章 1238: Five Million and The Candidate

In an unknown mansion on Ange Island, two men sat across from each other. The coffee table in the middle was filled with recent newspapers and election materials.

Okesi looked at the documents in his hand quietly, frowning from time to time.

The suited African-American sitting across from him was McDonald, someone from North America's "The Voice of Black". From their name, it was not difficult to guess the nature of the organization.

I heard that they are supported by some company on Wall Street.

Okesi also heard that the Capitol may be behind them.

But who cares? 

At least Okesi did not care.

However, their request this time was really difficult.