I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 185 Negotiations
It seemed that neither Wilson nor Dr. Wagbaum were surprised by this answer, but instead showed an expression of "as expected".

At this time, Minister Wilson reached out to the cup, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The coffee was already slightly cold, bitter in the throat.

After taking a sip of coffee, Minister Wilson looked at the woman.

Shen Sheng said.

"Ms. Becca, I think I've made the stakes clear enough to you."

"Also, I have enough patience to wait for you to consider today."

"But I didn't expect you to have this kind of answer."

"Honestly, I'm disappointed."

"Don't you really worry that people from the motherland will ruin your life?"

Leaning on a pillar in the hall, Becca took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and then asked, "Do you mind?"

"I don't know how much thought I put into quitting smoking back then."

"But now without this thing, I can't live a day."

"So if you mind, I can only ask you two to be patient."

She spoke after exhaling a smoke ring.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Wilson."

"What you said, the possibilities you imagined."

"These days, I'm thinking about it every day, thinking about it every day."

"I put myself and Ryan into the situations you mentioned. I even imagined that Ryan would avenge me after I was killed by the people of the motherland."

"But these things, all these things, the possibilities you speak of."

"It's all your imagination."

"Until now, at least, until today, I have not seen, heard, or felt that the people of the motherland want to destroy the world."

"Honestly, what good would destroying the world do him?"

"And as far as I know, he's very concerned about his reputation and his approval ratings, so there's no reason for him to do that."

Wilson looked at her and said, "If it was a year ago, I would very much agree with you."

"But over the past year, the people of the motherland have changed a lot."

"As big as another person."

"He doesn't care so much about the so-called popularity and reputation now."

"He even blatantly killed federal officials at Empire Hall."

"If it wasn't for worrying that tearing up his face with him would irritate him, and we currently don't have a good way to contain him, he would have been thrown into prison a hundred times!"

Dr. Wagbaum said: "Despite the possibility that Secretary Wilson imagined, your husband, William Butcher, was actually killed because of the relationship with the people of the motherland."

"Aren't you going to avenge him, madam?"

Becca took a puff of smoke and said, "You say it has something to do with the people of the motherland, so what is the evidence?"

"You guys just gave me a video."

"Yes, the people from the motherland are indeed present in the film."

"But it was another woman who killed William."

"What do you call her, O Storm."

"You said that the storm was instigated by the people of the motherland. This is just your unilateral rhetoric."

"But whether this is the case, I can't be sure."

"So I can't, and I shouldn't, for a video that can't be verified as authentic, and doesn't even have sound."

"Just bet on Ryan's future."

"So I think, I still can't give Ryan to you."

"He is my child, and I hope he can grow up as simply and happily as other children."

"He will meet a girl he likes in the future."

"He's going to start his own family."

"He will raise his offspring."

"After living an ordinary life, this is what I hope for."

Minister Wilson shook his head and said, "But in fact, your Ryan is not an ordinary child."

"He is a superhuman, he is the son of the people of the motherland, and he may be the only existence on this planet that can compete with the people of the motherland!"

"He was supposed to be a nuclear weapon to deter the people of the motherland, but you want to make him a good boy."

"God, do you know what you're doing?"

"You are not helping that child, you are obliterating his future, and you are putting the safety of the Federation at risk."

"On a big scale, I can definitely think that you have committed treason!"

Becca smiled: "Dear Minister Wilson, after what I have experienced."

"Yes, these words of yours can no longer scare me."

"In short, as Ryan's mother, I have the right and I must defend my child."

"It's my responsibility to guide him to a better life and not raise another super jerk!"

Minister Wilson let out a long breath.

"So you've made up your mind?"

Becca has finished smoking: "Yes, and it won't change."

Wilson closed his eyes, and said after a while, "Then at least, you have to let me talk to Ryan."

"He's just your child, not your slave."

"He has the right to decide his own future."

Becca nodded: "You are right, Mr. Minister."

"However, he is still young."

"He's only eight years old."

"He still can't tell right from wrong, so if you want to talk to him, of course it's okay."

"But it must be after he comes of age."

Wilson opened his eyes and smiled: "Ms. Becca, I admire your courage."

"Well then, I respect your decision."

He drank the cold coffee, put down the cup and said, "Excuse me."

Becca escorted them out the door and watched the two gentlemen get into the car and out of her sight.

Becca just walked into the room, she sighed, shook her head and said lightly: "Forgive me, Butcher."

"Lane is my everything."

"It turns out that I can't let him avenge you."

"But I believe that woman will be sanctioned in other ways."

Becca looked at the time, it was almost time to pick up Ryan from school.

She went back to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and prepared to change.

Just then, she heard a sharp whistling sound, and then the sound of windows breaking in the living room.

Becca turned to open the door, just as she was about to see something smash through the window.

But as soon as the door opened, a fire flashed in the direction of the living room.

Then there was a violent explosion in both ears, and even more turbulent and blazing flames rushed towards her in the field of vision!
She flies.

Flames washed over her body.

Her consciousness disappeared instantly.

One second before her consciousness disappeared, the figure of an eight-year-old boy flashed in her mind.

Ryan!

A ball of flame rose, and then billowing thick smoke was born. Mars flickered in the thick black smoke, floating all the way to the sky.

Stand on a high slope.

Minister Wilson looked in the direction of the smoke with binoculars, then got into the car.

The car drove back to Becca's house.

In the car, Dr. Wagbaum said softly, "Ms. Becca underestimated your determination, minister."

Wilson said with a gloomy face: "If I can, I don't want to do it."

"But I can't leave the fate of the Federation to a woman to decide."

"Since she doesn't want Ryan to be controlled by the Federation, she can only disappear."

Dr. Wagbaum nodded, then looked out the window, a look of wariness flashing in the doctor's eyes.

Not long after they left Beka's house, Wilson issued an attack order, and the soldiers who had already prepared used a rocket to destroy Bekaa and the house together.

After a while, they came to the scene.

Soldiers are already at the scene to check the situation.

Soon, Becca's body appeared under Wilson's nose.

Wilson looked at the body that was so severely burned that he couldn't see what it looked like.

Wilson said blankly, "Don't blame me, Ms. Becca."

"I don't want to kill you either."

"But you got in our way, you got in the way of the Federation."

"No one is above the Commonwealth."

"You are no exception."

"But you can rest assured that we will protect Ryan and train him into an excellent fighter."

"Trust me, you'd be proud of him."

After finishing speaking, Wilson asked again: "How is the video forged?"

A man hurried over and lifted a laptop so that the screen was facing Wilson.

Inside the screen, Wilson saw a video.

In the video, a beam of golden laser light is shot into the house, and then the house explodes earth-shatteringly.

At this time, the camera turned, and the people from the motherland appeared in mid-air.

The eyes of the motherlander exuded a terrible golden light, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned around and flew away, and disappeared in a flash.

Wilson nodded.

At this time, a car came nearby.

Then an eight-year-old boy got out of the car, yelled 'mummy' and ran towards the house.

Several soldiers quickly stopped him.

Wilson beckoned for the computer engineer to come with him with his laptop.

They came to the boy's side.

"You must be Ryan."

"I'm Wilson."

"I'm sorry, Ryan."

"It seems that our arrival has attracted the attention of the people of the motherland."

"He should have come here to kill me."

Secretary Wilson winked, and the engineer showed Lane the fake video.

Watch as the Homelander inside shoots lasers and blows up the house.

The little boy's eyes suddenly lit up red.

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Cayton Manor.

"Lucy, where are you, Lucy?"

On the TV screen, there are ruins burning with flames.

A mother was looking for her child in the ruins. Her eyes were red, her face was stained, her clothes were torn and stained with blood.

She struggled to find her baby and found him in a ruin, but the mother was apparently unable to move the ruins.

That's when Queen Maeve arrives, and the superhero easily removes the wall pressing on the child.

Hold the baby close to the mother.

Queen Maeve said at this time: "Get out of here first, it's not safe here."

After speaking, there was an explosion in the distance.

Then a group of heavily armed soldiers ran past the camera. Among the group of soldiers, there was another soldier wearing an exoskeleton armor.

Immediately afterwards, Starlight and other superheroes appeared in the shot.

Those superheroes are fighting.

Finally, a figure draped in the Stars and Stripes flew down, continuously emitting red rays of light.

After some strafing, the battle was over.

At this time, Queen Maeve appeared in front of the camera.

"Our order is constantly being challenged and our citizens are in danger at any time."

"Super criminals keep popping up."

"But don't worry."

"Because of us."

"Superhuman Supervision Department!"

"It's under the command of the Ministry of Defense, which is a joint unit of 'Delta Force' and the 'Great Seven'."

"We will go one step further and attack super criminals more precisely."

"Guard the order of the Commonwealth and protect all citizens."

"If you find a super criminal, please call the 'Superhuman Supervision Department' hotline."

"The number is in the lower left corner."

Lying in bed.

Azu just finished a 'fight' with Angelina.

He smiled and said, "Is this an advertisement for the 'Department of Superhuman Supervision'?"

"It was really badly shot."

"It's been a while since I've worn that suit, and they made the double put a star-spangled banner on it."

"What's more, it's still a red laser."

"That's really perfunctory."

Lie face down on the bed, revealing her smooth back.

Angelina's black hair hangs down, and her back is like milk.

Because of strenuous exercise, there were crystal beads of sweat all over his back.

she said lazily.

"I heard Queen Maeve mention this issue."

"It is said that the Ministry of National Defense believes that your previous image, Master, is more suitable for the theme."

"It also better reflects the identity of the guardian of the Federation."

"So they let the double wear your original battle suit."

Azu shook his head and said, "They are really boring."

Putting his hands on Angelina's smooth back, Azu moved up and down lightly, and asked casually.

"Where is the construction project of the experimental base going?"

Angelina turned over and grabbed Azu's hand.

"Master, do you still remember a guy named Christ Hank?"

While rubbing here and there restlessly with his hands, Azu said, "My memory is not bad."

"Christ Hank, isn't he the guy who competed with us for the venue in the bidding bank last time?"

Angelina's breathing was a little cramped: "Yes, that's him."

"Guy Christ is indeed very energetic. He used some means, so I had to negotiate with him."

"Negotiation?" Azu smiled, "What negotiation?"

Angelina said: "He wants to buy our site, and he asked me to meet tomorrow night."

"is it?"

"It seems that the lesson taught to him last time was not enough."

"You still dare to hit my mind."

Azu's hand slid down: "Tomorrow night, I will go with you."

Angelina made a 'huh' sound.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

night.

Christ Group Building.

top layer.

Christ Hanke stood at the window, and the night wind was blowing violently, making his clothes rattle.

He closed the window silently.

In the window, his figure was immediately reflected.

The man raised his hand with gloomy eyebrows, and a beautiful assistant who looked like a supermodel next to him handed him a lit cigar.

Christ Hanke took a puff of his cigar, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

He is waiting.

Wait for Angelina Ketton.

Thinking of this woman, Christer Hank couldn't help snorting.

Back then, he had come all the way from Italy, gearing up, ready to work hard in the Federation and pave the way for the family.

Unexpectedly, the bid for a venue suffered a loss in the hands of that woman.

Looking back on that day now, Christ Hanke still doesn't know why he suddenly spoke nonsense.

As a result, many dignitaries were offended.

In that case, it was like being possessed by a demon.

After that night, he was really scared, so far, he specially asked a priest to exorcise himself.

Of course nothing happened.

Afterwards, Christ Hank's personal doctor believed that it might be because he was too nervous at the time, which led to nervous disorders.

So you can't control your own behavior.

Christ Hanke reluctantly accepted this explanation.

Afterwards, he also found himself back to normal.

And recently, he relied on some family connections and influence.

Forced Angelina to the negotiating table.

"Hmph, even a woman dares to fight with me!"

Christ Hanke decided not only to win the field in Angelina's hands tonight, but also to get that woman on the bed.

Only by galloping recklessly on that woman can Christ Hank wash away the humiliation of that day.

At this time, footsteps came from behind.

A male assistant came in to report that Angelina's people had arrived.

After a moment.

Christ Hanke met Angelina and the blond man who was suspected to be Angelina's boyfriend whom he had seen at the bidding office that day.

Tonight, this man is wearing a black shirt and a white suit, with blond hair, wearing glasses, and an elegant demeanor.

Angelina held the man's hand like a little bird, making Christ Hank a little jealous.

He called an assistant and didn't know what he said, so he laughed.

"Good evening, Miss Angelina."

"Your beauty is comparable only to the stars."

Christ Hanke didn't even look at the man next to Angelina, as if he was transparent.

Azu was not annoyed at being treated as air by the other party, but Angelina's eyes were shining with anger.

The woman raised her chin and gave a cold 'hmm', and when she looked at Azu, she put on a smile like a spring breeze.

"Mr. John, this is Christ Hank."

She didn't even bother to say the word 'Sir', which showed that she didn't have any affection for Christ Hank.

Christ Hank was taken aback, he didn't expect Angelina to be so disrespectful to him, and felt displeased.

Said right now.

"Since Miss Angelina has arrived, shall we start the meeting?"

Say it.

He invites Angelina to a seat.

Just when Azu followed suit.

The assistant who had talked with Christ Hanke just now came out and stopped him with his hand.

"Sorry, sir."

"Christ Hank only invited Ms. Angelina tonight. If you want to listen, please sit here."

He points to a spot in the corner.

The meaning of ridicule is fully revealed.

Angelina was about to explode, but Azu patted the back of her hand lightly.

Azu smiled and said: "I am indeed not the protagonist tonight, it doesn't matter, just listen in."

He walked to the corner the assistant was pointing at.

At this time, many people in Christ Hanke's team started whispering.

"Who does he think he is? Doesn't he just look better and become Miss Angelina's boyfriend. Otherwise, how could he have the qualifications to set foot in this kind of place."

"Mr. Hanke still treats him preferentially. This kind of person is not qualified to be an observer. If it were me, he would have been kicked out of the conference room long ago."

Although these words were low, they naturally couldn't be hidden from Azu's ears.

He was not angry either, and sat in the corner, looking at these people with the feeling of watching a monkey show in a zoo.

Look at their mortal beings.

On the other side, after everyone was seated.

Christ Hank looked around, smiled at Angelina, and cleared his throat.

"Then, for the acquisition project of the N174 site, let's start the meeting now."

(End of this chapter)