Later, FBl and ClA told him that the attack was indeed true.

At the same time, people on Abel's side also notified the White House, saying that Abel had really been attacked.

Only then did George become worried.

While he was doing what he should do as the owner of the White House and the commander-in-chief of the United States.

Until the second night when it happened.

It was only now that George was finally free and made a special trip over.

In other words, before this incident happened, it had basically nothing to do with George.

In this great drama directed by Abel, Datong Shengsheng is just a passive and supporting supporting character.

From Abel's perspective, George's cooperation was very good.

After listening to these explanations from Abel.

George stood up and gave Abel's bandaged right hand a few more strokes.

Abel screamed in pain a few times in cooperation.

"Ahhhh--be gentle!"

Seeing Abel's childish look, George just felt a headache.

"What are the benefits of doing such a trick? Is it just for fun? But if it is exposed by chance, the result will not be so wonderful!!"

"ha--"

Abel smiled and looked at the helpless expressions of everyone in the room.

"Of course there are some benefits. For example, in terms of business... Didn't you see that the shareholders of California Pacific Electric softened their attitude after they were sure that I was still alive after the attack? This is one of the benefits."

"In addition, I regard this matter as a big test. The results of the test can help me make some correct judgments."

"As for the risk of exposure... There is no airtight wall in the world, of course there is such a possibility. But..."

Abel said seriously: "The enemy's al-Qaeda organization intends to attack influential Americans. First of all, it is true. The female reporter is the one who made the accusation, and this is also true. At that time, Staples Center reported

There was a huge explosion and explosives exploded. At least hundreds of thousands of people in Los Angeles heard it. This is also true!"

"No matter who checks these things, the results will be the same. In this process, the only fake things are the female reporter's bomb and my injuries."

Looking at the elders, they still looked helpless.

Abel had no choice but to change his tone: "Okay, okay... I admit, I was naive this time and caused such a mess. But there is no way, who told me that I am not even 22 years old now! I still

A child!"

Abel's slightly rogue tone made everyone in the room feel helpless and reminded of his age.

Everyone who was in the dark under some lamps finally woke up——

No matter how powerful Abel was or what achievements he created.

But in fact, his real age is really less than 22 years old.

At the age of twenty-two, 99.99999999% of Americans have achievements at this age that are not even 0.0001% of Abel's.

George remembered when he was 22 years old, less than a year after graduating from college.

In order to avoid the recruitment of Yuezhange issued by the United States at that time, in order to avoid going to fight abroad.

Herbert also used up some connections and resources at the time and sent George to the Texas National Guard, thus avoiding George's military service.

This is George's 22nd.

Alexander was about the same age as George. When he was 22 years old, he was a little better than George. At least he was not serving in the National Guard, but in the federal army.

But Alex also used some small tricks to prevent Alexander from going to Vietnam to fight even if he was serving.

In other words, the two fathers would be twenty-two years old, if not for the help of their families.

Then they may have already been on the battlefield in Vietnam and may have sacrificed their lives.

Compared with the two of them, Alex and Herbert's twenty-two years were undoubtedly much more exciting.

But compared with Abel, it was nothing.

Most Americans, or most of humanity.

At this age, many of them are still "children".

But Abel has already achieved this level of success.

So much so that everyone, even his relatives, subconsciously forgot his age.

I forget that he is actually very young, technically speaking he can be said to be a child.

"Okay, okay..."

George was reminded of the childishness he had felt at his age

"Why--"

The American commander sighed, then looked at Abel: "

What are your plans next? If you want to perform the play, do it in full. I think you need my cooperation. If you want my cooperation to be good, you'd better tell me your plans."

"Don't be like this." Abel said with a smile:

"This is also good for you. After today, at least within two months, you will be able to speak the truth again in the United States."

George laughed.

"It's not that simple. At most, my voice can be louder only on some major issues, especially external matters."

"I plan to give a public interview in a few days."

Abel expressed his plan: "You do your thing from now on, and I'll do mine. We all have a bright future, don't we?"

Abel's few simple words had already made George understand his plan.

"Okay." George could only say, "That's all we can do for the time being."

The commander-in-chief knew that he would need to ask ClA and FBl to help cover up the situation.

This is not difficult, thanks to 9/11.

Today, George has a very strong grasp of these intelligence agencies.

In addition, his father was also the boss of ClA back then and had many connections in the US intelligence agency.

All combined, George can be said to be the commander-in-chief with the strongest control over various official U.S. intelligence agencies in history.

Moreover, the donkey party forces and elephant party forces in these institutions must be willing to cooperate with us in this kind of matter.

This is also the reason why George was able to know the essence of Abel's attack at the first time.

"Then let's do it." George looked at Abel and then at everyone. "After being messed with by this guy, I will be very busy again in the next month. Dear Alex, Alexander, and

Dear Alia, Emily, I will leave first."

The members of the Smith family all smiled and nodded to Mr. T&T.

George couldn't understand his hatred and patted Abel's bandaged right hand several more times.

This time Abel didn't even bother to cooperate, and his right hand was obviously not really injured.

George shook his head, nodded to his father Herbert, turned around and left the room.

After walking out of Abel's room, he went down to the first floor.

The originally cheerful expression on the face of the leading student at T&T became serious.

Walking out of the house, facing the eyes gathered on him outside the house.

The owners of these sights include some local Texas giants.

Seeing the serious and solemn expression on George's face.

Coming over from Austin with Herbert, Rodriguez McKison of the Texas Consortium, this old guy was the first to speak.

"George...oh, how is Mr. Mr. Smith doing?"

Someone spoke, but others fell silent and looked at George.

George's face was heavy and his voice was not so light.

"The situation is very bad. But it's still controllable... Just like the doctor said, it's not life-threatening. But I may need to rest for a month or two. Those damn KBFZ, they really deserve to go to hell!!"

Seeing George's "sad and angry" reaction.

Many people present looked obviously relieved.

But there are also many people who sigh secretly in their hearts.

"That's right. They are all a group of guys who deserve to go to hell and be tortured by Satan."

Davis Brown, who breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and said with a smile.

As a Texas consortium, Davis presided over the merger with the Smith consortium.
To be continued...