Pete and the representatives of the other three consortiums looked at each other.

Pete hooked his fingers, and about ten thugs rushed over, trying to hold down the evil god.

At this moment, he used the nosebleed sauce again, held the AK-47 tenaciously, and turned to the thugs to "bare".

Pete suddenly felt his scalp numb.

More than a dozen thugs fell to the ground in pain in an instant, and there were wailing sounds.

"hiss……"

The evil god of Fire Cloud was a little dissatisfied: "Jane Bo, I remember, I once said, "I'm dying of blood, right?"

Jiang Bao put away the AK-47, took out a sunglasses from his pocket, calmly stepped forward, and put them on the evil god Huoyun.

"Mr. Huo, in this way, won't you faint from bleeding?"

The evil god nodded to express satisfaction.

"Zhenzhen, check the gunshot method of Jiangbo."

As if nothing had happened, Buck Teeth Zhen checked the fallen thugs one by one: "Mr. Huo, all hit the knees, successfully preventing the other party from using violence without hurting his life. There is nothing wrong with it."

The evil god Huoyun nodded with relief: "Not bad. It's not in vain. I'll send you to Zhutian Academy to practice your skills in shooting."

Jiang Bao smiled and was very excited: "Mr. Huo, I personally think that the AK-47 produced by Zhutian Beast Craftsman Group still has room for further improvement, such as this magazine..."

The evil god Huoyun glared at him, Jiang turned around and explained his experience to an old man from the British Consortium.

"Zhenzhen, hurry up."

"Oh, is it called a doctor?"

"Before calling the doctor, can you ask the waiter to come in and clean up the red stains on the floor? How do I educate you in normal times? I never know the priorities of doing things!"

Buck-Teen Zhen pouted and said, "Okay, Mr. Huo!"

The Huoyun Evil God wearing sunglasses took the Colt M1911 pistol in Jiangbo's hand and glanced at him.

"Peter, you are a businessman, and I am a businessman. Businessmen have to respect the laws of the development of the market economy and respect the principle of fair and free trading. Is there nothing wrong with it?"

Pete shook his face: "No...no problem."

"Oh K!"

The evil god of Fire Cloud raised his pistol and pointed it at his temple, the muzzle was only 10 cm away from his head.

Pete was scared and the representatives of the three consortiums also urinated.

The evil god of Fire Cloud "Hehe" pulled the trigger with his fingers.

"Bang!"

A cloud of smoke rose, and the owners felt a chill in their hearts. Is the evil god committing suicide?

But why?

The huge negotiation room suddenly became quiet.

When Buck-Take Zhen heard the gunshots, she was shocked and rushed over nervously.

"Oh, Mr. Huo, why are you so trashing yourself?"

Peter was delighted, but in the smoke, how could he find that the evil god is still standing?

"Ahem, cough... the gunpowder gun... the smoke is heavy. This gun is boring and not used to it."

"this……"

The owners widened their eyes and found that the evil god of Fire Cloud was not dead.

The one who was surprised to doubt his life was Pete, who was closest to the evil god of Fire Cloud.

With wide eyes and a look of disbelief, Pete found that the bullet appeared intact between the index finger and middle finger of the evil god Huoyun.

This old man... actually took the bullet with his bare hands? But why are the bucktoothed woman so nervous? Isn't she dead?

"Mr. Huo, since you became the president of Zhutian Beast Craftsman Group, you have said that you can't do this anymore." Buck-Take Zhen looked complaining.

The evil god Huoyun laughed dryly: "I just want to say that all martial arts in the world are invincible, but only the speed is not broken. I am also happy for a moment, so I won't be as an example."

Jiang Bo was confused: "The martial arts in the world are invincible, and they are only fast and not broken. It is very cool to say it out. However, what does this have to do with the laws of market economy development and fair and free trading?"

Buck-Take Zhen was so angry that she slapped Jiang with a "slap" and threw it over.

The Pitt consortium was shocked, and the German representative of the old man couldn't help but jump out by himself.

Who are these people?

These are not considered sick men of East Asia, are they?

Buck-fang Zhen stomped on Jiangbo's head fiercely: "When is it now? You still have the mind to analyze it!"

The evil god of Fire Cloud smiled: "That's it!"

Buck-fang Zhen turned around and glared: "And you, Mr. Huo! You are now the president of Zhutian Tuanlian Commercial Group. Your body is not your own body, but your body is the common wealth of our thousands of employees! You have become presidents. Can you not play the game of grabbing bullets with your bare hands?"

Pete grabbed her scalp and wanted to lift herself up, proving that this was a dream.

"Quick! Give me the bullet, how many bacteria are there, how dirty it is!"

“…”

More than 20 owners sat quietly eating melons, not knowing whether to come forward to express their condolences or applaud collectively.

After spraying alcohol and applying iodine, the evil god of Fire Cloud turned around and handed the Colt M1911 pistol to Pete.

"Mr. Peter, come, be fair, you can shoot here too. You can catch the bullets. I, the evil god, will give you all the more than 20 properties."

The evil god of Fire Cloud made a "click" and loaded the pistol.

However, the gun was there, and Pitt, who was foaming at the mouth and fainted on the ground.

"Hiss...this..."

The evil god Huoyun turned around and pointed the gun at the representatives of Britain, Germany and France, and invited with a smile: "Everyone, you can't beat yourself to death, the property management..."

"Puff puff puff!"

The representatives of Britain, Germany and France all bowed together.

"Mr. Huo, I'm really sorry. We were also deceived. We were deceived by Pitt from the US. Mr. Huo, you have a lot of them, so don't bother with us."

"Mr. Huo, let us go. I swear that in Huadu, you will be the only one who will follow you in the future."

"Mr. Huo, I am really sorry. The Lord will bless you and the Lord will bless you."

The evil god Huoyun suddenly sank and pointed at the last foreigner with one hand: "Shut up! In my evil god Huoyun, there is only one god and only one master, that is Lu Xiaolin."

"Yes, yes, Lu Xiaolin is the omnipotent Lord, the holy Lord who can bless us."

"Yeah, yeah, you're very good. Come on, get Pittel up."

The representatives of the three parties of Britain, Germany and France were all filled with indignation. They slap their faces, slap their necks, and splattered water quickly woke up Pitt and held them.

"boom!"

A ball of black flames danced in the hands of the evil god of Fire Cloud.

"Wow, Mr. Fire can actually do magic, it's amazing."

"Swoosh!"

"puff!"

Pitt's cheeks stinged, and his head suddenly tilted back.

"beauty."

"Dog."

"Beautiful dog?"

Four tattoos were written on Pitt's left and right cheeks.

The Fire Cloud Evil God was not very satisfied: "I feel that there is ambiguity."

"boom!"

"puff!"

Everyone found that the word "Li" on Pitt's left cheek was painted black, and the word "Yi" on his right cheek was also painted black by Mocheng.

"Beautiful dog?"

"Yeah, beautiful dog."

"Beautiful dog, I'm gonna be!"

This time, the evil god of Fire Cloud finally nodded with satisfaction: "Fire control technique + formless heaven and earth skill + tattoo, penetrate into the texture and bone marrow, accompany you for a lifetime, and you never have to worry about fading."

Jiangbao pointed at the words on Pete's face, turned around and looked serious: "Mr. Huo, where is the word "beautiful" of 'beautiful dog'?"?"
Chapter completed!