Volume 1 The Demons of the World Chapter 72 The Twelve Heads of the Resolution Council

When the white swordsman battle controlled by the Great Dragon King and Lao A caused the sky to fall apart, Leng Yu and the others were rushing towards the prison island numbered DC5436, where there were two companions of the young Xiao An, Xiao Ming and Xiao Dong waiting for their rescue.

And Lao C's fleet was forced by Chu Su's fleet to approach the Great Dragon King's side step by step, once they got close to the Great Dragon King's side, they would directly bear the aftermath of the battle between the two Great Awakened Ones, and at that time, under the front and back attacks, Chu Su could easily defeat Old C and their fleet on the periphery.

At the B-level regional prison guard headquarters of the Great Evil Prison, Lao B was directing his subordinates to launch interceptor missiles, just now, an unfortunate news came, because they were in too much hurry and did not have the slightest defense, they intercepted for the first time and failed!

Five missiles, they didn't shoot down one!

So they began to urgently arrange the second interception, because they were as busy as ants on a hot pot, and they had no time to take care of anything else, but the World Security Organization was different, after all, the Defense Department under the World Security Organization specialized in this; they succeeded in the first interception by four-fifths!

Shoot down four missiles in the air!

The four missiles exploded at an altitude of 90,000 meters above the ground, like fireworks in a prosperous era! But there was also a missile that slipped through the net and fell towards the headquarters of the World Security Organization with a grim smile on its face, like a demon that emitted a gloomy laugh.

Department of Defence of the World Security Organization

The fact that they had successfully shot down four of them in the first interception boosted their morale and confidence, and after setting up the second interception net, they had a little time to investigate the source of the missiles.

Through the pictures of the missiles captured by satellites, they found that a demon pattern was drawn on the missile, and next to the demon pattern, there were three bloody big characters!

Devilman!

Needless to say, you will know that this is from Leng Yu's handwriting, directly write the name on the missile, draw a huge demon pattern, and then shoot the missile with a nuclear warhead at the headquarters of the World Security Organization, there is no more direct and domineering way to announce it!

"Devilmen, an organization?"

Seeing the content on the picture, the Ministry of Defense sent the news to the top level of the World Security Organization, the Resolution Council, as soon as possible.

The Resolution, the highest level of the World Security Organization, has a total of twelve members.

The World Security Organization was jointly established by the twelve most powerful countries on the seven continents, and the members of the Resolution Council are naturally the supreme leaders of these twelve countries.

In the resolution meeting, there is also a resolution chief, the candidate for the position of resolution speaker is elected from the twelve heads of state members of the resolution council, the resolution chief is rotated every three years, determined by internal vote, the resolution chairman has the highest power, and becoming the resolution chairman is equivalent to controlling the entire seven continents and the world security organization!

And the current chairman of the resolution was elected by a head of state named Chang Chao!

This is an old man with deep sunken eye sockets, with deep malice in his eye sockets, he looks about ninety years old, his body is thin as wood, there are ugly old age spots on his face, he has long braids, shaved yin and yang head, and exudes a rotten smell all over his body.

He is an ordinary person, but through special methods, he has allowed himself to live for three hundred years!

When a subordinate sends a message to the Resolution Committee

Next to a large white jade round table, twelve figures appeared through the projection at the same time.

Among the twelve, sitting in the middle was the head of the Dynasty, the current chairman of the resolution meeting, the old man with a rotten face, the old man was lifeless, but he sat on a Kowloon golden chair, closed his eyes slightly.

From the left hand side of the rotten old man, the remaining eleven people were:

One is a fat man in his thirties, smiling silly, and the fat man has a white and tender face.

One is a middle-aged Western man in his forties, the middle-aged man is wearing a suit, sitting upright, his eyes are level, and his eyes are always smiling.

One is a dignified middle-aged man in his fifties, the middle-aged man lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and his red face was not angry and arrogant.

One is a kind-looking old man in his sixties, the old man is wearing a silver dragon head cane, sitting in a wheelchair, his body is rickety, his face is haggard, and next to him is an assistant who has been keeping his head down.

One is a middle-aged Western man with curly blond hair, who sits in a casual posture with a large cigar in his mouth, and three beautiful women sitting on him, who are rumored to be his daughters.

One is a woman in her forties who still has charm, this woman is also a Western face, dressed luxuriously, with charming eyes like silk, and a smile that touches people's souls.

One is a queen in her thirties, with phoenix eyes, she sits upright on the phoenix chair, the phoenix with the screen behind her eyes looks straight ahead, her eyes are bright.

One is a man in his forties, who is about forty years old, and where he sits, he tells people to weigh themselves carefully when they speak.

One is a graceful and luxurious woman in her seventies, the woman's eyes are slightly blind, and in the opening and closing, the poisonous light is like a sword!

One is a fifty-year-old man with a shaved head and a fierce spirit, he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a pair of big eyes but dripping around, looking at the three beauties on the legs of the middle-aged Western man in front of him, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes scan the surroundings from time to time, as if he is looking at his prey.

The last one was a man in his fifties, with a greasy face and a smile on his face all the time.

These 12 people are the 12 most powerful heads of state on the Seven Continents, and they control the life and death of hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the Seven Continents.

When the World Security Organization showed them pictures of the missiles captured by satellites through a projection device, all but four of the 12 people were dismissive.

The four people, one of whom was the fat man in his thirties, smiled stupidly, and after seeing the three words devil man in the picture, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and then he continued to sit there stupidly and laugh.

The second person was the man in his fifties, with a greasy face and a smile all the time, and when he saw the three words devil man in the picture, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes!

The third person is the queen who is in her thirties and has the appearance of a phoenix-eyed emperor, and she snorted when she saw the picture.

The last person was the sixty-year-old man in a wheelchair with a kind-looking, ericks, haggard face, who had been tilting his head sideways and looking intently at the three words of the devil man in the picture.

After a long time, he bowed his head to the assistant who had been standing beside him and kept his head down, and after a few words, the assistant nodded and got up and left, and not long after, the assistant went and returned, and it could be faintly seen through the projection screen, the assistant handed the old man a real picture of the missile taken by the satellite, and the old man took the picture and continued to look at it with his head down, as if this photo was a peerless treasure.

"Guys, what do you think about this incident?"

At this moment, sitting in the middle of the white jade round table, the head of the council, the corrupt old man, spoke, as soon as he spoke, it seemed that a dead breath spewed out, and the smell of decay was very unpleasant, so that people couldn't help but pinch their noses.

"It's not worth mentioning!"

The man in his fifties, with a greasy face and a smile all the time, said with a smile.

"What are these guys doing?"

The fat man in his thirties, smiling silly, asked silly.

Except for the kind old man in his sixties, the rest of the people were disdainful.

"How did this guy become the head of state? Someone else dropped 10 missiles to bombard the headquarters of the World Security Organization and the Great Evil Prison, and he didn't know what these people had done?"

Even the head of the council, the corrupt head of the change dynasty, couldn't help but glance sideways at the fat man in his thirties, smiling stupidly.

At this time, the old man in his sixties with a kind face spoke, he put down the real picture in his hand and said slowly.

"These people are afraid that they will be in serious trouble for a while, I think we should gather twelve groups of law enforcers to exterminate them, what do you think?"

"I'm against it"

"Against!

"Against..."

"Resolutely opposed!"

"Resolutely against..."

......

There are a total of twelve law enforcement teams in the World Security Organization, these twelve are just one of one country, usually unrelated to each other, with a specific range of activities, guarding the internal stability of each country within their respective scope of activities, generally not easily assembled, once assembled, it means that there is something important, but with the passage of time, these twelve law enforcement teams composed of the awakened have almost become the leader's personal guard force.

Therefore, when the old man's proposal came out, it was collectively opposed, because some of these twelve people are ordinary people, without the protection of these powerful law enforcers, the danger can be imagined, how can they be willing to do this?

"Call Tianxing!"

Someone suggested

In fact, there are a total of thirteen law enforcer squads, because the World Security Organization also has a law enforcer squad, and this team is the team led by Tianxing, but their law enforcer team does not have its own name, it is equivalent to a supernumerary force, and it is a common resource, and the twelve countries will ask them to do it whenever they have something, so they will often be seen running around with people all over the world.

"Well, that's it, ask Tianxing to take someone to solve it!"

The head of the council turned to the head, and the rotten old man spoke, and when he heard this, the kind old man was silent.

Immediately, the lights went out, and the brief meeting ended.

"Hey..."

Faintly, someone sighed, and I don't know who sent it.

.....

At a beach, Tianxing was standing with a mad dog and others to watch the scenery, when the mobile phone rang, Tianxing took out his mobile phone, looked at the order of the World Security Organization in the mobile phone, his brows suddenly frowned, and then he threw the mobile phone directly into the sea.....

Seeing this, the mad dog was puzzled and shouted to Tianxing, "Brother, why did you throw away the task order?"

Tianxing didn't speak, Tianxing's subordinate, the Yama who likes to swear, spoke.

"These SBs have SHI in their brains! What a bunch of idiots who don't know the height of the sky! The vision coming from the Great Evil Prison obviously belongs to the unique aura of the Great Awakened, and they actually called us over? Tell us to go over and send us to death? Just wait until they finish beating us and we'll go again!"

"Hmm"

Tianxing snorted, everyone stared at each other when they heard this, and the mad dog scratched his head, looking a little stupid.

After a while, Tianxing glanced at the mad dog and said, "Earlier, the master informed me with his heart, telling us not to go over and let's go!

As he spoke, Tianxing took his men to stroll on the beach, and his pace was very leisurely.