Chapter 2681: random

Chapter 2681: Random
"I'm here this time to officially inform His Excellency President Ferdinand and the Nanfi government that the group of Chinese medicine practitioners and everyone in the hospital are dead." Richard Clonin said proudly.
The atmosphere in the president's office was suddenly silent.
Rehola asked eagerly: "What did you say? They are all dead? How did you know?"
"Of course I don't have such ability, but there are people in Nanfei, I think you should all know it." Richard Cronin said with a smile.
The people present couldn't help but sink in their hearts, and their faces changed slightly.
The meaning in Richard Cronin's words is obvious. It must be the dark forces that can do this, and the dark forces that can get Richard Cronin over to spread the word must be the dark forces that are not weak.
Rehola said angrily: "Why did they do this?"
"Because Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine should not appear in Nanfei." Richard Clonin raised his brows and said proudly.
Rehola understood, staring angrily, "Is it you?"
"It's me." Richard Clonin smiled triumphantly, and said threateningly: "Everyone, please remember that in the future, the medical and health issues in Nanfei are determined by our Medical Without Borders Organization. If You can then introduce the messy medicine of Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine to Nanfei, and the person who will disappear by then is likely to be you."
When everyone heard this, they were shocked and angry.
They are all high-ranking figures in Nanfi, and among them is President Ferdinand who is in power.
"Richard Cronin!" Ferdinand exclaimed angrily: "Which dark power is supporting you?"
Richard Clonin smiled and said, "Your Excellency, it's better not to know."
"Nan Fei has something I can't know?" Ferdinand said angrily.
"Well, since you want to know that, then I will tell you that it is the Black Witch Altar that does this." Richard Clonin said slowly in a cold voice.
The office was silent for a moment, everyone looked at each other.
Ferdinand's expression became even more rigid, and his eyes were full of jealousy.
The Black Witch Altar, that is Nan Fei's most terrifying dark force, with vicious and vicious methods.
Even if there are several dark forces behind Ferdinand, he does not have the courage to ask him to settle accounts with the Black Witch Altar because of such an incident.
Because it's not worth it.
Seeing everyone was stunned, Richard Clonin chuckled triumphantly and said: "You know now, and it's clear what you should do in the future, right? Haha!"
Richard Clonin laughed, turned and walked out.
In the office, Ferdinand and others looked pale.
"Your Excellency, should that be the case? So many lives, so many healers, and even if we don't pursue them, China will hold them accountable." Rehola said angrily.
"So what can I do?"
Ferdinand smiled bitterly and said: "We have no way to stop what the Black Witch Altar does."
Having said that, he sighed and continued: "It has been three days since the incident happened, and it is time to give the Huaxia Embassy a reply. You tell them the inside story of the incident. This is no longer a problem that can be resolved between governments. Now, let them think of a solution in China."
Rehola stomped depressed and was about to go out.
I heard a horrible grunt from outside, and then I saw Richard Clonin, who had just left the office, flew upside down and smashed through the office door, and fell in embarrassedly.
In the next second, a few figures walked in.
Everyone in the room was stunned and looked up in astonishment.
"It's you? Miss Song Wushuang!"
Rehola suddenly brightened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
Among the few people who came in, one of them was Song Wushuang.
There were four Huaxia people around Song Wushuang. They were strong from the ancient Huaxia clan, with unfathomable cultivation, and came under the order of Emperor Xuanyuan.
Song Wushuang nodded towards him, his expression sullen, and walked up to Richard Cronin without anyone else, and said coldly, "You just said that this was done by the Black Witch Altar, didn't you?"
Richard Clonin was kicked by Song Wushuang just now, and his internal organs were so painful that his internal organs were so painful that he said in horror: "Yes...yes..."
"Is it the dark witch altar you hooked up?" Song Wushuang asked in a cold voice.
"I... it's me, I just want to drive you away. It is the Black Witch Altar that is going to kill you. It has nothing to do with me..." Richard Clonin felt the murderous intent on Song Wushuang and said with fear.
Song Wushuang's beautiful face was cold, and his fingers lightly touched Richard Clonin's forehead, "You can die."
Richard Cronin's body took a sudden stop, like a frustrated balloon, suddenly limp to the ground and killed on the spot.
Killing Richard Cronin, Song Wushuang seemed as simple as killing a chicken. He turned around and said to the four ancient strong men around him: "It shouldn't be too late. Let's rush to the Black Witch Altar now."
The four strong men looked at each other and nodded.
"and many more."
Rehola said suddenly.
Song Wushuang paused, "Deputy Minister Rehola, what's the matter with you?"
She still has some good feelings for this Deputy Minister Rehola. This person is at least more dedicated to the medical career and has a bit of conscience.
"Do you know what kind of existence the dark witch altar is? You..." Rehola said worriedly.
Song Wushuang said cleanly: "Even if it is hell, we have to go."
At that time, Li Tianchen asked her to contact the Xuanyuan family and inform Emperor Xuanyuan of the matter. She was extremely anxious. At this moment, she finally brought the strong ancient clan to come, but did not find Li Tianchen's whereabouts.
Now Song Wushuang was so desperate in his heart that he couldn't wait to kill the black witch altar immediately, no matter what the black witch altar was.
Rehola suffocated, but he did not expect Song Wushuang to be so determined.
"The Black Witch Altar is not hell, but it is a hundred times more terrifying than hell."
At this time, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, as if it was coming from all directions.
The complexions of the four powerful ancient people changed slightly, and they all looked at the entrance of the gate.
A figure walked out slowly, and dozens of people in black robes with deep aura followed him, it was Alva Spender, the leader of the Black Witch Altar.
At this moment, Alva Spender’s face was full of anger, and the black wizards at the Black Witch Altar were also angry and murderous.
President Ferdinand of Nanfi looked at the crowd with a sorrow and bitterness in his heart.
Here is the heavily guarded presidential palace. No one is notified, and no one can enter.
However, this group of people actually seems to be more free and free than their own back garden. What is this world?