In this position, force is not the most important, leadership is even more important. After thinking about it again and again, the commander-in-chief rejected it.
"Commander, are you too pessimistic? Even if you can't stop Sweet, you may not die in the battle. Besides, you are the commander-in-chief, so there is no need to go on the field in person," Zhang Cheng said.
"You underestimate Sweet. This time, I have to go in person." The commander said, as if he had made an important decision.
Then, the commander-in-chief sighed and said regretfully: "You still don't want to join An Feng. It's such a pity. If you join An Feng, this position will definitely be yours in the future based on your ability."
"Commander, I'm sorry." Zhang Cheng's attitude has already been made clear. He doesn't want to join Dark Front, and even if he is the leader of Dark Front, he doesn't have much interest.
"Forget it, forceful behavior is not sweet. Since you don't want to join An Feng, I won't make it difficult for you." The commander slowly shook his head and said regretfully.
"Even if I don't join An Feng, if An Feng is in trouble, I won't sit idly by. If nothing else, I have a friend who belongs to An Feng. For this reason, I will help An Feng." Zhang
Cheng suddenly said, causing the commander's eyes to light up, as if he thought of something, and laughed.
Seeing this smile, Zhang Cheng was startled, and his heart trembled for no reason. It seemed that he had been plotted by an old fox.
No way!
Could it be that I fell into his trap?
Probably not, I was very careful from beginning to end.
"Commander, everyone is here. We are waiting for you." At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then a man walked in and said respectfully to the commander.
"Let's go, Cohen, everyone is here, we are the only one left." When there were people, the commander-in-chief did not forget that Zhang Cheng's name was Cohen at this time.
Walking into Nuoda's conference room, this conference room is the largest in the Anfeng base.
Looking around, it was not that the seats were packed inside, but that there were only a few men and women sitting there, some Chinese and some foreigners. Some were white, some were black, and some were yellow.
Zhang Cheng glanced over, and gradually showed a solemn expression under his calmness.
The people present were either in high positions or with amazing strength. When Zhang Cheng looked at them, they also looked at Zhang Cheng.
The Beast Special Forces were among them. Grant sat next to General Pierce, closing his eyes and concentrating, turning a blind eye to Zhang Cheng's arrival. In his mind, Zhang Cheng was just a piece of trash, and he only had one opponent, and that was Sweet.
"It's a pleasure to have friends come from far away. This is an old Chinese saying for welcoming friends. Today, I use it to welcome you to our dark front." The commander-in-chief came to the high platform and said to the people below. Zhang Cheng came to him
The next person sat down.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense, old guy, why did you come to us here? Humph, you probably want to kill us all. Let me tell you, that's impossible. I dare to come to your home, so I'm not afraid.
Your trap."
A fierce voice sounded, and Zhang Cheng stared. He was a strong white man, wearing black clothes, with a long mustache, a bald head, and beast-like eyes. Just looking at him was scary.
who is he?
In the Anfeng base, he dared to speak to the commander like this. The commander's words revealed the identity of this strong white man, and Zhang Cheng was shocked.
"Your Excellency, the Mercenary King, I think I am a person of some status, and I would not do such a dirty thing. If I really want to deal with you, I will do it openly." The commander said righteously.
strict.
"Then why did you ask us to come here?" The strong white man known as the Mercenary King was dissatisfied and asked.
"Of course we are discussing the plan together. You must have come to Yanjing for Sweet, but everyone must already know about Sweet's power. Even the mythical God's Punishment Army was defeated." The commander continued slowly.
Said: "You are all big shots, unparalleled fierce men, dominating one area. You, the mercenary king, used the corpses of legends to pave the way to the throne. Just two digits of legends have died in your hands."
The Mercenary King snorted and seemed to be dismissive of these achievements. Everyone knew this.
"You, the Eagle King, as the leader of the Black Eagles, have not been born for thirty years, but we are from the same era. Naturally, I will not forget you, the number one genius in Europe. I heard that you have been hiding behind closed doors for these years.
For the Supreme Granule, I don’t know if it’s successful or not.” The commander’s eyes shifted and focused on a foreign old man.
"Your Excellency, I'm sorry. The realm of the Supreme is so unfathomable that even you have never set foot there, so how could I step in before you?"
The old man known as the Eagle King said.
"And you, the King of Killers, Mr. Hades, I know this is not your real name, but you dare to use the name of Hades as your name, and you dare to assassinate the Supreme Being and escape unscathed, which is enough to prove that you are the King of Killers.
Besides, you are only in your early twenties. If Sweet had not appeared, I think you would be the most qualified person to win the title of God of Death after Armstrong."
The commander-in-chief looked at a young man with snow-white skin, a Nordic, thin, neither tall nor short, and wearing glasses.
It is hard to imagine that this man is a professional killer and is known as the King of Killers around the world. Even the Supremes dare to assassinate him and escape unscathed.
"Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I'm just a junior in front of you." The young man stood up, took off his hat, and saluted the commander-in-chief.
The commander smiled and nodded, and continued to name other people. Each of these people was louder than the last, more terrible than the last, and more terrifying than the last. Usually, those are the figures in rumors, and some people have already recognized him as dead.
To think that he is still alive.
Listening to these rumored names, Zhang Cheng's face became more and more shocked and solemn, and he couldn't hide it. Especially the first three, the Mercenary King, the Eagle King and the Killer King, are recognized as being on the road to becoming a god.
Supreme.
Even they are here. It seems that the commander-in-chief wants to unite everyone to deal with Sweet. Only by uniting these fierce men can we defeat the man who "destroys everything".
"Okay, the roll call is over. I just made an introduction. I asked you to come here, and naturally I'm not here to drink tea." The commander glanced at everyone, "As I said just now, I understand that everyone is here for Sway.
I came here specially. But even the Divine Punishment Army has lost. Even if we are all extremely powerful and have huge power behind them, are you confident that you can defeat that man?"
silence!
Even the mercenary king with a bad temper has a solemn look on his face.
"Single-on-one, I can even say that even if you come with the help of the forces behind you, you will never be Sweet's opponent." At this point, the commander suddenly raised his voice: "Only if we unite together, can we defeat