Super Black Technology

However, far water can't decompose near fire. No matter how to find friendly sponsorship from various countries, that is a matter of the future. The top priority is the Federation itself.

Obama pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Provide 50 billion in the past first, and deal with emergencies temporarily. By the way, this fund was provided by the military, and they made a mess."

The assistant is a little embarrassed.

Of course, he is not embarrassing the military for not admitting it, but 50 billion is not enough. Rescuing small and mid-sized tech companies from the brink of bankruptcy is not enough. Not to mention there are so many military bases, missiles, nuclear bombs and so on.

Sensing the assistant's embarrassment, Obama thought about it again for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "I'll go talk to them!"

them? who are they? The assistant was extremely puzzled.

"They are—the Watermelon Alliance!"

...

To the west of Portland, there is a rich mansion of the Roosevelt family.

At this time, the mansion was quiet. It's not that there are no people inside, on the contrary, there are many people inside.

Everyone stood outside the lawn, looking at the lawn quietly. On the lawn, a little guy in a Donald Duck costume is playing games.

No one disturbed, including the Williams couple, including some direct relatives of the Roosevelt family.

Because that little guy's name is—Ike!

The game he is playing is very complicated and extremely difficult, and it tests people's physical fitness, patience and so on.

Do not believe? look by youself:

On the lawn, the little guy was having a great time. He pushed a big round watermelon and kept rolling around. After rolling one, go to push another...

Yes, you absolutely read that right. This game has a nice name called——

Roll watermelon!

Everyone looked at this scene depressedly, as if a hundred thousand grass mud horses appeared in their hearts, rushing past, a hundred times a hundred times.

"Did you say his head is showing off?" A 17- or 8-year-old girl in the crowd quietly asked her sister.

Hearing my sister's question, my sister rolled her eyes angrily.

"How would I know?"

The two sisters were having a good time in Hollywood, but they suddenly received a call from home asking them to rush back to Portland immediately.

After they flew back in a hurry, they were told by Uncle Hughes that their task was just to play with a little guy, and they had to have fun, have fun, and it was best to play...

emotion!

God, is there any mistake? As direct children of the Roosevelt family, you actually let us play with a child? It's better to play with emotions?

God, when did our Roosevelt family not fall to this point?

...

Next to the two sisters, their mother seemed to have heard her daughter's whisper, and then lowered her voice and taught:

"You know how to play every day. When have you ever cared about family affairs? That little guy is a genius, and geniuses have been different since childhood. Think about Einstein, Newton, and Da Vinci in history..."

The two sisters curled their lips disapprovingly.

"Do you know the Watermelon Alliance? Do you know why it is called the Watermelon Alliance?" Their mother looked at the lawn, where the little guy was still happily rolling watermelons.

"Hey, that's right!"

What? It turned out to be because of him? Because of this little guy who looks like 11 years old but has an EQ but is only seven or eight years old? The two sisters almost cried out in surprise.

"The name was chosen by your Uncle Hughes, he is the initiator of the Watermelon Alliance. Seriously, if it weren't for his close relationship with your father, such an opportunity would not have come to you at all! The daughter in the family who is the same age as you You know how many children you have."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. Your Uncle Hughes has been confirmed as the patriarch of the next generation of the family. You can listen to it or not!"

The two sisters were finally moved.

The next moment, smiles appeared on the beautiful faces of the two sisters, and the two sisters walked into the lawn with a chuckle.

"Hey, little Ike! My sister also likes to roll watermelon, let's play together?"

I'm dizzy, this is not good. Ike tragically watched the two beauties walking towards him.

One more person, the difficulty of the game will change from easy to hard version; two more, the game will immediately become hell difficulty.

The opponent's play is not very good!

Ike shook his head quickly, and said cutely: "Sisters, I'm tired from playing and don't want to play anymore!"

"Oh? So I'm tired from playing! Why don't we cut watermelon and eat it?"

As soon as he talked about eating watermelon, Ike's eyes lit up immediately.

"How about this watermelon? It's so big!" "This watermelon is so round, it must be very sweet!"...

Ike kept nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, as if he wanted to eat all the watermelon.

So far, the watermelon rolling game has become a watermelon eating game.

There was warm applause outside the lawn.

The two sisters performed very well, and they could instantly mingle with the little guy. The Roosevelt family applauded and celebrated.

The Williamses were also clapping and celebrating that their son had finally stopped playing that stupid game.

They were happy, very happy.

...

The second floor of the villa.

Through the window, Hughes also saw this harmonious scene, and he was very satisfied. As long as he can pull that little guy to his side, the Roosevelt family will dominate the Watermelon Alliance in the future.

After watching patiently for a while, Hughes lowered the curtains and turned back. There are three people in the rear, all of whom are key members of the Roosevelt family.

"Have you recovered the USB drive?"

"It's been found!" A man stood up and said seriously, "We checked the USB drive carefully, and there was no trace of copying or viewing by outsiders, and then I burned it completely with my own hands."

"Very good! Where's the renegade agent?"

"Give it to the FBI!"

Hearing this, Hughes frowned instantly and stared at the man. The man quickly replied: "Agent Moulton shot him dead on the spot!"

That's about it! Everyone was relieved.

At this time, another family member stood up.

"Hughes, more than 20 calls came to you today, hoping that you would allow them to join the 'Watermelon Alliance'."

"which country?"

"Families of Russia and the Middle East!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

The alliance is so big, how can people join in? If one more family is collected, the alliance will have to share more benefits. Even if we agree, it is impossible for other members to agree.

Unless they can convince more than half of the member families of the alliance, they should stop dreaming.

"Reject them, just say that the quota is full!"

"yes!"

After all the trivial matters were finished, Hughes walked to the sofa and sat down.

At this moment, everyone's spirits were shaken, coming, coming, the main show is coming.

Hughes sat upright, his solemn gaze swept over everyone. After a moment, Hughes spoke.

"Send invitation letters to all member families of the alliance: One week later, the Watermelon Alliance will hold the first Watermelon Alliance Conference in Los Angeles. Those who do not arrive by then will be expelled!"

"Yes!" Everyone immediately stood up and bowed in response.

The first Watermelon Alliance Conference?

Could it be that the terrifying Watermelon Alliance has raised its butcher knife and is ready to cut benefits?

So who was the first cut? To which country?