When the minute hand of the clock on the wall passed for another five minutes, Wei Lingdong's right hand was placed on the conference table, and his middle finger tapped lightly on the huge dark red tabletop, as if a small ant stretched out its legs and stepped on a large wooden board, however, a scene that everyone expected happened.

"Boom!"

The thick table top made a muffled sound, like a sledgehammer on a cowhide drum. In the quiet and somewhat depressing conference room, this sound was particularly heavy, especially the several soldiers of country M in the room, only to feel an invisible air sledgehammer suddenly hit the heart, almost instantly, there was an indescribable uncomfortable feeling in the chest, as if the air in the lungs was about to be forcibly squeezed out by external forces.

The voice succeeded in drawing the attention of everyone in the room, who was looking at the small, seemingly magical finger. Han Fanzhong's eyebrows shook violently a few times, and he pursed his mouth.

Two seconds later, Wei Lingdong knocked down a second time.

"Boom!!"

There was another muffled sound, louder than the first sound, and the faces of the soldiers were a little ugly.

About 1:5 seconds later, a third sound.

"Knock !!"

One of the soldiers closest to the gate was already in two trembling formations, almost rushing out of the door.

A second later, the fourth ring.

"Knock !!!"

Another 0.5 seconds, the fifth ring.

"Knock !!!!"

Then, maintaining the rhythm of a 0.5 second gap, Wei Lingdong tapped on the table. It seems that this interval is the best rhythm he has found.

Something in the room gradually resonated, and the empty swivel chair opposite Wei Lingdong and his party began to jump slightly to the rhythm of his fingers, and like a pendulum, it shook slightly from side to side. The white skin on the faces of several soldiers turned even paler, and their eyes were round, staring at Wei Lingdong's thin finger, which seemed to be not a flesh-and-blood finger, but a giant hammer. Their hands holding the guns grabbed the handle and barrel one by one, twisting slightly, as if they were about to wring out water, and the index finger of their right hand near the safety bolt shook wildly, and there seemed to be a voice roaring in their heads,

"Open the insurance and kill him! Kill this horrible guy! ”

But the remnants of their sanity and years of rigorous training allowed them to finally overcome their fears and did not point their trembling guns at Wei Lingdong.

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Almost as soon as the first knock sounded, everyone downstairs had already sensed it. But just by glancing at each other in surprise, before they had time to understand the situation, a dense sense of vibration had already spread throughout the building.

In the restaurant, most of the lamps embedded in the ceiling were broken and damaged, and some of them were loosened by the shock, resulting in poor contact, and the lights of the whole restaurant flickered and flickered, like a camera with a flash on to take pictures. Although it was the sunniest time of the day, the lights still made everyone's faces cloudy.

"Captain, I'll take a look!" A tall white man stood up and said.

"Sit down, Will."

Cole's face was a little ugly, he knew the structure of this building very well, and he was also a little shocked that it could cause such an effect.

He couldn't hold back and didn't have a seizure, and glanced at the monitoring light curtain handed over by a female secretary behind him, his eyes stayed on the close-up of Wei Lingdong's finger for about a second, his lower eyelids twitched slightly, and said,

"Bring the materials, let's go up."

More than a dozen people at the table got up one after another, and Cole took the lead, rushing out of the dining room and steadily moving forward on the constantly shaking ground. Dust trickled from the ceiling overhead, and the fine French food on the table had become unsightly with dust after months of rest.

A short and fat black young man behind Cole raised his right hand to shoulder height, his palm was facing the sky, his five fingers were stretched out, and he slowly turned half a circle counterclockwise, and a strange breeze blew in the room, gathering towards his palm from all directions, only to see that the dust had gathered about a meter above his palm, forming a gradually increasing gray tornado, including the dust on everyone's body, which was sucked by this invisible force.

Although the amplitude of the ground was very slight, the paralyzing feeling that came from the footing still made several people stumble all the way, like stepping on a pile of cotton, and barely maintained the direction of walking with all their efforts.

Wei Lingdong sensed that everyone was going upstairs and stopped tapping his fingers. Several soldiers were stunned, cold sweat gathered on their chins, their previous arrogant demeanor was gone, their eyes looked at him in a daze, and they didn't dare to move a single step under their feet.

At this time, the conference room was already a mess. The small laser projector attached to the ceiling was shocked and fell into a flower pot in the middle of the circular conference table. The roof fell off in many places, falling on the ground and smashing debris all over the ground, revealing hidden central air-conditioning ventilation ducts and a thicker concrete layer structure more inside. The drinking water and various drinks placed on the table opposite Wei Lingdong and his party rolled to the ground, but the things in front of them were intact, as if they were glued to the table with super glue. A dozen or so swivel chairs slid haphazardly across the conference room, and two chairs were damaged by the detached top panels.

"Da da da... There was a dense sound of boots stomping on the ground at the door. A group of M people in gray camouflage uniforms strode in from the door, stood three meters in front of the conference table, and lined up in two rows, like a thick wall of flesh blocking the people in the Celestial Empire, and their knife-like eyes swept over everyone's faces, giving them the illusion of being illuminated by the scorching sun outside the window.

Michelle walked around from behind the crowd and said loudly to Han Fan Zhong, "General Han, what's going on, please give me an explanation!" ”

Han Fanzhong glanced at him expressionlessly, and moved his gaze to Cole in the middle.

"Captain Cole, let the guests wait upstairs, is this the hospitality of your country M?"

"Guests? No... Cole touched the short stubble on his chin and grinned, "You're here to negotiate, and in my opinion, you're not a guest." ”

After a short pause, he pinched the high wing of his nose and blew it twice, frowned and glanced around, took two steps forward and picked up a piece of paper on the table, and wiped his nose-pinching hand on the paper. After finishing, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I threw the paper in the direction of Wei Lingdong, and it landed on the table in front of Wei Lingdong.

A colonel sitting next to Wei Lingdong swept his gaze over the paper ball, and saw that several Celestial Empire characters could be faintly seen on the crumpled paper ball, "... The bottom line... Acts of war"

"This is a copy of the negotiation agreement!" A thought flashed through his heart, and then his face turned pale, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart, "I deceived people too much, and I even wiped my nose with the negotiated agreement!" ”