He subconsciously reached out and touched his hand, and his hands were covered with wet and sticky liquid.

Raise your hand and keep it in front of you.

The bright red blood stained the palms.

"How dare you? I'm the president..."

He said something difficult, his lips squirmed slightly.

Immediately, my head slowly slid down my neck.

laugh……

A stream of blood splattered from the broken neck.

Gulu!

His head fell to the floor, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Until his death, he couldn't believe it.

This young Chinese really dares to attack him.

You know, he is the president of a country.

"President? In my eyes, it's just an ant."

A cold laughter sounded, and the person picked up the head on the floor.
Chapter completed!