In the end, Edward was satisfied. Nancy was indeed a unique flavor, especially the initial resistance and the subsequent madness, which was truly worthy of being "Crazy Nancy".

He wondered if he was a brother-in-law with Solomon this time?

After all, just looking at the appearance, no one can imagine that this married and child-child woman who looks like a college student is really fun to play.

At the same time, he began to sympathize with Daniel Brewster.

This guy is purely doing it himself...

Or it is like being blinded by straight men cancer and being blinded by love.

He can clearly rely on his face to make a soft meal or even achieve the achievement of being a soft meal. After all, with his background and family background and political future, Anne Brian should take the initiative to pay back.

Although Anne's father was once prominent, Old Blitt died for a long time after all. Although she was just a daughter, she was very rich, but her power and prospects in politics were not necessarily good.

Her marriage to Brewster is a typical win-win situation.

But Brewster probably had a straight man who had cancer. He was determined to raise his head in front of 18-inch Anne, and he was better than the other party in all aspects, so he started to make money wildly.

To be honest, the probability of this possibility is not particularly high.

After all, no one who becomes a senator at the age of 39 is not a fool, but other than that, this abnormal behavior cannot be explained.

In addition, Nancy thought so, so Edward had to admit that there were really a few naive guys in the American politics.

To be honest, he has a good impression of Brewster. This guy may have a lot of shortcomings, but he doesn't look like a sinister guy, otherwise he wouldn't have resigned in shame.

And he speaks decisively, acts decisively, and leaves as he says, which is also pretty good.

Now he feels a little disappointed...

Obviously it is time for the sage.

Thanks to the collaboration between Crazy Nancy and Crazy Megan, he felt that he was now like a philosopher, and was about to touch the truth of the universe, which obviously did not bode well.

So he decided to find something for himself...

Why not go and see how Mr. Brewster works.

By the way, they also avoid the limelight of these two people, and now they are a little bit up.

...

It's already 12 noon.

At the door of Mel Fest's mansion, the protesters still did not leave, but instead tended to gather more and more.

Obviously the Matthewsin Society is very professional about this kind of activity.

The number of people is slowly and gradually increasing, and the pressure on Mel Fist is increasing.

He was afraid that the noble neighbors would lose patience, so he directly convened the property management committee and declared him unpopular in the community. All his efforts would be wasted.

But look at these gay les, not only did not have the intention to leave at this moment, but even ordered pizza and takeout and started lunch on the side of the road.

The atmosphere at the scene was quiet and peaceful, and very...sanitary... The pizza box and coke can were thrown into a special huge garbage bag, waiting for people to collect it.

Of course, peeing into the corner continues...

This made Mephist feel like he was going crazy.

He stood on the balcony on the second floor and saw everything through the telescope.

Those guys who pissed obviously knew they were under surveillance.

But not only did it not cover up, but even made the movements particularly exaggerated, for fear that the other party would not see his "Dick".

In addition, you can also see the other person's proud face and seductive expression in the telescope.

Mel Fister's eyes were instantly covered with blood. He quickly threw down his telescope and took a piece of nifedipine, otherwise he would have been afraid that the cerebral blood vessels would explode on the spot.

"I'll let you guys look good in a while!" He smashed the valuable Swarovski telescope on the marble floor on the first floor. The monthly income of the ordinary middle-class people turned into a pool of glass.

Moevich's unethical tricks will definitely be useful, he muttered in his heart.

Sure enough, the more people around his house gathered, and the later generations obviously did not go along with the Matthewsin Association.

Although the number of people is only a few dozen, they are wearing uniform black and red work jackets, and their aura is much stronger than those who are scattered soldiers.

And more police cars drove over, and the police got out of the car in three or three, occupying the favorable terrain.

Many of the police also carried shields and riot short sticks.

This kind of equipment was broadcasted through television in the Chicago incident and became familiar to the people of all over the country, and Mel Fister was no exception.

He knew the show was about to begin...

"Hey, hey! Hey!" Henry Charles began to shout at his subordinates.

He was in his early 40s and was once a non-commissioned officer in the Marine Corps. After a few years of hard work in Vietnam, he chose to retire. As soon as he left the army, he was pulled to Pinkton by his old boss.

As the position of security supervisor.

In the army, he was responsible for training, and his mission was to train the young men who were pampered and only received basic queues and pace training until they could go to the battlefield.

Then, take them to survive in the jungle as much as possible.

This is not an easy task, but Henry Charles did a good job, which is why his old boss is interested in him.

He is very confident about today's mission.

This is much more convenient than playing life in the rainforest.

It is nothing more than to dismantle a group of sissies, humiliate the other party hard, and then have conflicts with the other party. When the other party uses absolute power to overturn the other party to the ground, police will appear, preside over justice on the grounds of a large-scale fight between the two parties - forcibly disperse, and arrest the ones who lead the lead.

Henry Charles was not afraid of these things. He went to the police station to take a record, and then stayed in the temporary cell for one night, and someone would protect himself from going out the next day.

As for the harsh ecological environment in the cell...

It's hell for those gay guys who often wipe their tears.

But his powerful personal force ensures that he can dominate no matter where he goes.

When the Pinkerton security guards heard the boss' order, they began to gather together gradually.

Many people simply open their clothes to reveal their strong muscles and various fancy tattoos on them.

This is the declaration of “I’m not a good person!”

Sure enough, the crowd of Matthewsin Association began to gradually stir up.

They began to spontaneously get closer to each other.

Henry Charles almost laughed out loud, and sheep would do the same when they found danger, but in front of the wolves, it would make no sense to do so.

"Damn it, this is a private territory, hurry up and get out of it!" Mark, a little brother of Henry, roared fiercely.

This is a black man, nearly two meters tall, and is so burly that he looks like an American wrestling player.

In fact, he has done this before.

But I was dissatisfied with the discomfort of making falls all day during the game, so I joined Pinkton.

Here you can do your best to commit violence without worrying about being brought to justice.

This voice was indeed effective.

The protesters felt fear, and the distance between them was closer, even people were close to each other.

Tony Hall sighed and walked forward with a tough bullet.

You have to do things when you collect money. This is the rule of the United States. Even though you know you are defeated, you still have to rush to the forefront. This is the necessity of the leader.

"We, we" he swallowed, "We are protesting peacefully"

"fxxk" Mark spitted in front of Tony Hall's toes "Get out! This is the scope of work for Pinkerton Security!"

If it weren't for looking at Tony Hall's gray hair, he would have punched him.

Of course, he was also afraid of death.

"Sir, I don't think our behavior has affected you," Tony Hall said, with a few young people surrounding him, but Tony Hall doesn't need to look at it, there is nothing else in these people's eyes except fear.

It would be strange if you are not afraid of such a human-shaped weapon with obvious malicious intentions.

Mark looked at Henry Charles, who nodded.

So he pushed Tony Hall directly, "Get out, buddy, beat them up! Be careful not to beat them to death~!"

"Ok, kill these gay guys!"

"Hey, those les are for me. I like that short hair. Japanese-she should feel similar to Japanese-she men!"

"Hahahahaha, bastard! You fxxk are not ours!"

"Bastard, haven't you seen that you want to have a lesbian. They are women at least! And you are only worthy of the old dermatitis of the old 0!"

After receiving the order, the group of violent elements did not launch a charge, but slowly surrounded them at the speed of walking.

This brings greater psychological pressure to the other party.

Tony Hall quickly looked around, wanting to ask for help from the police officer who looked quite pleasant just now, Dali Sandro.

But he found that at this moment, he was far away from him and was chatting with the policeman who later turned his back to everyone.
To be continued...