Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Everyone began to clean up the headquarters and move out the things that needed to be moved out.

"Ah..." Chen Zhao suddenly screamed.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Chen Zhao pulling a body out of the rubble.

Sisko's body was pulled out.

No wonder Chen Zhao made such a miserable cry.

On weekdays, when Chen Zhao is depressed, he always vents to Sisko.

Now that the toy is dead, it would be strange for Chen Zhao not to be sad.

"President, just die, it's no big deal."

"Who says it's not a big deal? I plan to leave him to my daughter to see if my daughter wants to avenge her mother with her own hands."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

"Chanon is not dead yet..." Moore found Chanon from the rubble.

Chanon's life was so tough that he didn't even die.

At this time, West came to Chen Zhao's side.

"President, talk here."

Chen Zhao was a little surprised and followed West to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"President, the director of the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department, Mr. Leon wants to see you."

"Oh, let's see you there, what's the matter?"

"Well... Minister Leon's temper may be a bit bad."

"Don't worry, since I am a superior, I will pay attention to my temper." Chen Zhao said.

Seeing Chen Zhao's solemn assurance, West's mood did not improve at all.

Chen Zhao is a very willful person.

He didn't think that Minister Leon said anything unpleasant.

Chen Zhao will be able to endure it.

…

The next day, Chen Zhao and West went to the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department.

It looks like an ordinary office here, with people coming and going.

Except for the identity check at the door, there is not much other scrutiny.

It was completely different from what Chen Zhao had imagined.

Chen Zhao thought it would be scanned by various high-tech instruments, including retinas and fingerprints.

But Chen Zhao couldn't stand sitting on the aisle.

"That minister, when can you see us? If you're not free, please wait for another day."

"President, wait patiently, wait a little longer."

Chen Zhao's impatience was already written on his face.

Finally, after waiting for more than two hours, Leon's secretary finally informed the two of them that they could go in.

After Chen Zhao walked in, he sat directly in front of Leon.

Leon raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Zhao: "Did I let you sit down? Are you Chinese so rude?"

West was already sweating on his forehead. This was not a pleasant start.

"When you summon guests and don't take the initiative to seat them, you Americans are no better at being polite."

Chen Zhao crossed his legs and looked directly at Leon.

"You are Chinese, tell me why you joined the Supernatural Association." Leon's words directly treated Chen Zhao as an outsider.

"Oh, my ability is not ranked high in the country, so I came to the United States to try my luck. It turns out that the level here in the supernatural world is very weak. Someone like me can become the president."

Leon's veins popped out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Zhao. He slapped the table and shouted, "Boy, you have a very tough tongue. Do you believe that I will send you to jail directly?"

"Old guy, you have a very tough temper. Do you believe I will let you go directly to the hospital?"

"I now doubt your ability to lead the Supernatural Society."

"I'm more capable than you anyway." Chen Zhao said disdainfully.

"You are challenging my bottom line." Leon gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Zhao.

"On the surface, the Supernatural Association is a subordinate department of your anti-terrorism department, but we have our own way of operating, and it's not your turn to interfere."

Anyway, they have already broken their skins, and Chen Zhao plans to fight Leon to the end.

"But your funds are provided by our Anti-Terrorism Operations Department."

"You don't have to give me any funding. You can solve the supernatural incidents on your own in the future."

"Do you think we can't handle these incidents without your Supernatural Association?"

Chen Zhao stood up, turned around and left: "West, the Supernatural Association is on holiday today."

"Come back here." Leon felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

He already regretted summoning Chen Zhao. He didn't expect that Chen Zhao's temper was worse than his.

Originally, he just wanted to show off and let Chen Zhao know who was the boss.

As a result, Chen Zhao never had a good conversation with him from beginning to end.

Chen Zhao turned around and gave Leon his middle finger.

"Don't ask for it on my head."

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Leon shouted angrily: "Even without your Supernatural Association, we can still solve it. We can form a second Supernatural Association ourselves."

Chen Zhao shrugged: "I wish you good luck and goodbye."

"I don't believe it. Without you, our Anti-Terrorism Operations Department will be finished."

West followed Chen Zhao with a bitter look on his face: "President, why is this necessary?"

"Didn't you see that old guy's face? He just came to humiliate me."

West's face was full of helplessness. Although the Supernatural Association is its own system, the funds for its activities are provided by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department.

Now that they have fallen out with Leon, what will they eat?

Will Leon really come to beg them?

No kidding, the most likely possibility is that they will form another paranormal association.

Moreover, it is directly controlled by Leon and will not be separated from the control of the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department like the current Supernatural Association.

"President, what if they don't come to beg us?"

"Then we'll be self-sufficient." Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly: "Any action from now on will be charged. If you don't pay, you won't do anything. It's that simple, just like the current hospital."

"Is this okay?"

"No matter what, you have to have confidence in yourself."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Then let's disband." Chen Zhao said calmly.

"well……"

If he had known it earlier, he would not have informed Chen Zhao, and Leon would have just found an excuse to deal with it.

Chen Zhao's temper was an eye-opener for him.

"Is the headquarters still under renovation?"

"Of course." Chen Zhao's answer was affirmative.

West is now confused about his future.

"By the way, I'm curious why the Supernatural Society is not under the control of the government."

"President, the United States is a member of the Supernatural Organization, and the Supernatural Convention must also be abided by. The government has to intervene in the operation of the Supernatural Association in this country."

"Then the old man said he wanted to organize it himself. This should be illegal, right?"

"That's what it is, but they can be formed privately. On the surface it is a private organization, but in fact it is controlled by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department. This kind of operation is completely feasible."

"So do you estimate that they can be established?"

"It depends on how much they invest."

"The Supernatural Association doesn't invest much, right?"

"The Supernatural Society has been in existence for thirty years, and the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department has invested almost over 100 million US dollars."

"Ignore them. Since they think they can leave us, can't we live without them?"