The two glanced at each other, their faces filled with shock.
"Who are you?"
"Why are you asking so much? Do you want to take revenge for them? Or stand up for them? "
"Sir." Just then, Gimli and Serena ran over in a hurry.
Chen Zhao looked at them. Gimli raised his hands. "We mean no harm. This has nothing to do with us."
As soon as they saw Gaia, they knew something was wrong.
At that moment, a green light began to appear in the surrounding bushes. Then, Skeleton Soldiers walked out of the forest.
Gimli and Serena were shocked. They realized that there was a girl in black among the people Chen Zhao had brought.
It turned out that the girl in black and the huge woman were together.
No wonder they were so strong.
But … who were they exactly?
Also, what grievances did they have with the Illuminati?
Gimli looked at Zela, who Chen Zhao was dragging. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Sir, can you let Ms. Zela go …"
No matter what, he and Zela were friends.
Now that he saw Zela's miserable state, he couldn't bear to let her go.
Chen Zhao glanced at Zela and tossed her to Gimli.
"Logically, I shouldn't let her go, but she's pregnant and my wife is too," Chen Zhao said calmly. At the same time, he looked at Zela. "I look forward to your revenge, but if you want it, you better think about your child."
Gimli held Zela and retreated. This man gave him a very dangerous feeling.
Russell Nande had never taken the Supernatural Organization seriously.
But after the all-out battle, he realized that he'd underestimated the organization.
No, more accurately, he'd overestimated the Illuminati.
They had overwhelming power.
Every member of the Supernatural Organization had the ability to crush anyone.
Once they found a chance, they would attack.
It had only been ten minutes since the start of the battle, but they had already lost five of their members.
"Stop!!" Russell Nande was both anxious and angry. He used a secret technique, and his magic power began to rise rapidly.
Gimli and Serena couldn't help but look at Russell South.
"So powerful!"
"When did Russell become so powerful?"
"No, he used a secret technique."
Russell Nande scanned the battlefield and finally fixed his gaze on Chen Zhao.
As long as they could capture Chen Zhao, the battle would be over.
Russell Nande took advantage of the fact that no one was in front of him and charged at Chen Zhao without a care.
However, it seemed that no one came to stop him.
Russell Nande was secretly delighted.
He knew that even if he used the secret technique, he wouldn't be able to completely control the Supernatural Organization.
Perhaps he had a chance in a one-on-one fight, but none of the members of the Supernatural Organization were weak.
It was impossible for him to expel all of them.
That was why he decided to capture the ringleader first.
Gillian and Serena watched as Russell Nande approached Chen Zhao. They wondered how Chen Zhao would react.
However, just as Russell thought he was about to succeed, Chen Zhao swept his leg out and Russell flew away like a rag doll.
Everyone's expressions froze. Was Russell Nande that weak?
In their eyes, Chen Zhao's kick was too ordinary.
It was so ordinary that no one could find any highlights.
This shouldn't be Russell Nande's true strength. He shouldn't be this weak.
Russell Nande climbed up with difficulty.
His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, as well as disbelief.
How was this possible?
How could that man be so strong?
Russell Nande's body wobbled. He couldn't even stand properly.
Chen Zhao's kick indeed looked ordinary, but it was powerful.
But the key point was that the force was great. This kick almost shattered Russell South's ribs and shoulder blade.
The fact that Russell Nande was still standing was already a testament to his strong willpower.
Finally, the North American Light Society surrendered.
They couldn't take this kind of massacre anymore.
All of their pride and courage had been destroyed by the Supernatural Organization's ruthless methods.
They knelt on the ground with their hands on their heads.
The people from the Supernatural Organization followed the rules.
In modern wars, they weren't as ruthless as they were in ancient times.
It was the same for most fights in the supernatural world.
"Do you still want to fight? Your subordinates have all surrendered. "Chen Zhao looked at Russell Nande.
Russell Nande finally couldn't bear the huge physical and psychological trauma. He knelt on the ground and struggled to support his body with his arms. He couldn't stop crying.
Because of his arrogance and ignorance, the North American Light Society was greatly injured.
Chen Zhao also felt that the massacre was enough. There was no need to continue.
The people of the Supernatural Organization weren't butchers.
They could fight with all their strength against demons, but they were facing humans now.
Moreover, there were countless pairs of eyes looking at them.
If they went too far, they might become the enemy of the entire North American supernatural world.
After all, no matter where you were, it was hard to accept killing your own kind.
"From now on, the North American Light Society will no longer exist. At least in America, I don't want to hear your name," Chen Zhao said calmly. "You have to agree to this request whether you want to or not. I'm not asking for your opinions. I'm ordering you to do it."
"Also, West will talk to you about the compensation."
Chen Zhao turned around and gestured at West.
"I'll leave him to you," Chen Zhao said.
West and Russell Nande were old acquaintances.
But in the past, West had been humiliated by Russell Nande more than once.
But in the past, West had been humiliated by Russell Nande more than once.
West stood there, but Russell Nande couldn't stand up.
West stood there, but Russell South could not stand up.
West stood there, but Russell Nande couldn't stand up.
There was no need to say anything. Russell Nande was already humiliated enough. Or do you need to wait until your injuries are better? "
Russell Nand raised his head and looked at West with a complicated gaze.
Russell Nande looked up at West with a complicated expression. Was it anger or hatred?
The subordinates that he had painstakingly recruited and nurtured were killed by the other party.
The subordinate he'd worked so hard to find and train had been killed.
But he also regretted it.
This conflict could have been avoided.
"Say it." Russell didn't want to lose his last dignity before West.
Even now, he was almost fainting from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.
"From now on, the North American Light Society will leave America. Within three years, the North American Light Society isn't allowed to enter America. The Supernatural Organization must make a copy of their magic books and compensate them twenty million dollars."
Russell Nande's heart was bleeding. He looked up at West. "What if I don't agree?"
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