Mao Yuanzuo smiled slightly: "This is a tacit understanding between me and the Spiritual Research Association. Girls, please leave now. You can tell your elders everything today, especially Lan Jiufeng and Yu Lian, but please

Don't take matters into your own hands. I believe you are good children."

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, then calmly put away their weapons, bowed slightly to say hello to Mao Yuanzuo, and then disappeared behind the dust and smoke.

As for Mao Yuanzuo himself, he waited until the girl from the spiritual research group had completely left before gently knocking on the table.

Prime Minister Konoe, who had received a hypnotic needle, and Vice President Hierro, who still smelled of burnt body, suddenly jumped up from the ground like middle school students who heard the alarm clock.

Prime Minister Konoe hit his head on the table, and Vice President Hierro stepped on the scattered bullets, causing them to fall down in a panic. However, they quickly crawled to the ground and stood up again, still in high spirits.

However, when they saw the deformed corpses on the ground, their faces turned pale and they trembled like chaff. Especially Vice President Hierro, his uncle's expression no longer had the admiration he had before, like

It's like looking at a terrible natural enemy.

He probably didn't know that his uncle was a psychic, and perhaps that was why he showed such panic.

"In your name, declare unconditional surrender on behalf of the Blue Star Community Government." Mao Yuanzuo repeated his arrangement: "A prime minister and vice president should be able to represent the Blue Star Community Government."

Mr. Vice President nodded in agreement.

"...But, on the president's side." Prime Minister Konoe still had some doubts, but when he met Mao Yuanzuo's eyes, he quickly nodded and said: "Ming, I understand. I understand."

"Also, you can notify someone to come and clean the floor."

He ordered so, but he had already walked to the body of Marshal Ferragut.

He looked directly into the marshal's eyes that had lost focus, but seemed to be looking directly at his own reflection reflected in the pupils.

"Of course you will feel sorry. But, I also have a mission that I must complete. Hahaha, don't worry, Paul, I won't be much later than you." He murmured in a tone that only he could hear.
Chapter completed!