my beauty world

Chapter 305 Learning from Ronan's Good Example

The sky had just dawned, and the sun hadn't risen yet. Jess was preparing breakfast in the villa, and Ronan came to the yard listening to the news on the radio, and connected the hose to prepare to water the lawn.

Just like an ordinary rich couple.

The radio was playing the news, all about Manhattan.

The Washington authorities claimed that the famous terrorist Ronan joined forces with part of the bribed soldiers to launch a terrorist attack on Manhattan in the early hours of last night, using a variety of powerful weapons in the attack.

The authorities and the military carried out a siege against the terrorists, and finally besieged the terrorists on the Brooklyn Bridge, using air force and Tomahawk missiles to completely wipe out Ronan, the world's number one terrorist, and his henchmen.

As the terrorist attack caused chaos in some areas, the authorities called on citizens not to go out for the time being.

boom!boom--

There are gunshots coming from the edge of the community!
Many people went out to wait and see!
Ronan turned off the tap and ran out the door too.

The neighbor next door answered the phone, full of worry, walked a few steps here, and said, "I have a friend who works in the police station and reminded me to pay attention to safety. A large number of people from Queens have entered Nassau County!"

There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in New York. Once the black people who like zero dollar purchases get a little bit organized, they will often hit the rich neighborhoods.

Ronan asked, "Is there a gun?"

The neighbor nodded: "I have a gun license."

A car from the community management committee drove up at this time, and someone shouted loudly in the car.

The situation may be very urgent, and even an electronic loudspeaker was used: "A group of rioters approached our community. They have guns and knives in their hands. They are very dangerous! The elderly and children hide in the house! Those with guns take their guns, Gather near the gate of the community, we must defend our homes and prevent rioters from entering the community!"

Upon hearing this, the neighbor said to Ronan, "I'm going to get the gun!"

Ronan said, "I'm going too!"

As soon as he arrived in the yard, Jess came out of the villa and handed him an AR semi-automatic and two short magazines.

She took a Glock pistol herself.

These are legal weapons.

After going out, many young men and women rushed towards the outskirts of the community.

There are also some older people, holding old shotguns and following behind.

Everyone knows that once the rioters are allowed to rush in, it will not only be as simple as looting money.

This is a relatively closed and wealthy community with only a few main entrances.

When Ronan and Jess arrived, the people from the community management committee had already placed many cars at the intersection as barricades.

"The whole of New York is in chaos now, and the police will not be able to get through for a while!" A leader of the community management committee, Garland, who may be older than his age, shouted: "It is better to rely on others than to rely on others." Myself, think about your wives and children, you must not let them enter our community!"

Although they are not even stragglers, they are very motivated to defend their homeland.

Margaux, holding a shotgun, is among them.

Seeing Jess and Ronan, he nodded slightly: "Are you here?"

"We're also part of the community," Jess said.

Beside him was an old man with a shotgun. He glanced at the semi-automatic in Ronan's hand and asked, "Have you fired a shotgun?"

Ronan replied, "I shot a target at the shooting range."

Vehicles appeared ahead, and several pickup trucks were full of black men with weapons.

The old man took off a pair of glasses and put them on. Seeing the tattoos of black people, he said, "The gangsters in Queens are ruthless. Don't treat them as human beings, but as targets on the shooting range!"

The black people got out of the car, they were like a swarm of bees, and immediately started smashing and looting the shops on the street!

Some of them may have been buying at zero yuan from last night to now, and they have already taken the lead.

It may also be that he was inhaling something to get high, and he rushed towards the barricade.

Especially when I saw behind the barricades, there were young and beautiful women, howling like wolves.

The person in charge of the community shouted: "Fire!"

The gunshots rang out immediately!

Ronan was also shooting, but like most people, his marksmanship was not very good, and he was hitting randomly.

Instead, it was the old man next to him. Although the shotgun was an old-fashioned bolt-action gun, it knocked down a black man with one shot.

After a burst of gunfire, the blacks left five or six fallen and fled one after another.

The leader of this group of gangsters knew that he had encountered a difficult situation and led his people to retreat.

After all, Long Island is a big place and there are many rich people, so there is no need to fight hard with a group of people with live ammunition.

But before he left, he didn't give up and lit another fire, lighting up the shops on both sides of the road.

On the community side, there was another burst of gunshots.

Nassau County is just a microcosm of New York. The whole of New York is in chaos. The police force is not enough anyway. Many communities can only organize forces to protect themselves.

The gang of blacks were beaten away, and some whites came soon after. After a brief exchange of fire, the community defense battle won again.

The community can only organize spontaneously to prevent these violent demolition elements from coming in to do damage.

Like most people, Ronan and Jess joined in spontaneously.

New York is full of fires that cannot be extinguished.

As soon as one side is pressed down, the other side starts to burn again.

…………

Everything happened so fast!

So fast that many people didn't realize it, New York's Times Square burned down, Washington Square and surrounding buildings were razed to the ground, and the Brooklyn Bridge collapsed into the water.

What's more, as the news spread, the Morgan family, who controlled the Morgan consortium, was slaughtered!
Despite the turmoil in New York, the stock market opened strangely on time.

Many stocks belonging to the Morgan consortium plummeted at the same time!

A capital feast kicked off.

The target of the division is naturally the huge cake of the Morgan consortium!

People die, wealth is still there!

Oakmont is just one of them.

But the short-selling time is the earliest and the easiest to attract attention. After the goal is achieved, a large amount of funds cannot be exchanged for cash, and can only be transferred to multiple accounts in Swiss banks, waiting for further laundering.

Jordan Belfort and several Oakmont key officials have left New York.

The streets of New York are in chaos, and the financial order is also in chaos!

It is too difficult to stop the economic crisis!

Fortunately, the Brooklyn Bridge was destroyed, so we needed a new place to order dumplings.

New York City Hall, Mayor Giuliani was furious.

The current New York City is simply a furnace, and the fire cannot be extinguished!

For all this, Giuliani believes that the Washington authorities must be responsible!
When the call was made in the Oval Office, Giuliani almost scolded the pig in the White Room, his voice was roaring: "Garrett Walker, you are fully responsible for the loss of New York!"

In the Oval Office of the White Room, Garrett Walker restrained himself a little and tried his best to explain: "Listen to me first, we have no other choice. The world's number one terrorist, Ronan the Destroyer, sneaked into New York yesterday to launch a terrorist attack on Manhattan. We stopped him and wiped him out on the Brooklyn Bridge, a major victory for the cause of terrorism!"

Giuliani sneered: "Victory? How dare you say victory? You used weapons of mass destruction in New York, you blew up Times Square, you blew up Washington Square, you blew up the Brooklyn Bridge! Garrett Walker, I ask You, if the Washington authorities do not enter Manhattan, even if Ronan the Destroyer launches an attack, can he create such an attack result?"

Even if the politician's mouth is eloquent, Garrett Walker can't answer for a while.

The owner of the Oval Office couldn't help cursing secretly, those bastards in the Pentagon with stars on their shoulders are all a bunch of pigs!

Giuliani continued: "You and your government are fully responsible for what happened in New York! You lunatics, America will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later!"

The authorities in New York and Washington have never dealt with each other. As the mayor of New York, there are very few people who do not criticize Washington. He said directly: "Garrett Walker, you take the initiative to take responsibility, otherwise I will hold a press conference and announce everything. the truth!"

Garrett-Walker said: "You'd better come to Washington, some things are suitable for interview."

In the eyes of politicians, nothing more than the exchange of interests.

Giuliani hung up the phone and had to deal with news media reporters.

It's not easy in Washington, but Garrett Walker has discussed with a group of staff that all attacks, explosions and losses are all pushed to Ronan the Destroyer and the fictional so-called rebels.

Anyway, Ronan the Destroyer is probably dead, so it is impossible to jump out and refute.

Even if he jumped out, it wasn't Ronan the Destroyer!
The world's number one terrorist has been wiped out by the United States, and this result will not change!
As for whether the public believes it or not, it doesn't really matter. I've given you an explanation and explanation. If you don't believe it, that's your problem.

…………

Pentagon, Joint Operations Command.

All the generals stayed up all night, and their faces were tired.

No one has left for the time being, they are all waiting for the latest news from New York.

The high temperature and high heat generated by the cloud bombs have dissipated. Several helicopters are circling near the collapsed Brooklyn Bridge. A speedboat is approaching on the water, and all kinds of life detection instruments are fully activated!

More professional technicians analyze the pictures taken by drones frame by frame.

When the Maverick missile exploded, the black figure remained on the bridge until it was engulfed in flames.

The subsequent Tomahawk missiles, combined ammunition, and cloud bombs were enough to make carbon-based life not even a scum.

All information is aggregated to the Joint Operations Command.

A colonel information officer said: "No life feedback was found! The frogman went into the water and found no remains of the body, only partly melted and condensed metal, which contained the electromagnetic rifle used by the Secret Service."

The air force lieutenant general said with certainty: "He is dead! No one can survive in the face of a destructive weapon of this scale!"

Admiral Calvin said: "Reply to the Oval Office and tell our Grand Commander that the world's number one terrorist, Ronan the Destroyer, has been jointly eliminated by the military!"

General Hawke reminded: "It's the Special Affairs Bureau and the military."

Another came from behind: "And the Secret Service."

"The Office of the Director of Intelligence provides real-time intelligence!"

"DHS does a lot!"

Many people have no intention of refuting, because it is indeed a joint operation.

Trincon said suddenly: "There is also the Central Intelligence Agency, we..."

All eyes fell on Trincon, the representative of the CIA, with a strange gleam in his eyes.

There is contempt, there is blame, there is complaint, there is anger, there is ridicule...

Just no half appreciation!

What Trinkang wanted to say suddenly choked in his throat, unable to spit it out.

People and ghosts are all on show, only the CIA is being beaten!
Trincon is also scolding, the group of pigs below are unscrupulous in black money, want to black any money!
It doesn't matter about black money, at least the people should be successfully silenced, so that no mess is left that is difficult to deal with, right?

The confirmation information from the Joint Operations Command was quickly fed back to the Oval Office of the White Room, and the White Room immediately held a press conference, announcing that Ronan, the world's number one terrorist, had been successfully killed in Manhattan in a multi-department joint anti-terrorism operation!
And once again, the United States' anti-terrorist actions are just, and the results are brilliant...

The media across the United States was boiling, and the headlines of major news were all occupied by Manhattan and the world's number one terrorist, Ronan.

Before he knew it, Ronan had become a well-known celebrity in the United States!

Celebrities, even Manson, have crazy fans.

In this grotesque modern society, America, where there are many cults, a group of so-called believers who worship Ronan the Destroyer suddenly popped up!

The National Guard took to the streets of New York, trying to keep order.

But New York is too big and there are too many people, zero yuan shopping is still in full swing.

…………

In Nassau County, a police team came to the community to help the rich resist the robbery of the poor.

In less than half a day, Ronan and the others ushered in three groups of people who smashed and looted, all of whom were repelled by residents holding various guns.

The police came with too few manpower, and the escort formed spontaneously by the residents could not be disbanded for the time being.

"It's been so many years." The old man wiped his beloved old shotgun and said to Ronan: "I always feel that there have been various problems in the United States for more than a year."

Ronan unscrewed the bottle of water and took a sip: "Economic crisis?"

The old man loaded the gun: "The economic crisis is only part of it. Have you noticed that terrorist attacks against the United States are increasing. Every time there is a large-scale terrorist attack, our fragile economy will go down again."

There was a guy in a suit and glasses next to him, and he said, "No problem, we can reap the wealth of the whole world!"

Several people around looked over.

This guy is unusual in eloquence and insight: "In East Asia, Bangzi and island countries are completely controlled by us, and our economic crisis is not difficult to pass on to them!"

Margo interrupted: "They will obey?"

The guy wearing glasses laughed: "How dare they be disobedient?" He went on to say: "There is also Europe, the European Union is very competitive, but the authorities have been making a fuss about Russia, part of which is to weaken the European Union and attract the European Union. Blood! Europe has feared Russia for decades, and for its own safety, it can only make concessions."

The old man agreed: "That makes sense!"

The guy wearing glasses said again: "As for those newly developed countries, the countries that refuse to let us harvest them are all destroyers of the existing international order! They are all enemies of human rights that threaten the security of the world!"

The crowd took it for granted.

There are basically rich people here, and they have certain knowledge and vision. The rich life in the United States is based on harvesting the whole world.

squeak--

The sharp whistle sounded, and everyone entered the barricade immediately, aiming their guns.

A group of zero-dollar purchases appeared in front of them, which seemed to be a group of Latinos.

In addition to the guns, knives and sticks in his hands, there are also some photos and self-made slogans on his body.

Seeing the content on the slogan, Yi Ronan's thick skin couldn't bear it!

"Support Ronan the Destroyer!"

"Ronan is our god!"

"Challenge social injustice like Ronan!"

"Learn from Ronan, set off fireworks in New York!"

Ronan and Jess turned their heads and looked at each other.

Eye contact was quick and silent.

"Your new subordinate?"

"I don't know them!"

These geniuses who launched zero-yuan purchases have found a role model and a target of admiration!

So, amidst the shouts, Ronan picked up the semi-automatic, aimed at his believers, and shot without hesitation!
As the Washington authorities held a press conference to announce Ronan the Destroyer's horrible deeds again, the exposed photos of Ronan when he was young became the most popular cultural symbol in New York for a while.

The zero-dollar shopping groups who smashed and robbed tended to deify Ronan!

During lunch, Jess said, "You can become the emperor of New York's gangsters!"

Ronan said casually, "Not interested."

When I leave the United States, I will record a video calling for more zero-dollar purchases in the United States.

Jess thought about it, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "The four turtles are back."

Ronan just nodded after eating a piece of roast meat.

Jess wiped her throat: "They're disobedient, why don't you put them..."

"No, they are useful." Ronan roughly talked about Washington Square, and confessed: "Let them live in the nearby sewers, and you have secret helpers when you have something to do here."

Jess said, "New York has huge sewer lines, and they can come and go in them, so let them stay in there."

Four tortoises hiding in the dark can come and go anywhere in New York through the sewer network at any time.

After eating, the two continued to guard the periphery of the community like everyone else in the community.

Under the special social environment, people in the community are extremely united.

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Maryland, Andrew Base, Secret Service Headquarters.

Since dawn, the Bureau of Special Affairs has been very quiet, and no one is willing to say a word.

Everyone knows that Flynn, Jay and the agents they led were all killed in the anti-terrorist operation in Manhattan, New York.

Died by Ronan, the world's number one terrorist!
The latter caused a shocking explosion in Washington Square, and the staff of the Secret Service were so tragic that no corpse was left behind.

In addition, Blast, Gao Shan, and Pioneer also died in the Secret Affairs Bureau.

General Hawke hasn't come back yet. In the conference room, the people with the highest positions stationed at the headquarters are Blake, Barrier, and Carolina present here.

"We went to Afghanistan and Iraq to wipe out the terrorists. There are not many comrades left." The dark stymie spoke straightforwardly: "If this continues, we will die!"

Blake sighed: "Unexpectedly, Flynn and Jay..."

Carolina was silent, her face full of undisguised grief.

Both Blake and Blocker knew that Carolina had been recruited by Flynn into the Secret Service, and she had a good friendship with Jay.

The former reassured: "They guarded America! Defended the security of the free world!"

Two lines of tears flowed from Carolina's eyes, she pursed her lips, but nodded without speaking.

But her tears flowed for the boss.

The roadblocker just came back from the Middle East and was on vacation. He did not expect to encounter this incident, and said: "Some terrorists are getting more and more terrifying. I led a special force to fight against Assassin's assassins several times in the Middle East. Take the slightest advantage, and completely lose the wind in melee melee!"

Blake is not good at fighting. He is an intelligence officer and an information specialist. He said: "The easiest and most trouble-free way to deal with Chaofan is actually Chaofan."

Stimulated by the deaths of Flynn and Jay, the stumbling block made a decision: "I am going to accept the intensive experiment of Comet Company to improve my physical fitness in all aspects."

Blake said: "I... am not physically fit, so I can only provide you with technical support."

"Sorry." Carolina's tears flowed more and more, as if she had opened a floodgate: "I'll go out for a while."

Both Blake and Roadblock understand.

The latter saw people going out, and said: "She treats the Secret Service as the family, and Flynn and Jay are the family, so it is easy to be overly sad."

Blake said: "Carolina will get through it. The general said when he called. Now that Flynn and Jay are gone, Carolina and I are required to take more responsibility!"

Blocking Tiger said: "Bring back the heavy lifting."

Blake shook his head: "Re-mention is good at using heavy weapons, and they are more effective on the battlefield. Besides, Ronan the Destroyer has been eliminated by us, and there will be a lot less trouble on the mainland..."

Not far away, Carolina opened the door of her office, closed the door behind her back, and leaned her back against the door, tears poured out like a flood that burst a bank.

The Pentagon and the White House have all issued announcements that Ronan, the world's number one terrorist and nicknamed the Destroyer, has been wiped out!

This Ronan has another identity, which is her boss!

The person who controlled her to go undercover in the Secret Service!

"If he dies, I will be free, okay?" Carolina wiped her tears with the back of her hand again and again, and the tears became more and more: "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Why are you crying? Why?"

My heart is pumping!

The veins on my forehead are also jumping!
When that teammate died in Iraq, she never felt so heartbroken and uncomfortable.

Carolina left the door, sat on the office chair, pulled out a pile of tissues, and stuffed them on a pair of eyes, the tissues were quickly soaked.

"Why did the sunny and handsome boss die?" In Carolina's mind, real thoughts kept jumping out: "Why did the rich and generous boss die?"

"Where can I find such a rich, handsome and generous boss?"

Carolina froze suddenly, tore off the soaked tissue, rolled it up and threw it into the trash can.

After seeing the announcement, my heart was flustered, and I was so sad and sad, as if something had been overlooked.

The boss wore so many vests, was so cunning, and his heart was blacker than carbon, how could he just die like this?
Carolina thought for a while, then took out a mobile phone that Ronan sent someone to send, and sent a text message to the number deep in her memory: "What are you doing?"

There was no reply there.

Carolina watched eagerly, thinking of the shiny green dollars, the shining magic gems, and the staff promised by the boss, her eyes soon became wet again.

A text message came back: "Dinner."

Carolina smiled immediately, as if a pile of banknotes and magic gems were piled up in front of her eyes.

In the afternoon, General Hawke returned to the headquarters and announced a new personnel appointment. Carolina took over Jay's position as the senior director of the Special Operations Division of the Secret Service!
(End of this chapter)