Rise of the Wasteland

The things that other people give away and fight for with oneself under different names have completely opposite states of mind.

People in the last days have suffered enough, but they did not suffer from small to large. When they have the ability to live with dignity through their labor, they will not easily bow their heads for a little bit of favor.

Especially when the citizens of Boise City just won a magical victory, their morale is strong and they are even more reluctant to accept worthless alms. The church also treats people in the city as refugees who have been abused and sinned. This is even more disturbing.

And when Zhou Qingfeng called the people in the city ‘hero’ and ‘warrior’, the feeling immediately changed. Who doesn't like being slaped, this slap is just right. This horse fart was shot by the distinguished leader of the Aurora Corps, which is even more exciting.

The United States has a culture of elections, and high-level figures like to show off everywhere and do things that are close to the people. This is very different from flower gardeners. More and more people saw Zhou Qingfeng at the scene, and they all came forward to shake hands and expressed their gratitude. This affinity with the bottom layer made Rachel feel ashamed.

At present, more and more people are receiving food. When everyone takes the initiative to accept it with a smile, and when charity relief becomes a celebration party, Rachel knows that he must have lost the gamble. The wife and mother wanted to play tricks, and she felt that she was completely fooled by this bad boy, and was not angry.

Just from the heart, Rachel can distinguish between himself and Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng not only sent out the food, but also made the residents who received the food happy and happy, and also closed the relationship, which is much stronger than the alms that are high above him.

Zhou Qingfeng is surrounded by enthusiastic city residents. Shake hands, hug, bless, some people even cry with tears to see him, and some even kneel down and confess, and really treat the legion leader as a saint-although Zhou Qingfeng has been joking about this title, some people really what.

For the first time, Rachel realized that her past charity was too superficial. She just sent some food and clothes to the bottom of the society, then turned and left. As for those who accept the relief, it is uncomfortable in her heart, and she will have no way of knowing, and will not be able to know.

It is very upsetting and frustrating to want to understand this. She found that she was working hard and proud of what she was doing, but she was doing so averagely.

This annoyance and depression did not last long. When more and more citizens came to the carnival, Masonic Franklin was shocked. The general president came to the celebration site to join the people, but before he appeared, thousands of armed men were responsible for clearing the field.

When the President of the General Assembly came to the stage to speak, the atmosphere of joy at the scene was obviously lightened.

After the public conversation, President Franklin also came to meet Zhou Qingfeng. When the two shook hands, the president said with a smile: "I have always felt that His Excellency the Chief of the Legion has a great influence in Boise, but today I found that it was beyond imagination.

Rachel was standing next to Zhou Qingfeng, and when he heard this, he immediately observed the faces of the two men in front of him. They all laughed and seemed to chat and compliment each other, but Rachel felt that the president was obviously dissatisfied.

"It is my honor to be loved by the people of Boise." Zhou Qingfeng casually sent the other party's words to hide the needle.

But Franklin obviously wanted to talk about it. "Her Excellency, we welcome you to invest in the Freemasonry. But I still hope that the workers you hire will comply with the laws of our Freemasonry."

Zhou Qingfeng pretended to be stupid and didn't understand.

Franklin continued: "We will soon launch a series of legal provisions on weapons management, militia organization and media control. These laws are learned from the commander of the legion, such as the civilian ban on guns, and I think it has great social security benefit."

"Well, yes, yes, it is necessary to ban the gun." Zhou Qingfeng nodded, saying repeatedly. In Rachel's eyes, this always-stubborn boy was very obedient this time, saying good to all the topics of Franklin, not refuting at all.

Franklin was obviously very satisfied with Zhou Qingfeng's attitude. The two talked happily, and finally hugged and laughed, as if they had been friends for many years. Rachel's disgusting look made him feel sick.

The two big men talked for ten minutes, and Zhou Qingfeng and Rachel had to return to the Masonic hotel for them to rest.

When the two men and women were in the same car, Zhou Qingfeng was also interested in talking about the ‘bet’. Rachel asked nothing at all, "Don't you think you're being neglected?"

"what?"

"Freemasonry will be on your guard and unfriendly, and you have given them so many benefits, but the seniors here don't welcome you at all. I'm curious, how could you give up the influence on the workers here so easily?"

Rachel's words made Zhou Qingfeng smile bitterly for a while, and the latter sighed and said, "The Brotherhood only welcomes my money, and does not welcome my people. I have a man named Wen Tianyu who was held by Freemasonry Then the charge is 'illegal organization of armed activities'. "

Rachel frowned, exclaiming: "I seem to have heard the name. Isn't he the hero defending Boise this time? Without his organization and changes, the city would be destroyed."

"What about being a hero." Zhou Qingfeng was helpless. "I came to save people. What can I do without compromise? The Freemasonry really shot my men, and I can only watch them. I still have to. Fortunately, I have some chips in my hand ~ www.readwn.com ~ Otherwise I can only accept the lessons that others have given me. "

Rachel followed with a bitter smile and sighed: "Your man has refreshed my perception of power, and a hero can turn into a prisoner in a blink of an eye. The elite of the Brotherhood has spent their wisdom on how to maintain their power. This is really sad. "

"I don't feel sad. The elite is not necessarily a good person, not necessarily a noble person." Zhou Qingfeng himself was unhappy, but he could only bear it. According to the reminder given by GOD, this is actually the beginning of the intensification of the contradictions between the various branches of the Aurora Corps and the Brotherhood of Steel.

The struggle for power has come and gone.

Zhou Qingfeng has arranged a series of economic, cultural, and political erosion in North America. Originally thinking that this infiltration was a subtle process, how could Boise's unexpected battle make things clear.

Found that a member of the Aurora Corps was actually capable of mobilizing tens of thousands of armed workers? There is no way to ‘boil the frog in warm water’.

Although the incident happened accidentally, the ending was very satisfactory. But as long as the Masonic leader IQ Online is not a fool, it is necessary to set restrictions to prevent this from happening again. If Zhou Qingfeng doesn't want to turn his face, he has to compromise.

"The elites are not necessarily good people, nor are they morally noble." Rachel repeated this sentence, feeling that Zhou Qingfeng had given a simple and thorough but not everyone thought. "That's right, you taught me again."

"So is there a reward?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a cheeky smile, as if he had forgotten what had just been shamed.

Rachel, however, picked her neck slightly and snorted coldly. "Do you have to get the reward if you want it? It's ridiculous. Let's talk about it the other day when you really become the emperor of the United States. You still have a name."