American TV series

(I forgot to delete the useless sentence... so embarrassing.)

What is the Great Empire?

There are four "most" in the Great Empire.

Be the most prepared!

The slogan is shouted the loudest!

The highest international status!

The one who rushes out is the fastest!

The Great Empire means saying the harshest words and receiving the harshest beatings!

They prepared more than 50 billion U.S. dollars, but they couldn't last even three days, and the Italians were embarrassed to laugh at them!

Bah, disgusting!

The majestic empire on which the sun never sets, the pound was actually defeated.

This is not the most disgusting thing. What is really disgusting is that it was not the US government that defeated them, but a mad dog on Wall Street!

Lamont was nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and the incompetence of Major's government was fully exposed.

The whole world is laughing at the British, but Soros is put on the altar and defeats the British men!

Of course, Lamont will not take the blame and resign, nor will Major.

In the British government's external statement, the reason why the pound was defeated this time was the result of manipulation by the United States behind the scenes.

Yes, it is not because the Finance Minister and Prime Minister are incompetent, nor is it because the British economy has encountered problems. The British are innocent and the United States is cruel!

If the responsibility lies with the British government, wouldn’t it mean that the British are stupid? By electing such a person, wouldn’t it mean that the Conservative Party is a fool? If there is such a leader, wouldn’t it mean that the UK is degenerate and can allow such a person to be allowed to do so?

A person ascends to the throne of Prime Minister.

Therefore, Lamont will not resign, but will wait and wait for the limelight to pass.

Major will not resign, because no one wants to take over this mess now, and he is making a fool of his political life.

However, this does not stop hating Soros.

Sean has not forgotten his previous promise. He said he would help Soros clear his name, so he will definitely do it!

News Corp., The Sun, The Times, Daily Mail, Sky Radio...

The new TV network formed by Sean's acquisition of four TV stations in the UK, European Voices...

Includes UK and other European TV stations.

European countries have suffered financial shocks, and the collapse of the pound is a rare event in decades. Every media is paying attention, reporting, and analyzing.

This is traffic!

From the financial policies of various countries to financial loopholes, from the crises faced by the economy to solutions, from the European Exchange Rate Mechanism itself to the European Community Union...

It's just that Sean and News Corporation took a different approach. After analyzing the above things, they changed the direction of analysis. Did the financial disaster bring only negative effects, and did it have any positive effects?

Then there is Sean's trick. Soros exploited the loopholes in the European exchange rate mechanism, used facts to tell European countries the direction in which they should improve, and promoted the further improvement of the system, which can greatly accelerate the emergence of the European Community and the pace of a unified European currency.

…

Seeing similar reports, Major almost exploded on the spot!

Even all the water from the Atlantic Ocean can't extinguish the anger in my heart!

Die, die, die!

…

USA, New York.

Just as Europeans were accusing each other, Murdoch came to Sean's Deer Island with a team of fifteen bodyguards.

The bodyguard team once again had a "friendly" and "cordial" exchange, and the final result was that they all lay on the ground, with no winner or loser.

Murdoch was very satisfied. After several failures, he began to screen around the world and built such a professional team, with remarkable results.

Murdoch's bodyguards don't see anything wrong with having a fight every time they meet. Are they just trying to amuse others by playing monkey tricks?

As bodyguards, there is almost no danger, so why do they get the highest salary among their colleagues in the world?

Murdoch formed this team just to compete with Sean.

Of course, it's not just about competition.

When I came to Kashima this time, firstly, the Soros team was coming to celebrate and get extra spoils, and secondly, Sean invited Murdoch to promote mixed martial arts events with him.

Yes, after years of preparation, mixed martial arts has reached its limits in terms of competition rules and talent training, and it can now begin to be promoted around the world.

In North America, Sean's New Century Media is no worse than Murdoch's News Corporation, but worldwide, it is still inferior.

Joining forces will help the movement and expand its influence.

Murdoch came in advance, and the two discussed this matter, how to promote it in the United States, what method of promoting it would be the best and cost the least, and whether to hold events first or promote the rules first.

What method should be used to attract the audience? This does not mean that you can just appear on a show and hold a competition. You must give the public a sense of participation.

When to link up with betting companies, how to ensure the fairness of the event, and a series of other issues.

Of course, the most important thing is how to distribute the benefits...

While chatting and arguing, and just as they were talking enthusiastically, Norris walked over quickly.

"What's wrong?" Sean looked up and asked.

"Mr. Soros can't come," Norris said.

"Huh?" Sean raised his hand and looked at his watch. The time had passed.

Soros has lost his temper, or I just can’t carry the knife anymore, so I dare to let myself go.

"What's going on?" Murdoch asked aloud.

"On the way here, Mr. Soros's car was blown off by a truck that rushed from the side. Now he has been sent to the hospital." Norris said with a strange expression.

Sean: "..."

Murdoch: "..."

The two looked at each other and Murdoch said: If you are familiar with this matter, you can tell me.

Sean: What do you mean I am familiar? You are slandering me!

Murdoch: Haha, don’t you know whether you are familiar with it or not?

Sean: "..."

Even without Norris telling the details, Sean had already determined the matter in his mind. It must be murder!

"Let's go and take a look. He is really... a 61-year-old man." Sean scratched his head and stood up, "How disrespectful!"

He also said before that he would ensure the old man's life safety.

The spoils sharing conference cannot be held, and the prepared yacht party can only be cancelled. I don’t know what is going on with old Soros.

After thinking for a while, he decided not to take the helicopter, but took a yacht to the pier, put on his presidential bulletproof Cadillac, and the group drove towards the hospital.

Halfway through the trip, specific news finally came through: a van full of goods slammed into Soros' car.

For safety reasons, Soros' car was bulletproof, so the car did not disintegrate.

But when it was hit by a truck weighing 20 tons, the truck's body deformed and it took off.

It flew dozens of meters and damaged several passing cars.

The worst thing is that Soros did not wear a seat belt. This is like throwing a person into a drum washing machine. For a 61-year-old man, this is really a bit... cruel.

People sitting in the back seat rarely wear seat belts, let alone riding in a bulletproof car.

But sometimes bulletproof cars may not be so safe.

"Is the person dead?" Sean asked into the phone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

You can speak in a down-to-earth manner, but you should not be down-to-earth!

"Still in a coma and undergoing comprehensive examinations."

"As long as he's not dead, arrange some people to protect him in all aspects to prevent anyone from attacking him again." Sean hung up the phone, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going to the police station."

Murdoch turned his head, with a half-smile on his face, "Didn't you say you weren't familiar with me? Why are you so sure again?"

Sean glared at the old man and was too lazy to talk to him.

"It must have been intentional homicide, 100%."

"Soros knows what he is doing. His car has a very high bulletproof level. Even a 12.7mm full-power sniper rifle bullet cannot penetrate it. It is not that easy to kill him unless it is an anti-tank missile."

"But no one dares to actually use this thing. This is New York!"

"So if you want to kill him, the only way left is to have a car accident and hit him with a heavy truck." Sean sneered, "How can there be so many coincidences?"

Murdoch clicked his tongue twice, "Then I think you should be careful. There are many more people who hate you than him."

Sean: You can’t fucking expect me to be nice!

Murdoch burst out laughing to relieve his anger!

"What about your car?" Murdoch patted the car door and asked curiously.

Sean chuckled, "Ordinary anti-tank missiles can't do anything to my car!"

"Are you more powerful than M1A1?" Murdoch obviously didn't believe it.

Sean looked at Murdoch with contempt, "I tell you, you don't understand either, these are two completely different things, okay!"

"Tanks require all-round protection, but I only need to protect against anti-tank missiles. Metal jets are useless to my car!"

"Besides, I don't need to install a turret on my car. The top-attack characteristics of anti-tank missiles are of no use to me."

"Really or not, then what are you afraid of with this car?" Murdoch became even more curious.

"No, why are you asking these questions? Do you want to kill me?" Sean glared at Murdoch angrily.

"Hahaha, I'm just curious. There aren't many cars like this in the United States." Murdoch was really just curious.

Sean was silent for a while and then said: "To be precise, it's the only one in the United States."

Murdoch's eyes widened and his first reaction was impossible, "Are you better than Army One?"

Sean shrugged, looking indifferent.

"First of all, you have to know that although every president's car is a Cadillac, it is just the exterior of the car. In fact, the interior is completely different. After the president leaves office, his exclusive 12 Army Ones will be completely destroyed. The new president will

, re-create.”

"My last car was a presidential-level bulletproof Cadillac. General Motors made it for me based on Reagan's Army One. It cost $1.5 million, and I spent $3.5 million."

"But it was the previous one, not this one."

"This one is more advanced and has three defenses added. This door is heavier and thicker than the hatch of a Boeing 757. And I have specially designed it for anti-tank missiles, which can effectively block metal jets. I don't know how much it costs. I

A total of 24 million was given."

"Congress will not grant the president so much money to build Army One. Mr. Bush's latest Army One only costs $1.8 million, and I don't care how much it costs."

"The normal Cadillac extended model weighs 1.8 tons, Bush's car weighs 7.5 tons, and mine weighs 12 tons. In the past, my travel car was kept in my palace in the sky. Now this new one, I have specially equipped it.

A cargo plane, there's no way, it's too heavy."

"You taste it, you taste it carefully."

(In 2004, the U.S. security department clearly stipulated that exclusive cars cannot flow into private hands. The most expensive Army One in history is extremely reliable, costing 15 million.)

Murdoch's mouth twitched, what the hell...

Should I say that you are afraid of death, or should I say that you have done all kinds of bad things!

This is indeed a bit exaggerated.

When Sean arrived at the police station, Umbrella's security personnel replaced the police personnel, and security arrangements had been completed in advance. The police chief personally greeted him at the door.

What?

Can outsiders interfere with the normal operations of the police station?

What does that have to do with Master Sean?

Sean donates tens of millions of dollars to the New York Police Department every year, and he is the father of the donor.

What's wrong with the sponsor's father coming to interrogate a prisoner?

There is no problem!

The door to the interrogation room was pushed open, and Sean saw at a glance a black man who looked to be in his 30s being fixed on a special iron chair.

The black man also turned around and saw that the man in police uniform just smiled and made a gesture of invitation, and then an old man and a young man walked in, and then the door was closed.

This, this is against the rules, where are the police?

Who are these two people?

"Tell me, who asked you to kill someone?" Sean asked in a deep voice.

"I didn't. I was just a little tired and smoked some marijuana. I didn't see the car." The black man said firmly.

Sean sneered, "What's the point?"

"You think you can hide away by letting your family leave early?"

"You, you, you..." The black man was stunned and his face changed.

"Believe me, it's not difficult to find them. They can't go to white communities. They can only go to black communities in other cities. And I only need a phone call to get the gangs in those black communities to target all outsiders." Xiao

En walked up to the black man, lowered his head, and said word by word: "The Jonas family will help me handle this matter. Even a black mouse will be dug out and killed bit by bit."

The black man was really frightened this time and opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Whether it is Rockefeller, Soros or Murdoch, they are just like that among these black poor people, they are envious but not afraid.

But the Jonas family is different!

The largest criminal group in the United States, a behemoth with industries all over North and South America, and tentacles in every dark corner.

The Jonas family can also find people that the FBI can't find.

These low-level niggas are not afraid of the government or the rich, and those official measures have no effect on them, who are like shit, but they are afraid of the gangs.

The methods are cruel and the color changes when you hear it.

Animal flag.

"Be honest and explain clearly." Sean stood up straight again, with a smile on his face, "You are just a tool, no one takes you seriously, we are concerned about the mastermind behind the scenes, explain the matter clearly,

The rest allows you to go through the normal legal process."

"What you get is just a little money, and you don't dare to deposit it in the bank. It's not safe to keep it on your body. It will only become the object of other black people's covetousness."

"You know better than me what black people are like."

"I..." Lao Hei hesitated, "You can lock me up, but you have to promise to save my mother."

Sean was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Okay, you can tell me, it's a small matter."