The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Washington, D.C., Capitol Hill.

Deep in the quiet corridor on the second floor, two female security guards stood at a distance, temporarily blocking other people from coming.

Two women stood quietly by the window, watching the demonstrators in front of the building.

Sylvia's expression was blank, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Senior California legislator Barbara said softly, "You didn't clean up the mess properly. The party gave you its full support, and we have nothing to say about your failure, after all, the other side was too despicable and shameless. But it's very disappointing that you can't even wipe your own ass clean after you've done your business."

Sillari stood firm, refusing to budge an inch: "That's all slander. They're just throwing all the bad things they've done onto me."

Barbara couldn't possibly believe her nonsense, because she herself was a liar old witch: "Now that the party is implicated by you, the situation is very passive. In the next midterm election, the situation we face will be even more severe than it is now!"

Sila calmly asked, "What do you want me to do?"

“The party has given you the greatest resource support.” Barbara’s words were equally devoid of emotion: “When it’s time to take responsibility, you have to step up.”

Hillary gave Barbara a cold look and said, "I will not give up my political career."

Barbara, however, said, "When it's time to back down, you have to back down. Politics is the art of compromise. Our strategy has suffered a complete defeat. In this political game, the people at the bottom are not important, but the voice of public opinion is very important. When public opinion abandons you, politics abandons you too."

She further stated, "Congress will inevitably have to give the public an explanation. If you don't voluntarily back down, Congress may hold hearings, and you'll look even worse off."

Hillary shook her head: "You're still stuck in the old battles. It's no longer an election between the two parties, it's a war! A life-or-death war, understand?"

Barbara understood what Hillary meant and said, "You can't win without party support..."

Hillary interrupted her: "I believe that not everyone in the party is a compromiser like you. It is because of your compromises that we lost California and those crucial 55 electoral votes."

Barbara coughed twice, choked by her.

Sillali said coldly, “What we need now is toughness, not compromise and concessions. Barbara, you’re too old, too conservative, outdated, and can’t keep up with the times.”

Barbara felt humiliated and emphasized, "Next month, after the new Speaker John Boehner takes office, he will approve a resolution, a hearing will be held, and the Budget Committee you serve on will be reorganized. You will be kicked out of the Budget Committee in an internal vote."

Sila remained defiant: "Then I will not resign. I will fight them to the very end as a warrior!"

After saying that, she turned and left without looking back at Barbara.

Barbara, having failed to achieve her goal, could only leave slowly, pulling out her phone halfway to make a call: "She refuses to resign."

On the other side, someone said softly, "I understand."

The election has just ended this year, and some people are already preparing for four years from now.

The competition within the Donald Party is equally fierce.

Another person who intends to compete for the next presidency wants to win over Hillary Clinton in advance, in order to force out a potential rival four years later in the name of righteousness.

Enemies don't just come from the other side; sometimes they come from the same faction.

…………

Cincinnati, Ohio.

Newly appointed Speaker John Boehner, about to take office, returned to his hometown for the Christmas holidays and temporarily stayed at a quiet farm.

It was much calmer here than in Washington, but that didn't keep John Boehner away from the political maelstrom.

Hearst and Elizabeth Carter followed them to Cincinnati.

As winter snowflakes drifted down in the wind, the three of them sat in a glass-enclosed greenhouse, sipping hot black tea and enjoying the snowy scenery.

Elizabeth was very familiar with this politician who had served as the Elephant Leader of the House of Representatives multiple times, and had even personally persuaded him in the past. At this moment, she spoke very directly: "John, our demands are not many. We just want to protect the fairness and honor of Congress and kick a disgraced and vicious person out of the Budget Committee. You don't want to see Congress's reputation ruined, do you?"

Hearst laughed and said, "This time we're in the majority."

The Budget Committee is usually allocated seats according to the proportion of political parties in Congress, and the chairman of the committee is the majority party.

The speaker has the power to propose adding or removing a member from their position, and the committee then votes to make a decision.

John didn't pick up on their conversation. Instead, he looked at a house in the distance and said slowly, "I returned to my hometown to avoid trouble. This is where I grew up. Back then, my blended family had 11 siblings. Life was tough. The whole family of more than ten people had to squeeze into a small two-room house on the mountain. In my memory, the house was always covered with diapers."

Hearst, who spent many years in Congress before retiring, knows a lot about these Republican Party bigwigs. He said, "The Boehner family is now a big family, with politics and business going hand in hand, and their struggle is praised by many."

“But one wrong step can still be extremely dangerous.” John picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, “Don’t forget my predecessor, Tom Deere, who was removed from office due to a money laundering scandal. He formed a regular meeting with professional lobbyists called the Thursday Group to manipulate Congress, but ultimately he got caught up in the scandal.”

Elizabeth understood. Regular travel expenses and the provision of luxury hotels and airplanes were beneath her notice and could easily cause problems.

But the big boss, Hawke, had already made contingency plans.

She stated directly, "SpaceX is ready to launch its IPO process. Hawke and Elon welcome new investors. This is a normal investment. The company's business for the next ten years is already fully booked with the Starlink project alone."

John laughed. He certainly knew about the Starlink project by West Coast technology companies; it was a funding project that the White House Office of Science and Technology and the Office of Budget, Accountability and Research would prioritize after Tom Emmer took office.

Hawke Osmond used federal funding to launch satellites for himself, then used the satellite business to create a brand new space technology company, and finally raised funds and went public to make a fortune.

The federal government foots the bill, but individuals profit from it.

Although John understood all of this, he never considered refusing, as it was entirely in accordance with legal procedures and ethical standards.

Seeing that John didn't speak again, Elizabeth took the initiative to elevate his moral standards: "John, you spent five years from 2001 to 2006, even compromising with some moderates in the Democratic Party, to push for the implementation of the No Child Left Behind Act, the most significant adult protection and education law in American history. And everything that Hillary did was undoubtedly trampling on this law!"

She brought up things that John truly cared about: "You are the recognized guardian of minors, the hope of all parents and teachers. You are about to take office, and they are all looking forward to the return of their children's guardian."

Hearst chimed in, "A bastard who seriously harms minors is naturally on your opposite side."

John Boehner suddenly stood up, put on his coat, hat, and scarf, and invited, "Shall we go for a walk in the snow?"

Hearst and Elizabeth quickly dressed and followed.

The three walked in the snow, their footprints arranged in neat rows.

…………

Boca Chica, Texas.

The Cowboy Gunslinger Contest is underway.

Hawke fastened his cowboy hat, tucked in his revolver, and went to the shooting position, placing his hand on the holster above his waist. As the referee blew the horn, Hawke swiftly drew his gun, his left hand lightning-fast pulling the hammer while his right hand repeatedly pulled the trigger. A series of clanging sounds rang out as all seven targets a dozen meters away were shot down.

With his revolver magazine empty, he ran toward the rifle section, holstering the revolver as he went. He picked up an old-fashioned lever-action rifle from the breech, his hands moving so fast they seemed to blur as he fired through the air, each bullet taking down a target.

Hawke put down his gun and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The referee announced, "Contestant number seven has finished the match. The match is legal!"

Hawke took off his cowboy hat, walked into the audience, and sat down next to Erica.

During their New Year's holiday, the two traveled to Texas specifically to participate in a shooting competition organized by a civilian organization, and also to watch the launch of the first Earth observation satellite.

Erica took off her cowboy hat, fanned Hawke, and said, "You're number one."

Hawke said with a smile, "Your intensive training of me during this period has worked."

A middle-aged gunman came over, shook hands with Hawke, and said with a serious expression, "You are going to be the first outsider to win the Boca Chica Cowboy Shooting Contest."

Hawke said seriously, "I came to Texas several months in advance for special training, which is why I have such good results."

The middle-aged shooter was in high spirits and said, "Only shooters from Texas can train such excellent rapid-fire skills."

He gave a thumbs up: "Dude, your talent is top-notch."

Hawke bumped fists with him: "Texas militia, you live up to your name."

The man's arm patch bore the insignia of the Texas militia.

After the competition ended, the referee announced that Hawke had won the championship.

Hawke received a gleaming gold five-pointed star medal, which he pinned to the chest of his gunner's uniform.

As for the bonus, that's not important.

For him, the competition is about rankings, not prize money.

A chubby white man came up behind and eagerly took a photo with Hawke. It was Musk. He asked, "Am I late?"

Hawke deliberately said, "You missed the most exciting part of the game!"

Musk snatched the medal from his chest, shamelessly tucked it into his jacket, and said, "You can't kill eight cows with one shot."

Hawke joked, "Unless you call for eight cows."

After completing the routine activities, the group boarded the same van and returned to SpaceX's launch site.

Erica took out a crystal box she had prepared beforehand and carefully put away the medals Hawke had won.

Hawke then got down to business with Musk: "The consulting firm has lobbied John Boehner, and his son and brother's companies will invest in SpaceX."

This was something the two of them had been planning all along. Musk smirked and said, "He's ready to make his move?"

Hawke added, "John is very thoughtful. He wants the action to be just, to bring him honor, and to receive praise from the public. After all, this is his first major move in Congress since taking office."

Elon Musk, the tech world's number one internet celebrity, laughed and said, "He just wants us to help him build a super big stage."

Hawke said decisively, "Then let's give John a stage to perform to his heart's content, and let our new speaker become the embodiment of justice."

Musk said, "Do as you say."

Upon arriving at the launch site, Hawke made several phone calls in quick succession.

The following day, a Starlink Earth observation satellite was successfully launched and entered its designated orbit.

…………

Dulles Airport, Washington, D.C.

As dawn broke, several groups of people gathered near the airport exit.

Because the assembly was registered in advance, a large number of police officers were dispatched ahead of time to maintain order in the surrounding area.

Media reporters who had been notified in advance quickly arrived, including Fox News, CNN, and Twitter, who brought their broadcast vans directly to the scene.

The crowd held up various banners.

"Save the children on Loli Island!"

"Severely punish the perpetrators who harmed minors!"

"John Boehner, you are the guardian angel of children!"

Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square in front of the airport to petition the incoming speaker.

Hundreds of media reporters gathered here, including representatives from many mainstream media outlets around the world.

A grand stage favored by politicians has been set up here.

Following this, media outlets including Twitter and Fox News will continue to provide multiple reports.

When the time came, John Boehner, who had been prepared, came out of the airport and faced hundreds of media cameras. He seemed shocked by the number of people present and became somewhat excited for a moment.

After learning about the petitioners' demands, John Boehner stood on a nearby platform, and someone brought him an electronic megaphone.

John Boehner picked up the megaphone and said loudly, "I understand your demands. I apologize to everyone for the past two years because of various restrictions I have been unable to fulfill the promises of the No Child Left Behind Act. But I am back! John Boehner, who is determined to protect all ordinary Americans and their children, is back!"

Tens of thousands of people erupted in support and cheers.

John Boehner continued, “In the past two years, there have been many cases of abuse against minors, which are extremely heinous. The Blow Party case, the Epstein case, and the Lolita Island case are infuriating. Evil is harming our children. Although my individual strength is limited, I have you behind me, the 300 million Americans and their children. No matter how great the resistance, no matter who the enemy is, whether it is a former First Man or a former First Lady, I will fight evil to the end!”

He seemed to be using all his strength to shout, "Here I declare war on them! This is a war that will never end!"

This declaration of war ignited the atmosphere throughout the venue.

John Boehner then got into the car, and the convoy slowly moved forward toward downtown Washington.

Led by certain pre-arranged individuals, the crowd spontaneously split into two groups to physically escort John Boehner back to Washington. (End of Chapter)