thought of the crazy and dangerous people in Green Dragon Mountain. She thought of the man from many years ago. Naturally, she also thought of Xu Le.
She felt a little cold. The young man she wanted to control was indeed an extremely dangerous person, just like his teacher. Since that was the case, then he couldn't be left alive.
"Medellin is dead." Lady Tai retracted her gaze from the window and calmly said, "His Excellency the President may have some problems. Let the TV station and the network headquarters cooperate with the government."
Secretary Shen Li, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, slightly stiffened, then immediately reacted and calmly replied.
At this moment, a bell rang in the Capital Special District. The clear and distant sound of the bell passed through a few blocks and was then filtered by the thick glass of the black car, becoming somewhat dull and deep.
President Pabre's motorcade had already arrived at the President's official residence. The former President, Mr. Sieg, was waiting for them on the lawn. The highest authority of the Federation had begun to be handed over. According to the historical custom of the Federation, the bell next to Charter Square began to ring.
Lady Tai listened to the bell with a calm expression, but in her heart, she was thinking, Who is this bell ringing for?
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Xu Le leaned against the wall, his face pale. His fractured right wrist hung over his knee, and the ground around him was a mess. Today, he had used all of his energy and squeezed out every drop of strength in his body. With the help of that great existence, he was so lucky, or perhaps crazy, to achieve his goal.
The moment he fell, all of his injuries and exhaustion exploded, causing him to sit on the ground. He was so weak that he couldn't even lift a finger. The gunshot wounds on his body were very serious, but what really drained him was the final blow. A year ago in the underground parking lot of Linhai Stadium, he had valiantly kicked a military mecha, causing him to vomit blood and fall to the ground from the recoil. Today, he was much stronger than he was then, so he could still hold on, but he couldn't continue with the rest of the plan.
Listening to the increasingly sparse gunshots outside the room and the scattered footsteps that gradually approached the door, Xu Le lowered his head, speechless.
The door was knocked open, and a person covered in blood rushed in. The first thing this person did after coming in was not to shoot at Xu Le, but to push all of the furniture around the door behind the door, including two extremely heavy safes.
Xu Le raised his head, and with just one glance, his eyes lit up. When he knew that there was someone supporting him outside, he had been guessing who that person was. Now, he found that it was indeed him.
Shi Qinghai, whose face was covered in blood, turned around and saw Macklin's body on the ground. He was slightly stunned. At this moment, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, showing his true condition.
He laughed bitterly, walked to the wall with difficulty, and slid down weakly against the wall to sit beside Xu Le.
Xu Le spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was spat on his clothes. He turned his head with difficulty, looked at this guy, and said in a hoarse voice, "I was hoping that you could get me out."
Police sirens sounded around the Golden Foundation building. The police had rushed over. The Federation Investigation Bureau and more powerful departments had finally arrived. Even if all the security personnel inside the Golden Foundation building were killed by the two of them, it would be harder than climbing to the sky to escape now.
"I was hoping that you could get me out."
Shi Qinghai lowered his head and scolded with a smile. His chest was heaving up and down. He had already thrown the ACW outside because he had run out of bullets. After blocking for Xu Le in the building for so long, his body was already full of scars. It had to be said that this fierce person, who was trained by the First Military Academy and the Green Dragon Mountain Anti-government Federation, was extremely capable and lucky to be able to survive until now.
Xu Le's plan did have a final escape plan, but at this time, the two people sitting against the wall had already used up all their energy in the previous brilliant battle. They didn't leave any power or escape route for themselves, so they didn't have the ability to carry out the final plan.
Of course, if they hadn't put in so much effort and fought so valiantly before, they wouldn't have been able to do it in front of such a tight defense.
Xu Le looked down at the bracelet on his wrist, laughed bitterly, and coughed violently, coughing up two puddles of blood.
The two people looked up at each other, shook their heads at the same time, and smiled in relief.
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At this time, there were countless fully armed combatants inside and outside the building. Not far away, the roar of armed helicopters could be faintly heard.
The police headquarters and the investigators of the Federation Investigation Bureau had already confirmed the life and death of Councilman Macklin from the Bureau of Proclamation, so they didn't choose to attack immediately. Instead, they waited outside the building, trying to find a way to be as safe as possible.
"Of course you have to use a sniper for an assassination. You brat, you only knew how to kill your way in, and now I'm going to die with you. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?" Shi Qinghai said as he coughed.
His handsome face was full of blood, and there was a terrible wound on his left cheek, looking extremely hideous. Xu Le glanced at him and smiled with difficulty. At this time, he was probably sure that there was a problem with Magnolia. He was killed by that guy, and Mr. Shi was killed by him.
"Since I've killed you, then I'll compensate you with a son." Xu Le lowered his head and wiped the blood on his lips. He smiled and said, "You probably don't know, but Zou Yu gave birth to a son for you. His name is Zou Liuhuo, and he has no physical defects."
As soon as he said this, Shi Qinghai suddenly fell into silence. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Le for a long time before he confirmed that this guy was not lying to comfort him before he died. His heart suddenly beat faster, and there was a touch of gentleness and shyness in his excitement.
"Really?"
"Not really."
Shi Qinghai was silent for a long time, and then said, "Unfortunately, I didn't know." Suddenly, he smiled and laughed. "But this shows that I'm really fierce. I can actually kill them with one shot."
Xu Le wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He kept coughing.
Shi Qinghai narrowed his eyes and thought for a while. Then he took out a pack of 37 brand cigarettes with trembling hands and lit them up with trembling hands. He didn't have the calm and steady feeling he had when he was killing people in all directions.
He took two deep breaths and then passed one over with trembling hands. He found that Xu Le didn't take it. Then he noticed that Xu Le's right wrist was twisted, and there were several wounds on his left arm that were bleeding.
Shi Qinghai shook his head and put a cigarette between Xu Le's bloody lips.
"You really shouldn't have come," he said.
Xu Le held the cigarette in his mouth and said vaguely, "I wanted to come, so I came." The ashes of the cigarette fell and mixed with the blood on his chest.
Shi Qinghai narrowed his eyes and looked around the office. He noticed that there was a painting hanging on the wall. It was a freehand painting of a splash-ink lotus, and the style was dripping and fierce. He couldn't help but be puzzled. He murmured, "That guy Macklin, where did he get so much righteousness from?"
Xu Le raised his head with difficulty, and squinted his eyes to take a look. He thought about what Macklin had said behind the door about conscience, and was puzzled by it.
Only then did he remember that the pen he had used to kill Macklin was still tightly held in his left hand. He loosened his fingers and let the blood-stained pen slide to the ground. He said, "I … used this pen to kill him. I thought that if you could escape, I would leave it … as a souvenir for you. "
"Don't think of anything good." Shi Qinghai reached out and grabbed the pen with difficulty. He looked at it curiously and suddenly said, "I don't know if the government will allow me to leave this pen to my son as an inheritance."
"Don't think of anything good," Xu Le answered weakly with his head down and the cigarette in his mouth.
"Zou Yu … didn't find another man, did she?"
"No, I kept an eye on her for you."
"Why do I feel a little guilty? I … found another woman. But I didn't know, so it's not wrong, right? … Hey, when did you become so close to her? I don't think I know her that well. "
"Oh, this is another long story."
The inside and outside of the foundation building was heavily guarded. Blood and bullet marks filled the building. Countless fully armed combatants were holding guns and occupying all the passages. They surrounded the room. Maybe in the next moment, they would rush in and kill the two powerful terrorists.
However, the two people who made them feel like they were facing a great enemy were no longer able to fight. They were sitting next to Macklin's body, smoking a 37 brand cigarette and talking about some very boring things.
"I just heard the sound of a bell." Shi Qinghai took the half-burned cigarette from his mouth and said lightly. The filter of the cigarette was full of blood.
"Oh? What time is it? "Xu Le lowered his head and said purely subconsciously.
Shi Qinghai looked at him helplessly and said, "I mean, I heard the death knell for us."
As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots rang out. The glass window on the right side of the senator's office was instantly shattered into pieces. Then, a smoke bomb was shot in. In the chaos, a few special forces members dressed in black slipped down from the sky and pounced in like a few fierce tigers!
There were also several big holes in the wall because of the explosion. Countless fully armed combatants flooded in.
"Very unprofessional." Shi Qinghai murmured a few times and confirmed that smoking cigarettes was indeed not as good as smoking cigarettes.
Although Xu Le's left eye could still see through the smoke and see the movements of the intruders, he couldn't do anything and was too lazy to do anything. Whether it was him or Shi Qinghai, they had no bullets and no strength. Even the blood in their bodies was about to run out.
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"Don't move!"
"Hands up!"
With a few loud shouts, the smoke gradually dispersed. Countless black gun barrels were pointed at the two people sitting against the wall at close range.
The head of the Special Task Force walked in with a heavy expression, but the phone in his hand was pressed tightly to his ear. An extremely important order had just come from the distant capital. As soon as he put down the phone, he saw the scene in the room and couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
Senator Macklin's body was on the side. This was the news that had been confirmed earlier. What surprised him was the behavior of the two terrorists against the wall at this time.
Facing the countless gun barrels, Shi Qinghai, who was already exhausted, quickly raised his hands in the air. He was tearing up because of the smoke, and his eyes were red as he said seriously, "I surrender!"
At this time, he was holding a cigarette that was almost burnt out in his right hand and a bloody pen in his right. This posture looked very funny.
"Also, this guy beside me doesn't want to raise his hands and surrender." Shi Qinghai looked at the nervous and solemn special forces of the Federation in front of him and said seriously and sincerely,
"Both of his hands are disabled. He really can't raise them."
Xu Le, who had been keeping his head down, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. The cigarette in his mouth spat out and fell to the ground, splashing a few sparks.
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