It has not rained these days, and the weather in Liberisen has become much brighter.

In the mysterious villa in the northeast, the villa is built against the mountain, and you can see the terrifying and mysterious masturbation avatar in the hall foyer from a distance.

Several bandit soldiers and officers stood in the darkness of the foyer and looked towards the south. They could vaguely see several hidden mountain roads. There were a fully armed bandit soldier waiting every few meters on both sides of the road.

The Commander-in-Chief went abroad during this period and seemed to have had a lot of talks with several bigwigs in the Middle East and the leaders of the dark world.

He is a super smart person. Yesterday he also made a call for negotiations with the government forces on several Western websites. Many discerning people can tell at a glance that he is right and wrong and acts pitiful. In fact, it is just a temporary plan. The real purpose is to delay time.

Those who stood here waiting for him were commanders of various war zones, Commander Carl of War Zone A, Commander Rody of War Zone C, and many senior officers were watching the road that way.

Pris notified them to attend today's senior meeting yesterday. As for what the meeting was, the person who notified them did not say that only those with good relationships would whisper, "It's better to be careful. The commander-in-chief has been angry several times recently."

Although the weather is extremely bright today, the wind blowing is gentle and refreshing, everyone looks solemn and weird. Some people are tidying up camouflage military uniforms from time to time, so that Pris can find any mark of wine or a fishy red lipstick on their clothes. The lightest punishment is also a few loud slaps.

When the dozen cars in front appeared vaguely in the sight of these people, Commander Carl looked at the people, then looked at the direction of the room in the distance, and said in a manic tone: "Can this Tyson Dam escape? He knows the commander's temper best."

Because of the special mission, Tysonda, the special service captain, has taken off his lieutenant colonel's uniform and fell seriously ill. He hid in the bandit dormitory and was waiting for Pris to deal with him.

But Commander Carl's words seemed to mock Commander Roddy at the same time. Roddy had just retreated to the mountains with his headquarters and hurried over with several guards. Now he was waiting with a sad face. I don't know if it was a severe punishment or a punishment for execution.

But both of them were the leaders of the war zone commander level. How could Roddy convince him? He couldn't help but look at him a few times, and a cold snorted in his nose: "Commander Carl, sometimes don't say anything big. Those guys are very cunning, just like a group of foxes. I, Roddy, have never met these people. Forget it, just the army brigade, there are many Chinese people. They are involved and tell you that you can't be defended. So, I think you should go and fight with them..."

Carl looked at the convoy with a mocking posture, put one hand on his shoulder, pretending to be serious, "Commander Roddy is right. After all, the direction of the capital we attacked was not so stubbornly resisted. If it weren't for the international military and police there, it would be very likely that we were sitting in the presidential palace drinking coffee and watching women dance gorgeously. Oh, no wonder, after you reminded me, I really remembered that Brother Roddy is still very brave, but you, awful beard, look..."

It was obvious that he was still mocking Roddy, and he was talking very humbly, directly talking about his bearded man who thought he was cool, but now he was burned incompletely. He didn't look like a bandit commander, he was simply a down-and-out third-rate artist, or a pitiful beggar.

In the bandit headquarters, for Roddy, Carl was the most insulting person to joke like this. Not only did he tremble all over, but he also touched his poor beard a few times.

Seeing that he became so angry, Carl sneered silently twice, walked to the side, unbuttoned his clothes, wanted to cool down, and then welcome Pris' arrival.

Now everyone knows that Pris will be in a bad mood. Even if he hasn't heard of it, he can guess that he has slapped many people in the face and smashed a lot of things. He will definitely be furious and scolded Roddy and Tysonda.

Roddy caused a lot of trouble. Now it seems that what might make Pris even more angry is Tysonda, the secret service leader, failed repeatedly, and even the methods of instructing the local natives were invalid. These things combined, let alone Pris now, even when he first announced the war.

The convoy in the distance was getting closer and closer, and the waiting officers looked even more serious, and their bodies couldn't help but look to the south.

As mentioned earlier, this is a secret place near the sea and backing the mountain. The villa is surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea behind it. I don’t know how many weapons and bandits are hidden in the continuous mountains. So far, the government only knows that Tysonda is hiding in a mysterious place and has not found a specific location at all.

"Rody..." Someone behind Carl put his hand on his shoulder, and he immediately said impatiently.

Undoubtedly, he guessed that Roddy, the defeated general on the battlefield, must have wanted to ask him to say good things to him later. Maybe Pris could be the only one who could spare him.

After he finished speaking, he looked up to the south. The convoy of tall off-road vehicles was immediately ahead. When he was concentrating on watching, he suddenly saw a person in front of the right.

It's Roddy!

It was not him who patted his shoulder just now!

Carl had already inexplicably started to sweat, and slowly turned his head to see Pris's signature face, smiling, big head, and murderous aura on his face.

Pris stood behind him at some point, looking at him with a gloomy face.

"Commander-in-Chief!" Karl immediately stood at attention and gave him an exaggerated military salute.

Although he didn't say anything too much, he still felt a sense of fear. It seemed that Pris would appear at any time and could kill him at will.

"Commander-in-Chief..."

"Dear Commander-in-Chief..."

For a moment, seven or eight officers turned around and greeted him with a slap. Roddy shouted the loudest, but anyone could hear that there was uneasiness and fear in his voice, and a few traces of decadence.

There was a whirring sound in the hall, and more than a dozen gun guards ran out and surrounded Priss.

Immediately afterwards, four tall thyroves ran out among the guards.

They rushed to these people first, stretched out their long tongues, and smelled them heavily in front of each person. The scary appearance seemed to be able to bite off human organs in an instant.

"Good, be good, come back, come back." Pris clapped his hands gently, and called them with a soft and sinister look on his face.

Even if Roddy knew Pris was sinister and changeable and extremely cruel, he could smell it from these thyros. What kind of training did they have, at least they had eaten humans.

"Why? You all have a sad face. Did your dad die? Or did your wife ask the beast to give him a turn? Is this one..." He hurt these people and undoubtedly looked at Roddy, who was depressed and looked down, as if he was losing his parents.

It is clear that a lot of things are just to scold him.

Roddy looked at the floor in front of her and knew she could not escape. She touched the bearded man with her hands and slowly raised her head, begging for mercy pitifully and said, "Commander-in-Chief, I am Roddy, in Ninbaka, Ninbaka..."

"Damn Roddy, you were not like this before. You have always been my favorite. What's wrong with this? Have you had diarrhea after eating dirty things? Or have you been sleeping with a corpse and got bad luck? Your beard..." Pris looked at him with a sharp look and walked slowly to him.

No one of the men beat and scolded him back, and looked at him as weakly as Roddy, silently accepting serious criticism.

Suddenly, Priss had a golden pistol in his hand.

The pistol is gilded, about the same size as the Big May 4, and it hits Roddy's little belly at once.

Roddy has seen this golden pistol. It is Pulis's self-defense weapon and his favorite object, but its lethality is not bad at all.

It was clear that Pris was about to kill him, and Roddy was so scared that he said nervously: "I should die, damn, I just want to report to you and then commit suicide by having a caesarean section..."

"You are still smart. You lost in Ningbaka City, and countless brothers were injured. This is not the worst. The worst thing is that morale is sluggish, breaking the myth of my undefeated elephant. Now during the negotiations, the international community ignores the conditions I put forward at all. I am the war king and I am going to sit on the bench. There are still many dark society hesitant to not provide us with weapons..."

Pris said in a serious manner, with a strong murderous aura on his face.

In Carl and the others' eyes, today was a bit extraordinary. Prisse actually said so much to Roddy, and he had not asked the guards to dismember him directly, or just treat him as a pig and hand him to the thyroves to bite him to death.

"Commander-in-Chief, I just want to tell you the situation clearly. The black fox and the lone wolf were both mysteriously dead. A large number of Chinese people participated in the battle. They hid in the dark like liars and thieves, and carried out demonic sneak attacks..." Roddy's eyes were filled with tears in his anxious eyes, and he suddenly looked like he was not afraid of life and death. His lips trembled, and he gently touched the gun on his lower abdomen with one hand.

It seems that after he finished talking about the situation on the battlefield, he asked Pris to shoot him to death.

Several guards behind Pris raised their guns and pointed them at Roddy's head. As long as Priss says something, they will shoot decisively and break the head of this badly-known defeated soldier.

But just when Roddy touched the gun handle, Priss didn't know what switch the gun was. There were harsh sounds in one place of the gun handle. A super electric current and electric Roddy's hands emitted dazzling lights, his body twitched sharply, and his subconsciously shrank his hand. Priss was still standing there steadily. His body had shrunk into a ball, and he fell heavily to the ground. He held the black palm of the electricity and let out an inhuman scream in pain!

Carl, and Captain George, Lin and others were so scared that they looked at each other and stared at Priss blankly.

Priss is a very talented war king and conspiracy expert. He appeared in the hall unexpectedly just now. No one knows where he came in. Now he is the same as before: weird, suspicious, weird and cruel.
Chapter completed!