Everyone began to clean up the headquarters and move out what they should have moved out. Novels.

"Ah..." Chen suddenly screamed.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Chen pulling out a corpse from the ruins.

Sisco's body was pulled out.

No wonder Chen screamed so miserably.

When Chen is in a depressed mood on weekdays, he always asks Sisco to vent his anger.

Now that the toy is dead, it would be strange if Chen is not sad.

"President, if you die, you will die, it's no big deal."

"Who said it's no big deal? I'm going to leave him to my daughter to see if my daughter wants to avenge her mother with her own hands."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

"Chanon is not dead..." Moore found Chanon from the ruins.

Chanon's life is so tough, he is not dead.

At this time, West came to Chen's side.

"President, speak here."

Chen followed West in surprise and came to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"President, Minister of Counter-Terrorism Operations, Mr. Leon wants to see you."

"Oh, just meet me, what's wrong."

"That...Minister Leon's temper may be a little bad."

"Don't worry, since I'm a superior, I will pay attention to my temper." Chen said.

West looked at Chen Xindan's promise and his mood did not improve at all.

Chen is a very willful person.

He didn't think that if Minister Leon said something unpleasant.

Chen will be able to bear it.

...

On the second day, Chen and West went to the Counter-Terrorism Operations Department.

It looks like an ordinary office, with people coming and going.

Except for when I checked my identity at the door, there was not much scrutiny for the rest.

It's completely different from what Chen imagined.

Chen thought it would be scanned by various high-tech instruments, both retina and fingerprints.

However, Chen couldn't stand it anymore when he sat in the aisle.

"When will that minister be able to see us? If you don't have time, you'll have another day."

"President, wait patiently, wait a little longer."

Chen's impatientness has been written on his face.

Finally, after waiting for more than two hours, Leon's secretary finally informed them that they could go in.

After Chen walked in, he sat directly in front of Leon.

Leon raised his eyelids and looked at Chen: "Did I let you sit? Are you Chinese so rude?"

West's forehead was already sweating coldly, and this was not a pleasant beginning.

"If you summon guests and don't take the initiative to take the initiative to sit in the guests, you Americans' courtesy is not good either."

Chen raised his legs and looked straight at Leon.

"You are Chinese, tell me why you joined the Supernatural Association." Leon directly treated Chen as an outsider.

"Oh, my ability is not ranked in China, so I came to the United States to try my luck. I found that the level here in supernatural is very weak, and anyone like me can be the president."

Leon's forehead bulged with blue veins, he looked at Chen with his teeth gritted his teeth, slapped the table and shouted, "Boy, you're very tough. Do you believe it or not, I'll just let you go to prison?"

"Old guy, you have a tough temper. Believe it or not, I'll let you go directly to the hospital?"

“I now doubt you have the ability to lead the Supernatural Society.”

"Anyway, it's more capable than you." Chen said disdainfully.

"You are challenging my bottom line." Leon looked at Chen with gritted teeth.

"On the surface, the Supernatural Association is a subordinate department of your anti-terrorism department, but we have our own way of operating, and it's not your turn to intervene."

Anyway, they have already broken up, and Chen plans to go to the end with Leon.

"But your funds are provided by our Counter-Terrorism Operations Department."

"You can do nothing to pay, and you can solve the supernatural events yourself."

"Do you think we can't handle these events without your supernatural association?"

Chen stood up, turned around and left: "West, the Supernatural Society begins holiday today."

"Come back." Leon felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

He already regretted summoning Chen, but he didn't expect that Chen's temper was even worse than him.

Originally, he wanted to put on airs and let Chen know who the boss was.

As a result, Chen didn't have a good conversation with him from beginning to end.

Chen turned around and gave Leon a middle finger.

"Not asked to do it on my head."

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Leon shouted in a panic: "Even without your supernatural association, we can solve it. We can form a second supernatural association ourselves."

Chen shrugged: "Good luck, goodbye."

"I don't believe it. Without you, our Counter-Terrorism Operations Department will be finished."

West followed Chen with a bitter look on his face: "President, why bother like this?"

"Didn't you see that old guy's face? He's totally here to humiliate me."

West looked helpless. Although the Supernatural Association had its own system, the funding for the activities was provided by the Counter-Terrorism Operations Department.

Now that they have a falling out with Leon, what do they eat?

Will Leon really come to beg them?

Don't joke, the biggest possibility is that they will set up another supernatural association.

And it is directly controlled by Leon, and will not be out of the control of the Counter-Terrorism Operations Department like the current supernatural association.

"President, what if they don't come and beg us?"

"Then you're self-sufficient." Chen said naturally: "Any action will be charged in the future. If you don't pay or take action, it's that simple, just like the current hospital."

"Can this work?"

"What's wrong with it? Have confidence in yourself."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Then let's disband." Chen Tanran said.

"well……"

If I had known, I wouldn't notify Chen, and Leon would just find an excuse to deal with it.

Chen's temper is also an eye-opener.

"Is the headquarters still renovated?"

"Of course." Chen's answer was yes.

West is now full of confusion about his future.

"By the way, I'm curious why the supernatural association is not under the control of the government."

"President, the United States is a member of the supernatural organization, and the supernatural conventions must also be followed, and the government has to interfere with the operation of its own supernatural associations."

"Then the old man said he wanted to form it himself, this should be illegal, right?"

"That's right, but they can be formed privately. On the surface, they are private organizations, but in fact they are controlled by the Counter-Terrorism Operations Department. This operation is completely feasible."

"So you have an estimate that they can form a group?"

“It depends on how much they invest.”

“The supernatural association hasn’t invested much, right?”

"The Supernatural Society has existed for thirty years, and the Counter-Terrorism Operations Department has invested nearly 100 million US dollars."

"No matter what they think they can leave us, can't we live if we leave them?"
Chapter completed!