The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 86: I Need Idiots

Jonas had no idea what the ancestor in front of him was trying to do.

But Jonas knew that it was best to do whatever the person in front of him said.

No matter what he wants to do, it's at least ten thousand times better than trying to assassinate the president, right?

Jonas swore that if he really killed the president, he would not be able to escape. The deaths of drug dealers were things that people did not investigate thoroughly or fully for various reasons, but the president's words.

Not to mention the president, Jonas didn't know what to do with the mayor's issue this time.

But it's good news that the boss wants to meet the congressman.

But Jonas also knew that a 'small' drug dealer like him could never satisfy his current boss.

"Maybe Dak can help with this." Jonas did not hide it. Lack of ability might deduct points, but if things went wrong, it would be the end of him.

Providing solutions is also a kind of ability, isn’t it?

"The Bazel family was able to change from black to white, but they couldn't just transform themselves. They must have had help from government officials." Jonas said, "As for which congressman they funded, I don't know."

Xiu Nuo nodded thoughtfully: "Let's go, first go to the place where I want to retreat, and then let Dak come to see me. Oh, right, let Lao Wang come as well."

Long Beach, Los Angeles.

The long west coast and sunny beaches are the characteristics of this place, as is the gap between the rich and the poor. Decades ago, there were many battles between black and white here.

The place Jonas chose for Xiunuo was a holiday estate.

There is a lot of content included in it.

In addition to shooting training, there are even some vehicle driving, aircraft driving, etc.

In the manor shooting range, Xiunuo was undergoing firearms training under the guidance of his coach.

The coach is an Oriental named Ma Tuoye. This was arranged by Jonas, probably because he thought that Orientals would be closer to Xiunuo.

In fact, Ma Tuoye is indeed very professional.

From professional explanations to the teaching of some tactical movements, everything is very thorough.

But now Ma Tuoye is very depressed.

There was a guy in front of him with a .44 Magnum launcher in one hand and he was firing.

Ma Tuoye stared at Xiunuo's wrist.

really
Any wrist shaking after firing the gun can be ignored.

This mysterious fellow in front of him could learn what I had taught him just by hearing it once, but he always liked to develop his own ways of using it.

It's called development, but in fact it's just the kind of showing off by holding the gun with one hand.

Ma Tuoye was no longer surprised by such things. After all, all newbies had this problem. Once they were hit by the recoil, they would understand everything.

Especially since the boss in front of him is definitely someone who would suffer a loss due to his body shape.

But the result shocked Ma Tuoye greatly.

There are quite a few people who can use this thing with one hand, not to mention shooting a Desert Eagle with one hand. Ma Tuoye also knows a fellow villager of his who can use a Barrett to play with fire!
However, that guy is very big and strong, and his arms are almost thicker than the thighs of the person in front of him. How did this boss do it?
As for Xiunuo himself, he just thought that the guns used by those drug dealers had good lethality. Now that he used large-caliber guns, Xiunuo couldn't help but sigh that the people in this world obviously have lost their spiritual energy, but the development of these weapons makes him feel that he is not thinking clearly unless he kills himself.

As for the three points and a straight line that he was aiming at, these things were not a problem for the monk Xiunuo.

With the help of spiritual consciousness, Xiunuo can now shoot wherever he points the gun.

It's just that this thing makes a lot of noise, even with a silencer it's still quite noisy.

But it was very easy for Xiunuo to solve this problem, just a small silencing spell.

Not to mention the noise of a pistol, even a rifle can be made without a decibel. "Is there anything more powerful?" Xiu Nuo put down the pistol, looked at Ma Tuoye and asked, "One with a longer range?"

"Of course." Ma Tuoye was about to introduce Xiu Nuo when a waiter came in and said, "Mr. Xiu, a man who calls himself Dark Bazel wants to see you."

Xiu Nuo looked at Ma Tuoye: "It seems that we need to wait a while before we can learn new things."

"You are the boss. You have the final say." Ma Tuoye let out a sigh of relief.

Xiunuo walked outside and saw Dak in the living room of his room. Not only him, he also brought a white man with him.

The white man was dressed in a suit and looked like an elite.

"Coming." Xiunuo walked into the room.

Dak stood up quickly and pulled the white man up: "Boss, I brought him here as soon as I knew you were looking for me. This is Roland Stanley, a member of the California State Senate."

Roland smiled and extended his hand to Xiunuo. "Hello, I was very surprised when Bazel told me that you were his boss behind the scenes. After all, I never thought that such an outstanding guy like Bazel could have a boss. But after meeting you, my doubts disappeared at once."

What is a politician? He says what he wants to say to the right person. If Xiunuo was a white person, he would definitely find it very useful, but he is an Asian, an Oriental.

Saying this is like saying to a black girl, Miss, I think Snow White is the most suitable role for you.

Xiunuo didn't think that this person could really see his difference at a glance. To put it bluntly, this was just one of the many lies told by these politicians.

Xiunuo did not reach out his hand, but said to Bazel: "It's okay, let him go."

Roland was stunned: "Sir, have I offended you in any way?"

Xiunuo did not respond, but Dak's expression changed and he whispered, "Go back before the boss gets angry."

Roland was silent for a moment, then he smiled apologetically at Xiunuo: "I'm sorry to bother you."

Having said that, he left neatly.

After he left, Bazel asked cautiously, "Is there something wrong with him, Boss? Forgive my poor eyesight, but I don't see anything wrong with him. He provided me with a lot of help when California legalized hemp, and I always thought that investing in him was the wisest decision I made."

Xiu Nuo shook his head: "No, he is fine. From the way he walked in to the way he spoke, there is nothing wrong with him."

"That"

"This is not the person I want." Xiu Nuo sat on the sofa and looked at Dak: "They are smart, Dak, he looks like a very qualified politician, but this is not what I want. I need a fool, a idiot, an idiot."

Dak was stunned: "Ah? This..."

"I read a statement in a book before." Xiu Nuo tapped the table with his fingers. "It said that the essence of democratic voting is to let a group of people who know nothing choose a guy who suits their own interests as a leader. As for what this leader knows, it doesn't really matter, right? And there are people who choose an actor as president?"

"Uh." Dak thought for a long time this time, and then said: "That's right. But that's not America. American actors can only be governors for the time being."

"I thought the congressman your family supports, a congressman who can make hemp legal, must be mentally ill, but it seems that he is normal."

Dak smiled bitterly. "Boss, sometimes what you say doesn't mean what you think. Don't those people in the gun association know the harm guns do to society? No, they know it better than anyone else, but that doesn't stop them from being the biggest obstacle to gun control."

"So, Dake." Xiu Nuo sighed, "What I need is a real idiot and fool."

"This may be a bit difficult, boss." Dak smiled bitterly: "No one will support a true idiot."

"No, there is." Xiunuo looked at Dak with a smile: "You will."

"If you need it." Dak naturally didn't dare to say anything more and quickly agreed.

Xiu Nuo shook his head, and then slowly said: "I mean that you will truly support it with all your heart, Dake, what do you think of Xiong En Bazel as a congressman? Even, run for governor of California."

Dak raised his head from where he had lowered it, and looked at Xiunuo in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)