"Don't mind my subordinates doing their routines. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The expression on the president's face was still relaxed, and it was this smug expression that seemed that everything was under control that made Zhang Chen feel a little bad sign in his heart. He let go of the dying special forces, who were caught by the quick-eyed non-commissioned officer on the way down.

At this time, several special soldiers came from the crowd and began to search their bodies carefully, of course, the humane president did not forget to deliberately and thoughtfully find a female soldier to search Xinyan. Five minutes later, under the president's repeated orders, those special forces had to give up monitoring the behavior of Zhang Chen and the four people, and each returned to their respective posts.

Walking on the marble steps inlaid with a cool spring pool, Zhang Chen carefully examined the Russian president who acted as a leader in front of him, he brought him a very different feeling, how to say, there is no impression of the president's usual majesty and vigorous and resolute means, and his appearance is no different from ordinary people.

If he hadn't seen the flag of the Russian president held high at the main entrance of the Kremlin just past them, it would have been difficult for him to associate the unassuming old man in front of him with the weighty word 'president'.

"Mr. President, with all due respect, you don't seem to be afraid of us at all, because we don't have weapons on us, you must know that such a big incident has happened in the city in the past few days, it is obvious that it is coming for you, and now anyone who wants to approach your side needs to be wary, weapons are sometimes difficult to define."

Walking through an open-air corridor covered with a bright red carpet, Zhang Chen looked down at the spirit ring in his left hand and spoke to himself.

A smile full of meaning spread on the president's wrinkled face, and he looked back at the four of them deeply, as if he knew that Zhang Chen would have such a question, and said indifferently: "Since I chose to let you in, yes or no, I naturally have to be fully prepared." ”

As the president's words of disguised recognition fell, they officially entered the palace fortress of the whole of Moscow and even the whole of Russia, which also represented the supreme power. It was a hall for legislators to relax and chat, with a row of large sofa chairs in the center and a thin curtain of floor-to-ceiling windows nearby. The cream-white walls of the hall are hung with portraits of the great leaders of the past, and at the highest point of the entire palace-like hall is the sandalwood table dedicated to the president's office......

"Tell your friends to sit as they please." The president came to his desk and sat down at this time, his deep eyes, and the faint confidence that unconsciously revealed between his eyebrows, can always bring an invisible oppression to others.

Although there was no help from his side, just with his keen intuition for a sense of crisis, Zhang Chen could feel that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at their every move outside the sight of this magnificent building.

The four of them found a place to sit down, and Zhang Chen said straight to the point: "Mr. President, I remember that you are going to the Grand Theater tomorrow to attend a public performance, if you can, my friends and I want to go together." I believe that Mr. President has already learned about it, and they are all very reliable. When the time comes, just let us follow from a distance. ”

"Oh, so you're here to keep me safe? Free bodyguards? Mr. President looked at him with interest, and after a while, his tone was appreciative: "You are indeed very good at being able to maintain your composure in the face of hundreds of elite troops armed with guns alone." ”

"Mr. President, who came forward knowing that we were in danger, is indeed a competent president." Zhang Chen replied with a smile.

However, the other party shook his head very seriously, not knowing whether he was denying his evaluation or denying their request, "I'm not for a little soldier, to put it bluntly, the government's face still needs to be maintained." From my standpoint, I categorically do not allow such bloodshed to happen under the nose of the Presidential Palace, and when the time comes, the newspapers and the media will embarrass us, and it is better to be peaceful than that, and this is the main reason why I agreed to meet you. ”

As he spoke, his hands crossed on his chin, he looked like a man in power, "It's no exaggeration to say that as long as I give an order, one of the four of you will die immediately, this is the power of the government, don't underestimate us too much." ”

These words sounded a bit high-sounding, but when they clearly reached Zhang Chen's ears word by word, coupled with the former's calm and leisurely recuperation, it always brought him a faint sense of crisis.

At this moment, Zhao Boyuan, who had been silent, stood up from the sofa, he didn't have as many worries as Zhang Chen, and walked straight towards the sandalwood table where the president was, only a glass lamp between the two, Zhao Boyuan bent his waist, and blurted out threatening words:

"Believe it or not, I could have killed you before you could react?"

"Bang-"

With a crisp sound of glass bursting, the glass lamp in front of Zhao Boyuan was shattered, and a bullet passed through the thick floor-to-ceiling curtain with lightning speed, accurately hitting the wick of the lamp between the two.

Startled by this sudden scene, Zhang Chen looked around, and it took a while to find the trajectory of the bullet, it was like a ghost, quietly appearing, penetrating two layers of heavy glass windows, and hitting the table lamp. Everything was perfectly calculated, and when he saw the indifferent look on the president's face, he knew it was a warning.

"This time it's a table lamp, next time it's not so lucky, my friend is not very patient." The naked threat brought Zhao Boyuan back to his senses from his brief shock.

"You bastard." He yelled, raised a fist and was about to strike.

"Brother Boyuan, wait a minute. There's a sniper out there, and we're hopeless of you doing that. Zhang Chen hurriedly reminded behind him, he was afraid that the hot-tempered Zhao Boyuan would do something out of the ordinary if he was in a hurry, and then his plan would be all in vain, and although the two sides were not going well so far, it was not completely hopeless.

As he spoke, he hinted to Xinyan, who was sitting next to her, and asked her to activate her mental power exploration skills to see if she could find the exact location of the sniper.

Zhao Boyuan slapped his head when he heard Zhang Chen's reminder, and withdrew his fist with some chagrin, this resolute and strong man regained his cool head at the critical moment, which did not make the situation worse.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the Russian president who was calm and relaxed not far away, and said tentatively:

"Mr. President, you must have heard of the 'Jian' organization!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw that for the first time, the old face of the president, who had always been too peaceful, changed drastically, as if he had heard some terrible news, his body began to tremble slightly, and his straight posture was no longer as calm as before.

After a while, he slowly spoke in a gloomy tone that had never been shown in front of Zhang Chen and the others:

"Who the hell are you?"

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