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"Is there any plan?" T, who came out of the gate of the United Nations headquarters, let out a heavy sigh, and she finally escaped the reporters' pursuit.

The United Nations Headquarters is located along the East River in Manhattan, New York, USA. T and Kariana followed Fu Ming, slowly pacing outside the United Nations Headquarters building.

Fu Ming didn't attend the United Nations General Assembly in person, instead he found a remote place and walked around a few times. On his behalf were T and Carianna, as well as Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao.

The core figures of UNTR have basically come to New York. The previous United Nations General Assembly was basically not paid attention to by public opinion, but this time the General Assembly has attracted the attention of almost people all over the world, because this time, a special member was added, In the United Nations, there have been no new members for a long time.

"UNTR has developed to the present, and its merits and virtues have been completed!" Fu Ming said while pacing around the building: "Our plan has been more than half successful. At least, we have not failed the sacrifices of so many people!" [

"Today's news!" Carianna took the phone and handed it to Fu Ming.

The cover picture of the news, with the White House in the background, and the two people on the picture are Fu Ming and US President Barack Obama.

The two people were sitting on a bench with their backs to the camera, occupying two corners of the bench. This was an inadvertent move, but was captured by a reporter, and someone published it in the newspaper on the same day , and now, it has become a news cover picture.

"They decide the direction of the world!"

The news headline said so.

"Boss, you really control half the world now!" Xu Cheng said with a teasing smile.

Unknowingly, several people walked in front of a famous sculpture outside the United Nations Building.

"Forge a sword into a plow!" This is a sculpture in the garden of the United Nations Headquarters in New York, donated by the Soviet Union to the United Nations in 1959.

In the sculpture, a man holds a hammer in his hand, and the other hand holds a sword that will be changed into a plow, which symbolizes the end of war and turns a weapon of destruction into a tool of creation, benefiting all mankind and promoting the development of human society.

"This is probably our final goal!" Fu Ming stopped in front of the sculpture and looked at it carefully.

"Look at that man, he is strong and muscular. What do you think this means?" Fu Ming looked at the sculpture, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to turn a sword into a plow, first of all, the person who turns the sword into a plow must be strong enough and have enough strength to end all this!" T was very clever, and immediately thought of what Fu Ming had in mind.

"Untr, it's this man, but we don't have enough power to end all wars, human nature is like this!" Song Jiahao also echoed.

"But we have enough ability to control the war and let the war develop according to our will!" Even Americans dare not say this sentence, but when Fu Ming said it, no one thought he It's talking big.

Untr's power has spread all over the world, and even NATO was almost destroyed by him. If Fu Ming didn't think that the complete disintegration of NATO would cause chaos, he would not return the American fleet to them even if he died, and Britain and the United States would break up Even if the Americas and Europe will not fight militarily, they will never escape economic disputes. World chaos will not have any more benefits for untr to control the entire world.

"Boss, your current worth, whether it's power or money, has already surpassed anyone on earth, what are you going to do next!" T asked the question just now again.

Fu Ming sat lazily by the side of the road, enjoying this beautiful afternoon in late autumn. The temperature was neither too hot nor too cold, which made him feel very comfortable. He stretched his waist, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Go back and live a good life. Everything about untr can be handed over to 81192!"

The group of people looked at each other, looked at Fu Ming, then looked at the sculpture, laughed, and turned their backs to the sun. The beautiful sun stretched their shadows very long, and they were all reflected under the sculpture.

15 years later, China, Sanya. [

"If you don't come in to take care of the child, don't touch your satellite phone again!" Zeng Xiaoting cleaned up the tableware on the dining table with sweat on her face. After lunch, Fu Ming invited Xu Cheng to play golf. At this moment As he was packing his clubs outside, Xu Cheng had turned into an old man in his 40s, with a messy stubble all over his face, but Xu Cheng didn't care, as if he enjoyed this image very much.

"You'd better go in and see the child for a while. After all, it's your seed. You don't do any housework. It's still the same for more than ten years. Didn't you say you want to live a good life?"

"That dead computer is unreliable at all. There are ethnic conflicts in the Middle East. They actually suggested that UNTR carry out nuclear strikes to wipe out both factions. If Miss T and Kariana hadn't discovered it early, the automated intercontinental guide would have been sent out from Kinshasa Oh, it scared me into a cold sweat, and a few days ago, the Americans just went to the South Pacific to conduct scientific research, and almost sent our aircraft carrier out. The Suzaku class was dragged back by Miss T's order as soon as it took off. It’s really unreliable to give that broken computer!” Fu Ming’s face was full of bitterness: “I’ve just finished coordinating, and I’m still slowing down? I finally have some free time, so I have to go out and relax!” Fu Ming is now, already An old man who is nearly forty years old, but the playful expression on his face seems to have never changed. He no longer wears glasses, his black hair is thick, and he looks elegant, and his appearance rate on TV has also increased. gradually decreased over the past ten years.

If you go to the street, someone will dare to say that this is the top person in charge of UNTR.

However, even though Fu Ming wanted to play golf very much, he still put down his club, entered the house from the yard, and picked up his five-year-old son: "You little brat, you don't look like me at all, how good I was when I was young , you don’t even dare to shoot a gun, and you are wandering around the house with a rifle, put the gun down quickly!”

"Don't you blush when you say this? You dared to kill people when you were a teenager!" Zeng Xiaoting's voice came from the kitchen.

"I kill all the bad guys!"

Although it is a rifle, the rifle can even be loaded with a magazine, let alone fire. This is Fu Ming's only privilege in China, and he can legally hold a gun.

"Old Xu, go with Song Jiahao, Mo Bing, and the auditory hallucinations first!" Fu Ming's face was almost distorted by his son's rubbing, but he still poked his head out dotingly, and looked at Xu into shouting.

"Mo Bing and Carianna went to Great North Korea, saying they wanted to experience the customs of the Korean nation. Back then, they only went on missions, so they didn't care about it!"

"They took the kids with them!"

"Don't even mention it, you even took Lao Song's son with you!" Although Xu Cheng said so, he was still a bit disappointed in his heart. There were three members of his family, and he was still alone.

"The matter between you and Sister T...cough cough. Although I am a little older, after so many years, the matter is still done. The big guy always has a lump in his heart. It is good to have a companion when he is old. Find a time to get things done quickly. Let’s do it! Go to Japan, and I will use tanks as welcome cars for you!”

"Let's talk about it after you give t a few days off first!" Xu Cheng rolled his eyes at Fu Ming, got into the SUV, and drove away.

"My surname is Fu. If you give this kid a rifle to play with again, my mother will move out and beat people at gunpoint all day long. I won't be able to survive!" The apron was untied, and Fu Ming and his son were seen playing gunfights around the sofa.

"Da da da, Dad, I hit you, you're going to die!" The five-year-old child laughed loudly while holding a rifle. That smile was exactly the same as that of Fu Ming when he was young.

"Ah... I'm dead!" Fu Ming slowly slumped on the floor holding the gun.

The satellite phone on the coffee table vibrated again and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Zeng Xiaoting snorted angrily, picked up her son, grabbed the rifle, and smashed it on Fu Ming's stomach, then went up to the second floor and put her son to sleep.

Fu Ming got up from the carpet and picked up the satellite phone.

"The South China Sea is not peaceful. Indonesia seems to be fighting with the Philippines. Britain and Spain are also not at peace. After more than ten years, these border issues are still brought up again..." The voice of T on the other end of the phone: "It was not Has it been agreed? Even a peace treaty has been signed!"

"Treaties are all waste paper!" Fu Ming seemed to have returned to his youth: "How can they admit things that we don't even admit, and drive their warships over, and whoever takes a step beyond the threshold will sink their warships." , I don’t want to see any bloodshed, book me a plane ticket, and I’ll go there myself...”[

"It may also be that the Americans are picking things up inside. UNTR is in full swing. It has been more than ten years. The road behind is not easy to walk..." Fu Ming turned off the phone, lay down on the carpet, and was stunned for dozens of seconds. , I don't know what I'm thinking?Then he got up again, and ran up the stairs, wanting to tease his son for a while before going to bed. Who would have thought that just as soon as he went up the stairs, his head felt cold, and a jet of water directly hit his face. superior.

"Little bastard, how dare you hit me with a water gun!" Fu Ming pretended to be angry, ran up quickly, and hugged his son in his arms.

Zeng Xiaoting giggled, then silently put away the water gun behind her.

(End of the book)

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