Chapter 903: Chapter 476: Victor’s Small Step, Justice’s Giant Leap!
March 12th.
Cuba, Havana!
At the entrance of the Capitol Hill, over 100 dia outlets from around the world have gathered here.
“This is NTV. We are reporting live from Havana on the US-xico Ceasefire agreent negotiations. However, according to insiders, the possibility of reaching an agreent in this eting is very low!”
A female reporter from Japan’s NTV National Television, dressed in an appropriate business skirt, seriously spoke into the cara.
Next to her, less than a ter away, an Iranian broadcaster wrapped in a “Hijab” was about to speak into their microphone when they heard their colleague nearby seemingly agitated. That tone… quite bitter?
All reporters are very professional, especially with foreign reporters; a small issue could lead to a diplomatic incident, yet they couldn’t resist turning their heads to look.
And what they saw next was…
A Korean?
Because the microphone had KBS (Korean Broadcasting System) written on it, which many might not imdiately recognize as the public broadcaster responsible for “Descendants of the Sun” and “Blue Love”…
At this mont, the reporter seed very agitated.
“xican violence hinders the progress of civilization, and to speak frankly, the justice led by the United States and South Korea is being destroyed!”
Oh, a… Comparing myself with the richest person, I am like the richest man.
Does South Korea also uphold justice?
Half of them engage in prostitution dostically, while most run KTVs abroad, organizing prostitution.
His greatest utility is that he can provide jokes for people.
The Korean reporter’s voice grew louder, and all the nearby colleagues looked on with so annoyance…
The voice is really loud!
Maybe, the Koreans think the world belongs to them.
“Victor is truly an ill-mannered guy!”
The Korean reporter, filled with strong personal emotions, couldn’t help but insult Victor directly.
This angered the xican TV station’s female reporter who already had a distaste for him. To the cara operator’s shock, she hurled the microphone at the Korean man.
Bang!
A sound!
Direct hit on his head, and the sound was sowhat like an immature fruit.
“Assib!”
The Korean grabbed his head and cried out in pain, glaring as he turned around, only to see a shadow rushing towards him. A high-heeled foot kicked at… his vitals!
All the n present tightened their pupils, feeling the pain.
The Korean’s face turned red, collapsing to the ground curled up like a cooked shrimp, his eyes starting to go blank, pupils dilating…
This…
Could really kick soone to death!
Yet the female reporter still unsatisfied, continued to kick the Korean on the ground, cursing in Spanish, “General Victor is not soone you can talk about, short man!”
“Stop… stop!”
The Korean reporter’s team mbers hurriedly pushed her away, “Don’t you know about freedom of speech? We have the right to speak!”
“Then I also have the right to rip your mouths apart!”
The xican female reporter aggressively charged forward, actually starting to pull the other person’s hair, and her colleagues who ca with her also joined in to help!
For a while…
It was chaos.
But where is this? The Cuban Congress Building. Within a minute, the guards on duty rushed over and brought them under control.
“She! This woman is a madman, she started it first!” The Korean caraman’s mouth was swollen; nobody knew the size of the slap he received.
“Who told you to insult General Victor? I’m telling you, I’m not on my period today, otherwise I’d have covered you in red luck!”
The guards, hearing they were xican, knew what to do.
Now who doesn’t know Cuba and xico are as tight as pants and belt? The leading Lieutenant waved his hand and took them all away, but one side was roughly pulled, while the other was gently taken.
The reporters on scene could all see it…
“Cubans are fickle!” a reporter whispered, “xicans aren’t good people either.”
His colleague beside him hurriedly covered his mouth, frightened.
This small skirmish was still recorded by soone, after all, there were over 100 reporters on scene, many of whom were streaming live…
The xican female reporter’s fierce appearance was indeed sowhat frightening.
Once the scene was cleaned up, about ten minutes later, at 10:07 AM.
The motorcade carrying the United States delegation arrived at the entrance of the Congress Building.
A group of reporters rushed up, starting to take pictures, completely forgetting the brawl that had happened just monts ago…
What does that count for?
For news, fighting? Brawls? Those are just minor things.
The Special Service bodyguards stepped out from the passenger seat, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes, wearing suits, bulging at the waist, carrying equipnt. Exactly what was unknown, as delegations to other countries, the friendly ones might allow firearms, while the unfriendly… even carrying sothing smaller would be deed overkill.
Permit to add a note here: because the Special Service’s recent performance has been trash, so many people were killed in the national park bombing, they faced much questioning, the Director was directly punished, charged with dereliction of duty, and the FBI intervened to investigate, as soone suspected the Director was involved.
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