Chapter 150 After I finish speaking, who agrees and who opposes?
The air flow was surging, and the viewers subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes, and then hurriedly lowered their palms.
Agents, buyers, construction engineers, business elites...
The crowd of onlookers, composed of many professions, simultaneously saw a scene that made people's hearts shrink.
The young man stood on the spot, with the two fingers of his right hand held together and raised at his side.
At the fingertips, lightly press a fist as big as a casserole.
Even though two deep pits were dug under the feet of the wasteland warrior, and the veins on his forehead almost burst out of his body, he could not move forward at all.
The two raised fingers are slightly bent.
Lu Ze looked at An Kuang and spoke calmly:
"Take me to see Wu Duo."
"I really want to know who gave him the courage... to touch me."
After the words fell, Lu Ze stepped forward and pulled forward with two raised fingers!
Sparks are flying on the ground——
The wasteland warrior beside him let out a roar, plowed the ground with his feet, but was thrown violently faster than when he came!
In the sight of hundreds of people who were heartbroken, he collided heavily with the second rushing wasteland warrior, and then——
Flying upside down ten meters away together!
boom!
The smoke and dust dissipated.
The earth shook and the sky shook.
In the huge trading market, countless people stared blankly at the huge load-bearing pillar with a diameter of two meters.
Two burly figures slid down softly against the pillar, the blood in their eyes faded, and a fine spider web behind them covered the entire pillar.
"Just now... we entered the wilderness... but were knocked back to a conscious state..."
The two wasteland warriors, who had nearly half of their bones broken, were extremely vital. Their stiff necks slowly twisted until their eyes met.
There was no fear or loss in their eyes, but instead there was a strange and inexplicable luster in their eyes.
【Stay alive and pass on the message...】
The two wasteland warriors exchanged the last message silently and closed their eyes at the same time. The blood in their bodies slowed down and they fell into a state of breathlessness.
In the smoke and dust, Lu Ze walked out calmly and stood in front of An Guang like a god, looking down at the three people who were kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.
"lead the way."
One floor, two floors...
Ten people, hundreds of people...
The huge trading market, with nearly a thousand people, silently separated a passage.
An Guang and the other three stood up tremblingly, walking stiffly with their heads lowered, watching row after row of people disperse before their eyes. There was no trace of excitement on their faces, but only extreme fear.
Behind him, Lu Ze was alone in the middle.
Afterwards, Hibiscus and others followed Lin Zhidao silently, as if they were in a dream.
It wasn't until Lu Ze's figure disappeared from everyone's sight for half a minute that a big wave finally started in the trading market.
Deep in the crowd, a few figures with long breaths and restrained divine light took all this quietly into their eyes.
"I saw today that one man can become an army."
"Fan Chaosheng died unjustly."
"He Xiong, there is a sentence in the general history of the war that I have questioned several times. To this day, I finally feel like I can see the sun through the clouds."
"What words?"
"Preface."
Preface to "A General History of Human Combat" -
[In the long river of history, people with amazing talents and extraordinary beauty are like crucian carp crossing the river, wandering in the rivers. But how many people can be remembered in history? Only people are among dragons and phoenixes, clothed in a thousand auras, with a unique and transcendent appearance.
There, the gods and ghosts dispersed.】
…
The auction hall below was still bustling with people.
Because the initial commotion caused by the tiger shark finally subsided.
Shi Xian on the stage was still presiding over the auction, but he was not as carefree and natural as at the beginning. Especially when his eyes inadvertently passed over the front row of the audience, there was always a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
But even so, Shi Xian still showed his skills as a senior auctioneer.
More than half of the auction has passed, and not a single item has been unsold.
You Wuyi, sitting in the center of the front row, admired the stage with a smile.
As a wasteland warrior who can control the degree of desolation within 40%, he is a well-deserved elite backbone of the Tiger Shark Association.
"Is this the aura of drunkenness and wealth?"
"Sure enough, comfort corrodes the will."
You Wuyi leaned comfortably on the soft sofa, glanced at Shi Xian, who looked at him nervously from time to time, showed a meaningful smile, and then spread his hands to his side.
"Bring it up."
The wasteland warrior standing silently beside him took out a suitcase and opened it.
On the soft and delicate golden brocade is an over-the-ear headphone with a golden luster all over it.
You Wuyi put on his headphones with satisfaction, and the magnificent symphony immediately echoed in his ears.
He closed his eyes comfortably.
"Except for Mr. Wu's letter, please don't disturb me until the auction is over. Do you hear me?"
The wasteland warrior closed his suitcase, nodded and fell into silence again.
The entire auction house seemed to feel a little more relaxed because of You Wuyi closing his eyes and concentrating.
The tense nerves in Shi Xian's mind finally got a moment of rest, and his tone couldn't help but become relaxed.
…
An Guo walked stiffly to the first floor, walked stiffly through the corridor, and climbed stiffly up the stairs.
After entering the gray wooden door, I saw the same rows of wasteland warriors in front of me.
The same pale skin, the same burly body, the same dead breath.
Perhaps it was because An Guang had gone out from here, or perhaps they had received orders from the commander.
A hundred meters away, no one can stop me.
Close...
Getting closer...
An Guang looked at the ancient teahouse entrance, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
In front of the screen, two wasteland warriors cast indifferent eyes.
At this moment, An Guang wanted to shout for help, watching as the wasteland warriors rushed out and hacked Lu Ze to death, and finally he fired two more shots.
However, it’s nice to think about this kind of thing.
An Kuang honestly led his two brothers in.
When Lu Ze was about to step forward, there was a sound, and two sword lights instantly overlapped in front of him.
Lu Ze stopped and looked calmly at the cold blade five centimeters in front of him.
The reflection is clearly visible.
"Who are you?"
The blade was as sharp as the edge, and Lu Ze had not yet moved. The bodies of An Guang and the other three people were already trembling heavily, and then uncontrollable ecstasy flashed in their eyes.
"he……"
…
Behind the screen is the inner door.
Inside the inner door, the original antique tea room instantly transformed into an oversized oval conference room with a silver ceiling and silver floor as the side wall opened.
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The conference room is twenty meters deep inward, and the outermost side is a giant floor-to-ceiling window that is slanted into the room.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are crowds of people and the lights are shining.
If someone stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they can see the huge iron cage below and thousands of crazy people around it.
No one could have imagined that the teahouse would be located directly above the Shangnan underground black boxing arena!
Although there is only one layer of glass, the noise outside the window cannot affect the interior at all.
Beside the circular meeting table, on the eleven vacant seats, sit eleven virtually projected three-dimensional images.
These people vary in height, short, fat, and thin. Some wear hats, some wear patterned masks, there are old men with white beards and hair but sharp eyes, and there are also beautiful young women in their thirties wearing professional skirts...
They looked in the same direction together, towards the tea table.
Wu Duo leaned on the wicker chair and looked forward leisurely.
Beside him were Lin's father and son who were forcibly pinned down on wooden chairs by the wasteland warriors.
"Commander Wu, Lin Dongyao is a member of our Shangnan Business Alliance. I believe that with his personality, he will not rashly provoke the Tiger Shark Society. I am afraid there is no misunderstanding." A fat man wearing a large suit with a kind face said,
He spoke slowly.
"I just want to ask, Commander Wu, can your behavior represent the leader?" The old man with sharp eyes said in a deep voice.
"Everyone's time is precious. I have made an appointment with the client in ten minutes. Mr. Wu, let's keep the story short. After all, everyone has their own business." The beautiful young woman said unceremoniously, "Why don't you express your opinion, Mr. Lin? After all,
Sitting there is a branch of your Lin family."
"Everyone has finished speaking. I, Lin Guangming, have no other opinions. You are all shareholders in the underground black market. I believe that Mr. Wu will not harm Mr. Lin Dongyao." Lin Guangming, with a majestic face, glanced in the direction of Lin Dongyao, his expression as usual.
Pa~
Bang bang~
Wu Duo clapped his hands, shook his head and exclaimed with a smile: "Very good! It seems that everyone regards my Tiger Shark Club as a soft persimmon."
"As for whether it will hurt, please remember that everyone here today does not count, only what I, Wu Duo, say does."
He gently pulled out a tiger-tooth dagger that shone with cold light, and then placed it against Lin Dongyao's chin next to him. With a slight pressure, blood slowly dripped down the dagger blade.
Wu Duo smiled brightly.
"The human face is usually composed of 44 muscles. If you have done research and peeled off these muscles, you will see blood vessels and nerves wrapped around the cartilage and bones... How about today, sponsored by Mr. Lin Dongyao, I, Wu Duo, will show you
What is the composition of the human face?”
"Wu is quite confident in his skill of scraping bones with a thousand knives. What do you think?"
boom!
Synchronized analog sound blooms in the conference room.
In the second seat on the right, Lin Guangming slammed the table with one hand and his voice was cold and sharp.
"Wu Duo, what do you want?"
"This joke is not good. Please make it clear to Mr. Wu."
Wu Duo playfully scratched Lin Dongyao's face repeatedly with his dagger, and laughed loudly as he looked at the people in front of him who already looked unkind.
"What do I want?"
"Haha, since everyone is so open and honest, I won't hide it."
"In addition to the Heishui Lin family's share, our Tiger Shark Association also wants 30% of the profits from Shangnan Black Market. I believe Mr. Lin Dongyao will be grateful for your generous help. What do you think?"
As soon as the voice fell, the eleven figures all changed their colors.
"presumptuous!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"Wu Duo, are you kidding!"
Lin Guangming's projection even stood up from his seat.
A sinister look flashed across Wu Duo's face, all smiles disappeared, and he glanced at everyone in a sinister manner.
"Isn't it appropriate?"
"OK, OK..."
"Since you all feel that the face of our Tiger Shark Association is worthless, then fine, this motion will be invalidated."
"I have a second proposal here. The name of the proposal is [Survival Game]."
"The Shangnan Business Alliance openly provoked the Tiger Shark Association first. From now on, starting from the Heishui Lin family, the Tiger Shark Party will launch a targeted elimination of the members of the Business Alliance, including but not limited to all people and things inside and outside the city, until the members of the Business Alliance are eliminated.
Everyone here has been wiped out. From now on, the underground black market will be divided equally between the two parties, and I, the Tiger Shark, will take six points of the profit."
As Wu Duo lightly snapped his fingers, several photos of villas, residences, the elderly, and children were projected in mid-air and flashed one after another.
When they saw that familiar scene, eight people in the eleven seats stood up in shock, their whole bodies trembling.
The corners of Wu Duo's lips curved up in a sarcastic arc, he lifted the teacup to his lips and blew lightly:
"After I finish speaking, who agrees and who opposes?"
"I object."
There was a clear sound, and the entire inner door exploded at the same time.
A black shadow brought up a shocking wave, like a train that rushed off the track. It instantly flew twenty meters across the tea room, hit the end of the long table in the conference room, and overlapped with the figure of the fat man in a suit.
The black figure was slumped against the bench, with its head raised, bleeding from all its orifices, and its wide-open eyes full of terror.
Shockingly...
An rough.
All the figures were shocked to see at the same time.
At the end of the line of sight, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Lu Ze stepped in with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, two wasteland warriors knelt down slumped, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Lin Dongyao, who looked back tremblingly, blinked blankly.
At this moment, he seemed to see a familiar figure in the smoke.