"Who the hell are you!" The president repeated, and the change of attitude made Zhang Chen and the four of them a little uncomfortable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Chen stared at the chapter's suddenly indifferent and old-looking face, thinking to himself that there was already an answer to this question. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the old man sitting across from them would behave so gaffe. Continue to speak:

"Now that Mr. President knows, your intelligence agencies can also find some clues from these two vicious killings. Their methods are obvious to all, so you can be sure that tomorrow's performance will be smooth sailing...... As for our identity, you just need to know that we are enemies with 'Jian', and if necessary, we must kill each other's enemies at all costs. ”

Zhang Chen's face was extremely determined when he said these words, he already understood in his heart that this team competition task was actually a battle to the death, no matter what the process was, in the end, one side would definitely go to hell, and if you want to return to a slightly better place than hell, you must seize the opportunity as much as possible.

This time, the president did not take a stand as decisively as before, his dark blue pupils, which are characteristic of Europeans, swept over everyone sitting in the hall with an inexplicable meaning, and after a while, his whole body deflated like a leaky balloon and slumped down in his chair, and said tiredly:

"Tomorrow's performance, you ...... If you want to come, come on, and I'll inform my subordinates when the time comes. Since you also know the strength of the 'sharp', either blindly not afraid of death or have your own basis, to be honest, my personal feeling is the latter......." The president's voice still carried a slight sense of exhaustion, and his thin face showed a little loneliness in the light.

"Mr. President, take a step to speak."

Zhang Chen said and came to the sandalwood table, before the action, Xin Yan told him the results of her exploration, there was no threatening energy light point within a radius of one kilometer, that is, the person who fired the shot was either weak or a special sniper with a long-range sniper rifle.

Shards of glass scattered on the table and the remnants of burst light bulbs hit his eyeballs, and he couldn't help but gasp when he looked closely. What kind of skill does it take to hit a basketball-sized glass bulb exactly one kilometer away?

An idea popped up in Zhang Chen's heart for no reason, this mysterious sniper wouldn't also belong to the Scarlet Capital, of course, this idea was denied by him as soon as it was born, and the other party's purpose was the same as theirs, which was to protect the president's safety.

This time, the president seemed to believe them, leaned down slightly, and the two exchanged ears and said something secretly, and saw that the latter's face gradually changed, and said with a trace of worry and surprise: "This... It's too suspicious, my friend, are you sure your partner can do it? ”

Zhang Chen nodded seriously.

"Okay, just do as you say. A few of you always give me a different feeling, as if your skin color doesn't belong here, maybe choosing you is the right decision. The president waved his hand, his voice trembling a little, "You can stay here tonight, all expenses will be paid by the government, and if you have any needs, just mention me." ”

In the face of this strange old man who suddenly became reasonable, Zhao Boyuan and the three of them couldn't help but widen their eyes, they were all curious about what Zhang Chen said to the president, prompting the last trace of mustard between the two sides to completely disappear, and at the same time creating a wonderful free dinner tonight.

After the plan for the performance was finalized, the two sides sat together and chatted about some innocuous topics, and the president beckoned his subordinates, arranged for Zhang Chen and others to stay in the official residence area of the Kremlin, and invited them to dinner. In front of them, the president seemed to have unloaded his former majesty and returned to an ordinary old man.

He talked about a series of issues related to Russia's politics and economy, and although the four of them knew nothing about it, they all agreed to his views as much as possible, and Zhang Chen even tasted the taste of the Manchu and Han banquets at the end of the meal.

At night, Zhang Chen had no intention of sleeping peacefully, thinking back to what had happened in the past two days, the bloodthirsty competitors, showing the terrifying strength of the tip of the iceberg, they were like a group of demons from hell, every pore on their bodies exuded a foul smell of blood, and the smell alone that made people's scalps tingle was enough to make people retreat.

But now they have no way out, after dinner in the evening, they gathered Zhao Boyuan and the three of them to tell them tomorrow's plan, even Liu Weiqiang, who has always been heartless, bowed his head silently this time, tomorrow is a real decisive battle, a contest between two newcomer teams from the Scarlet City, and it is a matter of life and death.

Success or failure can determine life and death!

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The next day, when the sun shone on the Mercedes-Benz logo, a symbol of luxury and sophistication, the Central Avenue in front of the Kremlin was already overcrowded. The president, dressed in a black suit, got into the Mercedes-Benz S600 bulletproof car under the escort of special forces, and in front of him was parked a sturdy-looking off-road armored car, the body and the glass windows on both sides were modified.

Zhang Chen and his entourage sat in the second Land Rover behind the president, and they all looked relaxed and sat comfortably in the spacious back seat. Accompanying the vehicle are the special forces soldiers stationed on the central avenue yesterday, who are divided into two rows, one on the left and one on the right, and will run together as the car starts.

As soon as the Kremlin's presidential flag was lowered, the motorcade set off for the Bolshoi Theatre, 5 kilometres away, where the president was about to perform. This section of the journey takes about ten minutes, and it is during these ten minutes that any unexpected situation can happen.

Yesterday, Zhang Chen checked a detailed map of the road from Central Avenue to the Moscow Theater, including the high-rise economic districts and narrow residential roads with complex terrain on the way, and any inconspicuous area here could hide deadly murder.

"Xinyan, probe the powerful point of light as far as possible, and tell me as soon as you have its location. Brother Boyuan, Liu Fatzi, try to pay attention to the buildings on both sides, and....Mr. President sitting in the trunk! With that, Zhang Chen turned his head and smiled at the Russian president who was sitting behind their chair with only one head exposed.

"I've wronged you, in order to ensure safety, try to lower your head if you can."

The president snorted coldly, but obediently buried his head down, revealing a handful of sparse white hair on it.

When Zhang Chen returned to his seat, Zhao Boyuan asked him worriedly, "Is it really okay to do this?" If you don't find it on the other side......"

"They'll find out!" Zhang Chen's eyes were determined, and then he comforted: "Besides, if that situation happens, we won't fall into passivity, but we just have a little less opportunity." ”

Looking out through the bulletproof glass dark mirror, the outside world was bleak, just like Zhang Chen's worldview that collapsed instantly when he first came to the elevator world, and could no longer recover from its original state......