Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 312 308.MAGA Spring

  Lao Jiang waited in place for more than ten minutes before seeing another black magic ball, slowly flying out of the water-filled Daze.

  This is two laps larger than Shi Rui’s.

   is slightly bloated, but more decorative.

  If the three prince’s ball is a red Ferrari sports car, the one in front of Lao Jiang is more like an elegant and slow classic car.

  As the cockpit opened, there was noise.

  The six staggered seats are full of people.

   Ruyue sat in the co-pilot, with a headache like an instructor’s driving school instructor, while the silly monster sat in the main driver, clutching the steering wheel with his paws, and slowly stepped on the brakes.

  Let the magic ball stop just beside Lao Jiang.

  "Get in the car, boss! I will drive you, this demon has learned it!"

  The wolf demon with sunglasses raised his hand triumphantly, acting as if he were an old driver.

   "It's me! It's me! Liu Hui, hurry up! It's me!"

  In the rear seat, Hurya, wearing a seat belt, yelled with dissatisfaction:

   "It was said before, you will open a paragraph, I will open a paragraph."

   "Don't grab it."

  Lao Jiang sighed, helplessly boarded the cockpit and sat at the back, beside the half-excited and half-anxious little fat man, in the empty space at the end, Pomegranate was sitting opposite the black cloud.

  Two spirits are clutching the game console and are fighting fiercely.

   "There is still a little Gu Miao girl."

   Jiang Xia glanced at the empty seat in front of him, shook his head, and said:

   "The girl was taken away by Senior Sister Luo Yan, but she would definitely be more willing to explore with us, play with us, hey, do duo, this is the first time you have joined us."

  Lao Jiang reached out his hand to stop the little fat man’s shoulder and said:

   "Be decent, don't shame me."

   "Oh, okay, boss."

   Gan Duo breathed a sigh of relief, took the sunglasses that Jiang Xia handed, and put them on his eyes, making him a bit more murderous. The cabin closed in an instant, and Lao Jiang looked around.

   Leaning on the chair comfortably, and with a divine mind, he said in the ear of the dissatisfied Helya with her legs folded:

   "The dark cloud side. Can you guarantee privacy?"

   "Don't worry, boss."

  Herya made an OK gesture. She glanced back and said:

  "I asked the priest. In addition to the blood contract sharing life, there is also a perception link. If the black cloud wants to inform, I will know the first time and stop it."

"it is good."

   Jiang Xia nodded.

  "Boss, where are we going?"

  The wolf demon with the blindfold raised his ears and asked, it was a pleasure, Jiang Xia took out the silk umbrella from the ring, and opened it in the mobility ball.

  This magic weapon is not used once or twice. Lao Jiang has mastered it very well.

  The black umbrella surface opened for a moment, and spiritual power was injected. The 120,000-degree pure spiritual power in the body can double the opening time of the umbrella, and spread the effect of the umbrella to shield the breath.

  Wrap everyone like a net.

   "Accelerate! Depress the accelerator to the end! Straight forward!"

Boss   Jiang moved the small MAGA flower on the third branch of the Qibao Miao Tree in the sea of ​​knowledge, and the air in front of the black magic ball immediately vibrated like water waves.

   is like a portal that is difficult to figure out.

  In the joyous scream of the wolf demon, it stepped on the accelerator to the end, causing the black magic ball to rush into the sea of ​​clouds in front of it like a rocket.

   crashed into the treasure tree star gate in an instant, and rushed into another world in the waves of air.

   "Huh? The sign of the insurgent disappeared again?"

  In the cave of Shangtong Peak in Moshuang Mountain, Shi Yan, who had practiced from the heavens, opened her eyes in a daze, and the chip in her brain sensed the mysterious disappearance of Jiang Xia's data signal.

  But this time, the girl Gu Miao, who was cast by her listening spell, followed Luo Yan to travel in the depths of Daze, making her unable to detect where Jiang Xia and his gang went.

   "Damn it!"

  I am so confused, I want to crush my silver teeth, how many times have I lost it?

  My own rebel, how could luck be so good!

"It's ok."

   gave a big bewildered snorted, once again in his messy boudoir, put a five-hearted posture toward the sky, and immersed himself in the practice of the Dameng Method.

  With Shi Yan’s breathing, the surrounding reality is shaped like a mist lingering in a strange picture, turning into quicksand rolling in one instant, and densely covered with forest in the next instant.

   After a short breath, it turned the surroundings into a noisy mortal bazaar. Boys, girls, and children came and went, and even the misty little girl was holding candied haws and jumping over Shi Yan's body.

   "After Ben Xiu has passed the catastrophe, I will find another opportunity to dig out all the secrets of your rebel."

  Shi Yan chuckled lightly.

  Full of confidence.

  In the next instant, her figure disappeared into the illusion that she had formed like quicksand, and the entire scenery of Shangtong Peak was quickly drawn into the expanding illusion.

  It was like being stripped from Moshuang Mountain.

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  MAGA World, New York.

  It was the last time Lao Jiang and the others entered the world. It was not far from Times Square. At this time, it was more than a month since Lao Jiang and the others left.

  This city has also come from the twelfth lunar month to the early spring.

  But there is still a cold spring, which makes the air temperature not so suitable. The pandemic spreading in the city has not been handled well, and the situation is still very bad.

  Pedestrians on the street have become sparser, and shops have been closed with signs that they are a little depressing.

  But this hasn’t affected what is going on in this rebellious country. There are still seven months before the presidential midterm elections. Under time constraints, more and more official canvassing activities have been launched.

   is right now.

  In the corner of the square, a group of enthusiastic fans of the current president have gathered. Just like more than a month ago, they held a mess of banners and held up the red and blue bulletin board, commanded by someone.

  The mighty parade from the city center all the way to today’s canvassing activity.

  The weather is quite cold.

  But many people in the parade wore thin clothes, each one roared hoarse, their necks were red, and they looked very energetic.

  Although nearly a thousand people gathered together, the heat emitted made them seem to be inspired and protected by God, so that they no longer fear the cold.

   and germs mixed in the cold air.

  They are not afraid!

  Because their leader told them, don’t be afraid!

  Pandemics, economic crises, and social security issues will all disappear like magic at some point in the future.

   is like a miracle.

  This sounds crazy, but these presidential fanatics believe this, and not only that, they also believe that Mr. President with cool hair is the son of God!

   is the second Christ!

   is the messenger sent by God to save them from the miserable world.

  "Cubben! Cubben! Cubben!"

  The crowd gathered together, shouting in unison, cheering, calling out the name of Mr. President, and they looked forward to his appearance on the high platform of the square.

  They came for this, just to support Mr. President who speaks for themselves, the bottom group of people in society.

  In the past four years, Mr. President said a lot of silly things and was ridiculed by the traditional elites, but the bottom red-necked people didn’t care, because those silly words were the truest thoughts in their hearts.

   "It's time for you to appear, Mr. President."

  Behind the big podium, in the rest room closely guarded by Secret Service agents, a hot blonde girl walked up to Mr. President who was eating lunch and whispered:

  "Voters are looking forward to your appearance, uh, it is better not to wear a mask. This can show your toughness. They like this tough attitude the most."

   "I know, I know, Alice, you don't have to repeat it, no one knows toughness better than me."

  Mr. President, holding a beef burger in his hand, said casually.

  Although he is a president, he is still in his seventies. Eating junk food that explodes in calories is a bit unspecial and unhealthy.

  But no way, the maverick President Isis Cubbon likes this.

  And this can make him look very close to the people. The people at the bottom have seen enough well-dressed social elites. They like to see the image of a president who is anti-trend.

   "New York, ah, I was born here, but I hate this city."

  The president who had eaten the burger got up and straightened his handsome blond hair in front of the mirror. He had a face with a Chinese character, and he was actually very serious when he was not smiling.

  But he likes to laugh.

  This will make the expression on this face more vivid.

  While preparing to appear on the stage, he complained to Mr. Pegg, the Fat Secretary of State, who nodded and bowed:

"The greedy tax official in this city also tried to impose heavy taxes on a Mr. President who served the people! God, maybe I should shoot and kill a nasty tax official on Fifth Avenue to show me that I Attitude!"

   "Yes, Mr. President, your voters will scream for it, and they will like you more for it. Yes, no one understands this better than you."

  The Secretary of State was very flattering and patted a few words on the horse. Mr. President listened very comfortably. He liked to be affirmed, rather than just refuting him like those medical experts.

  "Maya don’t plan to help me canvass for votes?"

  Mr. President drew his hair handsomely, and while walking out amidst the crowd, he asked the beautiful secretary beside him:

"Oh my god, I must have been blind when I was young, so I would choose that big-chested and brainless model as my wife. If it weren't for my reputation, on the first day I lived in the White House, I would take that brainless model. The woman gives

  Ah, forget it.

  My voters are waiting for me, and I can’t let them down. "

  While speaking, he put on a very enthusiastic smile on his face, and strode onto the podium with vigorous and vigorous steps. The moment he appeared, the whole venue was full of hustle and bustle.

  Countless people are calling his name, which makes Mr. President feel a kind of power!

  The power that is mastered by him.

   "No one can drive me out of the White House! Nor can God!"

  He said so, then opened his hands, ready to speak.

  As a result, at the same time, a black magic orb rushed out of the water waves in the sky at a very fast speed amidst the low and dull thunder-like buzzing.

   "Yohoo! Get out! Get out!"

  In the panic yelling of the wolf demon Liu Hui, its furry paws clasped the steering wheel, hurriedly trying to slow down the ball, but its novice female driver lost control.

   caused the ball to smash at the speed of sound, whizzing from the sky towards the scene of Mr. President’s speech.

   "Gosh!"

"what!"

  The cheering crowd suddenly screamed miserably.

  The fanatical crowd still cherish their lives.

  They broke up in a rush, chaos. The President on the podium watched this scene dumbfounded, and saw the **** iron ball turning around and hitting his podium.

"Oh, God!"

  The president screamed and rolled aside, his movements were so vigorous that he did not look like a seventy-year-old man, and his carefully arranged podium was also torn apart in this accidental impact.

   "It's you **** superheroes again!"

  The President, who was pulled out of the rubble by the Secret Service agents, glared at the sky. His handsome hair was messed up. The president madly pointed his **** towards the sky.

   yelled:

   "You messed up my grand debut! You wait for me! I must expel you!

  Scum! mouse! insect!

  Peg! Dispatch the National Guard!

  No, dispatch the army! launch missile! Call the aircraft carrier! I want to drive them over to the wall!

I swear! "

  (End of this chapter)