Just as several guards were about to come, Salinger and others next to Grelen suddenly moved.

Two long bone spurs pierced the bodies of the two guards. There were three guards of the president in total. The other one changed color when they saw the two of them. At this time, the man following Salinger suddenly moved, and two long vine whips instantly wrapped around the other guard's neck.

The defender's face turned red and the vine whip kept shrinking. After the defender struggled for a few times, his arms were hanging down weakly, his head tilted, and he completely lost his voice.

Grelen was relieved when he saw that the matter had been resolved successfully.

"Execute the second plan and let someone bring that kid over," said Gleren.

"yes."

In the hotel lobby.

Zhuo Luo is still eating Heiser here. Roger gave him enough money to eat, so he came to this restaurant with good reputation. He wanted to come when he came to Bandobrook for the exam, but he was short of money.

A waiter came to Zhuo Luo's dining table, and Zhuo Luo's table was filled with empty plates.

"Sir, our manager invites you to go there." The waiter said softly to Zhuo Luo.

Zhuo Luo raised his head, looked at the waiter, and said, "Me? Are you sure it's me?"

The waiter smiled and said, "That's right, it's you."

"Forget it, I won't go, I'd better stay here to eat." Zhuo Luo waved his hand and said that he was not interested.

The waiter said, "That's right. Our manager wants to change you a private room, because there are too many people here, you are like this..." The waiter didn't say the following words, and Zhuo Luo knew it clearly. Didn't he just think that his eating habits were too ugly?

"If you are willing to move upstairs, we will give you another 3,000 star coins for free." The waiter whispered.

Zhuo Luo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he reacted, nodded, and said, "Okay, then I'll go with you." Zhuo Luo took out two pieces of paper, wiped his mouth, and followed the waiter to the second floor.

"This is the private room." The waiter said, pointing to the door of a private room.

Zhuo Luo opened the door, "There is no one here..." Before he finished speaking, the waiter slashed his neck with a knife.

Zhuo Luo suddenly fainted.

The waiter quickly carried him in.

Close the door.

Grelen walked to him, pulled out the sword from Zhuo Luo's waist, and cut a deep hole into his abdomen, and blood immediately poured out from it.

Then, Zhuo Luo's knife stabbed into the president's stomach, then pulled it out, and then delivered it to Zhuo Luo. "You guys also create some knife wounds on themselves, and these guards use the wounds to cover their wounds." Grelen ordered.

Although he didn't want to fly Grellen, several people still did what he said.

A scene was forged like this.

Grelen winked at the waiter, and the waiter hurriedly ran out and shouted, "No, no, someone was killed!"

Hearing the sound, a group of customers looked over, and several security personnel rushed over immediately.

"What's going on? What's the noise?" a security guard said dissatisfied.

"Not good, on the second floor, someone was killed, and there are still injured people there. You can go over and take a look!" said the waiter anxiously.

"What?" The security personnel changed color instantly, greeted several people, and rushed to the private room.

Grelen was lying on the ground covering his abdomen, while the bodies of the president and several guards were still there.

"Hurry... Call an ambulance and police, Your Excellency the President is assassinated!" Grelen said with all his strength.

After seeing the president's body, the security officers had lost their opinion. Hearing Gleren's words, he realized.

He hurried to get in communication, and several other security personnel immediately gave some treatment measures to Grelen and others.

After a while, the roar of the sirens and ambulances sounded, and a group of policemen and doctors and nurses rushed in, and the customers in the hotel were suddenly in panic.

After hearing the news of the president's assassination, the police chief suddenly felt that the sky was dark. If something happened to the president, his career would end here.

The police chief followed the doctors to the second floor.

The doctors examined the injured and the dead.

"Doctor, how about it? The president is fine, right?" The police chief still held a hint of luck in his heart.

The doctor took off his mask and said, "Your Excellency the President has confirmed his death. He died of a sharp knife stabbed through the abdomen. Your Vice President's injury is not very serious, just deal with it."

After hearing this, the police chief immediately collapsed on the ground, "It's over...I'm over!" he murmured. The president died here, and his career was completely over.

Griren walked over with his bandaged belly, "The murderer is that person, Director, you'd better investigate the details of this person immediately and find out the real mastermind for the assassination of the director. In that case, your fate may change a little." Griren pointed at Zhuo Luo and said.

The director came to his senses this time, "Yes, as long as there is a murderer, it's easy to deal with, so I can give the people an explanation." The director seemed to have grabbed a straw and felt that his fate seemed to have turned around again.

"Take the prisoner away quickly and go and interrogate him immediately." The director said, directing his subordinates.

Everyone quickly grabbed Zhuo Luo and took him into the police car, who was unconscious.

At the same time, the bodies of the president and other deceased were taken away.

"Glyren, what will we do next?" Salinger walked to Glyren and said.

Gleren looked at him dissatisfiedly and whispered, "I said that in the Federation, I asked my Vice President this year, and the next step is to go to the conference building and call on all the members of the parliament to discuss matters."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out.

Salinger sneered behind him, "Just a hypocritical politician, isn't it just a trick? What can you do without our help?"

Gleren led Salinger and the other three to arrive at the conference building as quickly as possible. At this time, more than half of the members of parliament had learned about the president's death. They were all standing in the conference room with a worried look on their faces. Where should the country go if the president dies?

Grieren came to the conference room. At this time, the conference room was filled with smoke. The congressman was either dazed or smoking, and a cloud of sorrow was bleak.

Seeing these people's appearance, Grelen sneered secretly. Just such a person wants to oppose himself, so he doesn't have to take these guys too seriously. Fortunately, he tried his best to win over them before.
Chapter completed!