Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

West finally calmed down Chen Zhao.

For this reason, he also specially activated his quick thinking, saying good things or bad things.

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

The car stopped in front of an abandoned two-story red brick house, with a puddle of black water in front of the door.

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

However, looking at such a building now, why does it look so dazzling?

"Is this really this place?"

"Yeah." West tilted his head.

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

On the second floor are single rooms separated by man-made fiberboards, and the interior decoration is extremely simple.

No, to be precise, it was completely undecorated.

Well, it's pretty clean.

That's probably the only good thing about this place.

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

Although it's a bit crude, it still has everything it needs.

A long desk, a dozen chairs, and an old-fashioned light machine.

There were ten people in the room. In addition to Balia, Bill, Moore, Moed and Jolene Nash, whom Chen Zhao had met before, there were five more people.

However, none of these ten people seemed to be very energetic. They were either whispering or playing with their mobile phones.

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

"Everyone, be quiet." West called again.

"Look into my eyes." Chen Zhao suddenly nodded his forehead.

Everyone looked at Chen Zhao without knowing why.

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

"ah……"

"What happened?"

"Where is this? Where are we?"

Balia was so frightened that she ran two steps, but the next moment she saw a collapse in front of her, with hot magma underneath.

A terrifying heat wave hit her face, and if she took one more step, she would fall.

The smell of sulfur hung in the air.

"An illusion, this is an illusion..."

Of course it's a hallucination, it's the death knell of hell.

It is still 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 easily injured by accident, West held Chen Zhao's hands tightly.

"President, if it's an hallucination, please help me get rid of it. I can't stand this feeling."

"It can't be lifted. I haven't learned how to lift it yet." Chen Zhao said, "Okay, my first meeting after becoming the president begins now."

Chen Zhao held on to the table and used Hell's Death Knell on so many people at once. It was still too reluctant.

But I am so good at pretending that I have to hold on to the wall to finish it.

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

Chen Zhao knocked on the table: "Quiet, please, do you really want to receive the permanent package?"

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

But facing such a doomsday scene, no matter how calm you are, you will still feel fear.

"Those five don't need to introduce themselves. The other five should introduce themselves."

"President, I am Treasurer Waukes." A bald man stood up and said, with sweat on his forehead.

"I'm the warehouse supervisor, plus maintenance worker, Batiru."

"Weapons expert, Jurag."

“Strategic Logistics Management, English.”

"Security, Erdos... Also, I am the only ordinary person here. President, can you help me remove the magic? I feel like I need to change my pants."

"No, sit down." Chen Zhao pressed his hands.

To lift the death knell of hell, you need to consume magic.

Chen Zhao is quite tired now, so he still waits until he recovers his magic power before removing the magic.

Since you're here to show off your power, let's make a deeper impression on them.

The ten members of the Supernatural Association were almost driven crazy by Chen Zhao's torture.

Wherever they come, just throw an illusion like this to them.

Moreover, the illusion was so good that they almost thought it was real.

"Wakis, please report how much funding our association has left."

"Twenty-three thousand dollars."

"Don't you still have twenty-three thousand US dollars? Why don't you rent a better office?"

"President, our salary for this month has not been paid yet."

"..." Chen Zhao was speechless: "When will the next funds be received?"

"President, if we can't solve the evil spirit in the Maple Leaf community, then we will never get the funding."

"Which department is responsible for our funding? Let's put a few evil spirits on their ministers to let them feel the significance of our existence."

"..."

"Counter-Terrorism Security Department."

"Forget it, if I didn't say anything, let's discuss the evil spirits conquering Maple Leaf Community first." Chen Zhao said, "Come on, someone tell me the results of the previous conquests."

"Failure, failure, failure...still failure."

"So is there any data on the specific number and strength of the evil spirits in that community?"

"No……"

"What do you mean without? Haven't you conquered it many times?"

"Yes, except for the elimination of a few evil spirits in the marginal area, there are no other results. There are still a large number of evil spirits inside. Every time we want to go deep into it, we will suffer more. Fierce attack," West said.

"Now, make a conquest action plan immediately." Chen Zhao said.

"ah?"

"Oh shit, forget it if you don't want to. Anyway, I am the president for nothing."

"Um...President, what about you?"

"Cooperate with you, but don't think about letting me do it all by myself. I am also the president after all." Chen Zhao said: "Also, Waukes, give me the financial statements. I want to check the accounts."

"Ah what." Chen Zhao looked at Wokis.

Waukes lowered his head: "Oh."

"Okay, let's break up the meeting." Chen Zhao patted the table: "Also, look at my eyes."

call--

Everyone's death knell from hell has finally been lifted.

Everyone was lying on the table exhausted, covered in sweat.

"President, I am too old to bear such trouble." Bill complained.

"I was severely traumatized both physically and mentally."

Of all the people, only Jolene Nash remained calm.

The psychological quality of other people is not generally bad.

Hell's Death Knell is actually not omnipotent. Generally speaking, as long as you have a normal psychological quality and know a little bit about supernatural things, you won't make such a fuss about them.

Forget it, the president will take a look at the situation.

If you really can't do it anymore, just like the previous presidents, you can just give up and run away.

This is the most useless group of supernatural people that Chen Zhao has ever come into contact with.