My America

The car finally stopped in the hilly area of ​​St. Louis, Alice Roosevelt said, "Now you only need to drive the car back in less time than me."

"I can't drive!" Sheffield's hand pulled out of the seat belt and said, "Who told you that the boss of the car company will definitely drive?"

Another way of driving Sheffield is very skilled, but Alice Roosevelt may not cooperate.

"Are you kidding me?" Alice Roosevelt's eyebrows were raised, and the words were not so polite. People like Sheffield had no impression of credit and had already imprinted on her mind. They would go back as soon as they stepped on the accelerator. The bumpy car suddenly made a strange noise at this time, and it could not be started.

Is n’t it a burst? Sheffield's brow furrowed slightly, which is a dozen kilometers away from St. Louis. Do you go back? Looking around, there were few people around. This environment inspired the slave owner's prudence, and he didn't like this place with few people in his heart.

"Look at the quality of your company's products!" Alice Roosevelt snapped the steering wheel, accusing Shepherd, the co-pilot, with a beautiful face full of anger.

If it is usual, Sheffield is still interested in joking with the president ’s daughter, but in the wilderness, in the case of lone men and widows, he has no intention of wanting to act as a beast. There was a wall of people everywhere, and now there was no one around him, but he was uncomfortable.

"Can you say a few words, it's not inside the city!" Sheffield froze, feeling that he was a bit sloppy at the moment, and now even if his beautiful daughter Roosevelt turned away, he felt regret in his heart.

The two were sitting in the broken car with such big eyes to small eyes, but there was no ambiguity in them. Both sides felt irritable about the current situation, and finally Sheffield took off his jacket, pushed the door out, and opened In front of the car cover, see if it can cause a miracle to happen. After smelling the smoke for a long time, the slave owner must admit a very practical problem. With his ability to have almost zero hands-on ability, miracles will inevitably not happen.

"How is it?" Alice Roosevelt, who pulled the corner of her long skirt, got out of the car and asked with some expectation.

Sheffield can't always say that she can't see what's broken, but I believe that even if Alice Roosevelt can drive, this dress will not extend the hobby to the field of car repair. With this judgment, Sheffield shook his head directly, "I Now there is a suggestion, we go back to the car and wait until my bodyguard finds it. "

"I am a woman waiting with you in the wild? If they didn't come, would I have to spend the night with you?" Alice Roosevelt sneered, but the thought that if you walk back, it will take at least two hours and it's worth The expensive car will be thrown here, maybe it will be stolen, so he nodded and agreed to come down.

What was dissatisfied with this woman? Sheffield felt a little dissatisfied. The pistol hidden in the waist pouch was also in a position where it could be reached at any time.

At this moment, two young people appeared in the back of the car. While walking, they saw the car that broke down on the side of the road, and they were surprised for a moment. Then they came over with curiosity and saw the two people sitting in the car. His gaze was mainly on Alice Roosevelt, knocking on the window and asking, "Is the two cars broken, is there any place we need our help."

Sheffield took a deep breath and smelled a strong wine. Of course, Alice Roosevelt also smelled it and directly rejected the other party's kindness. The president's daughter who was not in the city also learned to be cautious.

This refusal made the faces of the two young people look a little ugly, because the redness of the alcoholism and the reddish complexion were uncertain, which made Sheffield's heart tight. Among them, there is not a small number of people who want to exist beyond their control.

The slave owner saw a documentary in his life. Under the gaze of the female deer, the stag bravely attacked his opponent, but his opponent was a bison from the same zoo.

Alice Roosevelt is definitely a beauty, and she can see it with her eyes. The slave owner still hopes that one more thing is worse than one less, and her judgment is wrong.

But the loud noise striking the door of the car showed that there were too many believers all over the world, and God did not hear the call of the slave owner. Along with the screams, the two young men dragged the door. But Alice Roosevelt was not in a hurry. Instead, she wore a piercing look, "How much time did this knight save the princess play? Mr. William, you are a married man!"

At this moment, the door had been opened, and at the same time, Sheffield with his hand in his arms, disconnected the gun in front of Alice Roosevelt, bang! The young man dragging the door of the car directly shot backwards, his blood staining his chest.

The slave owner fired decisively, walked directly out of the car and shot continuously at another young man who had fled. Two corpses appeared on the road. At this time, Alice Roosevelt woke up like a dream and cried out loudly.

"Do you think this is the knight I designed to save the princess?" Sheffield put the gun back into the gun pocket under her clothes and endured the disgusting words. "To save the princess, just shoot and kill? Your head wants to what?"

After killing two people, Sheffield re-entered the car. He shot for the first time to kill people, although because of the increase in the status of slave owner, he usually hunted a lot, resulting in decisive shots. But the nervousness of the murder still enveloped him, after all, it was two lives.

It was at this time that Alice Roosevelt came out of the shock, and was afraid, "What shall we do now? Will we surrender immediately?"

"Self-surrender? Are you crazy? Your father is the president, but now it is during the election. This matter is going to be passed on, and your father will not be the president. I don't care about your usual relationship with your father. You are his daughter. It's true. If the civic class knows, he will lose this election. "Sheffield said with a cold face.

Suddenly, the slave owner's heart moved. If this was spread, wouldn't the Democratic Party win? But when I think about it, I want to win to be fair and honest. She said that Sheffield cannot sacrifice herself in exchange for the victory of the Democratic Party. He can be the gold leader of the Democratic Party, but he cannot be a fodder for the Democratic Party. It would be better if he was not present.

But Sheffield ’s words reminded Alice Roosevelt that the woman gave the slave owner a grateful look, but what to do?

How to do this is a good question. The answer is that Sheffield doesn't know what to do! The sound of a simple car engine came. Sheffield, who had good eyesight, saw the red and blue logo. This is the logo of his bodyguard team car. The red and blue colors represent the national flag of the United States of America.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?" Far away, the bodyguards in the convoy saw the two bodies on the ground. When Jesra waited for the car to stop, he directly jumped the door and jumped from above, asking the boss about his safety.

"You are finally here!" Sheffield felt relaxed at this time, and then there was a sense of dizziness in her mind. This was caused by the relief of tension. Simply put it down, and laughed. "For so many years, I have been This kind of thing happened when you did n’t let you in sight when you went out. This probability is really amazing. "

"It's our dereliction of duty!" Jesra looked at the two bodies and waved his hand. "You guys have dealt with it here and made it a little cleaner. It's not the first time you have done this kind of thing. You shouldn't ask." Do not ask."

Then he looked at the only outsider, Alice Roosevelt, thinking about what kind of advice he could give.

"Miss Alice, you may be staying in St. Louis for a few days. I need to deal with this matter. You and I are public figures. You are the president's daughter. I am the chairman of the US Olympic Committee." Sheffield Solemnly said, "Although we have reason to believe that these two people are committing crimes, but because of this identity, coupled with the sensitive period, we should not be too careful."

"I listen to you!" Alice Roosevelt had no idea in her heart, and now her mind was in a mess. The slave owner would nod any suggestion. The blood on her body made her nausea and nausea.

When the team started, Alice Roosevelt's car was naturally towed away, and Jessla left the ruined body. This is because the police department of the United States does not have a very high crime detection rate, and it adds a new dimension.

Because of the relationship that appeared together at the scene of the murder, Alice Roosevelt was not suitable for being too far away from Sheffield for at least this period of time, and could only be honest during the election period.

Then I saw Sheffield, talking with the forces that support the Democratic elections. As the daughter of the president, Alice Roosevelt naturally knew that his father had a good chance of success, but he did not know how big it was.

Unexpectedly, as the president ’s daughter, she is now in the center of the hostile camp, watching the important supporters of the campaign opponents mobilizing troops and deploying, and how to propagate. If she returns to President Roosevelt's side now, she will be able to let her father know everything about the Democratic Party.

"Actually, as long as you reveal things, with your energy, you will be innocent. And because I am the president's daughter, I will definitely affect my father's election." Alice Roosevelt saw Sheffield put down the phone, no Knowing what was in my heart, the ghost messenger said such a sentence.

"If I win, I will win decently." Sheffield said indifferently. "You don't need to use women to win."

It's a man who dares to be a dare! A flash of applause flashed in Alice Roosevelt's eyes, and she never found out that the slave owner was actually for self-preservation, and the gold master did the gold master's thing, and could not do cannon fodder.