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There was a thud.

The butcher weighing 250 kilograms fell heavily on the floor, like a shot put falling to the ground, causing the entire floor to tremble.

Ahem!

The butcher lay on the ground, pressing his throat, coughing violently, raising his head, and flashing an angry and shocked gaze.

"you……"

"roll!"

Hawke glanced at the butcher expressionlessly: "I am not on the throne now and I can't move you, but when I get on the throne, I will be the first to attack you."

Anyway, the butcher would not stand on his side no matter what he said.

Since it is not his person, it is the enemy.

For the enemy.

Hawke's attitude has always been clear.

As for the pharmacist?

Hawke's eyes moved upwards and landed on the pharmacist who stood aside, his eyes full of shock and began to shine differently.

Damn gay.

Hawke frowned, not polite: "Get out!"

never mind.

I was too lazy to take it off the blacklist.

After Hawke scolded him, the pharmacist instantly shuddered, returned to his senses, turned around, and walked towards the door.

The butcher covered his neck, looked back at Hawke with incompetent and furious eyes, and then left the office.

Hawke looked at the two of them leaving, smiled and sat down on the sofa beside him.

Firefox turned around, looked at Hawk sitting on the sofa, and frowned, "You should have won the pharmacist just now."

Hawke smiled.

look up.

"For what, for?"

"You don't plan to become the spokesperson for destiny?"

"Of course not."

"That……"

“No need.”

Hawke waved his hand, his tone very plain.

There are only four days left. He must complete everything he wants to accomplish within these four days, and then cooperate with George and directly handle the Destiny Organization.

so……

Election?

Choose a fart.

In just four days, how could I wait for such a complicated operation?

Just make it.

Isn't it good to be simple and crude?

Hawke wondered if he was brought into the trap by Sloan yesterday? What was he going to power? It was to embezzle the assets of the Destiny Organization. It wasn't really dedicated to God, it's still a fucking thing.

Democratic elections?

I like to be a dictator.

What?

There is no such dictatorship.

Oh.

Have you ever heard of a saying? If there are no conditions, can you just create conditions?

In terms of democracy, Hawke may not be able to play with anyone in the Federation.

But on dictatorship!

Hawke dares to say second, but no one dares to say first.

The Firefox frowned and said, "There is no need for this, have you decided to give up?"

Hawke smiled and stood up: "Give up, after my sixteenth birthday, there is no word for giving up in my dictionary. Don't worry, these three people will support me."

Firefox frowned.

"What?"

"I said the butcher, the pharmacist and the repairman will support me."

"Are you kidding?"

Firefox felt that Hawk had caused problems in some places because of the phone call just now: "The butcher and the repairman will not support you 100%. They are Sloan people. If you think, and you have completely offended you just now.

If the butcher dies, he will not support you, let alone a pharmacist."

Hawke nodded: "You're right."

Firefox nodded and said right, but his expression was not like that. Hawk shook his head: "I don't understand your ideas very much."

Hawkeha smiled: "Since the butcher and repairman here do not support me, wouldn't it be enough for me to replace the butcher and repairman who supports me?"

Since this butcher and the mechanic do not support him, then the appearance is exactly the same and can even be fake and real, which the people on earth cannot see at all, but isn’t it enough for the butcher and mechanic who support him?

Didn’t this idea open up all of a sudden?

All are simple.

All are rough.

really.

The best way to solve the problem is to solve the person who asked the problem.

Hawke thought so, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

And in the eyes of Firefox.

Hawke is probably really sick.

and……

Illness is unclear.

The Firefox shook his head: "Do you want to listen? What are you talking about..."

Hawke interrupted with a smile, "Don't worry, you'll know when the time comes. By the way, did Sloan tell you what he said just now?"

Firefox looked at Hawk seriously, and for a while, he couldn't tell what was wrong with Hawk before he said the nonsense that sounded like a fool just now. He shook his head and said, "Your mission."

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

"You are now a destiny traveler."

"I know."

Hawke waved his hand and said, "So, I just became a genius yesterday, and today, I have my mission."

Firefox nodded: "Yes."

“Not available.”

"Um?"

"I'm going out."

Hawke refused directly, looked at Firefox and said, "And, I remember, I have already performed a destiny mission, Wesley's that time, that time I did it, just pretend I did it in advance, the next round

When it was time for me, I was doing it. I still had something to do. Go out first and remember to call if you have something."

After saying that.

Hawke also said nothing, walked straight out the door with a squirt.

After all, it takes a prerequisite for his plan to succeed, that is, a butcher or repairman must have someone outside.

Otherwise, how could his plan to steal the day and change the day?

The most important point.
To be continued...