Rebirth: I am the American leader

“George, do you know you’ve walked back and forth in front of me twelve times? For the love of God, can you make yourself look less like the hands of my grandma’s pendulum clock?

I just came to ask about my student's whereabouts and make sure she wasn't tricked into filming some red-faced video by a filming team from Los Angeles.

That's not too much to ask, although none of us in Hell's Kitchen pay much tax.

But our school director, Tony Stark, is a real taxpayer of the Beautiful Family. "

Steve sat on the chair opposite the desk, folding his hands and staring at each other seriously.

“Also, I’ve now gone back to my hometown, you know Brooklyn? I found it to be a nice place, with cowboys, farms, gangs, and a few African brothers working on the farms.

If I don't find Judy today, I promise I'll be out of Hell's Kitchen tomorrow. And then you'll get a Hell's Kitchen that's exactly the same as before, trust me, George.

The officials won't care about the twists and turns here. They will only blame you for why the crime rate in New York will soar so much in the second half of the year. "

When he said this, Tony Stark called Pepper very cooperatively. This bastard who didn't take it too seriously even wanted to move Stark's industry to Brooklyn.

ha? George Stacey had never hated capitalists so much.

"Damn it! For the love of God, can you two calm down for a moment! And that dick face! Please let go of Officer Feloda's hand, you are fucking sexually harassing my officer!"

"Oh, your boss must have just gone through menopause, you know. Men of their age have some endocrine disorders. I think you must be very stressed. Call me after get off work. I am a responsible man."

Wade let go of the female officer's hand, who rolled her eyes at George.

Steve whispered in surprise, "Hey, Wade, how did you do it? I always thought that with your burning face, nothing like this would happen to you."

"Boss, has anyone ever said that what you said was hurtful? I just accidentally let her see my bank card balance. You know, good men will always reveal their shining points inadvertently. When it’s done.”

"Mazefak! This is the New York City Police Department, not your pornographic bar in Hell's Kitchen! Damn it, what do you think this is?

Steve, we don't have to do this. I've got all the police I can muster out. You have to give us some time. This is a police station, not God's bedroom.

You can't expect us to be like that old ass and give you whatever you want! "

Steve nodded, looked at Tony with raised eyebrows, and said.

"What am I talking about? It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on them. Speaking of which, has your electronic fagot found my student?"

Tony frowned, "Jarvis is comparing the surveillance of the entire New York City, and why do you call him an electronic faggot. This is very disrespectful, although I know that you, a red neck, have no qualities."

"Come on, how can I not know what you little boys are thinking? I've always wanted to ask you why you set Jarvis as a male."

"He's my father's assistant, that's all. Oh, my God, are you filled with pornographic waste from Japan? I didn't expect that the culture of the millennium would actually behave like this on you. .I’m serious, you need to think about finding a girlfriend.”

Tony spared no effort to complain about Steve, and the latter's mouth twitched, secretly swearing that he would find an opportunity to complain back.

The ding-ding phone rang a little abruptly, and Stacey answered the phone as if she had seen a savior.

No matter who it is, no matter what it is, he needs a reason to remove himself from this environment.

"Sir, we seem to have found Principal Steve's student. But, well, the situation is a bit complicated."

Stacey didn't hear the complicated situation behind it at all. His brain allowed him to only hear the words "found".

"God, tell me where you are?"

"Queens, we've sent you the address."

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Peter Parker is facing the first Shura field in his life.

To be honest, he had never seen a girl like Judy.

He originally planned to take Judy home. Anyway, with Aunt Mei here, she would definitely be able to handle this good girl.

The key is that this little girl didn't follow common sense at all. She didn't refuse Parker's proposal. She just pulled him into a furniture store when she met it on the road.

"Hello, nice to meet you. You look like a perfect match."

The person who came out to greet them was a middle-aged white woman with eyes and nose that looked very snobbish at first sight.

Judy was a little surprised by her enthusiasm, but she still forced herself to wave.

"My boyfriend and I are planning to move out and want to look at some furniture that we can use. You know, although you can buy online now. But for things like furniture that will last a long time, it's best to look at them offline. What do you suggest? Shall we give it a try?"

Judy didn't panic when she said this, but Parker's entire face turned a nice pink color.

"Haha, I know what little guys your age want to do. Forget it, there are unsold furniture over there, you can try it."

The white woman's words were not nice, but she generally agreed with Judy's request.

Judy dragged the 'Boston Lobster' directly towards the back.

"Hey, can you stop being so nervous? You know you look like an overcooked Boston lobster? Come on, we're just here to rub the bed.

God, I'm so sleepy. "

Judy complained nonchalantly, and Parker stuttered.

"But, I also have an empty room at home. Why are you here?"

"Peter Parker, don't you understand? You can't just bring home a stranger you just met."

"But you are a girl?"

In fact, what Peter Parker wants to say is that you are just an ordinary person and you will not pose any threat to me at all.

"No, no, no, remember, Parker. In our Hell's Kitchen, confessing too quickly is tantamount to suicide. We have just met, and you have no idea what kind of person I am. There is no need to be honest with me."

Judy spoke eloquently, and Parker felt that he had finally met a mentor-like figure in his life.

It's just that this instructor is wearing clothes made from woven bags, and there is nothing wrong with him other than that.