Beads of sweat began to drip down the president's temples, and the hand holding the gun began to tremble more and more.
"1!" Pan Han shouted sharply.
This sound pierced through the four directions of the universe, as if it came from the long river of history, carrying unprecedented pressure, and directly penetrated into the minds of everyone in the conference room.
Some of them have heard rocket launches up close, some have flown fighter jets across the sound barrier, and some have worked as electric drillers in mines when they were young.
All the heart-shaking sounds in the world are not as loud as Pan Han's.
exaggerate!
Shocked!
It's just outrageous!
At this moment, the president seemed to have left his body. A figure floated out of his body and floated above his head. He could clearly see everything in front of him.
But he could no longer control his body or make any sound.
"2!" After a pause of a few seconds, Pan Han shouted again.
Hearing this sound, the president felt that time had stopped, and all the people and objects in front of him stopped moving.
The most important event in his life over the past few decades appeared before his eyes.
That year, he was still an innocent little virgin, and was pressed against the wall by a 298-pound girl. He struggled desperately but could not escape.
A few years later, he joined the army and came to the battlefield of Annan. The girl who was stabbed to death by him with a bayonet appeared before him again, and kept gnawing at his body with her rotten mouth.
A few years later, the president got married, had children, and had a successful career, but his parents were shot and killed by robbers. So he decided to enter politics and change the world.
Ten years later, after unremitting efforts, he was finally successfully elected as the local mayor. He was only 37 years old at that time and was full of energy and ambition!
Another ten years passed, and he worked his way up through the ranks until he finally became the governor. By then, he had made the acquaintance of many wealthy people.
In order to raise funds to run for president, he joined a political party and knelt down to serve the chaebol as a dog, licking them for twenty years until he was sixty-seven.
Finally, finally! He became the President of the United States, the commander-in-chief of the world's most powerful army.
A man who could spin silk once said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
But after he was elected president, he felt more and more that the greater the power, the more constraints he would have.
He can't deal with Congress, the courts, the unions, the military, and even certain races. He can't even touch them.
At this age, he no longer expects to do whatever he wants, but he never expected that after becoming president, he would just change to a thicker chain.
He cannot refuse the bills that the chaebol asks him to pass, otherwise his support rate will inexplicably drop.
He couldn't resist the advice given to him by the military, otherwise Air Force One might explode one day.
If you behave yourself at home, then you can show off your power internationally. Unexpectedly, the Dragon Country has risen so strongly in recent years.
The rise is not a big deal. The most troublesome thing is that Longguo is a crusher of developed countries and they also want to live a rich life.
This is too much!
The Dragon Country is feeling comfortable, but what should we, the Eagle Country and our brothers do?
What should we do with the division of labor industrial chain that was previously built?
What should we do with the Eagle-Sauce dollar hegemony and the global capital order that is being harvested?
After suppressing Long Guo for several years, they didn't kill him. Instead, a leader of the Knights suddenly appeared to challenge the president!
That night, the president roared that he would not stop until Pan Han was killed!
But now, the opportunity is right in front of you!
"Come on! Do it! I can do it!" The president came back to his senses and looked at the pistol and Pan Han's head in the crosshairs.
But the next second, another voice came: "You can't shoot, you should kneel down to Pan Han! Being a dog is not shameful."
"Shameful! So fucking shameful!"
"Why the hell are you acting so high and mighty? You've been doing it for decades."
"No! I'm the president now, I can't keep being a dog!"
"Idiot! If you don't act like a dog, you won't be the president the next day. Why don't you give it a try?"
“FUCK!”
"GO FUCK YOURSELF!"
…
"3!" Two seconds later, Pan Han shouted out the third number.
Everything was over, and the president woke up as if from a dream. He was sweating all over and looked at Pan Han panting.
The scene just now seemed like a dream.
Pan Han didn't give him another chance and immediately pulled back the gun with a look of disgust on his face.
"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it!"
"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it!"
Pan Han tapped the president's head a few times with one hand, feeling a bit disappointed with his friend.
Of course, even if the president chose to shoot, it would not cause any harm to Pan Han.
He just wanted to play with the president. If he really dared to shoot, it would not be as simple as his own death.
But even so, he still looked down on the president who didn't dare to shoot.
Is this the all-powerful global police boss?
Is this the mastermind behind the scenes who is clamoring to cause internal strife in the Knights?
Is this the mastermind who wants to kill himself?
Humph! To die at the hands of such a person is an insult to Pan Han!
At this moment, the president seemed to have had his bones and muscles pulled out, slumped in his chair, his figure suddenly becoming much shorter.
Pan Han looked at the others and said, "You all saw it. He was the one who didn't shoot. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Everyone held their breath, no one dared to speak, but everyone looked at the president with a certain degree of contempt.
However, they thought again, would they dare to shoot?
But then I thought again, it doesn’t matter. It’s best to put the blame on the president anyway.
All adverse consequences that arise in the future will be borne solely by the president.
Isn’t this the best outcome?
Who put him in this position?
What's the point of being president if you're afraid of taking the blame?
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