"Actually, Su Rui..."

Arnold looked at the young man in front of him and said, "From the beginning of your step into this house, I don't think you can go out alive."

After pausing, he added: "Even if it causes storm."

As the President of the United States, Arnold certainly knew the interests behind this matter, but he had to do so, for the sake of the United States and for himself.

This is already very straightforward - at all costs.

Now that things have come to this point, it is no longer possible for both parties to reach a settlement.

Especially when Su Rui is still in control of Arnold's super information, if this matter is left unresolved and Su Rui walks out of this white building safely, then Arnold will be in Su Rui's shadow all his life.

"Are you really not worried about China's violent rebound?" Su Rui asked coldly.

"You are not the one who will take the initiative to drag China into the water. You have a very strong relationship with that country." Arnold said: "We know you very much, maybe, a little deeper than you know yourself."

Su Rui spread his hands: "If this is the case, I'm very sorry."

Then, he glanced at the man in black sitting next to him: "President Arnold, it seems that it is no longer your home court. I feel that you can't be his master."

Indeed, since the mysterious man in black appeared, the atmosphere at the scene began to become depressed, and Arnold could not break such aura with the aura of the superiors he developed in the position of president.

The latter's aura actually formed a cage feeling, which seemed to make the air around it stagnate and make it difficult to flow.

This is a mysterious feeling. Although it does not happen really, everyone in it will have a similar feeling.

Su Rui really doesn't know how powerful this man is.

After hearing this, Arnold stood up, shook his head, and took two steps back.

There was no problem with Su Rui's judgment. Indeed, it was no longer Arnold's home court at all.

As for what changes the mysterious man's appearance would bring to this confrontation, Arnold himself was not sure at all. What happened next was indeed not under his control.

"This...sen." Su Rui carefully used the words: "I wonder when you saw me?"

The man spoke: "Several years ago."

"Many years ago?" Su Rui couldn't help but say lightly, "Oh, then you're quite old."

"It's OK," the man said again.

These simple words made Su Rui still a little confused about his way.

"Then are you here to kill me?" Su Rui continued: "If we really do it, I may not be able to beat you."

There is no way. In this case, Su Rui really needs to test it a few more words.

The mysterious man glanced at Su Rui deeply and did not answer immediately.

Although Su Rui could not see the person's face clearly, he could clearly feel that the man's eyes looked at him had a clear scrutiny.

Arnold stood behind, sweating in his palms.

He really wanted this mysterious man to hurry up and deal with Su Rui, but what he said didn't count.

"Sir, why don't you answer my question

Where?” Su Rui asked.

"Of course I want to kill you, otherwise, why would I appear here?" The man spoke lightly, but the information revealed in this sentence was explosive.

Su Rui suddenly felt a little chill on his back!

Because, when he came to the Presidential Palace this time, he caught many people off guard. How did this mysterious man know that he would come here? Did he calculate everything he did?

This is too low!

Or is it that some people who have mastered the information in advance have seen his behavior and have accurately calculated his next step?

Su Rui thought about it and found it unbelievable. After all, even a military advisor who was completely in charge, he never expected that he would suddenly rush into the presidential palace before notifying the other party.

"Then...Senior, when did you come here?" Su Rui asked again. When he said this, his eyes were already filled with bright light.

Su Rui suddenly had a lot of extremely sharp aura, which seemed to disperse the depression and darkness that enveloped the room!

Looking at this scene, the man said lightly: "Young man has a bright future, but it's a pity."

What a pity?

After hearing this, a bad feeling suddenly rose in Su Rui's heart!

Immediately afterwards, he saw the man opposite suddenly stretch out his hand and grab him!

…………

Outside the Presidential Palace, there are more and more special forces.

After all, after the news of Su Rui forcing the Presidential Palace with his first aide spread, the US military system must make relevant responses.

Since Arnold has not sent any help messages yet, these soldiers are still on guard and have no intention of launching a strong attack yet.

However, Nasrit was really anxious.

He is on the front line of the battlefield all year round, and his keen sense of war is far beyond ordinary people.

From the moment Su Rui entered the presidential palace, Nasrit knew that the world was already filled with storms.

"You should come out quickly, don't do anything to the president!"

Nasrit was muttering in his heart, almost praying for God's blessing to Su Rui.

At this time, the commander-in-chief of the US Army, General Tigerstadt, also came to the scene.

He has always admired Su Rui very much and is not stingy with praise on Su Rui at all. But now, when Su Rui stands in the opposite direction of the US national interests, he must make a relevant response.

"General, you are here too." Nasrit saluted when he saw Tigerstalt appear here.

In front of the old superior, Nasrit rarely shows a serious attitude, and the solemnity at this time is absolutely unprecedented.

"Are you ready?" Tigstadt asked, staring at the presidential palace.

"Not ready," Nasrit said.

"The whole world is staring at this place. The US president is about to be hijacked. As the commander-in-chief of the Delta Force, you told me that you are not ready?" Tigstadt's voice became stern, but his tone was not very high... It seems that he was also preventing others from hearing it.

Nasrit stammered his neck and said rudely: "General, although I don't know what happened between Su Rui and the President, my intuition tells me.

Let me tell you that Su Rui is not wrong.”

"That's the president's mistake?" Tigstadt's eyes also became much sharper.

"It's not that there's no possibility."

Nasrit's performance at this time is really brotherly enough.

Tigstadt was almost blown up by his beloved general: "Do you know what it means to say like this? You are a American, a lieutenant general of the US Army! If someone hears you, don't do your current position!"

"General, I suggest we stay sane, after all, the truth of the matter is not obvious yet."

"Rational, no!" Tigstadt cursed: "Do you know what's happening with the border between the United States and Mexico now!"

Nasrit's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is there something that threatens the United States?"

Looking at the beloved general who was turning his elbow outward, Tetstadt was so angry that he didn't know what to say, but he shook his head: "Anyway, don't drag your legs. This matter is not yet finalized. You might as well wait and see, the 'Glory First Division' has been transferred to the Mimo border by me."

Nasrit's eyebrows suddenly frowned: "The First Division of Glory? What are they doing there?"

…………

I don't know how many private jets are taking off from all over the world and landing towards Mexican airports.

I don't know how many burly men who looked very stout boarded the passenger plane to Mexico.

I don't know how many cars are heading towards the meeting place scheduled by Stoudemire.

The mercenaries in Africa didn't want to fall behind, and they even chartered flights to North America through their own channels.

The God of Wealth Stodmeier waved money-bills frantically, and it is estimated that many brokers will make a lot of money from it this time.

The number of mercenaries on this planet is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and under Stoudemire's "temptation", the power of the mercenary world has been mobilized.

Smoking cigars, watching helicopters land, and seeing rows of convoys arrive, Stoudemire narrowed his eyes.

The wind blows dust and sand, and the current God of Wealth looks like a war boss.

If it weren't for revenge for the old brother, the atmosphere was a bit heavy and lacked a sense of high spirits. Otherwise, this moment would definitely be the highest moment in Stoudemire's life, no doubt about it.

After spitting out a mouthful of smoke, Studmeier squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, saying, "How many people have come?"

The subordinates on the side came over and said a number in Stoudemire's ear.

This made a wealthy master tremble, and the limited edition cigar almost fell to the ground.

"So many people?" He glared his eyes widened: "Are there so many mercenaries on Earth?"

"Yes, boss..." He said: "And, some top mercenary groups are already very expensive, ten times more..."

Stoudemier suddenly realized sadly that his working capital seemed a little stretched...

In recent years, the God of Wealth has been continuously expanding its industry, and under this circumstance, his working capital this year is indeed less than before.

"Damn it, I'm going to borrow money," Stodmeier said, taking out his cell phone and preparing to call.

However, at this time, a message happened to be received on his mobile phone.

It was sent by Fitzklo.

The content of this message is-

"If the money is not enough, I still have it here."
Chapter completed!