Chapter 1110 - Ungrateful (2/2)

With a gloomy expression, Kerry looked at the red line scattered across Asia that had begun to extend to South America. The red line was like a spider web, spreading from Coro Island and providing nutrients that created the despicable Celestial Trade.

“That stupid wire,” Kerry squeezed the words out between his teeth and muttered to himself in anger. “Their hands are reaching in South America! Reaching in our back garden. And our president…”

Our president…

Just then, a crazy thought suddenly formed in his mind.

This idea that had appeared before, but since he won the general election in 2004, the idea never formed in his mind again.

Once ambition was born, it would grow uncontrollably.

No.

This isn’t personal ambition.

This is for the nation.

He hesitated, and his eyes stopped at the phone at the corner of the desk.

He suddenly remembered a phone number.

That phone number belonged to an entrepreneur who once invested in him in 2004. That person had many titles, such as a well-known investor on Wall Street, such as the chairman of the Morgan Foundation…

Wall Street should be the most devastated party by the “Defense Tax”.

With that thought in his mind, he reached out to the phone.

In the Coro Island mansion, leaning on a lounge chair on the balcony, Jiang Chen put his mobile phone on the beach table, and a smirk formed on his face.

“2019 Asia-Pacific joint military exercise? It seems they’re starting to force their allies to make a choice.”

Just now, he received a message from a Ghost Agent.

The UA issued the 2019 Asia-Pacific joint military exercise document to its allies in Asia, which was scheduled to be held next month. At the same time, the 13 billion-US-dollar new-generation nuclear-powered aircraft carrier “Ford” would arrive at the Guam military base this month to participate in the exercise.

Guam was located northeast of Xin.

There was a silky swimsuit tied around her chest and waist that showed off her petite beauty. Ayesha, who carried a tray with iced orange juice, placed it next to Jiang Chen. She gently swayed her long brown hair gilded under the golden sunshine and she looked at him with her sapphire eyes. “Do you need me to do something?”

“Can you give me a massage?” Jiang Chen smiled.

Ayesha put her hands around Jiang Chen’s shoulders.

Whenever he had this expression, she knew he had the situation well under control…