Peter and the representatives of the other three consortiums looked at each other.
Pete hooked his fingers, and a dozen thugs swooped over to hold down the evil god.
At this moment, Jiangbao wiped away the nosebleed again, held the AK-47 tenaciously, and said "Balu" towards the thugs.
Peter suddenly felt his scalp numb.
More than a dozen thugs fell to the ground in pain instantly, wailing loudly.
"hiss……"
Huo Yun Evil God was slightly dissatisfied: "Jiang Bao, I remember once saying that I am sick of blood, right?"
Jiang Bao put away his AK-47, took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, calmly stepped forward and put them on for Huoyun Xishen.
"Mr. Huo, will this stop the bleeding?"
The evil god nodded, expressing satisfaction.
"Zhenzhen, check out Jiangbao's shooting skills."
Buck Yazhen checked the thugs who fell on the ground one by one as if nothing had happened: "Boss Huo, all of them were hit in the knees. They successfully prevented the opponent from using violence without harming their lives. There is nothing wrong with them."
Fire Cloud Evil God nodded happily: "That's right. It's not in vain that I send you to Zhutian Academy to practice your shooting skills."
Jiangbao smiled and was very excited: "Mr. Huo, I personally think that the AK-47 produced by the Zhutian Beast Craftsman Group has room for further improvement, such as this magazine..."
Fire Cloud Evil God glared, Jiang Bao turned around and explained his experience to an old man from the British consortium.
"Zhenzhen, hurry up."
"Oh, are you calling the doctor?"
"Before calling the doctor, can you let the waiter come in and clean up the red stains on the floor? How do I usually educate you? You never know the priorities!"
Buck Yazhen pouted and smiled: "Okay, Mr. Huo!"
Wearing sunglasses, Huoyunxieshen took the Colt M1911 pistol from Jiangbao's hand and glanced at Pete.
"Peter, you are a businessman, and I am also a businessman. Businessmen must respect the laws of market economic development and respect the principles of fair and free transactions. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Pete's face trembled: "No... nothing wrong."
"Ouch!"
Fire Cloud Evil God raised his pistol and pointed it at his temple, with the muzzle only 10 centimeters away from his head.
Peter was so frightened that he peed, and so did the representatives of the three consortiums.
Fire Cloud Evil God said "Hey" and pulled the trigger with his finger.
"Bang!"
A cloud of smoke rose, and the owners felt chilled. Is the evil god committing suicide?
But why?
The huge negotiation room suddenly became quiet.
When Buck Yazhen heard the gunshot, she was shocked and rushed over nervously.
"Oh, Mr. Huo, why do you ruin yourself so much?"
Peter was overjoyed, but how could he find that the evil god was still standing in the smoke?
"Ahem, cough... a gunpowder gun... there is a lot of smoke. This gun is boring and boring. I'm not used to it."
"this……"
The owners' eyes widened and they discovered that Huoyun Evil God was not dead.
The person who was so shocked that he almost doubted his life was Peter who was closest to the Fire Cloud Evil God.
With his eyes widened and a look of disbelief on his face, Peter discovered that the bullet appeared intact between Huoyun Evil God's index finger and middle finger.
This old man... actually caught the bullet with his bare hands? But why is the buck-toothed girl so nervous? Isn't he still alive?
"Mr. Huo, ever since you became the president of Zhutian Beast Craftsman Group, you have said that you can no longer abuse yourself like this." Buck Yazhen complained.
Huo Yun Evil God laughed dryly: "I just want to say that in martial arts, everything in the world is invincible, except for speed. I am just happy for a moment, and I won't do it next time."
Jiangbao looked confused: "Martial arts in the world are invincible, except for speed. It's very cool to say it, but what does this have to do with the development laws of market economy and fair and free trade?"
Buck Yazhen was so angry that she slapped her face and threw the sauce away.
The Pitt consortium was stunned, and the German representative's old man's dentures couldn't help but pop out.
Who are these people?
These are not considered sick men of East Asia, right?
Buck Yazhen stomped on Jiang Bao's head viciously: "What time has it been? You still have the time to analyze!"
Fire Cloud Evil God smiled: "That's right!"
Buck Yazhen turned around and glared: "And you, Mr. Huo! You are now the president of Zhutian United Business Group. Your body is not yours alone. Your body is the common wealth of thousands of our employees!
Now that you're the CEO, can you stop playing the game of catching bullets with your bare hands?"
Peter scratched his scalp, trying to lift himself up to prove that this was a dream.
"Quick! Give me the bullet. How many bacteria are there on it? How dirty it is!"
"..."
More than 20 owners sat quietly eating, not knowing whether to come forward to offer condolences or to applaud collectively.
After spraying with alcohol and applying iodophor, Huoyunxieshen turned around and handed the Colt M1911 pistol into Pete's hand.
"Mr. Peter, come on, to be fair, you should also shoot here. If you can catch the bullet, I, the Evil God, will make the decision and give them all to you."
Fire Cloud Evil God loaded the pistol with a click.
However, while the gun was there, Peter was frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground.
"Hiss...this..."
Fire Cloud Evil God turned around, pointed his gun at the representatives of Britain, Germany, and France, and invited with a smile: "Everyone, if you don't beat yourselves to death, the property owners will..."
"Puff puff!"
Representatives from Britain, Germany and France all knelt down.
"Mr. Huo, I'm really sorry. We were also deceived. We were deceived by Pete from the United States. Mr. Huo, you have a lot, so please don't argue with us."
"Mr. Huo, please spare us. I swear, in Huadu, I will only obey you from now on."
"Mr. Huo, I'm really sorry. The Lord will bless you and protect you."
Fire Cloud Evil God's face suddenly sank, and he pointed at the last foreigner with one hand: "Shut up! In my heart, Fire Cloud Evil God, there is only one god and one master, and that is Lu Xiaolin."
"Yes, yes, Lu Xiaolin is the omnipotent Lord, the sacred Lord who can protect us."
"Yeah, yeah, you're very good. Come on, pick up Peter."
Representatives from Britain, Germany, and France were all filled with indignation. They slapped their faces, stretched their necks, and sprayed water. They quickly woke up Peter and restrained him.
"boom!"
A ball of black flame danced in the hands of Fire Cloud Evil God.
"Wow, Mr. Huo can actually do magic. It's really amazing."
"Whoosh!"
"puff!"
Peter's cheek felt stinging and hot. His head jerked back.
"beauty."
"The dog."
"Beautiful dog?"
There were four tattoos written on Peter's left and right cheeks.
Fire Cloud Evil God was not very satisfied: "It feels like there is ambiguity."
"boom!"
"puff!"
Everyone discovered that the word "丽" on Peter's left cheek had been wiped black, and the word "的" on his right cheek had also been wiped black.
"Beautiful dog?"
"Yeah, beautiful dog."
"Beautiful dog, bah!"
This time, Huoyun Evil God finally nodded with satisfaction: "Fire Control Technique + Wuxiang Heaven and Earth Technique + Tattoo, it will penetrate deep into the texture and bone marrow, and it will last a lifetime. You will never have to worry about fading."
Jiang Bao pointed at the words on Pete's face, turned around, and said seriously: "Mr. Huo, where did the word '美' in 'Beautiful Dog' and the one horizontal line go?"