West finally comforted Chen Zhao.

For this reason, he also specially activated his quick thinking and persuaded him.

After making a bunch of unreliable promises, Chen Zhao reluctantly accepted them.

The car was parked in front of an abandoned red brick second-story house, and there was a pool of black water in front of the door.

Chen Zhao got out of the car. When he first arrived in the United States, Chen Zhao also thought about finding a place like this to live in.

However, now looking at such a building, how can it look so dazzling?

"Is it really here?"

"Yeah." West turned his head.

There is an iron rack staircase next to it, and you can go up the stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor are single rooms separated by artificial fiberboard, and the interior decoration is extremely simple.

No, to be precise, it is completely unrenovated.

OK, it's pretty clean.

This is probably the only advantage here.

West brought Chen Zhao to the largest compartment, conference room.

Although it is a little simpler, there are all things that should be there.

There is a long office desk, more than a dozen chairs, and an old-fashioned lighting machine.

There were ten people in the room, except for Baliya, Bill, Moore, Moyed and Jolin Nash who Chen Zhao had met before, there were five others.

However, these ten people looked inactive, either whispering to each other or playing with their phones there.

"Ahem..." West coughed, but no one paid attention to him.

"Everything is quiet." West shouted again.

"Everyone looks into my eyes." Chen Zhao suddenly pointed his forehead.

Everyone looked at Chen Zhao without understanding.

The next moment, they felt the heat, and the surroundings began to burn, collapse, and the sky turned blood-red.

"ah……"

"What happened?"

"Where is this? Where are we?"

Baliya ran two steps in fear, but the next moment she saw the collapse in front of her, and there was hot magma below.

A terrifying heat wave came to her face, and as long as she took another step, she would fall down.

The smell of sulfur is permeated in the air.

"Alchemy, this is an illusion..."

Of course it is an illusion, this is the death knell of hell.

It is very effective against people with lower magic power than Chen Zhao.

Although it cannot bring any substantial harm, the intimidation effect is still very good.

In addition to being more prone to accidental injury, West grabbed Chen Zhao's hands tightly.

"President, if there is an hallucination, I will help me relieve it. I can't stand this feeling."

"I can't lift it, I haven't learned how to lift it yet." Chen Zhao said: "Okay, I'll be the first meeting after I became the president, and now it starts."

Chen Zhao held the table and used the death knell of Hell on so many people at once. It was too much for him to do so.

But I have to pretend to be a pussy myself, and I have to pretend to be able to hold the wall.

"If anyone wants to stay in this environment forever, they can tell me in advance that I will arrange a permanent package for him."

Chen Zhao knocked on the table: "Su Jing Jing Jing, do you really want to receive a permanent package?"

The ten people in the conference hall finally calmed down, even though they knew it was magic.

But facing such a doomsday scene, even if you are calm, you will be afraid.

"These five don't need to introduce themselves, the other five will introduce themselves."

"President, I am Waukes, the treasurer." A bald bald uncle stood up and said, sweating all over his forehead.

"I am the warehouse manager, plus the repairman, Batiru."

"Weapon expert, Jurag."
Chapter completed!