“格列伦,这是怎么回事?你需要给我们一个解释!”一个议员站起来愤怒的指着格列伦说道.

Grielun's face turned pale, and the MPs stood up and condemned Grielun.

"We want to support Vice President Amin as President, Glellen, you are no longer president!" a member of parliament said coldly.

The members of the parliament turned around and wanted to leave.

"I can't be president anymore, then you guys will die for me, Salon, do it!" Grelen yelled.

Salon, who was hiding beside him, immediately took action, several vine whips tightly wrapped around the necks of several councillors, and then tightly contracted them, strangling them to death.

Grelen also took action, and countless leaves swept towards the members of the parliament like sharp darts.

The leaves cut through their throats, blood squirted out, and a dozen corpses suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Evil...the one who has the ability to devil fruit?" A MP swallowed and said in disbelief.

The members of the other places fled outside, but they were not as fast as Grelen and Sharon. More than a hundred members of the parliament fell to the ground and became a cold corpse.

A crazy light shone in Griren's eyes, "What should we do next when Griren?" Salon said.

"Mobilize the army and control the capital by force. Some of my troops are loyal to me, so I have to go immediately." Gleren said.

The two people immediately left the conference building.

Zhuo Luo was escorted here in a square in the capital city.

He is still confused now, why did he become the one who killed the president for no reason? He is still going to be executed, and his luck is too bad. Did he die not long after following Roger?

"Prepare! Execution!" an officer said loudly.

Several guns were pointed at Zhuo Luo and fired instantly!

Zhuo Luo had already closed his eyes and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

However, there was only a sound of ping-pong sound, and the bullet did not hit him, so Zhuo Luo opened his eyes.

A huge mecha stood in front of him.

"Zhuo Luo, I'm sorry, I've made you suffer!" A familiar voice came from the mecha.

"Ro...Captain Roger!" Zhuo Luo said excitedly.

Roger took the knife in his hand and cut off Zhuo Luo's things, and Zhuo Luo was immediately liberated.

Roger threw a knife to him, "Fight! Zhuo Luo!"

"yes!"

Emperor Ye moved suddenly, and the machine cannon on his arm shot at the soldiers, instantly causing countless blood rains, and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

"Hurry, retreat quickly! Transfer the mecha!" an officer said loudly.

Roger caught Zhuo Luo, and Yedi flew into the air. He was about to arrive next to Amin, and he was already dead. A crazy person like Grelen didn't know what extraordinary things would be done.

This day was destined to be remembered by the people of the Rezel Federation. One day, Gleren killed the president and parliamentarians, proclaimed himself the president of the federal government, and at the same time mobilized tens of thousands of loyal troops to him into the capital city to kill the vice president of the federal government, Amin, who was opposite.

The people fled back home one after another and dared not go out.

At the same time, Aminyi issued an order to call on the democratic army of the federal government to attack Gleren and restore the democratic politics of the federal government.

Many soldiers responded to the call and went to the broadcast building to set up defenses.

At the port, Ruten and Polis are fighting here.

"Eat it next!" Luteng shouted softly, and the knife in his hand tangled across to Polis' waist.

Polis bent over to avoid it, and a hand covered with spikes pounded Ruten's head.

Ruten's arm was hardened instantly, and with a bang, he easily blocked Polis' fist.

"Damn it, this blind man's domineering aura is so powerful. It seems that he has really encountered a difficult person this time." Polis cursed inwardly.

But what he didn't know was that what Luteng really was not the armed aura, but the perceptual aura!

Polis attacked one after another, but Ruten avoided it many times, and slowly he realized something was wrong.

"This blind man's perception aura is so strong, what should I do now?"

"Eat the next move! Wave bomb!" A blue light ball appeared on Luteng's knife. Luteng waved it hard, and the blue light ball attacked Polis.

Polis sneered, "I'm not the only one who can be domineering!" Spikes appeared all over my body, all covered by heavy black.

But he still underestimated the power of this move. Polis planned to resist, but after the wave bomb hit his body, he realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

"Boom!" The wave bomb hit Polis, and then exploded instantly. With Polis as the center, a white light ball was formed. The light ball exploded and turned into an air wave. The air wave spread and overturned everything around.

When the dust disappeared, he saw Polis kneeling on the spot, "Too... too strong!" Polis said this, forcing himself to not fall down.

He gasped heavily, but was thinking about how to escape. He had just collected Glyren's money and came to make some money, but his opponent was too strong and he was not an opponent at all. In this case, he had no reason to fight for Glyren again.

If you go down, it’s more important to save your life first.

Polis roared, pretending to be about to attack, then suddenly rushed to the side, boarded a speedboat, and left the port.

He looked at Ruten proudly, but Ruten did not chase after him, and he didn't even move. Only then did Polis realize that he was not in the other party's eyes at all.

He lowered his head with some shame. Just a weak country like this was enough to make him lose face. It seemed that he had underestimated the world.

Lu Teng withdrew his knife and returned to the deck leisurely. It was not worth showing off to him that he had such an opponent.

In the neighborhoods around the broadcast building.

Amin stood anxiously in the building, with a group of soldiers guarding them.

"Report to the Vice President, the rebels' offensive is getting more and more fierce. Our number is too small to be able to withstand it." An officer ran to Amin anxiously and said loudly.

Amin was walking in place, and he didn't know what to do in this situation.

"Not good, the rebels have used mechas!" An officer shouted, and dozens of mechas flew in the air from afar.

Amin and everyone's faces changed drastically.

Originally, the number of troops on Amin's side was small, with less than 3,000 people, while the other party had tens of thousands of people. Now the other party has used the mecha again. What should we do now? Amin also lost his sense of responsibility for a while.
Chapter completed!