"But how can you be sure that the president, who has no end in sight, will willingly accept our arrangement, and maybe he will still think of us as the murderers of these two tragedies. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xinyan raised her little face and asked suspiciously.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly and said, "You are very right. I set up two plans for this: first, try my best to convince him, have you forgotten that after we came to this elevator world, the system once mentioned a sentence when setting the background, about the ...... of the killer organization 'Zero'"

"I'm sure the president knows about the organization, and maybe even cooperated with it behind his back. Then it is impossible for him not to know his situation, and I am sure that he will consider it. After all, the president is also a human being, and he is also afraid of death, but as long as he is a person who is afraid of death, the two sides have the possibility of cooperation. This is the first option. ”

As he spoke, he cautiously glanced at the large number of special forces on the central street in front of the Kremlin, and continued to speak quietly: "The second plan is to go with nature, and after the conversation fails, we will evacuate as quickly as possible, and secretly protect the way from the Kremlin to the Bolshoi Theater tomorrow, waiting for them to appear." ”

This is the most comprehensive and guaranteed solution that Zhang Chen can think of at present, and the difference between them is that the first one brings less risk, and the corresponding chances of winning are much greater. The difficulty is that they do not know the president at all, and they do not know anything about his character, temperament, and temperament, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty of negotiations.

Hearing his series of thorough and detailed analysis, the three of them showed admiration on their faces, and Zhao Boyuan on the side even put his hand on his shoulder, looking at his bulging head curiously, as if there was something strange on it.

"This IQ!" Liu Weiqiang held two guns in his hand and sighed with a shy stomach.

Pushing away Zhao Boyuan's hand, which seemed to be playing with an antique toy, Zhang Chen motioned for the three of them to put away the guns in their hands first, and described the next general steps, and the four of them got up one after the other and walked towards the nearest heavily armed special soldier.

"What are you guys doing?" That special soldier really deserves to be the existence of tens of thousands of combat power indexes, and before Zhang Chen and the others took two steps, the assault rifle in their hands was firmly locked in the center of the four people, and his tone was quite unkind, and it seemed that he could shoot at any time.

Liu Weiqiang and Zhao Boyuan on the side are ready at any time, and their current reaction speed can basically support them to complete a series of actions such as drawing, dodging, and shooting at the moment when the other party shoots.

"Take us to your president, we have something to look for him." Zhang Chen maintained a bright smile, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at the tall special soldier.

The suspicious eyes of the special forces swept over them one by one, and still did not relax their vigilance, the rifle in his hand that Zhang Chen couldn't name was aimed at his face, when he saw the identities of the four yellow people who inexplicably appeared on the opposite side, he immediately thought of the terrifying tragedy that happened nearby, and shouted: "You are not locals, stand back, give me back off, otherwise I will shoot.......

Before he could finish a word, Zhang Chen had already turned into a strong wind and appeared beside him, and the amazing arm strength that exchanged forty points of muscle strength was exerted to the extreme at this moment, locking the soldier's neck like an iron pincer, and at the same time stretching out his other hand like lightning and knocking the assault rifle to the ground.

This kid, when did his speed become so fast, is it the result of staying in the practice room? It seems that when I return to the Scarlet City this time, I will have to hurry up and train. Zhao Boyuan was stunned as he looked at the back of Jian Jian who appeared ten meters away in just a blink of an eye, and a strong sense of frustration rose in his heart.

"Since our soldier is unwilling, he has no choice but to offend." Zhang Chen didn't talk nonsense, no matter how the poor special forces struggled, his hard arms didn't move at all, dragging the other party's body and walking towards the palace-like building that was visible to the naked eye not far away, while Zhao Boyuan and the others followed.

Walking along the wide asphalt road of the Central Avenue, more and more special soldiers stationed in the field noticed this scene and rushed one after another, and for a while, dozens of black holes pointed their guns at Zhang Chen. He himself didn't care at all, dragging the 'hostage' in his hand step by step.

It wasn't until the splendid building dotted with colorful patterns was close in front of him that Zhang Chen looked around at hundreds of Russian special forces with guns aimed at them, and then said to one of them, an officer who seemed to be the captain: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to see Mr. President, you can search me." ”

The special forces soldier suddenly raised a reddened face and tried to speak, and then, the sudden increase in the force of his neck turned those words into a muffled snort.

The non-commissioned officer frowned, as if he was thinking about how his subordinate trained in a special military academy had been subdued without warning, in his opinion, these four uninvited guests were no different from ordinary people, and the fact seemed to be that they were not equipped with any guns, as the yellow man said.

"I would like to take the liberty of asking, what are you looking for Mr. President?" To be on the safe side, he was the first to ask a question that would not spoil the situation and effectively stall for time.

"We don't have much time." Zhang Chen still maintained a relaxed smile, his arm was slightly strengthened, and the special soldier immediately let out a groan of pain.

The non-commissioned officer's deep pupils shrank slightly, and the strength of this arm alone was enough to explain a lot.

"Sir, please calm down, think about it, if my men are killed by you, will the four of you be able to leave here alive?" His calm tone seemed to state a fact, and other special forces surrounded them in a circle, hundreds of assault rifles pointed at their heads.

Liu Weiqiang's forehead has begun to ooze sweat, if he hadn't seen Zhao Boyuan's eyes on the side, he probably couldn't help but fall to his knees in fright, hundreds of guns are pointed at you, obediently, fat man, I only have one life.

"I said..... I want to see your president!"

Like an iron hoop arm deeply into the poor special soldier's jaw, Zhang Chen opened his mouth word by word, his expression was gloomy and terrifying, making people not doubt at all that he could turn the unlucky egg in his hand into a corpse without temperature in the next second.

Zhao Boyuan looked at Zhang Chen, who showed a gritted teeth and a gloomy expression, this young man who had been talking about kindness intentionally or unintentionally since he came to the elevator world finally figured it out.

"Young lad, don't embarrass our non-commissioned officer, come in with your companions."

Above the marble steps outside the Kremlin's main entrance, a sixty-year-old man in a luxurious black uniform and red tie spoke in a calm tone. At the same time, all the special soldiers, including the non-commissioned officers, shouted in unison and respectfully shouted Mr. President.

I saw this sparse white haired, very capable Mr. President walking down the stone steps surrounded by a group of special forces, and his light smile brought Zhang Chen, who was close at hand, a feeling like a spring breeze.

This is a new face that has never appeared before in Russian history, and a fictional character in the world of elevators. For a moment, Zhang Chen suddenly thought from the bottom of his heart that the conversation between them would become very interesting.

(ps: The collection can't move, is the author's writing so bad, face the wall and hide tears!) Guys, give some motivation! All kinds of requests! ）