Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

There's no way Li Xinghe's file could have been accidentally deleted.

Therefore, a more reasonable explanation is that the person who handled this matter was probably either eliminated or moved to a large corporation in New York or Atlanta as a consultant, which is why the CIA could not find the files he had stored.

Nevertheless, Li Xinghe was still not entirely at ease.

……

The next day.

Li Xinghe woke up in Aiman's suburban villa.

Enya was crying loudly. While feeding her, Ayman habitually drank coffee to stay awake. The members of the Maleki squad were sprawled out on beds, sofas, or anywhere else.

But the story isn't over yet.

The deputy chief of staff called unexpectedly:

"Giving you money has caused a series of related problems. Some veterans' associations, after seeing the cameras, decided to hold an illegal march along the central axis of Washington to protest the unfair treatment they have received. Now we need to suppress and remove these homeless people. Tonight, after sunset, take your people to the Washington Monument and drive away all those homeless people who have pitched tents. Take them to the state jail, or dispose of them anywhere!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Xinghe sighed.

Doing dirty work in Japan, and then doing dirty work in America, isn't that a complete waste of time coming to America?

"You all stay at home, I'll go and gather some people to do the dirty work."

Li Xinghe arrived at the military camp, selected 400 capable individuals, and informed Mio of their tasks. Everyone remained silent.

Nobody asked why clearing out protesting veterans and dealing with homeless people were being done together.

"Because clearing out veterans and clearing out homeless people are synonyms."

The so-called Veterans Association is actually just homeless veterans demanding government assistance. Especially after the economy worsened, veterans and the homeless almost became one and the same. That's just how life is. Along Washington's central axis, from the White House to the Washington Monument, from the Lincoln Memorial to the U.S. Capitol, homeless people are everywhere. The Metropolitan Police, federal agents, the Secret Service, the CIA, fire departments, and other agencies can't do anything about them.

By evening, the veterans who had just been visited by Pentagon personnel during the day, who brought expired bread rolls and mini hamburgers, were surrounded by Li Xinghe's troops.

"roll!"

With fists and feet flying, the old men were knocked to the ground by the young men, their faces trampled and bruised by the heavy military boots.

At this moment, it's like a midnight hunting competition, where all violence is permitted when night falls.

During the conflict, it is unknown who fired the first shot.

The body then fell to the ground, and the homeless men and veterans drew their weapons for self-defense. Li Xinghe's troops immediately opened fire in return.

Bullets ricocheted around the Washington Monument, some even hitting the inscription and leaving bloody bullet marks.

Beneath the Washington Monument, before the World War II Memorial, the Lincoln Memorial, the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, the Super War Memorial, the African American Museum, and the Oval Lawn in front of the White House, under the protection of midnight, Yellowwater employees, now working for defense contractors, opened fire on their predecessors.

New recruits fight veterans, and the more they fight, the younger they seem to get.

Under the barrage of fire from the regular army, the vagrants were quickly defeated and fled in all directions, limping.

But they showed no sadness; their expressions were only numb.

Because they know

In the future, those soldiers who once fired at him will become like him now, swallowed up by time in old age, drugs, and numbness.

Li Xinghe took out his phone to check the time:

"Now it's time for the veterans' 100-meter race. The fastest runners get a reward, and the slowest runners get shot."

Ultimately, the veterans' protest ended with more than 20 veterans being shot or wounded and more than 600 arrested.

Li Xinghe ordered the bodies to be thrown into the Potomac River, the wounded to be sent to a homeless shelter in Maryland, and those who were arrested to be put on buses and dumped in a small town hundreds of kilometers away, after which they were left alone.

After learning of the shooting incident, the White House Secret Service, the Pentagon, and the Metropolitan Police Department all remained silent.

Deputy Chief of Staff Grady privately praised him, saying, "You are a decisive and courageous young man."

Li Xinghe shrugged and sighed:

This is America.

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Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. 4100 words. I'll be able to update a little more this afternoon (probably).

Chapter 608: Compared to Face, Trump Will Never Leave (5000 words)

Gunshots echoed along Washington’s central axis.

In front of the majestic Washington Monument at the intersection of the White House and the Capitol.

Li Xinghe, a supposedly California-born, Canada-grown, and narcotics-addicted little devil who has also traveled to Hong Kong and Japan, is commanding a group of veterans stationed in Okinawa who are being brutally beaten with rifles and batons.

Gunshots echoed through the brightly lit capital city at night. Nearby residents were already used to it; their only question was the unusual frequency of the gunfire. In any country, poor security near the capital and core political institutions is a bad omen. But in the United States, it's all too common.

The corpse lay in front of the Washington Monument, covered in blood and bullet holes. Li Xinghe watched as his men dragged the body into a beat-up van and drove it all the way to the Potomac River, where they sank it to the bottom.

"Hey, Boss, what about the rest of the people?"

The head of the Yellowwater Defense Company was Adam Willem, a former deputy brigade commander of the Third Expeditionary Force. He was a smart man who appeared white but claimed to be of Black descent.

Because he was too clever, he had a difficult time during Trump's term and was unable to get promoted.

Li Xinghe pointed to the main road:

“If you’re alive, just drive a few hundred miles and drop us off in some small town in the Rust Belt. At least you can survive by doing odd jobs in town. The homeless in the city will die soon.”

"Haha, you're such a good person. I hope we'll meet you again when we're 40 and have been abandoned on the street because of bankruptcy."

Adam raised his hands, instructing his subordinates to do it.

Although it sounds ironic, Adam was genuinely grateful. Otherwise, these veterans would have been thrown into federal prisons, then transferred between several lousy jails, sentenced to long prison terms, and died mysteriously.

Li Xinghe shook his head and was about to leave when he saw Secret Service agents walking towards the White House across the street.

He said to Li Xinghe:

"Bro, the president wants to see you."

Li Xinghe looked into the distance and saw that it really was Trump himself raising his hand behind the window.

Therefore, this was not a trap.

"I'll be there shortly."

Li Xinghe pointed to the bloody scene, indicating that he needed to clean up the mess first.

However, in reality, Li Xinghe was secretly summoning the nearby Maleki Squad to protect him as they went to the White House.

Soon, Ayman appeared with Enya in his arms, and the rest of Maleki's team appeared.

"Why did you bring the child over here?"

"Nonsense, a child's network of connections needs to be built from a young age. Does any other child get the privilege of being photographed at the White House and with the president at such a young age?"

From childhood...from infancy? Li Xinghe was impressed by the social customs and etiquette of America.

As Ayman spoke, she tossed a bag of suits to Li Xinghe. The others were also frantically touching up their makeup to look good on camera.

Li Xinghe changed into an elegant suit and arrived at the White House entrance.

At that moment, a 1.75-meter-tall, blonde, athletic beauty, inheriting the good looks of the Trump family, greeted them at the door:

“Hey, I’m Kay Trump.”

Hello, long time no see.

Li Xinghe hugged Kai, after all, a few months ago, Li Xinghe had carried Kai and sprinted with him during the Los Angeles Death Marathon, leaving a very deep impression on Kai.

He turned around and introduced:

"This is Ayman, and this is Maria, Enora..."

As for the baby in Aiman's arms, Li Xinghe didn't explain much. Due to the age difference between Aiman ​​and Li Xinghe, people didn't immediately connect Li Xinghe with his father.

Kai, feigning maturity, patted Enya, while the athletic girl repeated what the Secret Service had told her:

“Now you have to be careful everywhere, cough cough, especially protect your children. Since Musk laid off a lot of employees, many federal employees have lost their jobs and joined many social organizations or even gangs. They do borderline business. I heard that some CIA and FBI employees have even betrayed the country and joined forces with Mexican gangs to traffic drugs and people.”

Li Xinghe joked:

"Now they're blaming Musk again?"

This wasn't the case when Trump said he was with Musk 24/7.

Kai stuck out her tongue; she didn't really understand politics and could only offer a slightly awkward explanation:

"It's his fault for messing around."

Musk and Trump's relationship has become somewhat strained. Musk's excessive interference in the White House has become like a persistent pest, annoying Trump. Then, due to the midterm election defeat, the relationship between Musk and Trump has cracked.

Coincidentally, Musk also has a poor relationship with the group behind Vance, including Peter Thiel, so Musk is currently in a highly sensitive state, making nonsensical and erratic statements every day, just like Kanye, and then hiding everywhere, making him impossible to find. He also occasionally claims that he might be assassinated.

There are also rumors that Musk has been tentatively inquiring with China about whether he can be retained if the Democrats come to power.

"I'll go tell Grandpa first."

As Kai skipped and hopped into the president's office, Li Xinghe was apprehended by several men:

"I'll fuck you to death, you male dog, how did you manage to hook up with Trump's granddaughter?"

I'll fuck you to death!

Everyone was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, to the point that they almost let other special agents hear their lewd remarks.

What else can I say?

Li Xinghe raised his hands in surrender.

When Kai came out and called Li Xinghe to come in, he led the Maleki squad to squeeze in.

In the White House Oval Office, an increasingly aged and frail-looking Trump, appearing somewhat senile, asked Li Xinghe:

"You mean, if an unknown military unit with an unidentified designation were to launch a surprise attack on the Democratic Party's campaign office, wouldn't they... I mean, withdraw from the race?"

Sweat beaded on Li Xinghe's forehead, and he hurriedly whispered a reminder:

"That would be tantamount to helping Ms. Clara get a direct ticket to the US presidential election. She wouldn't even need to run for office. Gavin Newsom and Clara could pack their bags and move into the White House immediately."

If Obama had fallen from grace, Biden might not have been able to maintain such high public support.

But times have changed. Now, America is fragmented, and in order to distribute the spoils, election campaigns even have multiple backup teams. Gavin Newsom, holed up in California, is seething with rage at Jeffries, this "Little Obama." If that black guy dies, he can immediately eat the dead's food and happily move into the White House.

Moreover, only the federal government and the White House are currently paralyzed; the Democratic and Republican congressions have not lost any power, but are instead locked in a fierce battle. The United States is weak only at the central level, while the real power of its various departments and local governments remains terrifyingly strong.

Rather, it is precisely because the White House and the federal government are becoming more and more like clowns that they are transferring power to various central departments and local states.

If Li Xinghe really

If Trump were to storm the Democratic National Headquarters with Trump's help, Li Xinghe could be hanged on the guillotine alongside Trump the very next day. Americans would happily announce that Trump is "suspected of being a communist sympathizer," label Li Xinghe a Chinese spy, and then the Democrats would come to power, reorganize the federal government, and begin a new Cold War preparation period.

"Then, what about controlling Washington?"

Old Chuan asked again.

Li Xinghe explained:

“Washington has always been like this. I suggest you don’t try to stage a military coup. Instead, continue to expand your executive power and legitimize your interpretations administratively. My troops can be stationed outside Washington for two months, until the election, to assist you.”

Trump remained noncommittal, not entirely satisfied, but thought Li Xinghe was also quite good.

After some conversation and a series of photos, capturing Enya's golden achievement of being photographed with the US president at the age of 0, Trump privately handed Li Xinghe a document:

"Okay, whatever. Hey boy, here, this is an early Thanksgiving gift from Grandpa Trump."

Taking advantage of the last period of his second presidential term, regardless of whether a third term is possible, Trump signed an entire warehouse of thousands upon thousands of pardons.

This naturally includes the pre-emptive protective pardon prepared for Li Xinghe.

Trump also said:

“这份特赦令将赦免你从0-20岁，从2009-2029年1日凌晨0点间，所犯下的所有可能被联邦法庭追究的犯罪。”

"Thank you, Your Excellency President."

Legally speaking, Li Xinghe can continue committing crimes from now until 11:59 PM on December 31, 2028. Even if he commits crimes inside the White House, the federal court can't do anything to him.

So he can remain an outlaw for two more months.

Trump then asked, seemingly casually:

"By the way, how do you think Chinese people will view me?"