I, the motherland, do whatever I want

Chapter 30 You are not worthy of being a reporter!

Tower of Seven.

In the command hall, Ashley held her mobile phone and looked at the 'Dodge News Live Room' on the screen.

Inside, the man who calls himself Dodge Wesson is talking to the camera.

"Guys, this is outrageous!"

"I just got the information about the injured person. Guess who she is."

"She is Angelina Cayton!"

"The daughter of the tycoon Truman Cayton who just passed away not long ago. If I remember correctly, after the tycoon passed away, Miss Angelina committed suicide by jumping off a building because she was too sad. She was saved by her motherland."

"And today, she was assassinated in the Tower of Seven."

"This can't help but make people think about joint chapters!"

"Could it be said that the people of the motherland were involved in the death of Truman, the rich man?"

"Involved in an asset dispute worth tens of billions of dollars?"

"If this is the case, then I can probably understand why the people of the motherland forcibly intercepted the ambulance and took Angelina away who should have been sent to the hospital immediately for emergency treatment."

"Maybe this gentleman doesn't want Miss Angelina alive!"

"Of course, whether this is the case requires a positive response from the people of the motherland or the Tower of Seven."

"Now I am already in the lobby of the Seven-Person Tower. Hello, I am reporter Dodge Wesson. I would like to interview someone from the motherland or the person in charge of the Seven-Person Tower."

"My audience and I want to know why the people of our country took Miss Angelina away by force."

On the phone screen, Ashley saw that the reporter had walked into the lobby on the first floor of the Seven-person Tower and came to the reception desk for consultation.

"This bastard!"

Ashley looked at the number of people online in the live broadcast room, and a long number was displayed on it: 1027921!

There are more than one million people online!

Moreover, the barrages directly below kept flashing by so fast that it was almost impossible to see what was written there.

But one thing is for sure, this incident has attracted great attention.

If it is not handled well, the character of the people of the motherland may collapse!

Thinking of this, Ashley couldn't help but pull her hair in distress, but when she put her hand down, a few hair strands fell to the ground.

At this time, her cell phone rang. It was a call from the front desk on the first floor.

A few minutes later, Ashley came to the front desk and met the reporter.

She showed a professional smile and accepted the interview with Dodge Wesson.

"Ms. Ashley, why did the people of the motherland intercept the ambulance and forcefully move the injured without their consent?"

"Don't he know that Miss Angelina was in a critical condition at the time, and that if she were to be transferred at will, her life would probably be in danger?"

"Do you know where the people of the motherland are now?"

Questions were bombarded like shells, overwhelming Ashley.

Ashley roared wildly in her heart.

‘How do I know why that lunatic stopped the car! ’

'If Angelina lives or dies, I bet he doesn't care that much! ’

‘As for where he is? Of course I don't know, I'm just an assistant, a damn assistant, I'm not his nanny! ’

Just when Ashley was about to answer, there was a dull sound of breaking the air outside the building, and then someone came in from outside the building and shouted excitedly: "The people of the motherland are back!"

Dodger Wesson's eyes suddenly shone and he said excitedly: "Ms. Ashley, can you let me do an exclusive interview with the people of my motherland?"

Ashley smiled and said: "I'm sorry, sir, if you want to do an interview, you need to make an appointment. As you know, superheroes are very busy, let alone the people of the motherland."

The reporter smiled: "Really? But why do I feel that the people of the motherland don't look very busy, otherwise they wouldn't stop the car in the middle of the road."

"Ms. Ashley, I think you should think about it carefully. After all, there are, oh, millions of viewers who want to know the answer."

"I want to know about Miss Angelina."

"Am I right?"

"If you think I'm right, please type the number 1 in the barrage."

The next second, barrages flew up in the live broadcast room.

It was all ‘111111’, which made Ashley’s expression change drastically.

"How about it, Ms. Ashley."

Like a vulture that smelled the smell of carrion, Dodge Will refused to let go of this opportunity and pressed forward step by step.

"Could it be that you want to hide something for the people of your motherland?"

"Or are you saying that the people of the motherland have hidden secrets?"

"Don't let me guess you. Now I feel more and more that the so-called people of the motherland and the so-called guardians are actually a scam."

"If that's not the case, please refute me with the facts, ma'am!"

Ashley shook her head and gestured: "Security, please ask this gentleman out."

"Oh my God."

"Did everyone hear that?"

"They actually asked security to clear the place!"

"Don't we have the right to know?"

"Or are the people of the motherland doing something shady?"

Dodge Wesson screamed at the top of his lungs. At this time, he was excited and excited, like a fighter who was about to participate in a holy war.

Several security guards came over and wanted to 'invite' him out.

A voice sounded.

"I will not allow you to slander the people of the motherland!"

Ashley beamed at the sound.

Dodge Wesson looked confused.

Several security guards backed away at Ashley's signal, and then the reporter saw a bright and tall young lady walking over.

It's Angelina Cayton herself!

Dodge Wesson heard a buzz in his mind and shouted in his heart.

‘Isn’t she seriously injured and dying? ’

‘How can you move around? ’

‘Wouldn’t this make me a liar? ’

'I just told the audience that Angelina was going to die, but...'

When the reporter came to his senses, he was about to close the live broadcast room.

Ashley, with her sharp eyesight and quick hands, snatched his cell phone away and pointed the camera at Dodge Wesson.

"Sir, don't you want to know the truth?"

"Now that Miss Angelina is here, you can ask her yourself."

Dodge looked embarrassed, but Angelina faced the camera calmly and said: "I was assassinated in the Tower of Seven, and my life is in danger."

"It was the people of the motherland who saved me, yes, the second time!"

"If he hadn't stopped the ambulance in time and taken me away for treatment, I might be dead now."

"In that case, it might play into someone's hands, right?"

The young lady looked at Dodge Wesson again: "What surprises me is that while the people of the motherland are racing against time to save my life, some people stand up to question him! Slander him! Slander him!"

"Mr. Dodge, I know that you want to take advantage of this matter. You want to hype this matter to increase your popularity."

"But if you touch your conscience, aren't you afraid of making others feel chilly by doing this?"

"You should know that the people of the motherland rescued the hostages in the Wal-Mart department store this morning."

"And when he heard that I was in danger, he went out of his way to save me."

"While he was busy protecting us, you slandered him behind his back and slandered a real hero!"

"I think you are tarnishing your identity as a journalist."

"You are not worthy of being a reporter at all!"

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