CXnovel #494 - The world of martial arts is all about fighting and killing!
#494 - The world of martial arts is all about fighting and killing!
Watching Joachim von Ribbentrop and other Mexicans with ill-concealed malice.
The American representative barely suppressed his panic...
Because...
They really might attack.
The one who used to curse and fight at the UN was Saddam, nicknamed 'The Flying Colonel,' famous for his 'Crow Sitting on a Plane' move, and also for being filial... in reverse.
However, he got beaten up in the Gulf War and has been much more low-key since.
But the Mexicans next door are getting more and more... outrageous!
Since the Cold War, the United States has wanted to express its opinions with violence, but unfortunately, it can only bully others. When it really meets a tough opponent, it's like this...
All bark and no bite!
"This is America, Joachim, what do you want?"
"America? It's not like we haven't invaded before. If you said you were the Soviet Union, I might be scared. I thought I was seeing a ghost. You're telling me you're America, so what, you gonna give me attitude?"
"One more word out of you, and I'll give you a left-right hook combo right here at the door," Joachim von Ribbentrop pointed at him, not holding back at all.
Diplomacy?
External martial arts exchange.
They also know a little about fisticuffs when they meet someone they don't like.
The American representative's face turned red, his eyes looking at the security guards in the distance. They were standing too far away! He cursed 'shit' in his mind, wanting to leave, but not forgetting to throw in a parting shot, "Mexico is a country, not a bandit! In the United Nations, you still need to maintain basic etiquette!"
After speaking, without waiting for Joachim von Ribbentrop to reply, he ran into the meeting room in a slightly disheveled manner.
He could still be heard telling the person next to him, "We are civilized people, there's no need to argue with him."
"Thank you, Mr. Joachim," the Cuban representative next to him quickly said.
"You're welcome. We of the Human Progress and Innovation Convention Organization can't let NATO bully us, can we? If there's anything unfair, just say it. Mexico is behind you. If they play it soft, we'll play it soft. If they play it hard, hmph hmph hmph, two regiments of missiles were just transported to your territory."
I have missiles, what am I afraid of?
Who's afraid of who!
Joachim von Ribbentrop had a phone call with the general. Viktor's intention was to let him be "bold" on this "return" to the United Nations, and let more than two hundred countries around the world see the demeanor of the victor.
The 'Human Progress and Innovation Convention Organization' needs more members.
Near the end...
Viktor told him a little secret.
Mexico's three major intelligence agencies, in coordination with Angel, the 'American traitor' in a key position, are planning to launch 'Ottawa Spring' in Canada, to break the relationship between the government and the people, and then...
Support a very small number of 'anti-American elements' to seize high positions...
When the time comes, invite them to join the 'Human Progress and Innovation Convention Organization,' and surround North America from three sides!
The Americans will have no way to escape.
Of course, this is just a plan.
Although Viktor just mentioned it casually, Joachim von Ribbentrop was very excited. If it really goes as he said...
America...
Will be completely reduced to a second-rate country.
The general also promised him that he would return to serve as Minister of Foreign Affairs, which made Mr. Joachim start staring with both eyes wide open from the moment he woke up. His secretary asked him what was wrong.
He said he wanted to fight the Americans.
"Then let's go in now..." the Cuban delegation said, about to push open the door, but was stopped by the Mexican Deputy Representative Arthur Zimmermann, who looked at his watch, "Justice always makes its appearance at the last moment."
"How about we have a drink in the restaurant? There are still forty minutes or so."
Joachim von Ribbentrop pulled up his sleeve and looked at his watch, "Wait five more minutes."
"If we wait any longer, it'll start..."
"If they don't start, how will they know I'm late?"
Uh...
The people of the Cuban delegation looked at each other...
Teacher, although I skip class, although I smoke, although I hang out with bad kids (Mexico), I am really a good student.
These five minutes were very difficult...
It's like you're taking a shit and you always feel like you haven't finished.
"Let's go."
Joachim von Ribbentrop stood up and straightened his suit. The Cuban representative jumped up immediately, with a flattering smile, "I'll lead the way."
Inside the conference room.
Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali sat in the main seat wearing glasses. He glanced around and immediately saw that there was an empty seat in the second row, with 'MX' written on it, which is the abbreviation for Mexico.
The first row is where the five great philanthropists sit.
?
"Has the Mexican representative not arrived yet?"
As soon as he spoke, everyone looked at the empty seat. Next to it sat a Japanese dog, who shifted his butt uncomfortably, with an awkward smile on his face.
Bang!
The American representative was just about to say something sarcastic when he heard the door being pushed open.
(Crow-style entrance).
Joachim von Ribbentrop walked up with a full aura, followed by a group of people, looking like they were there to cause trouble.
"You're late," Boutros Boutros-Ghali said with a frown.
"You started the meeting early. Isn't today supposed to be welcoming Mexico back to the United Nations? What? You were planning to start the meeting before we arrived?"
Without waiting for the other party to finish, he nodded to Brother Dong next to him as a sign of goodwill.
This scene...
Was seen by many people, with different feelings.
The Americans narrowed their eyes, staring fiercely at the rabbit opposite, looking like they wanted to eat him.
In early April, Mexico announced a 'package of livelihood facilities plan,' which is expected to invest 300 billion pesos, or 150 billion US dollars, within fifteen years, for highways, national roads, tap water into cities, power facilities, and other aspects.
And many European and American business owners are eyeing this money.
Whoever eats this piece of fat will be full.
They thought the other party would compete, but who knew that on May 7, they directly announced in-depth cooperation with Dongda's company, which would be fully responsible for it, reportedly accounting for 45% of this big order, with the remaining 55% handed over to Mexican domestic construction companies.
This made many people envious... Rumor has it that many large consortia expressed their dissatisfaction with their government's 'policies' towards Mexico.
Such as the famous German 'Hochtief'.
Sweden's 'Skanska'.
All are well-known construction companies.
Viktor's brain works very well, and he is not afraid that Dongda will default, so he directly allocated the first 40 billion US dollars, and the remaining 275 billion will be paid in installments.
Rabbit: Big brother! Big brother! Big brother! You give money, you are my big brother!
The last time I saw someone giving money so generously was still the local tyrant.
On the surface, it looks like Viktor is 'hugging thighs,' but if someone looks closely at the layout, it's different. In mid-April, the Mexican wholly-owned enterprise 'Aperture Technology' settled in Pengcheng, a coastal city, covering an area of 2 million square meters, which can solve the employment problem of more than 100,000 people.
Other companies have also been established in more than a dozen cities in Dongda, but they all belong to 'Aperture Technology,' with a large investment, reportedly exceeding 6 billion US dollars.
Who would believe there is no cooperation here?
Oh, by the way, the behind-the-scenes boss of Aperture Technology is Viktor, but he gave shares to Casarez and Cuauhtémoc, only dividends. If they take advantage of the east wind, it is expected that in ten years, these companies will be worth hundreds of billions or even trillions of US dollars.
Because many are high-tech.
Viktor has exchanged a lot with points, for example, he plans to produce the 'Pentium processor' that Intel will launch next year in Pengcheng and Mexico City, directly seizing the market.
Including mobile phone manufacturing companies, etc.
Viktor is not 'praising,' but knows where the future economic trend is.
The rabbit will also transport some agricultural and sideline products to Mexico by sea, and even send expert groups to guide their agriculture. What country is better at farming than them?
They were originally invited to join the 'Human Alliance,' but because of some political pressure, it was blown. But Cambodia came in...
Becoming the 6th member country besides Cuba, Venezuela, Palestine, Niger, and Ivory Coast.
Although not explicitly stated, the relationship between the two sides is rapidly warming up.
Viktor's name has been seen on the news broadcast time and time again.
The United States is slowly being cut up.
"Where do I sit?"
Joachim von Ribbentrop stood in the middle, looking left and right, "Oh, the second row." He glanced at the Japanese flag next to him, curled his lips, and looked at Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali, "Sir, change the position, I don't want to sit with the Japanese, I have a mental fetish."
"Baga!"
"Discrimination, this is discrimination! Sir, I demand the expulsion of the Mexican representative."
The Japanese jumped up, he was anxious, he stood up and shouted.
Boutros Boutros-Ghali twitched his mouth, expel him? Do you know how much trouble it took to get him back?
When he participated in the 'US-Mexico negotiations' in Cuba, he actually talked with Casarez privately.
That fat man...
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In his words, he wanted to create a 'new United Nations'.
Although it is impossible, can the makeshift team that is created compare with this one? (This one is about the same.)
But it will be embarrassing.
In the future, whoever is unhappy will create a 'new United Nations' by themselves, do you still want face?
What is it called when you go out to mess around?
Ex-wife.
Especially a big country with nuclear weapons.
Therefore, Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali tried his best to appease him, and it took a lot of effort to get him back. You still want to kick him out?
I think you are Hirohito meeting MacArthur—unable to distinguish who is the father!
Boutros Boutros-Ghali ignored the Japanese request, you are making trouble in such a small place?
He looked around with some embarrassment...
"These are all arranged positions, Joachim."
"I'll just change a place, is that too much to ask?"
"Where do you want to sit?"
This tone is too soft.
Not strong at all, at least you are the leader of the world's largest organization, although some people in the community below disagree with you, but you have to be tough.
Joachim von Ribbentrop's eyes swept over everyone, and finally stared at the American representative, whose face collapsed.
"Don't worry, I don't want your seat, I'll just sit behind you, I want to switch with South Korea."
That is, move horizontally.
But the Koreans felt insulted, when has my great Republic of Korea suffered such grievances?
He looked at his own father, but his father didn't turn his head, just showing the back of his head.
"Humph!"
The Korean took all the signs on the table in his hand with a gloomy face and moved next to Japan.
Joachim von Ribbentrop sat behind the American representative just like that, his eyes always looking at the back of the other's head.
The American sitting in front felt a little chilly on his back.
Dong dong dong~
Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali knocked on the table, "Everyone, the three-month US-Mexico War has come to an end under the mediation of all parties, and I hope that all parties will remain calm. War is not the main theme, mankind needs peace, and you don't want the earth to be devastated, do you?"
This battle...
Almost turned into another melee.
Many NATO countries wanted to enter the field, especially the United Kingdom called the most happily, wanting to send the army to come, but they were all rejected by the United States.
Don't I know what kind of stuff those are?
If they come, will they fight to the last American?
Then the war will not be stopped just by saying it will stop...
Therefore, it was strongly rejected. The British cabinet actually planned to 'force' the dispatch of troops, of course, the outside world does not know these things, but they dare not take this risk.
The British have coveted this land in North America for a long time.
Canada is still a governor-general...
The relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States is not as good as it seems on the surface.
Fighting a war in the United States, anyway, it is not their own who are destroyed, why not do it.
Therefore, in addition to resisting Mexico, the Americans also have to face the 'ill intentions' within NATO.
"Today, we enter the first item, the issue of the coup in Haiti."
What is there to talk about.
After the 'idiot' of the Duvalier family got out, nine people were replaced in six years...
More often than I change my underwear.
Secretary-General Boutros Boutros-Ghali took the document, "Arturo Desena and his soldiers occupied Port-au-Prince, shot and killed President Joseph Nerette and his wife, and proclaimed himself president..."
This name sounds so familiar!
Joachim von Ribbentrop's eyebrows jumped hard.
I feel like I've heard it!
Sure enough, Boutros Boutros-Ghali glanced at him and continued, "Arturo Desena is the main speaker of the Mexican Southern Drug Traffickers' Government, and also the chief of the famous drug trafficking organization Los Zetas."
"He has sent someone to report to the United Nations."
As he spoke, he saw a black man standing up in the back, wearing a suit that was much larger than himself, very inappropriate, looking a little timid.
He sat very biased, almost near the door.
Joachim von Ribbentrop narrowed his eyes.
Whitewashing?
That guy wants to be president!
If there are no actual interests in the UN meeting, not many people will care. Haiti?
Many people don't even know where the hell that place is.
But it makes Mexico feel very embarrassed. You, a drug dealer, don't wait to be shot by the righteous division, but you run away?
You... bold!
"Mexico objects!"
Joachim von Ribbentrop stood up, his face stern. "Drug dealers and bastards are no different. We will not forgive those who whitewash the people who have caused great harm to the Mexican people. This is an insult and a provocation to us. I will not allow it, the National Palace will not allow it, and neither will the 120 million people of Mexico."
Hearing his words, the Haitian representative panicked.
"The United Nations will not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries. This is a basic principle!" the American said, adhering to the idea that if the other side opposes, I agree.
"Do you believe what you're saying? Have you interfered in others' affairs any less? You are the same as the Haitian drug dealers, a bunch of beasts!"
Diplomacy?
Can't you curse in diplomacy?
There's no rule against it, right?
The Korean banged hard on the table to express his protest, and Japan followed suit, "Insult, this is an insult..."
Those two dog brothers were extremely irritating.
Joachim von Ribbentrop grabbed a chair, grabbed!
Uh?
Grab!
Damn, it's welded down!
Damn, did they have to be so professional?
He pointed at the Koreans and Japanese, "Are you supporting drug dealers? Or are you saying you yourselves are drug addicts?!"
There was no way to answer that.
"We are just dissatisfied with your domineering remarks. Arturo Desenne is now the President of Haiti."
"Presi... my ass!"
Joachim von Ribbentrop jumped onto the table, ran over, and kicked the Korean in the face.
"I just don't like your pancake face!"
The members of the Mexican delegation sitting behind saw the fight break out and rushed up...
People nearby were pulled in.
"F***, f***! Stop it, who hit me on the head? Who hit me!" The American representative clutched his head and shouted. He hadn't even moved, and he had taken 20 punches in 10 seconds.
Boutros Boutros-Ghali covered his face, he was already mentally and physically exhausted.
Viktor...
Look at the soldiers you brought!