Chapter 455: Suffering A Big Blow
Chapter 455: Suffering A Big Blow
Rudolph vigorously directed his men to set up various high-tech traps.
As long as the other party dares to appear, he will definitely strike him with thunder!
Because Vosniaya's fraud case ended in nothing, the president had already criticized him. Now it's time to restore his dignity.
"Cheer up, everyone, the live broadcast will start soon. If something goes wrong, hum!"
Rudolf glanced at his waiting subordinates with a stern expression.
Just when he was about to say a few more words, Edward walked over at the lead.
Not far behind were the secretary and Robert.
"Mr President."
Rudolf greeted him enthusiastically. If the occasion wasn't right, he would have wanted to start licking her!
"Well, how are you preparing?" Edward nodded reservedly.
"Don't worry, we have been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the other party to be arrested." Rudolph patted his chest and assured.
"Okay, let's start the live broadcast now."
Edward felt a little excited in his heart. He had a restless and show-off heart.
When he thought about showing off in front of netizens all over the world, his face turned red with excitement.
Hearing this, Rudolf winked at his subordinate not far away. The latter understood and immediately started a live broadcast on Tik Tok.
The entire exhibition hall is covered with fixed cameras, ensuring that the audience can see the heroic appearance of their ugly president from all directions.
Tik Tok is well-known throughout the world, and Edward is also a fan of this software. He likes to watch short videos whenever he has nothing to do.
He is also very satisfied with the big waves pushed to him by the platform.
The only dissatisfaction is that this software was made by Chinese people.
Hum, I must turn Tik Tok into our ugly country when I have time!
Edward thought in his mind, but his movements were not slow.
He showed an amiable smile to the camera and said, "Hi, friends, hello everyone."
Because it had been warmed up in advance, millions of viewers flooded into the live broadcast room almost as soon as it started broadcasting.
Thick barrages kept passing by, but fortunately the software came with its own translation.
"Front row, where are the Japanese netizens?"
"Is this the president of an ugly country? He looks so ugly."
"Xi Ba! Who is scolding my father?"
"Haha, can you become the president of an ugly country without being ugly?"
"Which country are you from? How can you judge other people's looks arbitrarily?"
"Baga! I'm from the Japanese country."
"Get lost! The person upstairs is fake."
"Go away! Who is pretending to be a Japanese who has eaten shit now?"
"@%#¥@!!"
...
The barrage was soon filled with harmonious characters, and netizens from all over the world started a team battle as soon as they picked up the keyboard.
Edward's old face twitched when he saw it.
He coughed lightly and said seriously to the camera: "My friends, the federal agents have set up a dragnet. I vow to make those who provoke the ugly country pay a heavy price. Let's wait and see!"
After speaking, Edward motioned for the camera to shift to various precision instruments.
Then follow and introduce.
Every time one is introduced, there will be far fewer barrages in the live broadcast room.
When all the advanced high-tech instruments were introduced, tens of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room were silent.
As if they were all disconnected at the same time, the barrage turned out to be empty.
It was obvious that everyone was fooled.
Even the industry elites from various countries lurking in the live broadcast room were shocked.
After a full minute of pause, the barrage poured out like urine.
"It's too scary. Is this the strength of Chou Country?"
"I have to admit, I have never heard of some of the instruments."
"Are you serious about that soul detector?"
"Good guy, isn't that a ghost? Is there really such a thing?"
"It's getting louder."
"As expected of dad, he looks so awesome."
Edward was very satisfied with the response of people from all over the world.
A flash of pride flashed deep in his eyes, and he appeared in the camera with a proud look, raising a middle finger.
"You guys, still dare to come?"
...
Zhao Yan didn't watch the live broadcast.
He was sitting in the hearse and watching with cold eyes, expressionless at Edward's provocation.
"I wonder if atomization and invisibility can be detected."
With a slight movement in his heart, he took the initiative to expose himself to a precision instrument.
As a result, no alarm came.
Zhao Yan was secretly relieved.
Mudd, this old guy boasted so much that he almost lost his confidence.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he became more and more angry. When he came to Edward, who had a condescending look on his face, he first removed the atomization, and then took out his big dick.
Snapped!
Clear slaps resounded throughout the exhibition hall.
Edward was immediately stunned.
He covered his cheeks and began to doubt life with dull eyes.
He, the ugly president, was slapped in front of everyone!
Rudolf, Robert and others nearby had shocked faces and were dumbfounded for a moment.
"Farke!"
Edward was the first to come to his senses, his face was ashen, and his old eyes were flashing with a cold light.
"Shoot!" Rudolf was excited, pointed in a certain direction, and shouted to his subordinates.
The alarm went off just now, and traces of the other party were detected!
Dozens of FBI agents quickly turned their guns and fired decisively!
After a series of gunshots, it seemed that the opponent was not hit.
Seeing this, Robert quickly squeezed into the crowd quietly, feeling safe only when he was surrounded by a group of big men.
Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used the atomization skill right after the fight, otherwise he might have become a sieve.
…
at the same time.
The number of people in the live broadcast room has surged to about 50 million.
Everyone went numb when they saw the obvious slap marks on Edward's face.
"I have a hunch that the other person is not a human being."
"Hiss, it's so cold!"
"Even Chou Country's sophisticated instruments can't find the other party?"
"It's overturned, it's overturned, haha, it's hard to get off the tiger."
"Ugh, don't hit my dad. If you dare, hit our president with a stick!"
"What on earth is the other party? It's nothing more than a ghost."
"I suspect that the other party is not human."
Netizens from all over the world were talking in shock. They couldn't figure out how the other party slapped Edward under the dragnet.
Not only could they not figure it out, but Edward couldn't figure it out either.
"Damn it! How did you arrange it?"
Edward dealt with Rudolph in a burst of output.
Damn it, I originally wanted to show off my muscles and increase the influence of Chou Country.
Who would have thought that they would be slapped as soon as they finished pretending to be cool, and they didn't even see each other's shadow.
Those so-called high-tech instruments rang when he was being beaten, as if they were laughing at him.
"..."
Rudolf was speechless.
He doesn't know either.
He obviously fired at the place where the alarm was triggered, but why did he miss?
"Mr. President, why don't we retreat first?" Robert came over and whispered.
He already felt something hard behind him.
Mud, I don’t know if it’s a real gun or a fake one.
No matter what the situation is, it is very detrimental to him.
"Um?"
Edward looked over coldly.
What nonsense are you talking about?
The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Isn't the slap of retreating now in vain?
You must find out the other party at all costs, and then slap the other party dozens of times!
At this time, Rudolph noticed the fingerprints on Edward's face, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He shouted with ecstasy: "Your Excellency, I know how to find the other party!"
Hearing this, Edward's eyes moved slightly, "Tell me about it."
"We can extract the fingerprints from the fingerprints on your face!"
Rudolph stared at Edward's old face with feverish eyes and gave himself ten thousand thumbs up for his wit.
"..."
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