King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 876 - 787 Poison Snake

This is Joe Ga's most important task in America, also the final blow to Rashiri, while at the same time escorting Blabbermouth Thompson onto the presidential throne.

Boss Qiao hurried here after bombing the directors of Halliburton, originally wanting to enjoy a good show, but what he saw was a sordid middle-aged man being arrested for prostitution...

What is this?

Thompson knows what Boss Qiao wants to see, he shakes his head with a smile and says, "Boss, releasing emails requires strategy, and the best way is to let the people around Rashiri leak them themselves, rather than us charging in bare-chested.

The internet in this world is very magical, but any evidence spread through it can be overshadowed by more explosive news.

Apart from people who genuinely hate Rashiri, ordinary people rarely take the trouble to read those abstruse emails.

The literacy rate in America is not as high as people imagine, and there are even more people with reading disabilities.

American elections are actually about slogan and publicity competition, both sides slinging mud at each other, and to a large extent, their supporters see it as a form of political persecution.

This tactic can sometimes even backfire because Rashiri can completely deny the origins of those emails.

So, there must be official involvement, confirming that the emails come directly from Rashiri's own hand, to really sway those undecided votes towards Blabbermouth Thompson, the 'less rotten' guy."

Saying this, Thompson looks at Joe Ga with an odd expression and says with a smile, "Sir, you don't really believe these emails can topple Rashiri and her backers, do you?

No one will allow such a thing to happen!

Because once Rashiri falls because of the emails, others involved will also have to take responsibility, and they can't bear it!

In America, there are 6 ambassadors who have donated to the Raritan family foundation and then received positions.

At the same time, Rashiri has made deals with many big shots, including many politicians in Europe.

She used her position in the State Department, her strong stance in diplomacy, to through political means help many large corporations attain a lot of unreasonable gains around the world.

Once Rashiri falls, those big corporations will also be drawn into investigations, a situation nobody can accept."

Joe Ga certainly knows Rashiri is untouchable. This old lady's identity and past, along with her formidable husband, have made her, in fact, a key figure—pull one hair and the whole body is affected is not a joke.

Rashiri and the interest group behind her, through so many years of cooperation, have already formed an untouchable situation.

Cutting off her chance to become president is victory enough; sending her to jail is impossible, let alone physically eliminating her.

The president of America can die, but presidential candidates cannot!

Everyone knows the two major parties in America are fiercely competitive, but many are unaware that there is both competition and cooperation between the two.

They don't mind throwing dirt on each other, but they would absolutely not resort to physically eliminating each other, for once Pandora's box is opened, things become uncontrollable.

Once Rashiri dies, the newly ascending Blabbermouth Thompson will definitely initiate an investigation immediately.

Even if the real culprit isn't found, all those with suspicions will be dragged out for a thorough ordeal, to express his stance and appease the anger of the Democrats.

Joe Ga looks at Thompson, who has a slightly concerned look in his eye, knowing this guy must have guessed the explosion on Financial Street is related to his own boss.

This guy is a real old hand; even if he has a hunch about some things, he would never ask.

Now he's worried that his own boss might give up the political maneuvering of the past and turn to seek cruder, more violent methods.

Such methods might work elsewhere, but they have no market in America.

And violence attracts violence, blood attracts blood—it's a law!

Once a person gets used to such methods, it escalates and never ends well.

Joe Ga, a keen man, senses Thompson's worries and thus shakes his head with a smile, saying, "I just want to know how you're going to expose those emails?"

Thompson shrugs his shoulders slightly, smiles, and says, "Boss, you have to believe there are still people in this world with a sense of justice.

That guy who got caught happens to be the husband of Rashiri's famous female assistant, and he's also a lawyer.

He's a cross-dresser and likes to film videos, as well as harass underage girls online.

He likes to send pictures of himself naked to girls after obtaining their contact information to sexually harass them.

Over the past few years, he has been accused of sexual harassment many times, but in the end, it always fizzled out.

Coincidentally, this guy and his wife, Rashiri's assistant, use the same cloud storage space.

We don't need to risk dispersing the emails, and baseless 'rumors' don't have absolute killing power.

But we can place the emails into that guy's cloud space. Guess what the police will do when they think they have caught a cross-dresser, check his computer, and then discover a folder marked 'top secret' in his cloud storage?"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga wipes the sweat from his forehead and shakes his head, "I would definitely open it to check..."

"When I realize I've touched something so dangerous, I'll find a way to let more colleagues and superiors see it.

Only when a certain number of people know, can I ensure my safety!"

Thompson listened and smiled, nodding his head. "If I were those cops, I would use the fact that this guy's victims are all over America to inform the FBI to get involved..."

While speaking, Thompson looked at the awestruck Joe Ga and smiled, "Sir, you're the best boss I've ever seen at leveraging benefits and relationships; you really shouldn't get overly involved in high-risk affairs.

Leave this kind of thing to me; it's what intelligence operatives do..."

Joe Ga nodded, then shook his head and said, "The definition of 'risk' varies in everyone's heart.

But I've taken your warning to heart...

This morning, I'm taking a plane out of America to Iraq; I estimate Dorian and his people are quite anxious now."

As he spoke, Joe Ga got up and looked at Thompson, saying, "That Anna performed well; observe her for a while, then decide for yourself whether to use her or not."

Thompson understood Joe Ga's hint—it was to ensure that Anna wouldn't let out the information about Joe Ga purposely sabotaging the gold truck.

He smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, boss. We'll all keep a low profile for a while.

With so many things happening lately, the Department of Homeland Security, the FBI, and even the CIA are all extremely busy.

Our mission is basically complete. Have the people from the farm coordinate with Bayar to fulfill our contract; my presence doesn't matter.

It's a good time for me to go home and see my wife and kids. I'll take Anna with me.

Let her understand the corporate culture of P.B. from the sidelines; it'll be easy to get her to join us."

By showing his wife and kids to boss Joe at this time, he was showing his loyalty.

Joe Ga pretended not to understand Thompson's meaning. He patted this always tired-looking old man on the shoulder and said with a laugh, "Then I'll leave everything here to you. That transvestite won't last, right?"

Thompson chuckled enigmatically, "I'm not sure, it depends on his wife and her boss's wishes.

People who betray Rashiri usually don't end up too well, not to mention this guy indeed knows some secrets about Rashiri..."

Joe Ga nodded in admiration. This guy was very good at understanding people's hearts.

He was manipulating people's personalities and professional inertia to push things to develop in the direction he wanted.

This subtle approach was seamless. If Joe Ga himself didn't say it, Rashiri would probably never know she had been sabotaged by P.B. She would only think there were fools in her camp!

At this point, boss Joe finally started to fully recognize the importance of the intelligence center led by Thompson.

Due to his personality and thinking logic, boss Joe used to round up people to join forces, then use a big trend to crush his opponents.

But now, Joe Ga saw another way of doing things. It was also about circling, only Thompson circled to find the opponent's weakness, then pounced like a Poison Snake to bite, quickly withdrawing, and watching the opponent slowly succumb to the poison.

In the past, Joe Ga disdained underhanded tactics because he had the upper hand and could do as he pleased.

But with the rapid expansion of his power, his opponents' strength would also increase.

People like Harlotte, you could dispose of them, but not someone like Rashiri.

At this moment, the role of Thompson was evident. Without giving the opponent a grasp on you, inject the poison into their system and let them gradually weaken.

This was another way of securing victory!

Joe Ga put on a big pair of sunglasses and touched the fake mustache on his lips. He smiled and hugged Thompson, saying, "Then I'll leave everything here to you. After things settle down, remind me to give you a raise..."

Thompson nodded with a smile, "I think so too. My kids are enrolled in several training classes; God knows why it costs so much money to learn Chinese.

My daughter studied for three months, and every Chinese character she learns costs me 500 US Dollars.

My eldest son is a bit better, but it's still not cheap...

You know the shooting training class I enrolled them in only cost me 2000 bucks in total, and now my son can achieve pretty good results with an AR15."

Joe Ga laughed heartily, "Knowledge here is too expensive. You know, in China children learn English for free.

My hometown tries to provide as many opportunities as possible through education, to prevent kids from falling too far behind the elite, while America is using education to create a structurally impoverished population.

Believe it or not, once America's hegemony wavers, and top talents no longer come here with their families of their own volition, America will decline more rapidly...

Just the fact that you're having your children learn Chinese proves you're a foresighted dad.

Of course, P.B. won't reimburse you for tuition, but I can offer you a bit of P.B. Bank's inside investment shares, 1 million US Dollars—I'll front it for you.

Our fund and bank are about to make some big moves. As long as we win smoothly, the money for your children's Chinese lessons will be settled..."