Now, the "joint killing" operation to hunt down Zheng Gongxiao has just made some progress, and the forces behind the trialist have jumped out one by one.

£1 million!

Deschamps only asked him to open the Internet, let the Chinese out, and promised that he could keep the gc! Keeping the gc means living through the "seven-day trial"! Such conditions are so tempting. If Elder Bandis hadn't suddenly arrived, Spiberg would have agreed immediately.

Although the money is good, if you collect the money and release the water, you will have to face the joint suppression of the Ronaldo family and the Rothschild clan. Spiberg, who has only made a big comeback recently, dare not take risks.

You should know that there are only 4 people left in Budapest's 10 GC carriers, including Spiberg. As long as this "seven-day trial" passes safely, Spiberg's territory will be more than twice as big as before. At this time, life-saving is the first, and good relationship with the Ronaldo family is the second!

Money? Are you afraid that you won’t be able to make money with territory?

Thinking of this, Spiberg coughed lightly with a reserved look and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Deschamps, although your sponsorship proposal is very good, but since it involves internal affairs of your family, I think we should stop the negotiation first! Of course, if you are still interested in 'Investing in the railway station', why not sit down and talk slowly after five days?"

Five days later, the lady’s husband was dead at that time! Will I be so stupid that I gave you money?

Deschamps rolled his eyelids and scolded Spiberg for being shameless in his stomach, but he had no choice. Facing Elder Bandis, Deschamps was just a minion under Kalanka and had money. But the status gap between the two was too big and he could not resist at all.

"But Elder Bandis, as far as I know, there are people who help the other four trial cities!" Deschamps licked his teeth with his tongue, and after thinking about it, he decided to make a final attempt. He mustered up the courage to question Elder Bandis: "Was that not a breaking the rules?"

Elder Bandis smiled gloomy when he heard this: "I'm sorry, I think Deschamps, you still lack understanding of the rules of the bet. Those people voluntarily help the trialists... If the forces that do not belong to the family help each other, it is not considered a violation of the rules!"

Such shameless remarks made Deshang almost cry: Who would have a discerning eye knows that those people were "thugs" raised by the four Hughes brothers. Will you completely clear the forces that do not belong to the family?

"Oh. Isn't it considered a breaking rule for forces that do not belong to the family to help each other?"

Just as Boisch listened to the interesting conversations of the crowd with relish, a tone he had never heard suddenly rang in his ears, and his tone was filled with sarcasm and ridicule.

"Who? Who are you? How did you come in?"

The first person to react in the conference hall was Spiberg. As the "overlord of one side", his struggle experience and vigilance were unmatched. He widened his eyes and stared at Long Hao who was walking in slowly from the door. He asked three questions in a row in a row.

This is the third floor of the station, and this is the confidential board meeting hall. Spiberg placed the most proud little brothers guarding the door at the door, which is a wall of iron... It's strange, how did this young man with yellow skin, wearing Western aristocratic clothes come in silently?

Are the bastards outside dead? Just let people in?

Spiberg was very angry about this, and he had even made a decision. After the meeting, he must punish these younger brothers who are becoming more and more arrogant and do not know how to be loyal!

"My name is Long Hao. By the way, I am the Earl of Beihai enthroned by the Queen of England. Ahem, it is hereditary!"

Long Hao had a faint smile on his lips. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "Although this identity seems to be a little uneasy at your train station, since this fierce gentleman asked, as a gentleman, I also want to answer no..."

Of course, the guards at the door were solved by Long Hao. Spiberg's complaints have become a fact: they are indeed dead!

Long Hao is now surrounded by a fire in his stomach. He was shot accidentally, and his murderous intent was overflowing with endless murderous intent. The scales and claws he heard at the door of the conference room just now made Long Hao's murderous intent rise to a very high level!

Want to murder Lao Zheng? Humph, I have to ask whether I agree with this young master!

"Earl of North Sea!?"

Several senior officials at the round table also reacted at this moment. One of them stood up suddenly and looked at Long Hao in surprise: "Is the count that the Queen of England recently enthroned? The hereditary count who has the right to establish a country? It is also a famous scholar who toured the European continent?"

This is also a three-game problem, but compared with Spiberg, this senior official is concerned about current affairs and news, and is not a person who is a corpse and a corpse. He immediately revealed Long Hao's true identity.

Now, those people including Buvashchi who didn't understand what the "Earl of the North Sea" were also reacted. In addition, they were shocked and couldn't help but mutter in their hearts: Shu, it turned out to be him, how could he come to Budapest? Are they here to hold academic speeches?

I have to say that Long Hao's "Quantum Mechanics" successfully put a layer of "coat" with a strong academic color on him. Now, when most people hear the Earl of Beihai, their first reaction is: This guy who plays with physics is coming to hold a speech!

Without considering other issues, for example, will Long Hao's arrival have any profound impact on the situation in the European continent, etc.

"Oh, it seems that someone knows my name!"

Long Hao deliberately lengthened his tone, but turned his blood-stained back to everyone in the conference room: "But I'm sorry, I just arrived in Budapest and was shot by unknown gangsters before I left the station! If I hadn't been for my life, I think I would have become the first British nobleman to be shot and killed by a gangster? In that case, I believe the Hungarian government can definitely give Her Majesty a reasonable explanation..."

This sentence is mixed with soft and hard, and is extremely ironic. It makes the senior officials of the Executive and Parliament sweat in a cold sweat: Explanation? How to explain? Needless to say, if you die, we will definitely spend a lot of money to compensate... Otherwise, the Queen will be angry and the British warships will come. We, Hungary, will be done! There must be many countries willing to come up and cut a knife... Damn, the gangster shot and killed the British hereditary count in the street? This scandal will completely isolate us in Europe! Damn, Spiberg, how did you discipline your subordinates?

Thinking of the terrible consequences caused by Long Hao's death, several senior officials turned their heads angrily and glared at Spiberg, and their meaning was self-evident. They asked him to give a perfect and reasonable explanation!

If we lose our black hat for this, you, the gangster leader, will not have a good end!

Faced with such huge invisible pressure, Spiberg's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat. He raised his head and looked at Long Hao with a flattering look, and said incredibly: "May I ask, is the criminal who injured you caught? I, Spiberg, as a section chief of the security department of the railway station, will definitely give you justice..."

Spiberg had already made up his mind that as soon as he saw the bastard who caused trouble for him, the first thing he did was to pull out his gun and kill him, kill someone to silence him, and then compensate the count who looked very young and could be bullied. I guess this "misunderstanding" could be easily revealed!

I have to say that Long Hao's extremely young face made Spiberg make a serious wrong judgment! This even affected his life!

"It's ridiculous. I was injured. Do you want me to catch the murderer?" Long Hao sneered repeatedly and said, "Isn't this the responsibility of you, the chief of the security department?"

Since Long Hao came in, Elder Bandis has been watching this "uninvited guest". Long Hao's questioning opening remark made his already calm heart jump suddenly, as if something bad was about to happen. However, as he listened, the "unlucky count" seemed to have involved the topic of "gun shooting", and the elder's heart was relieved again. He was so happy to sit and watch the change.

Ah, it turns out that this unlucky count did not catch the murderer either!

Spiberg, who clearly knew what kind of morality he was, breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart became more and more relaxed, but a regretful smile appeared on his face: "Oh, oh, please forgive me, Count. You must have just arrived in Budapest, right? You don't know that Budapest has not been peaceful recently. A group of crazy killers are attacking important people in this city, and hundreds of people have died! It has caused the city to be full of wind and rain. I, the head of the security department, can only barely ensure that the train enters and exits normally at Budapest Station. As for the other wandering thugs, I am a little helpless! But please rest assured, I will definitely ask my superiors to send additional personnel as soon as possible. At that time, even if the train station is overturned, I will definitely find the thugs who injured the Count!"

It can be seen that Spiberg had just been involved in the railway station management for a few days and had developed a superb skill in talking to people and talking to ghosts. After saying everything, he pushed all the blame to Zheng Gongxiao, and his own responsibility was approaching nothing.

From this we can see how much a place for the officialdom is to train people!

Shameless!

After hearing Spiberg's words, Deschamps cursed in his heart: What kind of crazy killers is clearly just Mr. Zheng alone? Who dares to shoot at the station except your subordinates? This damn gangster leader dares to deceive a British hereditary count like this?

Deschamps was called by Kalanka, and the time was urgent, so he didn't know the cooperative relationship between Kalanka and Long Hao. He thought this was just a British nobleman who was so unlucky that he was attacked by local gangsters in Budapest!

Just as Deschamps, who was full of justice, was about to stand up and speak out, expose Spiberg's lies, and prove that he was the leader of the largest dark force near the train station, Long Hao suddenly laughed and clapped his hands: "Secretary Chief, your words are so constructive! However, when you apply for someone to catch the murderer, I think I may have suffered many revenge from the other party, and I am really dead! Humph, I won't bother you, the "Secretary Chief". Everyone, this evil man who attacked me, I have actually caught him, Breeze, bring people in!"

With Long Hao's applause, under the shocked gaze of everyone in the conference room, Weifeng dragged Arnold with a purple face and dejectedly fell in. Weifeng was almost half as tall as Arnold, but now it was Weifeng holding Arnold, just like the owner holding a huge stray dog.

Of course, our clingy Princess Sissi followed in quietly, but now everyone's attention was focused on Breeze and Arnold in front. He ignored the past with this princess dressed as a man.

"You are so brave, you dare to attack our noble Count!"

As soon as Spiberg saw Arnold's appearance, he knew that things were going to happen. He only heard him cursing and stood up suddenly. He took out a well-loaded pistol from his waist, pointed it at Arnold and pulled the trigger!

"Do you kill someone to silence you?"

Wei Feng curled his lips and sneered. He seemed to have expected Spiberg's movements. He saw his calf sweeping back, and Arnold's knee was immediately kicked hard. Arnold screamed and his huge body lay down. At this moment, the gunfire also rang, and the bullet just rubbed Arnold's scalp and flew over and hit a wall, revealing a terrifying bullet hole.

While Spiberg drew his gun and fired, his confidant brother also moved. They were all following Spiberg's "fighting south and north, and they were born and died". They were extremely experienced and the boss fired. They naturally drew out their pistols as soon as possible and prepared to shoot Arnold through. Of course, if they could "mistak the Earl who came out of nowhere to find fault, it would be even more perfect!

After all, the bullet doesn't have eyes, right?

However, Spiberg's reaction was quick, but he was still faster than Long Hao. Long Hao raised his wrist and a steel needle flew out. Spiberg and his several confidants hit the needle one by one, and the pistols fell to the ground with a crackling sound... From beginning to end, only Spiberg fired one shot. But the others, without even a single shot, their wrists were destroyed.

"Shoot? That's your way of hospitality?"

Long Hao had a sneer in his mouth and his body had already started to move: "Since that's the case, in order to ensure my safety, I will feel wronged everyone!"

Long Hao was moving faster than lightning. He seemed to turn into a strong wind and quickly slipped around the conference room, slapped every 'participant' on the back, and a vague light of gold flashed in his palm...

The whole process took less than 5 seconds, and Princess Sissi stood by and watched, and her heart was filled with storms: How could this big villain run so fast? Could he really fight ten against one, not a bragging lip pose?

After discovering that Long Hao seemed to be a top master, Princess Sissi's blood was boiling.

More than a dozen people sitting around the round table of the conference, regardless of their identities, were ruthlessly beaten by Long Hao. This palm seemed to be a heavy hammer, ruthlessly hitting the pampered "masters" who were pampering with white foam and blood. It made a good conference table, and it was a mess!

The bright red blood is mixed with gray saliva, like splashed inferior second-rate paint, poured on the table, forming a strange pattern, which is really shocking!

Even Buvashchi, who came to make soy sauce, and Elder Bandis, who claimed to be noble, were no exception. Although they were over 70 years old, Long Hao had no idea of ​​respecting the elderly and loving the young. This palm made them verbally, with dizzy eyes and tinnitus, and they felt that they seemed to have coughed up half of their souls, and they were not far from leaving to see God and He...

After Long Hao finished doing this, he swept his hands behind his back and shook like a sieve. He was trembling like a sieve and vomiting. He said coldly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of this palm. You will not be able to die for the moment! If you want to blame, just blame the chief of the security department. He suddenly pulled out his gun and shot me. I didn't kill him. It was considered to be a special kindness! Humph, after this incident, I found out the situation. As long as I have no malicious intentions towards me, I will naturally treat you the injuries caused by this palm! As an earl, Long Hao is not unreasonable and implicated innocent people!"

No one expected that an earl who was good at academics would be so skillful. It was like a herbivorous rabbit suddenly transforming into a tiger that eats people and does not spit bones. This strong contrast is extremely shocking and has broken the big teeth on the ground!

"Ahem, Lord Earl, what do you want to do?"

A senior official was slightly injured. He finally stopped coughing, held the floor and asked with a barely raised his eyes.

“Is it not clear enough what I want to do?”

Long Hao pointed to Spiberg who was almost dead by a palm and said sternly: "My original purpose was to get the fairness I deserved. I was shot for no reason with you. I need a fair trial! But not only did you not help me catch the murderer and protect my rights, but instead shot at me without saying a word? Hehe, I think the train station in Budapest has completely rotten, and I need to sort it out for you!"

“Collection?”

The senior official opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise and confusion.

This Earl from England, you are too concerned about it. What right do you have to sort out our Hungarian train station? This right should belong to the Executive Yuan and Parliament, which even Emperor Joseph I cannot interfere!

"Yes, it's just sorting out!"
Chapter completed!