Winter, early morning, London.

The sky is as gloomy as ever, as if it is weighing on people's heads.

There were tiny pieces of rain or snow floating in the sky. Pedestrians going to work in the morning had to raise their collars and shrink their necks to keep themselves warm.

The trees on both sides of the street were sparsely hung with a few withered yellow leaves, which were blown down by the wind.

In this kind of weather, I had to get up early in the morning to go to work. Although the streets were full of people in a hurry, there were not many sounds. Obviously, no one had any desire to talk.

At this moment, a car stopped at the entrance of Downing Street.

The car door opened, and ten beautiful-looking women wearing windbreakers stood side by side walking on the street, immediately attracting the attention of passers-by.

In the miserable winter morning, I suddenly saw so many beautiful girls, which immediately refreshed the pedestrians.

It was a beautiful girl. Each of them was holding a pole over three meters high, with something rolled on it, which looked like a flag.

However, because it was rolled up, I couldn't see what it was written on, but everyone still guessed what these beauties were for at the first time.

*** Demonstration!

I saw the girls standing on the ground, stamping their feet, placing the poles on the ground, and untied the straps. Just as everyone stretched their necks to see what was on the flag, ten beauties suddenly began to take off their windbreakers.

buttons.

While the pedestrians were stunned, ten beauties suddenly dropped their windbreakers on the ground and stood naked on the spot.

Wow!

Ness! There were screams of exclamation in the streets. If you guys are so stupid, then I won’t be sleepy anymore!

The ten beauties didn't care about the looks of passers-by. After all, the buyer had spent a lot of money, otherwise they wouldn't have stood naked in the cold wind on such a cold day.

Shivering, the beauties immediately picked up the flagpole on the ground and ran without saying a word.

As expected of someone who spent a lot of money to hire him, his movements are swift and his dribbling and breakthrough movements are so graceful. The ball swings left and right, erratic, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Long live Ireland!

Northern Ireland is the Northern Ireland of the Irish!

Northern Ireland people stand up and resist the oppression of England!

Get the British government out of Northern Ireland!

Self-determination for the people of Northern Ireland!

The beauties shouted and moved their long legs, shaking them, instantly becoming the most beautiful girls on the street!

There is never a shortage of reporters near Downing Street. These reporters have enough news acumen that they start clicking the shutter almost as soon as the beauties get off the car.

This scene is the most beautiful scene in the morning and will not be missed.

It stayed on the camera forever and will soon appear in the newspapers.

The British police officers here in Downing Street may have been focused on this moving beauty, and their response speed was somewhat slower than usual.

Of course, maybe they don't want to destroy this beauty so quickly.

Things have happened, why not have some fun.

So, after waiting for the beauties to run up to the police, the police rushed out and prepared to make a passionate ‘arrest!

There is absolutely no other intention. It is illegal to run naked in the city center and must be caught!

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As a professionally trained police officer, you must not laugh at this time!

Hold it in, rub your hands, and then rush out.

What the police didn't expect was that the beauties would not let them catch them. According to the requirements from above, they started running naked with flags and calculated the money by the second. From the moment the police arrested them, the price doubled!

In other words, from now on, every second they spend on the street can make money!

The beauties threw away their flags and turned around and ran away, like slippery fish. Well, if you touch them, they are indeed slippery.

The police shouted to stop, the beauties were screaming, the people on the street were laughing loudly, and the reporters were clicking

Photograph.

The beauties also worked hard to make money, and they just wormed their way into the crowd. They didn't care whether passers-by took the opportunity to touch them, as long as they helped to block the police.

This time, the streets were really buzzing with excitement...it was so lively.

Due to the obstruction of pedestrians on the street, these pot-bellied police officers could not catch up with these beauties for a while. Soon, the chaos began to spread from Downing Street to the surrounding areas.

The beauties had planned in advance and immediately dispersed and ran away after rushing out!

While running, he shouted slogans at the same time, for no other reason than to create a bigger topic!

It took half an hour until all the beauties were caught by the police. If it weren't for the beauties, they wouldn't be able to run away.

The dozen or so streets around were all in chaos. The excitement was so beautiful that countless people were following behind to watch the game.

It's lively like a football game...

As expected, the news soon began to spread at an incredible speed. Within a day, the whole of Europe knew about the *** tourist incident. By the way, the story of the Northern Ireland people's suicide also spread throughout Europe and the United States.

I don’t know if my political sensitivity is really that high, or if I am just a guilty conscience thief.

As soon as this incident occurred, the Major team in Downing Street immediately targeted an American man who did not want to be named with suspicion.

Perhaps it was because Sean's arrival finally brought changes to the world. The Iron Lady resigned a year earlier than originally planned, but John Major became the new Prime Minister as history did.

But it was obvious that this guy didn't have a good impression of Sean who was behind the scenes. Instead, he immediately planned to attack Sean's power after taking the stage.

In Major's words, no one can be knocked down twice by the same stone, let alone the Great Imperial Government!

Now that trouble has arisen, think of ways to move this rock away in advance.

Did those women tell the messenger? Major asked, holding the phone.

They didn't know who the main messenger was, but someone found them separately and paid a sum of money to hire them. After two days of training, they started working. The head of the police department on the other side reported.

Well, I really shouldn't hold out hope. Major sighed, then calmed down and said: From now on, the police must pay more attention. This kind of thing should not be an exception, and similar things should happen again.

It must be dealt with promptly, I don't want it to have such a big impact again.

In addition, be careful of terrorist attacks launched by the Northern Ireland Liberation Organization.

I understand, Mr. Prime Minister, do you have any other orders? The police chief asked again.

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Well, you'd better strengthen the police force in Belfast. Major urged again.

Belfast, the capital of Northern Ireland.

After hanging up the phone, Major sighed with a headache. He never thought that things could be kept hidden forever. The umbrella is not a vegetarian, and the network of connections is spread all over the world.

Americans are not just decorations.

The most ideal result is after the United Nations General Assembly is convened. Even if it is not close, at least it will be after these small countries submit their applications together.

He really didn't expect that after such a long time, these lazy guys from Southeast Asia were still dawdling, and they didn't even have time to contact the Africans!

British bureaucracy is already slow enough, but the speed really depends on who you compare with!

It really all depends on the help of my peers!

Cursing the Malay Sultan and the Asan government for a while, Major shook his head and continued to pick up the phone, this time calling the CIA.

He asked the CIA to pay close attention to Gerry Adams' whereabouts.

Gerry Adams, leader of the Northern Ireland Liberation Organization, a former armed struggle faction and now a referendum faction, has the highest prestige among independent organizations in Northern Ireland and is an old rebel.

Since last year, the British government has made it illegal to broadcast the voices of members of the illegally banned Irish Parliamentary Organization and Sinn Féin leaders.

The reference is to Gerry Adams, whose voice will be heard from now on.

I need to pinch it off and repeat it again with another anonymous person.

This is just taking off your pants and farting!

If you want to ban it, be more thorough, just like Sean's hometown in his previous life...

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Mr. Gerry Adams, this is your tourist visa! At the U.S. Consulate in Northern Ireland, the service staff handed a tourist visa to Gerry Adams.

Thank you very much! Gerry Adams suppressed his excitement, nodded with a smile, and stretched out his slightly trembling hand to take the visa.

The British government exerted too much control over him.

In 1972, Adams was arrested and imprisoned without any trial, and was released on a one-year remand.

In 1973, he was arrested again without any trial and was imprisoned in Longkesa, a prison center, until 1977.

In 1983, as a representative of West Belfast, he was elected as one of the ministers of Parliament, but he had to swear allegiance to the Queen of England to take up this position, so he refused to take office.

In 1984, the assassin suffered serious injuries that could not be cured.

Gerry Adams's influence in Northern Ireland was too great. Daiying monitored him pervasively, and even reached a tacit agreement with the United States in private that the United States would not issue him any visa to the United States.
To be continued...