Bin Laden VS Bush VS Obama: A Story That Must Be Told!

On a pitch-black night, in a dimly lit room in New York, a man dressed in a black suit walked slowly. The people behind him all hung their heads low as they accompanied him to a room. As the door opened, a gentle breeze blew in. The room was extremely simple. At this moment, gasps and "squeaky" sounds emanated from inside. The wooden boards swayed, accompanying the gasps. Moonlight illuminated the face of the man in the black suit, revealing his bronze, slightly darkened skin and a pair of half-closed eyes, occasionally showing a look of hesitation.

"It's time to end this. Wait for me here," he said as the gasps gradually faded. The man in black entered the inner room.