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ooking calmly at the situation outside.

In the hospital garden, two groups of people were confronting each other.

Although no one spoke, the auras on both sides were solemn, as if a war would break out at any moment with just a little spark.

Gu Zhou looked expressionlessly at the army in neat military uniforms.
Those people parted in an orderly manner, revealing a single path.

At the back of the army was a low-profile and luxurious black car.
The chauffeur got out in a well-tailored suit.
He was still wearing white gloves and had a solemn expression.

He walked to the door of the back seat, opened it, and bent down slightly to welcome the person out of the car respectfully.

Under everyone’s gaze, a middle-aged blond man in a black suit walked out.

“Salute!”

All the soldiers immediately saluted him with a loud bang.

He looked like a standard European man.
He was middle-aged, and his skin was tightly pressed against his bones, giving off a cold feeling.

His blue eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze dark.

The President of the European Union glanced at everyone and slowly raised his gaze.
In the end, his eagle-like gaze landed sharply in Gu Zhou’s direction.

Gu Zhou stood there calmly.
The glass in front of him was bulletproof.
From the outside, one could not see what was inside.

However, the European president seemed to ignore this layer of glass.
His gaze met Gu Zhou’s.

For a moment, the smell of gunpowder intensified.

Chen Qing clenched his fists tightly.
With a serious expression, he asked, “Second Young Master, why don’t I go down and negotiate?”

Gu Zhou did not speak.
Just as Chen Qing thought that Gu Zhou would not answer, he heard Gu Zhou say, “I’ll go personally!”

Chen Qing’s pupils dilated uncontrollably.
Instinctively, he wanted to block Gu Zhou’s path, but when he met Gu Zhou’s determined eyes, he lowered his head and made way for him like a defeated rooster.

Gu Zhou walked downstairs.

The president, who was standing in the garden, sensed that the surveillance on him had disappeared.
He retracted his gaze indifferently and his gaze fell on the mercenaries confronting the army.