Evans is quite thin. He wears a close-fitting black suit on his rather thin figure. He wears bright leather shoes, a playful smile, and a strange glint in his eyes, which makes the sober members of Congress look extremely ugly.
Sober MPs even have some worries and fears.
They can almost guess that the beneficiary behind the manipulation of Representative Congress is Evans.
As for Evans's purpose of doing this, they have no idea. Even before, they and others were part of the group being manipulated.
Evans came to the podium, put his hands on both sides of the podium, and glanced at the MPs with strange expressions with a smile. He knew that the attack arranged by He-El had relieved some of the MPs who were Mind Control.
"This game is about to begin, He-El."
Evans Smiling heart.
It's just a game to make fun of the world. Loki doesn't think that Mind Control will lose if he removes some members of Congress.
When the real battle comes, it is really interesting to play with He-El and all humans and watch them panic.
"Good afternoon everyone, I believe you are very familiar with me..." Evans smiled and delivered a short speech, as if to attract parents, and did not pay too much attention to the speech of running for president, nor did he talk too much about his political policies.
However, he still received warm applause when he finished speaking.
After delivering a short speech with no practical significance, Evans walked to the other side and gave up the podium to Senate President.
Senate President banged the gavel to calm down the applause in the conference hall. After it was quiet, he looked around and said solemnly:
"Now I would like to ask He-El, the presidential candidate recommended by Civilization Party, to come on stage and express his will to run."
After finishing speaking, the conference hall fell into silence.
After a while.
Only then did everyone realize, where is He-El?
He-El did not come on stage.
He-El didn't come?
Many sober members frowned and began to look left and right, searching for He-El.
You said you were running for election but you didn't come to confirm your intention?
What's going on?
Senate President frowned and knocked the gavel again to quiet the conference hall. He looked around the conference hall and his eyes stayed on the position of Civilization Party. Indeed, he did not see He-El.
"Isn't He-El, the presidential candidate recommended by Civilization Party, present?
Representative of Civilization Party, I confirm once again that your proposed presidential candidate He-El is not here, and three times can be regarded as giving up the presidential candidacy."
"After three confirmations, He-El, the presidential candidate recommended by Civilization Party, did not appear at the scene. Confirming his intention to run for office means giving up being a presidential candidate."
'Bang!'
Senate President dropped the gavel heavily, "For the first time, the will of He-El, the presidential candidate recommended by Civilization Party, cannot be confirmed."
Many sober congressmen felt slightly panicked.
Now they, the sober members of Congress, can only rely on He-El to prevent these puppets Mind Control from becoming president and controlling the power of the country.
Now, where are the people?
Where are the He-El people?
In the conference hall, the thankful members' faces tightened and their gazes scanned, but they found no trace of He-El. They began to communicate in low voices.
What to do?
'Bang!'
Senate President's gavel was raised high and came down again, "For the second time, the will of He-El, the presidential candidate recommended by Civilization Party, cannot be confirmed."
Some sober members held down their headsets and cursed in a low voice, "What's going on? Isn't He-El going to be a presidential candidate? Why haven't you come here yet?"
"He-El has rushed over."
"The hammer is about to fall after the third strike. It's too late to rush over now."
Some sober congressmen know that they must not let the hammer fall a third time.
He-El Losing his status as a presidential candidate is equivalent to handing over the power of the country and there is no way to compete with them.
It is difficult to predict what these Mind Control ed people will do to the country after becoming president.
Suddenly!
"Everyone, look at me!" Congressman Andres Waxman from Pennsylvania jumped up to the conference table, took off his suit, twirled his hands in circles over his head, twisted his fat body hard, thrust his buttocks up and down in a funny dance, and sang a passionate song from a small town in Pennsylvania: "Oh oh~~~oh~~~oh oh~~~oh~~~"
Congressman Andres Waxman's expression was very rich and exaggerated, and his twisting fat buttocks were full of sensual impact. Mr. Popo struck the sights of the members of the conference hall, and shocked the entire conference hall for a while.
"···················" Both the sober congressmen and the mind-controlled congressmen looked at him in shock, unable to speak to themselves for a moment.
This was the first time they had seen such a passionate, fat, trembling, and rhythmic striptease.
Senate President, who was about to raise the gavel and knock it down for the third time, was stunned. The gavel was raised high in the air.
He has been in politics for more than 20 years. He has even seen members shouting and yelling at each other in the parliament hall, and he has also seen members fighting. But he has never seen such a crazy member who is so bold and unrestrained, treating this place as a striptease scene.
"Guard, take him out!!!" Senate President felt that he was insulted and his face turned red with anger. How could a member of the council who disrespected the conference hall be still here?
Even if he was Loki's Mind Control, he was not without honor and dignity.
This simply defiled this sacred chamber and this sacred and solemn meeting to select presidential candidates.
"Let me go, there are no rules that prohibit striptease in the conference hall!"
Congressman Andres Waxman's face turned red and he ran away frantically on the table of the conference hall, twisting his fat body as he ran away. He was caught by two tall and strong guards in a very dynamic manner. He kept kicking and struggling, and his leather shoes were kicked off.
"We will add to the rules and regulations afterwards that striptease cannot be performed in the conference hall." Senate President was so angry that his face turned red with anger, his hands and feet were trembling, and he was spitting out anger. "What you are committing now is interfering with the sacred regulations of the meeting to select presidential candidates!!!
Drag him away!!! Drag him away!!!"
Evans couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling very satisfied with this comical performance. The congressman who glanced at other situations and saw that someone seemed to want to take off his clothes and perform, couldn't help laughing and shook his head, saying:
"Knock it down a third time, otherwise it seems that more and more congressmen will do a collective striptease."
The angry Senate President suddenly came to his senses and looked at the many congressmen who were looking at the gavel in his hand in horror. He snorted coldly and followed Evans's order to give it a heavy hammer, declaring that He-El was disqualified as a presidential candidate.
At this moment, the door of the conference hall opened from the outside. He-El was a tall figure, with his hands slightly buttoning the buttons of his suit on his abdomen, with a broad and majestic smile on his face, he glanced at the many eyes that were looking at him, and stepped into the conference hall with a tall and majestic figure.
"Sorry, I'm here."