Chapter 1293 Our president is not a good person (Third update, please vote for me)

Both of them looked at each other with shock on their faces.

"who are you?"

"Why do you ask so many people? Do you want to avenge them? Or do you want to stand up for them?"

"Your Excellency." At this time, Jinli and Serena ran over in a hurry.

Chen Zhao looked at the two of them, and Jin Li raised his hands: "We have no malice, this matter has nothing to do with us."

When the two of them saw Gaia, they realized something was wrong.

At this moment, green lights began to emerge from the surrounding trees, and then skeleton soldiers walked out of the woods.

Jinli and Serena were shocked. They discovered that among the people brought by Chen Zhao, there was a girl in black.

It turns out that the girl in black and this huge woman are together.

No wonder they are so powerful.

But...who are they?

Also, what grudges do they have with the North American Illuminati?

Jin Li saw Zella being dragged in Chen Zhao's hand. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Sir, can you let Miss Zella go..."

In any case, he had some friendship with Zeira.

Now that he saw Zera lying dormant and miserable, he couldn't bear it.

Chen Zhao glanced at Zera and tossed it to Jin Li.

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't let her go, but she is pregnant, and my wife is also pregnant." Chen Zhao said calmly, while looking at Zera: "I look forward to your revenge, but if you want If you want revenge, you'd better think about your own children."

Jinli held Zera and backed away. This man gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Russell South has never taken the Supernatural Society seriously.

But after the full-scale war, he found that he had underestimated the Supernatural Association.

No, to be precise, the North American Illuminati is overestimated.

Completely crushing strength.

Everyone in the Supernatural Association has the power to crush.

And once they find an opportunity, they will kill directly.

It had only been ten minutes since the war started, and five of their people had already died.

"Stop it!!" Russell Nand was anxious and angry. He used a secret method, and then his magic power began to increase crazily.

Jinli and Serena couldn't help but look at Russell Nand.

"So powerful!"

"When did Russell become so powerful?"

"No, he used a secret method."

Russell Nande glanced at the battlefield and finally locked his eyes on Chen Zhao.

As long as Chen Zhao is caught, the battle will be over.

Russell Nand took advantage of the fact that no one was in front of him and rushed towards Chen Zhao desperately.

But no one seemed to stop him.

Russell Nand was secretly happy.

He knew that even if he used secret methods, it would be impossible to completely organize the people of the Supernatural Association.

Maybe there is a chance of winning one-on-one, but no one in the Supernatural Association is weak.

It is absolutely impossible for him to expel them all.

That's why he planned to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

Jinli and Serena looked at Russell Nand approaching Chen Zhao and wondered how Chen Zhao would respond.

However, just when Russell Nand thought he was about to succeed, Chen Zhao swept out with a kick, and Russell Nand flew away like a rag.

Everyone's expressions froze. Russell Nand was so weak?

In their eyes, Chen Zhao's kick was too ordinary.

It's so ordinary that you can't find any highlights.

This shouldn't be Russell Nand's true strength, he shouldn't be so weak.

Russell South struggled to get up.

There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes of anger and unwillingness.

How can it be?

How could that man be so strong?

Russell Nand's body was swaying and he could not stand firmly.

Chen Zhao's kick indeed looked ordinary.

But the key is strength. This kick almost broke Russell Nand's ribs and shoulder blades.

Now that Russell Nand can stand, it is because of his strong willpower.

Finally, the North American Illuminati surrendered.

They could no longer withstand such killings.

All their pride and courage were wiped out by the Supernatural Association's ruthless methods.

They kneeled on the ground with their heads in their hands.

People in the Supernatural Association also follow rules.

In modern warfare, it is no longer the same as in ancient times.

The same is true for most battles in the supernatural world.

"Are you still going to take action? All your men have surrendered." Chen Zhao looked at Russell Nande.

Russell Nand finally couldn't bear the huge physical and psychological trauma, and knelt on the ground, struggling to support his body with his arms and crying bitterly.

Because of his arrogance and ignorance, he caused great trauma to the North American Illuminati.

Chen Zhao also felt that the killing was enough and there was no need to continue.

The people of the Paranormal Society are not butchers.

They can fight with all their strength when fighting demons, but what they are facing now are also humans.

What's more, there are countless eyes looking at them here.

If they go too far, they may arouse the hostility of the supernatural community throughout North America.

After all, killing fellow humans is unacceptable no matter where they are.

"From now on, there will be no Illuminati in North America, at least in the United States. I don't want to hear your name." Chen Zhao said calmly: "You have to agree to this request, or you have to agree if you don't. I'm not asking for your advice. Opinion, I am ordering you.”

"In addition, West will talk to you about compensation."

Chen Zhao turned around and gestured to West.

"He left it to you." Chen Zhao said.

West came to Russell South.

West and Russell Nand are also old acquaintances.

But in the past, West was humiliated by Russell South more than once.

Now their attitudes are completely opposite.

West stood there, but Russell South couldn't stand up.

Needless to say, Russell South is shameful enough.

"Can you still stand up? Or do you need to wait until your injury heals?"

Russell Nand raised his head and looked at West with complicated eyes.

Anger or hatred? Definitely.

The subordinates he worked so hard to dig out and train were killed by the other party.

No one would be happy if it were him.

But there are also regrets.

This conflict could have been avoided.

"You tell me." Russell Nand was unwilling to lose his last dignity in front of West.

Even at this time, he was almost fainting from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"From now on, the North American Illuminati will withdraw from the United States, and within three years, the North American Illuminati will not be allowed to enter the United States. The magic books collected by the North American Illuminati must be handed over to the Supernatural Society for a copy, and the Supernatural Society will be compensated US$20 million. "

Russell Nand's heart was bleeding. He raised his head and looked at West: "What if I don't agree?"

"Our president is not a good person."