Grelen rang the light bell, and then a female servant came to the door.

When she saw that it was Gleren, she quickly opened the door, "His Excellency Vice President, is there anything you have to do?" said the servant.

Gleren was a little dissatisfied. If there was something you, a servant, could ask? But after all, he had been struggling in the officialdom for many years, and he quickly suppressed his emotions.

He squeezed out a smile and said, "I have something to do with Your Excellency the President, please let me in."

The servant was stunned for a moment. She knew that the president had just scolded him today, so why did he suddenly come to the president? But she knew that these things were not what she should care about, so she nodded.

Grelen was led into it.

The president of the Rezel Federation was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

He is a middle-aged man in his fifties and looks energetic. He is extremely prestigious among the people of the Rezel Federation. With his prestige and age, it is not impossible to be re-elected for two terms, but Gleren can't wait.

Gleren has been coveting this position for a long time. In addition to him, there is also a vice president. He doesn't want to wait ten years later, and the position of president may not be his in ten years.

"Sir, Vice President Gleren is here." The servant said softly.

After hearing the sound, the president put down the newspaper and took off his glasses.

"Glieren, is there anything you're so late to come to me?" the president stood up and said.

Although he has not always had a good impression of Gleren, as a politician, he still showed his enthusiasm.

Glelen said respectfully, "Your Excellency the President, this is the case. I want to discuss some things with you. I booked a private room at the Hubin Hotel. Why not go to the Hubin Hotel to have a meal and talk about it. I think you don't seem to have eaten."

The president was a little surprised by Griellen's reaction, but he didn't think too much. He just thought that Griellen might have woken up. Since that's the case, he could also talk to him. After all, Griellen's position in the Rezel Federation is still very important.

"Well, since you have invited me kindly, I'll go with you, Chris, don't prepare my supper."

"Yes, sir."

Gleren didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and he was secretly happy, but there was still no expression on his face.

Gleren let the president walk in front and walked out after himself.

At this time, the president's personal guard and the special car were ready.

The president got into a car, then got into another car by himself, and walked out behind the president's car ground.

There were three people sitting in Gleren's car, the ones who were in the port before.

"Vivian, use your ability to help me see where this person is currently?" Grelen took out his brain and pointed at the person above and said. The person above was Zhuo Luo.

Vivian nodded, her eyes widened. She was a superman who could stare at the fruit. Her eyes were like a clairvoyance, and she could see the scene in the distance.

The reason why Glyren confirmed it again was that Zhuo Luo was a very important part of this plan. If Zhuo Luo left, it would be difficult to carry out his own plan. Politicians like them always had to keep the plan foolproof.

Vivian looked carefully and said, "That person is still in the Hubin Hotel and has not moved."

"That would be great." Grelen breathed a sigh of relief.

"These presidents' personal guards are very powerful in combat. You must be quick when you attack later, otherwise I am afraid of causing changes." Grelen instructed.

"I understand, we are Lord Crassus' subordinates, and you don't need your instructions for this kind of thing." Salinger said impatiently.

Gleren didn't continue to say anything. Although these people had a bad attitude, they had no choice but to ask others for help. The fact is so cruel.

Salinger and others had been disguised, so no one could see their original appearance.

Two cars arrived at the Hubin Hotel, which is located next to a huge artificial lake. Due to its unique geographical location and famous dishes, especially at night, the slight lake wind blows, making people feel comfortable, so when summer comes, it is often full.

Glyrending's private room was on the second floor, and a group of guards walked in with the president.

Griren pulled a chair and let the president sit down, and the people brought by Griren stood with the president's guards.

These people did not notice any abnormalities.

"Serve the food!" Grelen said loudly.

The waiter began to serve up the prepared dishes.

Grielen began to eat with the president, "His Excellency President, I thought about it carefully and felt that it was indeed a bit inappropriate to start a war against the Appalachian Kingdom. I would like to forgive me for what happened to me before." Grielen picked up the wine glass and said to the president.

The president was a little surprised, but soon realized that he also picked up the wine glass and said, "Glylen, you are a good vice president. Your ability is indeed much stronger than Amin. I am very happy that you can have this awareness now. As long as you keep on the peace array, the position of president is not far away for you."

Grelen smiled and thought it was, but murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Our Rezel Federation had fought with the Appalachian Kingdom for many years, and both sides had nothing. Now that the Appalachian Kingdom was willing to export Metel metal to us, this was the opportunity for us to reconcile with the Kingdom. The people of both countries did not like war. If they could trade well and live in harmony, it would be the best. Ferdinand was a good king. It was very simple to deal with such people. As long as they showed sincerity, the other party would be willing to accept you." The rise of the president's speech could not stop for a while.

Griren nodded repeatedly and said yes.

After speaking for a while, the president felt a little tired. He picked up the wine glass and took another sip of wine. Just as his wine glass was facing his mouth, Grelen's hand under the table suddenly changed, turning into a long green knife, which stabbed directly into the president's abdomen.

The president didn't even have time to scream because the wine was in his throat.

Grelen put one hand behind the president's ground and held his body.

"His Excellency President, why do you get drunk if you drink such a little wine? You still can't drink enough." Grelen said while giving Salinger and others a vague expression.

Several presidential bodyguards felt a little strange and wanted to come over to check it out. As presidential guards, they had to consider everything.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!