Chapter 870 (1/2)

Jiang Chen left the airport through a special passage with Lawrence and others.

It can be seen that the United States really takes his safety in mind, and there is not a bit of wind about his visit to Los Angeles. Otherwise, if not, there will surely be a large group of hi-tech enthusiasts and snooping journalists at the gate of the airport.

Phantom helmets have become part of American life, far more influential than Google, Microsoft and apple. Although the White House has a headache about young people's dependence on futureman group products, some things can't be solved by headache.

Especially countries that vote as presidents.

No matter how much money the consortium spends on publicity, it is the votes that ultimately determine the election results.

For various reasons, Jiang Chen and Mr. Pritzker did not sit in the same car, but sat next to Lawrence. According to him, the former agent F seems to be doing well and has climbed into the position of sac, the head of the special agent.

Although the first time they met was not friendly, they had an unexpected chat. Lawrence repeatedly stressed several security issues to Jiang Chen, such as not to leave the car too far away when going out, not to panic in case of emergency, and there is a whole row of seals outside to ensure his safety. Don't let that spy girl take out a gun until you have to.

”how's my old friend Roberts doing”

”from a military fire merchant to a big director, but the nature of an asshole will not change.”

Jiang Chen smiles and doesn't speak.

But to be honest, he prefers to get along with this kind of mindless person more than the politicians who are good at Taiji. It's a bit vulgar, but at least it's not annoying.

When the motorcade arrived at the Golden Gate Bridge, there was a traffic jam.

There seems to be a parade ahead, holding green signs and chanting slogans like birds.

Jiang Chen just vaguely heard a guy with a horn, shouting cumin flavor of English.

”Refuse to work, we don't come to work, we are Hillary's guests”

”more grapes and camels in the zoo, not pandas or alpacas”

”pork is not allowed in supermarkets”

”beef is not allowed” seems to be mixed with Indian wearing headscarves, but no one pays attention.

”Any incompetent person can run this city to protest that the mayor of Los Angeles must resign”

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perhaps this is a common situation, and people from the past calmly watched them holding up their cards and shouting slogans. In addition to the media reporters who want to make big news, only a few people carrying travel bags take pictures with their mobile phones in high spirits.

”They are,” Jiang Chen asked teasingly.

”For a month, some of the guests invited by the unruly old ladies also made trouble with them. Don't pay attention to them. Let's change lanes. ” Lawrence swearing, closing the window and turning the steering wheel.

According to the traffic rules, this kind of temporary lane change is not allowed, but the car of F is different from that of ordinary Americans. Privileges are something that can be found in any country, especially for special dignitaries.

”Speaking of, what's the relationship between the mayor of Los Angeles and the supermarket?” Jiang Chen gloated.

In Singapore, there are not so many troubles. Since the popularization of police drones from Penglai City to Koro Island, almost all villains have lost their jobs. Even those transnational criminal gangs have stopped.

As for the tourists and troublemakers,

they are all expelled from the country, where they come from and where they go.

”it doesn't matter, but some people live like dogs. Did not contribute to this collective, steal your things, like maggots lying on you, but also a face of their own vulnerable groups. If a piece of meat is missing from the lunch box, he shamelessly poses as the host and yells that you must change it. If you are not satisfied at all, you will show off how shameless and ugly you are with your superficial intelligence quotient and vulgar language Lawrence snapped the horn and stopped at the red light.

”Are you really good at saying these words?” Jiang Chen glanced at him.