As soon as Leon arrived at the scene, the entire atmosphere changed.

Everyone looked at him in embarrassment and fear. It felt like someone was hanging by the throat with a rope and hanging a hundred meters in the air.

Suffocated, frightened, and unable to resist the impending death.

The name Lyon, in the eyes of some people, is now directly equated with death.

At this moment, everyone once again cursed those stupid reporters who had become household appliances.

Do you think you are living a good life? Good!!!!

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"Good afternoon, fellow murderers."

Leon's first polite words after saying hello made everyone's hearts sink.

Behind those people sitting on the side of the long conference table, who did not dare to move, turn around or even blink, Leon gently patted their heads one by one, starting from the end of the conference table.

First place.

The current commander-in-chief.

"Ah... they are all good heads. It's a pity that they are filled with shit."

His hands were caressing the commander's less hairy head. Leon's eyes were looking at the ceiling. No one knew what he was thinking, but no one dared to stop him or question him.

When someone says they want to kill someone, it may just be a threat, or it may be an intimidation made by someone who is fierce and evil.

This one is different.

First of all, he is the most famous lunatic in America.

Secondly, he is also the most powerful madman in America.

The last time he came here, he had already proven with his strength: Leon can't lie. He must do what he says.

"well……"

The commander let out a long sigh, sweating profusely, and even felt the air coming from the back of his neck.

Shivering, the commander felt that his bladder needed some treatment.

"What electrical appliances do you like?"

Leon's question was also very polite, but unfortunately the meaning behind it made people shudder.

"That's not me! It's the decision of those guys who are crazy about making money!"

The commander frantically defended himself: "You can read minds! You can read my mind! It really has nothing to do with me!"

"I know."

Leon patted his head again, twisted his head with three fingers, and slowly turned his head back so that he could see his face and eyes clearly.

"I know."

Leon smiled and said: "But are you really sure you want me to...read your mind?

To be honest, I don’t really know how to do that, but, um...

I guess you can. Soul, I can see through your soul.

Do you want me to see it? Let me tell you in advance, I saw something you don't want me to see.

You will die..."

The commander's bladder signaled again.

"Oh, you don't dare to speak out? Get up!"

Before the commander could react, he was picked up by Leon's neck and thrown behind him.

Tears flooded his trouser legs and wetted his beanie shoes.

"I'm sure you bastards all know why I came here today.

Well, I won't say much more.

In my opinion, of course you all deserve to die.

You, you, you, you all deserve to die.

What are you doing with your head down? Haha, you have to raise your head up!"

Leon nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it."

Looking back at the commander behind him who was emitting a strange smell, Leon frowned in disgust: "Who, you, and you, you two, carry him out.

Don't go too far, it's right at the door. Wait a moment and tell him what I said."

Turning to look at the other person sitting very close to the boss, Leon asked: "What is your position?"

The man's lips were trembling, and just when he was about to speak, Leon waved his hand impatiently: "Oh, forget it.

As for you, you definitely didn't instruct those guys to go to my house and block my door."

Everyone's hearts trembled.

"But, I still don't think you are really innocent.

I have always said to some people before: Let humans do their own things.

I think so now too.

I have no intention of being a righteous person and dealing with this and that for you every day.

I also don’t want to be a judge who decides who deserves the death penalty and whoever deserves three cups of punishment.

In short, if you meet me, it will be death. It has nothing to do with justice, but only whether I am in a happy mood and have clear thoughts.

When Purple Sweet Potato Spirit made his wish, if I had been more righteous and idealistic, I would never have stood up to stop him like this.

Put you bastards on equal footing across from a newborn baby, and compete with each other for half the chance, who will die if the purple sweet potato bastard doesn't die?

I won't do what he did."

Leon snapped his fingers, and a guy who was sweating profusely turned into a physical light bulb on the spot.

"You see, I can actually do similar things to him. But I can't, can I?"

Standing up, Leon looked into their eyes and said slowly: "Don't let me come here to warn you next time.

I really, really, really don't care about killing you all. I am also a citizen, and you have an obligation to protect me, right?

Yes or no!"

"Yes, yes!"

"That's right!"

…

Walking to the light bulb, Leon picked up the bulb and let go.

Bang.

The light bulb broke.

"Remember my words, no matter who I am, I will come to you anyway.

Anyway...you guys lined up to be shot, and there was no bullet hole after two shots.

that's all."

Leon appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly.

There is only a room full of people left looking at me and me looking at you.

The deputy commander rubbed his eyes and thought: After today, I don’t know how many people will resign...

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Things seemed to have just passed.

The Internet was calm and there was no discussion about this live broadcast at all.

Although some people still noticed that those newspapers and media that had been to Lyon's house, as expected, all kinds of people died and disappeared.

Some people thought they were smart and decided to reveal this secret information online, but as soon as they clicked to send, the content disappeared, and within a few minutes, the door was kicked open by a group of heavily armed soldiers.

After these smart people were caught, no one discussed these things online anymore.

Celebrities cheat, good people do good things, the movie will start in the second half of the year...

Everyone's life is busy, how can anyone stare at these things every day?

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Many people thought that after what happened, Leon would definitely move, but they still underestimated Leon's willfulness.

He is in that house, but he doesn't go out much.

But his neighbors.
To be continued...