I, Zhu Houzhao, join the US imperialist chat group

Chapter 300 Roosevelt Daddy: Damn, I have become an American traitor! Zhu Houzhao occupies Wall Street!

【Grant·Subway·Pervert·Selfiejpg】

A side-shot photo of Grant appeared in the chat group. In the photo, he was smiling brightly.

But there was no one around. Everyone retreated three meters away from him and pointed at him with weird, surprised and curious eyes, making the photo of him look a bit artistic.

Shame is the cheapest thing for politicians.

[Mei Yingzong Cleveland: Appearing in the most crowded place without any clothes on... This is not a price. But, can't we go back to the original place? From China to the London Underground in a short time, in a sense, this is an alternative security guarantee? ]

Cleveland couldn't help but wonder where the most populous and prosperous place in the world is right now.

If something happens to him, where can he appear?

[Messenger Roosevelt: Grant, I am curious, did you appear at your time point in space and time, 1879, or did you continue to appear in 1865...]

Roosevelt was still curious, after all, the world's first subway opened in London in January 1863.

[Meilizong Grant: I have already asked, it was in 1879! I returned to the original time and space from the time and space of 65. In addition to the above penalties, all my points have been cleared, and I have been warned that I cannot enter the time and space of Brother Kenzi in 1865. ]

【These are all punishments! 】

[Oh, by the way, there is one more thing... My minimum points for death protection have been increased tenfold. If I want to get death protection again, I need to have more than 5,000 points in the chat group. If I die again, the points will double to 50,000 points, and so on...]

[According to this estimate... I feel that the countdown to my next resurrection will probably increase tenfold... I need to stay in the small dark room for a thousand years, ten thousand years next time, a hundred thousand years...]

[So... the price of death is still quite high. If you can avoid suicide, please do so.]

[I don't want to experience the taste of loneliness for a hundred years again. Moreover, I guess with the group leader's personality, the small dark room is just a punishment... I think there are many more resurrection punishments. In short, don't try it lightly. ]

[Also, I can go to London from Shanghai in a short time. In a sense... the chat group seems to be encouraging us as presidents to build the most prosperous city in the world, so that we won't be able to control where we revive.]

[Of course... this is fine, I didn't embarrass myself in front of my family, but I embarrass myself outside... it's still okay! ]

Grant finished speaking the corresponding punishment information in one breath. Speaking of this, he seemed to still be in fear and still faithfully gave everyone advice.

[Louis XVI: Haha, Grant, do you think we are all as stupid as you? Never do anything dangerous! How can you die so easily... Your advice is useless.]

[American Emperor Washington: Right... Who would dare to experiment like you? Grant, we will remember your contribution for this action and sacrifice.]

[US Xuanzong Jackson: To give a comprehensive evaluation, Grant, your death this time is actually quite valuable...]

……

"Your Majesty the King?"

"Your Majesty, what happened to you today?"

In the Wall Street Restaurant, Roosevelt couldn't help but raise his voice again because he found that Zhu Houzhao was distracted again.

"It's okay... Daddy Roosevelt, please continue."

Zhu Houzhao finally came back to his senses. He had no time to care about Grant and returned to reality.

"Dad Roosevelt?" Old Luo was surprised, and Little Luo was also surprised.

"Haha, it's okay...slip, slip of the tongue."

Zhu Houzhao smiled again, then looked at the Roosevelt father and son in front of him, and suddenly took a photo of them as if possessed.

[Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao: Roosevelt, look who these two are? ]

He immediately sent the photo to the group.

【Meishezong Roosevelt: Hmm!? What... Your Majesty, you, you met my father!? And me when I was a kid!?】

Roosevelt was shocked and very excited. After all, his father died early and had a great influence on him.

He was frail and sickly, so his father took him to exercise since he was a child, such as boxing and baseball, to help him overcome his asthma.

[Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao: How is it, are you surprised? ]

Zhu Houzhao's bad taste was satisfied.

[Meishezong Roosevelt: Surprise... Such a surprise! Your Majesty... How come you are with my father and me as a child! That's right! You are in New York now...]

Roosevelt was naturally very excited and started talking nonstop.

……

"Um……"

In front of the ruins of the City Hall, seeing Zhu Houzhao and Roosevelt chatting animatedly, Jackson suddenly looked at Xu Pengju who was not far from him.

At this time, Xu Pengju was leading everyone in a fierce battle and obviously had no time to chat.

So……

All of a sudden, he understood some things that he had been confused about.

"This little Emperor Zhu really has fooled everyone... It's really bizarre."

Although Jackson discovered the truth, he did not say anything nonsense. He thought about it from the perspective of the emperor and felt that it was normal for Zhu Houzhao to do this.

After all, it's for safety.

He did not go to Zhu Houzhao because he was afraid of being exposed. He did not go to Washington last time and did not see Zhu Houzhao up close.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao was not associated with the trumpet.

……

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I really can't go on..."

"I have said everything you asked me to say... Besides, I think I have to excuse myself for a moment, because Connie seems to have something urgent to ask me."

In the restaurant, seeing Zhu Houzhao distracted again after chatting for a while, Roosevelt couldn't help it and felt offended by Zhu Houzhao.

If it weren't for Zhu Houzhao's status and gold, he would have wanted to leave several times.

"Oh... OK, it's okay, you go first, I'll talk to Xiao Luo..."

The information that needed to be obtained had been obtained, so Zhu Houzhao naturally no longer paid attention to old man Roosevelt. He now chatted with Wang Shouren and others and waited for their actions.

Seeing Zhu Houzhao so nonchalant, Roosevelt took a deep breath, suppressed his inner dissatisfaction, gave Zhu Houzhao a smile before standing up.

"Boss! It's bad! City Hall was bombed... and now... New York is in chaos!"

As soon as he walked to the side, assistant Connie reported the news with a grim expression.

After all, the incident at City Hall had been going on for half an hour, and the riot had also arrived here.

Roosevelt was surprised: "Connie, don't panic, what happened?"

It was the first time he saw Connie so panicked, and he also felt a different atmosphere in the restaurant.

"Boss... the situation is like this..."

Just as Connie was about to speak, there were cries of astonishment.

"what?"

"A group of thugs are going to occupy New York and establish a nation!?"

"They killed the governor... and now they're going around slaughtering rich people!?"

"A group of people are heading towards Wall Street!?"

Apparently, other bosses on Wall Street got the news, causing a riot in the entire restaurant.

"what's the situation?"

Roosevelt's heart skipped a beat.

"Boss, New York might be in chaos..."

Connie then repeated it again, quickly telling Roosevelt the key point. The more Roosevelt listened, the gloomier his face became. He finally understood why he felt that everything was going wrong today. New York was going to change.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

After Connie finished speaking, he wanted Roosevelt to make the decision, because he had seen other bosses trying to return to their own banks or securities companies, trust companies, etc.

"Let's go! Back to the bank!"

Roosevelt also saw it and made a decision immediately.

Boom~
But at this moment, there was a sudden explosion outside.

The sewers on the street surface burst open one after another, overturning the entire road and causing countless bricks and rubble to fly in all directions, hitting the surrounding buildings and crowds. The sound of glass shattering and the screams of the crowd spread in an instant.

Even the glass in the restaurant was smashed into pieces by dozens of exploding stones, causing everyone in the restaurant to exclaim in surprise.

In an instant, Wall Street was in chaos!

Then, as if there was thunder, there were vibrations and explosions everywhere.

Then, before Roosevelt and his men could react, two teams armed to the teeth appeared on the street.

They moved quickly and were well-equipped. They fired shots at the sky and street lamps, and then drove away the crowd. Under everyone's watch, they blocked the doors of securities companies or banks.

Roosevelt and Connie saw a familiar face with about a hundred people surrounding their restaurant.

“Wall Street is occupied!?”

“Who are these troops?”

"Why is there an Oriental face..."

"No, the Indians are coming?"

Countless restaurant owners panicked and looked for shelter, wildly speculating about the current situation.

"Boss... Isn't this the King's assistant... How could he... They..."

Connie naturally recognized the fully armed Wang Shouren at once, but he was not as panicked as other rich people, but his mind was confused at the moment.

"Your Majesty—"

Old Roosevelt turned his head woodenly and found Zhu Houzhao still smiling there. He seemed not to care about what was happening here at all and was even teasing young Roosevelt.

But little Roosevelt’s face now looked flustered.

Could this King be the prince of the Indian Kingdom? What is his purpose in looking for me?

Roosevelt was very confused and wanted to return to his seat to question Zhu Houzhao directly, but he found that his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

boom!
The next moment, a gunshot rang out, startling Roosevelt. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Shouren putting down his pistol, and an armed security guard at the bathroom door fell to the ground.

Afterwards, more than a dozen people rushed out from Wang Shouren's side and entered the restaurant.

Bang bang bang bang, the sound of gunfire rang out.

Every gunshot made the big shots in the restaurant look uglier and made some beauties scream.

A moment later, more Asian men with guns entered the restaurant, and then stood in a line with one person every five steps and one person every ten steps, controlling everyone.

"Your Majesty, everything is going well."

Wang Shouren spoke, his calm gaze passing over Roosevelt and falling on Zhu Houzhao.

All of a sudden, all the bad speculations finally became reality at this moment.

"Haha, Theodore, don't be afraid, I'm not a devil, I'm still your friend."

Roosevelt turned around and saw Zhu Houzhao patting his son's face and finally standing up.

"Well done. Keep expanding your success. I want to firmly control Wall Street..."

He gave orders to Wang Shouren.

"Yes!"

Wang Shouren bowed and walked out quickly.

Zhu Houzhao walked up to Roosevelt's father, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled even more brightly: "Roosevelt, let's chat... Now, introduce these guests in the restaurant to me again. It's best to tell me how much money and gold they have, otherwise... I will be very unhappy."

"By the way, I need to go to the bathroom first."

"I hope you can help me organize this situation when we get out, Roosevelt."

Roosevelt's muscles were completely stiff, and he could definitely feel the suspicious looks of the restaurant owners.

These eyes were clearly shocked in an instant, and understood in an instant. It was obvious... everyone suddenly thought that Roosevelt was Zhu Houzhao's partner!

He couldn't clear himself of this even if he jumped into the Mississippi River.

"Let's go, Theodore. You need to pee urgently, too..."

The key point is that Zhu Houzhao did not even give him time to think and directly took his son to the bathroom. At this moment, little Roosevelt finally called out: "Father!"

"Your Majesty the King..."

Old Roosevelt finally spoke quickly.

"Oh, by the way! Make me another cup of coffee..."

Zhu Houzhao seemed to do it on purpose and turned around to give some instructions.

Then, he decisively took little Roosevelt into the bathroom.

As soon as he was gone, the owners in the restaurant were in a state of uproar.

"Roosevelt...what's going on? What do you want to do? Are you going to annex New York all at once?"

"Roosevelt! The source of all this unrest in New York turned out to be your family... How dare you kill the governor!?"

Several familiar bosses directly questioned Roosevelt. At the beginning, Roosevelt was immediately criticized by everyone. He wanted to speak, but found that he had no way to defend himself. He even subconsciously stepped back, fearing that these people would tear him to pieces.

"boom!"

"Quiet!"

"Shut up!"

However... a gunshot was heard, and a middle-aged man who rushed towards Roosevelt looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief, and fell to the ground with a thud.

He was not dead yet, but he looked at Roosevelt around him in pain, stretched out his hand, and made a desperate call for help.

Roosevelt reached out his hand woodenly, but... the man had no strength left and fell completely in a pool of blood.

At this moment, the restaurant became quiet again.

Roosevelt looked at the Jinyiwei who had fired the shot and had an indifferent expression.

"Everyone, I urge you all...to stay where you are and not to act rashly. It seems like we have all been hijacked..."

"My son, he was also kidnapped."

Although misunderstood, Roosevelt finally understood their current situation.

At this moment, he also completely understood the source of all the wrong things.

They want His Majesty's gold...but His Majesty the King wants all their property. No...not all the property, but all of Wall Street, all of New York.

But, why?
When did such a person appear in New York? !

What is the ultimate goal of His Majesty the King?
A bigger question arose in Roosevelt's and everyone's mind.

(End of this chapter)