Lu Mingfei's voice spread in the conference room, causing the entire conference room to fall into silence.
One by one, the North American mixed-race executives were shocked by Lu Mingfei's somewhat crazy words.
Who is Henkel?
Henkel was not only a leader of the North American mixed race, but also a contemporary of Angers.
The two of them are almost among the top few mixed-race people today.
And Henkel's Yanling is a holy judge who is sure to win!
It was unknown how many people died under his alchemy revolver.
Once this word spirit is used, it is as if it has been sanctioned by fate and imposes a sure-hit curse on the target.
Speaking of which, this word spirit is somewhat similar to the ability of Odin's Kungunir.
In 1899, Henkel fired a shot at Angers at the moment Angers turned around.
It was also from that time that Angers hated Henkel for more than a hundred years.
Angers was also the only mixed-race species to survive under the influence of Hengao Yanling and Holy Judgment.
As if destined by fate, more than a hundred years later, the heir to Angers and the current principal of Kassel also met Henkel.
But this heir seems to be even more arrogant than when Angers was young.
When Angers was young, he was at least extremely afraid of Henkel.
But Lu Mingfei was on their territory and asked their leader if he wanted to try shooting him?
And he is still under the shroud of the spirit of words and commandments.
Even if the commandments cannot restrict Lu Mingfei from using his speech spirit, it still plays a certain role. Even if it delays Lu Mingfei's time by one hundredth of a second, it will undoubtedly be fatal to Lu Mingfei.
Silence.
Everyone fell into silence.
Their eyes were a little stunned, a little confused, and even looked at Lu Mingfei in confusion.
Henkel paused with his index finger, and the silver-gray alchemy revolver spinning on his fingertips stopped.
His old face gradually became serious, and his somewhat baggy eyelids slowly narrowed, forming a narrow slit.
The eyes in the gap showed a dangerous luster.
That kind of oppressive look was completely unlike what an old man who seemed likely to die at any time could have.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Henkel held the revolver and flicked it out, revealing the six silver bullets inside. Then he slapped the magazine with his palm and closed it again.
"My gun is an alchemy weapon, and the bullets in this gun are also alchemy bullets. They are fatal to hybrids, and can cause serious injuries even to dragons."
Henkel raised his head and looked at the young man with an arrogant tone with cold eyes, "Do you know how many hybrids have been killed by this gun?"
"I don't care how many people die under your gun, but at least they don't include me." Lu Mingfei loosened his tie and spoke calmly, "I'll give you three seconds to think about it, either you shoot or I do it. .”
"three!"
Just when Lu Mingfei started counting down, Henkel turned on the safety.
Henkel worked as a cowboy when he was young, and his marksmanship was also extremely proficient, ranking among the top masters in the world.
No one can even see clearly the speed of Henkel's gun.
They only felt the strong beating between their eyebrows, and there was a faint tingling sensation.
Then, they saw a flash of fire blooming in the air, which was the sparks ejected from the muzzle of the alchemy revolver.
After they saw the fire, gunshots rang out in the conference room almost simultaneously.
boom!
An alchemical bullet tore through the air, and even tore apart the realm of Robert's Word Spirit and Commandment that enveloped Lu Mingfei.
That bullet seemed to have been engraved with a curse on Lu Mingfei by fate, giving an instruction to Lu Mingfei that he must be hit.
Anything that stands in front of this bullet will be torn apart by it!
No one here thought that Henkel could really shoot!
After all, they never wanted to be enemies with Cassel.
They just want to free North America from Kassel's influence, that's all!
Taking aim at the current principal of Kassel was not their original intention!
Who but Angers could dodge Henkel’s bullets?
They can't figure it out!
While they were still shocked by the fact that Henkel shot at Lu Mingfei, Henkel's eyes suddenly shrank.
He turned around suddenly like a wounded beast.
But the moment he turned around, a young and strong hand tightly grasped his old and wrinkled wrist.
Han Gaotong looked at the young man in front of him in shock, and said in a difficult tone, "Time zero."
He was not surprised that Lu Mingfei owned Time Zero.
Although people with Time Zero are rare, they are not unheard of.
Even the hybrids who died at his hands had Time Zero.
But he has only seen Angers so far who can use Time Zero to its extreme.
Now, there is another Lu Mingfei.
No, even the young man in front of me is probably more terrifying than Angers!
"Isn't it exciting?" Lu Mingfei gently held Henkel's wrist and took off the alchemy revolver he was holding tightly.
During this process, Henkel didn't even dare to move, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
He could feel the oppression coming from Lu Mingfei.
He knew that if he thought about it even a little bit, this young man could cut him into two pieces immediately.
At such a close distance, comparing speed with the owner of Time Zero is undoubtedly no different than seeking death.
Lu Mingfei smiled softly, then took out a handkerchief from Henkel's pocket, gently wiped some of the sweat on Henkel's forehead, and said casually, "Didn't I say it? Young man, You definitely like something more exciting than you old guys, don’t you?”
"Since the elderly can't stand it, they shouldn't always think about playing so exciting, right?" Lu Mingfei stuffed the handkerchief back into Henkel's pocket.
As he spoke, Lu Mingfei played with the alchemy revolver in his hand, then grabbed Henkel's hand and stuffed the revolver into his palm. His eyes gradually became colder when he looked at Henkel, like the cold wind blowing in late autumn. , "Don't point your gun at me again, you know? I have a very bad temper."
Henkel held the revolver stiffly.
His heartbeat was beating at a rate of one hundred and thirty times per second.
His adrenaline hadn't been this active in a long time.
Just now, Henkel almost really thought he was going to die.
The shadow of death is so real.
The oppressive feeling became even stronger when the revolver returned to his hand.
If he hadn't deliberately chosen Lu Mingfei's key point and just wanted to teach Lu Mingfei a lesson, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand here completely at this moment.
"Who else wants to feel the excitement of young people?" Lu Mingfei looked around at these North American mixed-race executives, and his face sank, "It's just that this time, I can't guarantee that I will be able to control it. Myself."
At this moment, Lu Mingfei's gaze was a bit piercing and had such a strong sense of oppression that many people present subconsciously avoided Lu Mingfei's gaze.
"Since there are no problems, can we have a good talk now?" Lu Mingfei tidied up his somewhat messy black suit, walked towards the main seat, and sat down in front of everyone's eyes.
"You don't have any objections to me sitting here, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.
In the conference room, everyone looked at Lu Mingfei with complicated expressions and remained silent in tacit understanding.
In an instant, they seemed to change from judges to prisoners being judged.
"No one said anything, so I'll take it as your acquiescence." Lu Mingfei said calmly.
Then, Lu Mingfei looked at Nikken who was still in a state of shock outside the door, and couldn't help but frowned, "Don't you know how to bring a chair for our Mr. Henkel? Could it be that you want Mr. Henkel to stand and talk about cooperation? ?”
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