In the conference room of the Jinghai War Department, more than ten people sat calmly at the conference table, all of them had cold faces, and the air was full of tense atmosphere.

The four people above the main seat are naturally the four marshals of China, and the guest of honor on the left and right sides are all white-skinned foreigners.

A person next to him took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and muttered a word of rice, and a translator behind him hurriedly translated.

"Lord Marshal, it's been more than an hour since you informed Yebei, and the others haven't arrived yet, isn't it too unkind to take him and the country seriously."

When Xuan Xueliang heard this, he immediately replied: "Jinghai City is big, there is a traffic jam every day, and four or five hours are commonplace, what is this hour." ”

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the other three changed slightly, and Li Jingshan was choked and coughed again and again just after taking a sip of tea, this reason was too far-fetched.

After all, the person who came was Secretary Andrew, the supreme governor of the Lianhe Kingdom.

This is also something that these four people never expected, under normal circumstances, it is the D1 or D2 level senior officials of Lian Heguo who came forward, but this time, it was Andrew who came in person.

But it is also reasonable, after all, this time the incident is too big, and the lord level is killed, no matter which country it is, it is an extremely serious incident.

The translator was stunned for a moment, with a helpless face, so he could only lean over and translate truthfully.

Andrew's face was blue and white for a while, reaching his level, what incident has not been dealt with, this kind of reason, to deceive a three-year-old child?

"Wait another ten minutes, within ten minutes, if you don't arrive at night, let him go directly to the International Military Tribunal."

Andrew suppressed his anger and said indifferently.

The four people on the main seat were silent, but they were secretly shocked in their hearts.

I didn't expect this Andrew to be so arrogant, and directly asked Yebei to go to the International Military Tribunal, as we all know, the International Military Tribunal is a place to try major war criminals, and those who can go there are all international war criminals who have committed serious crimes.

Suffice it to say that as long as you go there, it already means that you will be sentenced to death, and no one will come back alive.

Mu Zhen's faces did not change, but they were a little anxious in their hearts, here, they could still have the ability to defend Yebei and argue for him, but if they went to the military court, then their rights would be pale and powerless.

After all, Yebei's incident this time is enough to go to a military court, which is reasonable and more legitimate, and they are not easy to refute.

"I haven't been to the International Military Tribunal before, and if I have the chance, I'd really like to visit there."

Just when the four of them were anxious, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Yebei walked in, Lu Zhongyuan followed closely behind, holding the war knife at his waist with his right hand.

"Stop!"

As soon as he approached the gate, he was stopped by a foreign soldier.

"It's common sense that you are not allowed to carry any weapons even in meetings with the country, don't you know?!"

The soldier's face was grim, and he stretched out his hand and grunted.

Yebei understood, but Lu Zhongyuan didn't understand foreign languages, and he was confused.

The translator next to him hurriedly walked over and translated again in Huaxia.

This time, Lu Zhongyuan understood, his face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "The knife is in the people, this is the most basic common sense of the soldiers in the Zhu God Temple, don't you know!" ”

The interpreter was stunned again, he had translated countless meetings, large and small, and had never been like today, before it began, and there was such a strong smell of gunpowder, which made him have a hint of foreboding.

Today's meeting will not be so smooth.

Helplessly, as a translator, he can only translate truthfully.

After hearing this, the soldier immediately took out the pistol on his waist, aimed it at Lu Zhongyuan, and shouted again: "Hand over the weapon, otherwise, kill immediately!" ”

This time, without waiting for the translator to translate, Lu Zhongyuan instantly pulled out the combat knife on his waist, "You can take a weapon, why can't I point a gun at me?" You know the consequences! ”

The air was tense in an instant, and the people on both sides couldn't understand the words of the other country, and the interpreter sweated like rain, and hurriedly said: "According to international law, in order to ensure the safety of the meeting, the soldiers around him can carry light weapons. ”

"What kind of international law, I only obey one law, and that is the temple law!" Lu Zhongyuan took a step forward, pointed the blade at the other party, and secretly exerted his strength.

Fortunately, it was Lu Zhongyuan who came, if this was Sheng Hu, I am afraid that the other party's head would have already burst.

"Okay, the sword is not separated from their body is their belief in the temple of the gods, and with the four of me here today, there will be no chaos." Mu Zhen said.

After listening to the translation, Andrew's face was gloomy, but he was silent, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Now that Marshal Mu Zhen has spoken, he is not easy to refute, it seems that he Andrew is afraid of death, even if he has a knife, what can they do, and they Huaxia will not dare to do anything to Lian Heguo.

But the soldier did not put down the gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at Lu Zhongyuan, in his opinion, no one in the world dared to disobey this precept of Lian Heguo.

"You'd better put down your gun obediently." Yebei said indifferently, pulled a chair from the side of the gate at random, and sat calmly with Erlang's legs crossed.

He is proficient in the eight Chinese languages of the world, but at this time he still uses Huaxia, in Huaxia, he only speaks Huaxia, as for whether the other party understands or not, it is their business.

The translator was about to cry, and before the meeting started, the people on both sides were about to do it, and he was just a translator.

After hearing the translation, the soldier glanced at Andrew, only to see that Andrew did not react, and leisurely took a sip of tea in the cup.

The soldier did not receive the order, and with a cold snort, the pistol was stretched forward again, and the index finger was pulled on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Andrew naturally knows that the soldiers in this temple are all martial artists, which is no secret in the world, and this ordinary thermal weapon can't hurt it in the slightest, it's just to give the other party a dismount.

It's one thing to be able to hurt you, but if you can't shoot, it represents the authority of Lian Heguo.

The authority of Lian Heguo does not allow any country to provoke, so what about your punishment of the Divine Temple, I don't care about Lian Heguo, and still dare to shoot.

"Andrew!"

Xuan Xueliang sighed, but as soon as the words fell, a gunshot rang out in the conference room.

Andrew knew that the other party was a warrior, but the soldier didn't know that this shot, he was directly aimed at Lu Zhongyuan's heart and pulled the trigger.

He has followed Andrew to attend countless meetings around the world, and he has never seen such an arrogant person who does not obey the laws made by Lian Heguo and kills him on the spot!

The gunshots fell, so close, in the eyes of the soldier, the person in front of him would definitely die, but what he never expected was that the person in front of him was standing in place intact, while the wall behind him was cracked, and the bullet was deeply embedded in it.

This, how is this possible??

The soldier was dumbfounded, he had absolute confidence in his marksmanship, but in the next second, before he could react from the shock, the biting cold wind swept by, and his whole arm flew up in the air, and he still held a pistol in his hand.

The soldier stared at the spinning arm in the air for a moment, the instant blow didn't hurt him at all.

The next moment, the pain was transmitted to the brain, and a scream kept echoing throughout the conference room.