Female President's Protector

Hearing this, Allen said coldly, "Why, are you even afraid?"

Steven Boyle was slightly taken aback.

He was afraid, he must be afraid.

He is just an ordinary person. Although he is the president, he has a huge responsibility on his shoulders. It was okay before, and he sent the army to eradicate these people at most.

But now after hearing what Allen said, he knew that the other party was by no means an ordinary person.

Just kidding, who can kill more than 3 Catholics and more than 100 policemen with guns, how can they be ordinary people?

Furthermore, all the buildings were destroyed, and a crack was torn on the ground. Even this guy Allen couldn't do it, right?

According to reliable sources, there are only a dozen people on the other side.

God!

A dozen people can make a devastating attack, so how powerful are they?

If this continues, is it just as that person said, the whole of East Timor needs to be destroyed?

"Allen, let's not talk about me, maybe even you are afraid?" Steven Boyle took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Allen was slightly taken aback: "I don't care who he is, if he dares to oppose our Catholicism, he will not end well."

"Ha ha!"

"why are you laughing?"

Steven Boyle shook his head slightly: "Actually, you and I are very clear that we will not be the opponent of that guy, or that the reason why your Pope ignored this side is that he also dare not mess with this guy?" people?"

"fart!"

"Then tell me, can you kill more than 700 of your high-level people with one shot?"

"Can you do that damage to these buildings, to the ground?"

"Can you kill more than 3 people in an instant?"

Steven Boyle asked several questions in a row, leaving Allen, the East Timor Catholic speaker, speechless.

Indeed, when he heard the news, he also felt incredible, how could there be such a terrifying person in this world.

Even the pope himself can't do this, can he?

But so what, can the Catholic Church be bullied by him?

So after instigating all the congregants for him, he came to the presidential palace again this time. He wanted Steven Boyle to send troops and bring arms to eradicate these people.

"You know, he's already called several times." Steven Boyle said bitterly.

"Ok?"

"I can find my phone number, but our security department can't track the whereabouts of the other party. This alone can prove the terror of the other party. As long as he invades our system, our country will be completely chaotic!"

"Is such a person really an ordinary person?"

Steven Boyle's repeated questioning made Alan fall into deep thought!

"His name is Death!" Allen said slowly after a long time.

"grim Reaper?"

"That's right, the founder of the European Demon God, it is said that there are countless killers following him!" Allen suddenly had a look of fear in his eyes: "If this is the case, it is not terrible."

"What else?" Steven Boyle had a bad feeling in his heart.

"He is also Ling Tian's spiritual leader. His wealth is more than that of many European countries combined, and he is inextricably linked with many invisible financial groups and national leaders in Europe."

"He is the grandson of the Zhang family in China, and he will also be the master of the primordial world in China's mysterious hidden world!"

"Two years ago, he single-handedly killed all our brothers in Bandung, Indonesia..."

Half an hour later, after Allen revealed Zhang Yi's identity, Steven Boyle completely panicked.

God!

Among these identities, is there one that he can offend?

Huaxia Zhang family?

Lord of Primal Origin?

Leader Ling Tian?

Or the leader of the demon god?

No, I can't afford to mess with these.

The key is that he is also inextricably linked with the minds of European countries, and he is as rich as an enemy.

Such a No. [-] person, let alone himself, probably not many heads of state would dare to provoke him, right?

But a mere East Timor, a country with a total GDP of more than one billion a year, dares to provoke him?

Seeing Steven Boyle's pale face, Allen smiled bitterly.

He knew that once he told him this, he would completely give up resistance.

"Alan, I was killed by you, and the whole East Timor will be killed by you!" After a long time, Steven Boyle said in a deep voice.

Allen frowned: "I hope you pay attention to your wording, don't forget that you can sit in this position, a large part of it is our Pope's credit!"

"One yard counts for one yard. If this continues, it is estimated that the entire East Timor will be wiped out by him."

"Hmph!" Allen snorted coldly: "The Pope has already said, try to get rid of him, even if you can't get rid of him, you can stop him and reward him freely afterwards!"

"Master Ulysses said?"

"That's right!" Allen nodded: "Think about it, even if you don't want to be a demon god, your country will become a rich country when we divide up Ling Tian's property. How can you be laughed at as the poorest country in the world?" country."

"But……"

"Throughout the ages, wealth and wealth have been sought in danger."

"But it's too risky, at the cost of the whole country, I don't have this right!" Steven Boyle said with a sigh.

"The Pope is already sending people to help. When the time comes, you and I will work together. I don't believe that he really has three heads and six arms. Even if he uses hot weapons, he must be kept in East Timor!" Allen said ferociously.

Now thinking that all his more than 700 subordinates died at his hands, making him a bachelor commander, Alan felt monstrous anger in his heart.

He wished he could peel off Zhang Yi's skin and drink his blood.

The believers died as soon as they died, but Zhang Yi killed all of his capable generals while they were in a meeting in Baucao County.

"Really do this?"

"How many troops can you use?" Allen asked in a deep voice without answering him directly.

"About one hundred thousand!"

"That's fine. Although your weapons are gifts from other countries, some outdated weapons, it's enough to deal with a dozen of them!"

Hearing this, Steven Boyle was stunned.

"You mean to use an army of [-] to deal with a dozen of them?"

"That's right!"

Hearing Alan's affirmative answer, Steven Boyle's scalp tingled.

This is too scary, isn't it?

A mere dozen of people need to use an army of [-] to deal with it?

Although East Timor has only a population of more than 100 million, the army is different from the citizens.

It is also different from the more than 3 Catholics who were killed.

And what Allen means is that they do both.

In other words, his [-] troops can't subdue these dozen people?

Thinking of this, Steven Boyle felt a chill run down his spine.