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"The dragon proves its power to the ants? Are you kidding?" Emperor Zhang raised his eyebrows as if he heard a joke. "."

"I have said just now. If an ant violates the dragon, the ending will be pinched to death. But don't worry, for your daughter's sake, I won't kill you, I just want you to see a good show. But the audience is not yet there. So I need to wait for a while.

By the way, Sarah you are talking about is your wife? She has prepared the meal, so what are we waiting for? Let me try the first lady’s craftsmanship!"

Emperor Zhang's attitude made Sanchez feel more and more unsure, and his premonition of something bad became stronger and stronger, but he had no power to resist. He saw himself walking out of the office and Iloti like a marionette and walking out of the office and towards the residential area behind.

On the way, I met staff and secret service several times. At the beginning, Sanchez would hint with his eyes, but then he found that the other party completely ignored them, and even his deliberate yelling had no effect. If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have collapsed in such a situation.

He couldn't believe why such a thing happened in reality, how could anyone have such ability? The strict defense measures within the White House were not exerted at all. This was really terrible.

Looking at his wife, eldest daughter and second son, he looked unsurprising of Zhang Hao's appearance, and Sanchez was completely numb. How could he have enough food in this situation? He just sat there and looked at Zhang Hao and his family as if he was very familiar with each other.

And his own abnormality did not attract the attention of his family at all. The feeling of being abandoned and forgotten is really indescribable.

When the food was almost done, a middle-aged man in a Secret Service uniform walked in, saluted Zhang Hao and said,

"Your Majesty, you're ready."

"What's ready?" Sanchez's wife Sarah asked curiously, but she didn't care about the title of His Majesty.

Sanchez brought God to him, and felt more and more that everything in front of him was absurd. He had pinched himself several times and was sure that he was not dreaming. But how should we explain everything in front of him?

"A performance, a great performance. But it is not suitable for women like the lady." Zhang Hao smiled, "I'm full. Sarah, your craftsmanship is really good. But it's a pity that your husband doesn't seem to have a good appetite today. But I think it has nothing to do with your craftsmanship, but is not in a good mood."

"It doesn't matter how he is. As long as you like it," Sarah said casually. This casualness made Sanchez's eyes a little congested.

"Let's go, Mr. President. The audience has arrived, and the performance is about to begin. I think you are suffering now, and you can't wait to end the incredible things in front of you and return to normal life, right?" Zhang Hao patted Sanchez's cheek.

Then he accepted the handkerchief handed by Iroti and wiped his hands, threw it to the ground, completely ignoring the blue veins on Sanchez's forehead.

Sanchez once again followed Zhang Hao to the conference room of the White House like a marionette.

After entering the door, he found that the White House aides, the Speaker of Congress, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and several important figures in the domestic consortium, and the heads of intelligence agencies such as the FBI were waiting in the conference room. It can be said that these people can already decide everything about the United States together.

But as the president, he didn't know at all. Thinking about it deeply, Sanchez's face was covered with sweat.

"Sir President, what's wrong with calling us? Who is he? Why is he here?" asked a speaker of Congress with a frown.

With a 'bang', an important MP next to him suddenly gave him a mouth and said coldly: "Don't point fingers at Your Majesty."

The Speaker looked at the parliamentarian in anger and disbelief, and the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became strange. Some people present were full of doubts, while some were calm and plain. Director Cia, who recognized Zhang Hao, had already warned through the instrument.

Zhang Hao came to the first seat and sat down, raised his feet to the conference table again, looking at the people present who were confused or angry except for the chess he was planted by the big knights.

"Okay, everyone, I know that many of you are confused, but don't worry, I will help you solve your doubts when everyone is all."

The time and space gate opened in the conference room, and in the horrific eyes of the natives of the United States, the Prime Minister of the Eagle Kingdom and others who were very familiar with them came out. Zhang Hao controlled the time and space gate to close and open, because the speed was too fast. In their eyes, the time and space gate seemed to have been standing there.

Gallic, Ross and other seven or eight senior executives of countries with huge influence in this world came one after another. They also had complex expressions, angry, horrified and confused. Many of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, and obviously they were not willing to come here.

Emperor Zhang obviously wouldn't care about these things, so he closed the time and space gate, clapped his hands, and said loudly,

"Well, the people are almost here. Then I will relieve some of your doubts. First, let me introduce myself. Of course, some of you know me, or have heard of my name, but you definitely don't know me enough. So it is still quite necessary to introduce myself."

Seeing the senior executives of these countries standing opposite each other with different eyes looking at themselves, and their fate is completely determined by themselves, Emperor Zhang felt very good in his heart.

"My name is Zhang Hao. The former Chinese, uh, now they should be Chinese. At least China has not eliminated my nationality. I am still a big man, and my profession is an emperor. I rule many worlds, have forces beyond your imagination, and have power like myths and legends.

How about it? Doesn’t it feel incredible? Perhaps everything you have encountered just now is a proof, so how about another proof?”

Zhang Hao snapped his fingers, and the big conference room suddenly became lively, with a crackling sound, so the natives of all countries were like marionettes, slapping others in the face and slapping themselves in the face. The scene was very spectacular. If this scene was filmed and posted, the media would have headlines for a year.

"Don't look at me so angry, otherwise I will be angry. Think about it, what can I do with such ability? For example, let this queen perform some performance art, take a celestial parade on the street, or let you come out publicly?

Ha, if the two prime ministers kiss together or even send further pictures out, the media can have a carnival. These may be just pranks. Think about it again, what can I do? Whatever I want you to do, you will do. Do you understand?

So, the gaze you look at me should be gentle, respectful, humble, and please! If you can't do it, you will be punished."

Looking at the swollen faces of the people present, the expressions of the stiff change, Emperor Zhang couldn't help but laugh.

[The 515 is coming soon. I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. By May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and promote works. It is also love, so it will definitely be better!] (To be continued.)

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