The commotion in the hall was a bit loud, and because of the distance between the front and back of the House of Parliament, no one turned their heads and saw the black young man standing at the door of the hall in the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Defense Minister Han Zitao stood up and shouted a few times to silence everyone, and said that there were strong security measures in the venue, and there was no need for His Excellency to be nervous.

"It's safe here." He said.

As if to prove what he said, several young staff members ran over and shouted back that the energy shield of the House of Parliament was activating and that no one could get in.

Such words were reassuring, and some of the councillors regained their composure, but their hearts were still as shaky as the chandelier swaying from side to side overhead.

As if something was about to happen.

Although the parliament house is just an ordinary building made of reinforced concrete, it is equipped with a lot of security measures, and Su Zhu has also heard of these things.

But he didn't care, because there was no security to save the great Mr. President.

He stood there, silently sweeping the cheeks of federal or military officials who hadn't spotted him, their faces glowing in the bright lights.

This is where all the top leaders of the Federation are, and if you drop a bomb here, tomorrow the Federation will be completely chaotic, right? Su Zhu thought.

President Cohen cleared his throat and stood on the rostrum with a calm gaze, knowing that such a thing would happen, and he was naturally mentally prepared. His gaze swept smoothly over every big man present, and he was about to say something, but his mouth opened open, but he couldn't speak.

He saw a man, a young man in a black trench coat and black sunglasses.

Although the other party did not clearly reveal his face, he had already guessed who this person was.

So he stood there in a daze, his eyes looking straight at the doorway.

The breeze blew and blew the corners of the black windbreaker, and Su Zhu grinned, revealing a happy smile.

What a sunny smile.

Then he quickly regained his composure and pretended to be cool.

Su Zhu secretly thought that his appearance must be very cool.

Han Xiyu's gaze froze a little, she stood there a little sluggishly, her whole person seemed to wake up, and she suddenly stood up excitedly.

She looked at Su Zhu, and the joy in her eyes was definitely not joy, but the resentment and killing intent revealed after a complicated period of intriguity, deep into the bone marrow.

The terrible eyes at least made Su Zhu feel a little palpitating, but at this time, he couldn't be affected by anyone, even if it was a little girl who met in Pingshui and had a little fate.

Why did she appear at the memorial service for Marshal Kalian in the House of Parliament? Su Zhu didn't know, but he didn't owe this little girl anything, and if she wanted to stop her, he wouldn't show mercy.

Han Xiyu's sudden move naturally alarmed many people, whether it was a parliamentarian, a general, a government official, a military officer, a staff member, or a photographer who was engrossed in manipulating the camera, they all looked over.

The lights of the venue were bright, Su Zhu took off his sunglasses, and then took off the black windbreaker that was a little wide and ill-fitting, looking chic and freehand, as if he didn't know what kind of place he was in or what kind of occasion.

The photographer pointed the camera at Su Zhu, and in the same way, the audience of the whole federation was watching here.

Hundreds of millions of citizens of the Federation were staring blankly at this grim-faced young man through televisions, computers, cell phones, and other electronic screens, not knowing who he was or why he was here.

Why is there even some surprise on the president's cheeks? Is it really an intruder? Some federal citizens thought of it, and then thought of the big battle in People's Square outside, and their hearts suddenly became nervous.

Mr. Xia Wenguo sat at home with a teacup, and the fierce battle in People's Square in the previous live broadcast had taken him aback, but it was nothing.

It wasn't until he saw Su Zhu that he understood.

"You're going...... Avenging your parents...... Silly boy ......" Mr. Xia Wenguo muttered to himself, the tea in his hand lost control of his power and fell, the teacup shattered, and the tea was all over the ground, but he didn't realize it.

The hand that maintained the posture of serving tea trembled slightly.

"Su Zhu!" Liu Xiaoyu and Wang Yan exclaimed, although they had a vague premonition, but when they really saw him appear on the TV screen and appear in front of the high-level leaders of the whole federation, they were still inevitably shocked and exclaimed.

Su Zhu's face on the picture is cold to the extreme, and it looks chic and natural, and a strange temperament envelops his body, which is unpredictable.

They can't see through it either.

Suddenly, the two girls found that they had never really known Su Zhu.

At least, this cold young man, familiar and strange, they had never seen before.

"Wow! The host is so handsome! On the edge of the flower garden in the yard, AT14 couldn't help but say, looking excited, and the mechanical body twisted and twisted, as if dancing.

They weren't the only ones who were shocked.

More people who don't know Su Zhu also sat in front of the TV sluggishly, or covered their mouths in surprise, unable to describe their mood at the moment.

Those old classmates in high school at the beginning can't recognize Su Zhu's appearance now, and the changes are a little big, but many of the students of Qiuyu University still remember him.

I remember the perverted fighting maniac, the forum Internet celebrity who was once a smash hit, and the small video of one hand throwing people out of the picture.

Now, it seems even more indelible.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to think, and their dull expressions were full of the word horror.

……

"Who are you? How did you get in here? A noble councillor stood up and pointed at Su Zhu and asked.

"Young man, which department are you? Who let you in? An official asked coldly, without any premonition of the impending danger.

Cohen stood on the podium, without saying a word, looking at each other with a calm look in his eyes.

How dare you really come?

So, how are you going to get out?

He gestured quietly, and then the small wooden doors on either side opened, and some figures appeared on the other side of the hallway.

Su Zhu didn't look at the figures walking towards him, even if those people were SOD's superpowers, elite members of the Federal Secret Service, or where they recruited martial arts masters, enhancers, veteran mercenaries, killers, etc., he didn't care at all.

Because it's too weak, I can't be interested, and I don't even want to look at it, so I ignore it very coldly.

"I'm here to kill." In contrast, the chubby, cute government officials in front of him seemed to be more interesting, so he said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" One of the officers frowned.

Su Zhu said very seriously: "I'm really here to kill. ”

"Who do you want to kill?" One councillor asked, who had the same beer belly as the other officials, but also had a distinctive baldness.

Although this councilor may be able to become a handsome old man with a wig and become a young woman killer, causing thousands of women to scream, Su Zhu will not give him too many expressions, and still said seriously: "Kill the president." ”

The audience was in an uproar, not only in the stadium, but also in front of the TV.

The uproar was made up of all the citizens of the Federation, except for a few.

Perhaps compared to those audiences who are mostly in an uproar, those who show solemn expressions will be more valuable for reference.

"It's not funny, and you're going to end badly." The officer who stood up and looked at Su Zhu said, his eyes were indifferent and there was no emotion.

From the small wooden door, a large number of people in strange costumes have walked out one after another, about fifty or sixty people, some wearing special combat uniforms, some wearing military uniforms, some wearing suits, and even some wearing vests and shorts showing two big hairy legs appeared on this occasion, I don't know where Cohen found the master.

These people are basically not ordinary people, their energy values are all above 100, and the highest person has already exceeded 300, and their strength is not bad at all compared to the Red Ghost Courtyard, which can be called a luxury lineup.

After all, there are fifty or sixty people, even if they come a few more people of the level of the evil moon, they will have to surrender when they see it.

Presumably President Cohen thinks that this will be enough for himself, right? Su Zhu thought so, and then felt a little ridiculous.

In fact, isn't it such a simple thing to kill Cohen, but the inertia of thinking from childhood to adulthood has made President Cohen a very terrible image in his heart, so that he doesn't dare to give birth to this idea at all.

These people are not enough to see at all. Su Zhu didn't want to hit the self-esteem of these people, but he really thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, it was a little boring.