The gunshot rang out and the whole scene fell into silence.
After all the Japanese were shocked, they all looked towards Robinson, only to find that the American was still standing there, and they were a little at a loss for the moment.
"Crack!"
At this time, Robinson's closed right index finger and middle finger were slightly separated, and then an irregular object as big as his little tail finger fell from the gap between his fingers to the ground, making a crisp impact sound.
"Um?"
After taking a closer look, Xiao Japanese realized that what fell on the ground was actually a warhead. Suddenly everyone gasped and looked at Robinson in disbelief.
Usami also straightened his eyes: "No, it's impossible!" In his understanding, people with abilities can also be injured and bleed, but their vitality and recovery power are stronger than ordinary people.
He recovered within himself, but the scene in front of him completely subverted his understanding.
"You think it's impossible? Haha!" Robinson glanced at Usami's silly look and laughed out loud, "I told you just now, there are many people like me in the building opposite..."
Before he finished speaking, the Japanese who had just shot Robinson shouted: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it... Bang bang bang bang bang!" Several more shots were fired without warning, all of which were fired at Robinson.
"Hey!" Robinson raised his brows and finally showed a cruel smile. He also took out his left hand from his pocket and waved his hands like a shadow. After the gunshot, there was nothing more. He was still standing in place.
In fact, it only took two or three breaths from the time the gun rang out again to when Robinson's hands returned to their original positions. However, Usami, who always thought highly of himself, could not even see the shadow of the opponent's hands clearly, and his eyes only felt blurred. Then Robinson completed the action.
, really as fast as lightning.
Just when his expression was uncertain, Robinson opened his palms and poured a series of irregular bullets onto the ground. This made most people at the scene stare blankly.
However, Robinson did not intend to let go of the man who shot at him one after another. Instead, he deliberately kept two bullets in his palm and casually swung them towards the face of the Japanese gunman.
"Pfft, pfft!"
There were only two muffled sounds, and then the gunman covered his face and screamed wildly. He was even more miserable than his dead father. When everyone saw the area where he covered his face, they immediately knew that Robinson was cruel and actually used bullets to kill both of them.
One eye was blown out.
"You..." Usami was extremely angry. The rest of the Japanese were also excited and felt that they could not deal with Robinson. Some people actually picked up their keyboards and hacked at their American counterparts who were also skilled workers.
"ah!!"
The two computer experts who came to Japan with Robinson were struck by thunder. They all screamed and fell to the ground. When Robinson saw this, he was so angry that he immediately kicked off his feet and threw himself into the crowd of Japanese.
In the middle, he could maim two or three little Japanese with just a few gestures. Because of this, the situation in the entire control room suddenly became chaotic, and it was more lively than the Prime Minister of the Six Nations.
Holna, who originally wanted to give some advice, was too lazy to talk nonsense when she saw this. She followed Robinson and jumped into the Japanese group. She followed Usami and beat her wildly, turning the situation into a complete mess.
At the same time, on the 12th floor of the Ise Department Store where Feilun was located, the party here was full of people coming and going. There were constant exchanges, and it was very lively.
However, Feilun and Yuka Hosokawa both know that these people are not just for socializing, but they are directly talking about money, women, and strange objects to attract them. They have only one purpose, and that is to get people to support so-and-so as an elder.
It's a pity that Feren has already made up his mind, and no one will support him, so he can just go with the flow. If he is not satisfied with the result, then he will kill all the elected elders and then choose another one!
As for why Faerun pretended to agree with the snake, and then kept the conditions offered by the other party, especially those rare items, there is actually no need for this. After all, no one in these third levels is a fool, even if he promised to give Faerun rare items.
After Feilun agreed to be elected, it was given to him immediately. No matter what, it would be cashed out after the matter was completed. At most, a box of money could be given to Feilun as a deposit in advance.
But does Faerun lack money? There is no shortage, so there is no need to break your promise just for one or two rare items. It is better to wait until the election is over and just grab them!
Just because he had made up his mind, Feilun was still in the mood to stop the waiter and ordered: "Let's do some muc behind, and then let the dancer come out to dance two dances, understand?"
"Sir, this..."
"Stop fucking this and do that, hurry up and do it!"
"Yes, yes..." the waiter could only nod hurriedly and retreat.
After the waiter walked away, Hosokawa Yuxiang said: "Long, what do you want to do? Watch the dance now?"
"What? Can't you see it?"
Hosokawa Youxiang shrugged indifferently, unable to guess what kind of medicine was sold in Faerun's gourd.
After a while, a light song came from the speakers, and then a group of Japanese women filed into the hall and danced. Of course, the choreography of the dance music is not the point, the clothes of these dancers are what attract people's attention.
In this place, I only saw their transparent underwear, which was more attractive than not wearing anything. Their eyes were dazzling in all directions, and they looked extremely coquettish. However, any man would develop primitive sexual desires if he looked at them for a few more times.
But that's one thing, but everyone present was more shocked, because at this point of canvassing votes, who the hell is in the mood to watch a dance performance! So a person with rude abilities walked up and grabbed the dancer directly.
As soon as he took it to the sofa next to him, he didn't care about the public, and he directly threw himself on it and started to vent his anger, but more people were shouting and cursing in their respective positions.
"Baga!"
"Fake! Who asked us to play music and dance at this time?"
"Which bastard made the request? Stand up for yourself!"
"That's it, come out on your own..."
Just when everyone was denounced, Feilun jumped out, clapped his hands and said: "Everyone, pig, please listen to me. In fact, I have just received offers from many teams, and it is difficult for me to make a choice, but just
Just now, I had an idea and came up with a clever trick that would not make me abstain from voting, which is really gratifying!"
Originally, I heard what Feren said about abstaining from voting. For those who are interested in the position of [Elder], they really don’t care about Feren’s vote, as long as he does not seek to capitalize on the enemy. But now Ferun has clearly put forward this idea.
, there is no way these guys don’t pay attention to it, because if they don’t take it seriously, the current situation will force Faerun to side with others, which will be very bad!
"Then...Mr. Long, what do you want?" Simang immediately asked the question on everyone's mind.
"It's very simple. Who wants my support? I don't need money or things. As long as you each choose one of these dancers to represent your side in an arm wrestling match, I will support whoever wins!"
As soon as Feilun said this, the whole place was in an uproar. This guy is going against the grain. He actually came up with such a crazy way to let others canvass votes. It is simply weird! But those who are not qualified to attend the election of the Presbyterian Council are very
The third-level people immediately spoke highly of Feilun's suggestion and thought that they could immediately open a handicap. After all, no matter how good the eyesight of the people present is, they cannot be as good as they can perform on the field, so the arm-wrestling competition is somewhat
It is unique, especially because the uncertainty is so obvious, so it naturally attracts the interest of many people.
It has to be said that this matter itself is really not adulterated. It was Ferran's impromptu idea to ask the dancers to perform. It was also an impromptu idea to come up with such a trick to vote out his vote and make it look less like following the crowd.
So the outcome is really worth looking forward to.
What makes the bosses of each team even more satisfied is that this kind of competition will not involve too much energy on their part, and at the same time, it can also minimize the cost of asking for Faeron's support.
"I agree, let's do it!"
"I agree, it won't be a big deal anyway!"
"I agree..." At this time, the fat guy who had already pushed the dancer down on the sofa and was about to go straight to the throne took a few bites of the dancer's breasts, and then he also shouted there and looked around at the rest.
Among the group of dancers, they suddenly pointed at one of them, a tall foreign girl dancer, and said, "I chose him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feilun continued with a smile: "No, you have to use the dancer you have already chosen!"
"What do you mean you have already chosen? I didn't choose before..."
Before the fat esper could finish his words, Feilun pointed at the dancer underneath him and said, "Isn't this it?"
"Hahaha..." The whole audience burst into laughter, and the fat person's face suddenly turned the color of pig's liver, and then he said: "You are just entertaining me, right? You are looking for death..."
Before the pronunciation of the word "death" could be fully pronounced, Faerun had already ducked to the side of the fat person and poked his temple with one finger.
When he pulled his hand back, the fat man with the ability fell down on the sofa without any sign of life. He almost squeezed the shit out of the dancer's body, and screams followed. The dancer was obviously frightened by the dead man.
When the others saw this, their eyes showed horror, because everyone present saw that this fat man was a late second-level guy, but now he was sent to see Tathagata Buddha by Faerun so easily.
Even if they were frightened, the third-level people present thought to themselves that they might be able to kill Fat Fatty with one move, but they would never be able to do so easily. It was like drinking water and eating, which was really daunting.
Feilun naturally knew what it meant to show his hand, but he still laughed and said: "Wow, this, this is dead, no one here wants to avenge him, right?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the third level rolled their eyes and thought to themselves, your acting skills are too bad, right? After all this, you still want to pretend to be a pig?
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