"Actually, Su Rui..."

Arnold looked at the young man in front of him and said, "since you stepped into this house, I don't think you can go out alive."

After a pause, he added, "even if it causes a storm."

As the president of the United States, Arnold certainly knows the stakes behind this matter, but he has to do so for the sake of the United States and himself.

This is already very straightforward - at all costs.

At this point, it is impossible for the two sides to reach a settlement.

Especially in Su Rui, he still has Arnold's super big stuff. If this thing goes away and Su Rui walks out of the white building safely, Arnold will be in the shadow of Su Rui all his life.

"Are you really not worried about the sharp rebound of Huaxia?" Su Rui asked coldly.

"You are not the one who will take the initiative to drag China into the water. Your feelings for that country are very heavy." Arnold said, "we know you very well, maybe a little better than you know yourself."

Su Rui said, "in this case, I'm sorry."

Then, his eyes glanced at the man in black sitting next to him: "President Arnold, it seems that it is not your home court now. I feel that you can't be his master."

Indeed, since the mysterious man in black appeared, the atmosphere at the scene began to become repressed, and Arnold could not break this aura by virtue of the superior atmosphere he developed in the presidency.

The smell of the latter actually formed a feeling of cage, which seemed to make the surrounding air stagnant and difficult to flow.

This is a mysterious feeling. Although it doesn't really happen, everyone in it will have a similar feeling.

Su Rui really doesn't know how powerful this man is.

After hearing this, Arnold stood up, shook his head and took two steps back.

Su Rui's judgment has no problem. Indeed, it is not Arnold's home court at all now.

As for what kind of change the mysterious man's appearance will bring to this confrontation, Arnold himself is completely unsure. What happens next is really out of his control.

"This... Elder." Su Rui thought about his words. "I don't know when you met me?"

The man said, "many years ago."

"Many years ago?" Hearing this ambiguous statement, Su Rui couldn't help saying faintly, "Oh, you're quite old."

"Not bad." The man said again.

These simple words made Su Rui a little confused about his ways.

"Are you here to kill me?" Su Rui then said, "if we really fight, I may not be able to beat you."

There's no way. In this case, Su Rui really needs to test a few more words.

The mysterious man took a deep look at Su Rui and didn't immediately answer.

Although Su Rui couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could clearly feel that the man's eyes looked at him with a clear meaning of examination.

Arnold stood behind with a sweat in his hand.

He wanted to let the mysterious man hurry up and get rid of Su Rui. However, what he said didn't count.

"Elder, why don't you answer my question?" Su Rui asked.

"Of course, I want to kill you. Otherwise, why would I appear here?" The man spoke faintly, but the message revealed in this sentence was explosive.

Su Rui suddenly felt a little cold on his back!

Because he came to the presidential palace so suddenly that many people were caught off guard. How did this mysterious man know he would come here? Did he calculate what he did?

This possibility is too low!

Or is it that his behavior has been seen by some people who have mastered the information in advance, and he has accurately calculated his next step?

Su Rui felt incredible when he thought about it. After all, even the military strategist who had no choice but to do so did not expect him to suddenly rush into the presidential palace before he informed the other party.

"Then... Elder, when did you come here?" Su Rui asked again. When he said this, his eyes were full of fine light.

From Su Rui's body, a lot of sharp and extreme breath suddenly rose, which seemed to dissipate a lot of the depression and darkness that enveloped the room at once!

Looking at this scene, the man said faintly, "young man, promising, however, it's a pity."

What a pity?

Hearing this sentence, Su Rui suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart!

Then, he saw the man opposite suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed it at him!

…………

Outside the presidential palace, there are more and more special forces.

After all, after the news that Su Rui broke into the presidential palace with his first aide came out, the American military system must make a relevant response.

As Arnold hasn't sent any distress messages yet, these soldiers are still in full readiness and have no intention of launching a strong attack for the time being.

But nasrit was really anxious.

He has been on the front line of the battlefield all year round, and his keen sense of war is far beyond ordinary people.

From the moment Su Rui entered the presidential palace, nasrit knew that the world was already full of rain and wind.

"You should come out quickly. Don't do anything to the president!"

Nasrit read endlessly in his heart, almost praying for God's blessing for Su Rui.

At this time, the commander-in-chief of the American army, general tagstadt, also came to the scene.

He has always appreciated Su Rui very much, and he is generous in his praise. But now, when Su Rui stands on the opposite side of the national interests of the United States, he must make relevant responses.

"General, you are here too." Nasrit saw tiger Stadt appear here and saluted.

Nasrit rarely showed a serious attitude in front of his old superiors, and his dignity at this time is absolutely unprecedented.

"Are you ready?" Tagstadt asked, staring at the presidential palace.

"Not ready." Nasrit said.

"The whole world is staring here. The president of the United States is about to be hijacked. As the commander-in-chief of the delta force, you tell me you're not ready?" Tiger Statt's voice became severe, but the tone was not high... It seemed that he was also prevented from being heard by others.

Nasrit stuck his neck and said recklessly, "general, although I don't know what happened between Su Rui and the president, my intuition tells me that Su Rui is not wrong."

"Is that the president wrong?" Tiger Statt's eyes also sharpened a lot.

"It's not impossible."

Nasrit's performance at this time is really brother enough.

Tiger Statt was almost blown up by his love general: "do you know what you mean in the end! You are an American, a lieutenant general of the American Army! If you are heard, don't do your current position!"

"General, I suggest we stay rational. After all, the truth of the matter is not obvious yet."

"Rational fart!" Tagstadt scolded, "do you know what's on the border between the United States and Mexico now!"

Nasrit's eyes suddenly lit up: "is there something that is enough to threaten the United States?"

Looking at the beloved general who turned his elbow outward, Tate Statt was so angry that he didn't hit a place. However, he didn't know what to say, and shook his head: "anyway, don't drag your feet. This matter is not settled yet. You might as well wait and see, 'the first division of Glory' has been transferred by me to the border between Milan and Mexico."

Nasrit's eyebrows suddenly frowned, "honor the first division? What are they doing there?"

…………

I don't know how many private planes are taking off from all over the world and landing at airports in Mexico.

I don't know how many strong men who looked very burly boarded the airliner bound for Mexico.

I don't know how many cars are heading for the assembly position scheduled by Stoudemire.

Mercenaries in Africa don't want to be left behind, and even have chartered planes to North America through their own channels.

Stoudemire, the God of wealth, waved money and tickets frantically. It is estimated that many brokers will make a lot of money from it this time.

The number of mercenaries on this planet is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and under Stoudemire's "inducement", the power of the mercenary world has been mobilized.

Smoking cigars, watching one helicopter after another landing, watching the arrival of rows of motorcade, Stoudemire narrowed his eyes.

The wind blows the dust, and now the God of wealth looks like a war boss.

If it weren't for revenge for the old brother, the atmosphere would be a little heavy and a little spirited, otherwise, this is definitely the highlight of Stoudemire's life, not one of them.

Spitting a mouthful of smoke, Stoudemire squinted at the far sky and said, "how many people have come?"

One of his men came up and said a number in Stoudemire's ear.

This made a rich man tremble, and the limited edition cigar almost fell to the ground.

"So many people?" He widened his eyes: "are there so many mercenaries on earth?"

"Yes, boss..." he said, "moreover, the price of some top mercenaries is already very high, ten times..."

Stoudemire suddenly found sadly that his liquidity seemed to be a little stretched

In recent years, the God of wealth has been expanding his industry. In this case, his liquidity this year is indeed a little less than before.

"Shit, ready to borrow money." Stoudemire said, taking out his cell phone and preparing to make a phone call.

However, at this time, he just received a message on his mobile phone.

It's from fitzclow.

The content of this message is——

"If the money is not enough, I still have it."