Modi and Qatar looked at each other silently, then chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly. He said confidently: "I see, I understand. Are you planning to blackmail me with this?"

Hearing Modi's words, Qatar raised his eyebrows and wondered what the hell are you thinking about.

However, Modi did not notice Qatar's expression. He lightly tapped the back of his left hand with his right index finger and confidently guessed: "Oh, I understand. Is your back-up man the same confidant you sent before?

You kept his contact information and could notify him in an emergency. In this case, the goal of killing that person would not be achieved."

"And you can threaten me with this, right?"

He noticed Qatar's astonished expression and thought that he had hit on Qatar's mind. He smiled rather proudly and said: "As expected of you, Qatar. It seems that you have expected that I will suddenly fall out, so

A good backup plan."

"It's a pity..." He said in a victor's tone, deliberately not finishing the sentence in one sitting, so as to make the following words more powerful and dampen Qatar's long-standing vigor.

Noticing Qatar's raised eyebrows and the expression of some expectation that he would continue speaking, Modi knew that his goal had been achieved. He waved his hand suddenly and said loudly in a tone of victory: "Unfortunately, I have already considered this.

Guilty, with that man's temper, even if he is betrayed by us, he will never reveal any information about the Germinating Organization, because he hates the Six Nations more than us, longs for war, and longs for revenge, so it is impossible to tell the Six Nations.

The national uniform is soft!”

He spread his arms and said with a victor's attitude: "I didn't expect that, Qatar, you still missed a step after all, and the final victory already belongs to me!"

Although Qatar still maintained a stunned expression in the end, which made him feel a little confused, Modi did not care about it because he believed that he did not need to talk too much with the dead.

He turned around and walked toward the exit of the secret conference room. He raised his right arm as he walked and let the sound of gunshots ring out behind him. To Modi's ears, this was a hymn declaring the victory of this power struggle and a tribute to the victory of the power struggle.

The loser's funeral song.

However, after Modi waited for three seconds, there was still no scream behind him.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a bullet grazed the side of his face with a piercing sound, and hit the metal wall opposite him with a bang.

"Pop." The bullet with a shriveled warhead fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, Modi's breathing was stagnant. If he hadn't dodged at the critical moment, the bullet would have landed on the back of his head.

Even though he had a strong physique as a martial artist, he still wouldn't feel well if he was caught off guard and used one of the most vulnerable parts of his body to resist a bullet that obviously exceeded the speed limit.

Feeling the energy reaction behind him, Modi had no time to wipe the blood from his cheek and turned to look at Qatar, who raised his left hand slightly.

At this time, all the bullets fired were stagnant in mid-air, as if bound by an invisible force.

"Are you a superpower with superpowers!?" Modi said in a shocked tone.

Qatar looked at Modi with a look of care for the mentally retarded, and without talking nonsense to Modi, he suddenly waved his right hand!

"Whoosh!" Several blasts of sound pierced the air, and all the bullets originally aimed at the senior officials present were shot at Modi.

"If you don't want to die, shrink down!" Kattar yelled.

A senior executive reacted quickly, without any concern for his image, squatting down and crawling under the conference table with his head in his hands.

Seeing this scene, other senior executives understood and followed suit.

On the other side, just before the bullet was about to touch Modi's body, his body suddenly ignited with gray martial arts arrogance.

Bullets accelerated by a certain ability hit Modi's body through the flames, which could only break his clothes and leave shallow marks on his body, completely unable to achieve the intended damage effect.

Just when Modi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, the thin metal decoration on his clothes suddenly broke free from the restraint of the needle and thread and flew towards his neck.

However, Modi was able to achieve the position of deputy leader of the Germination Organization and could not be a straw bag. He reacted almost instantly, lowered his chin and bit the metal sheet with his teeth.

He took the thin metal piece away with his hand, held it in his hand, shaped it into a ball, briefly gathered strength, and smashed it towards Qatar.

After the uneven metal ball approached within half a meter of Qatar's body, its speed dropped rapidly and stopped in front of Qatar.

Modi's eyes narrowed slightly after noticing this scene. He did not step forward like a normal martial artist, but took a few steps back. Then he walked away and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that you actually hid your strength. It seems like

You have been coveting my position for a long time, or in other words, your purpose of joining the Germinal Organization is to gain power, so you have been hiding it, right?"

Noticing that Qatar's expression had not changed significantly, Modi knew that he could not get anything out of the test. He said with seven degrees of certainty: "If I am not wrong, your ability is similar to Gerald, but you can only control

Metal, right?”

As Modi spoke, he retreated to the door of the secret conference room and confirmed that the distance was almost safe. Then he confidently showed off his cards: "Similar to the force field ability, the farther the distance, the lower the intensity. The strength between us is

How can you hurt me when we are so far apart?"

He suddenly waved his right hand to Qatar, "Fuck me!"

He had brought his men with him. Qatar's combat power was unknown, so how could he put himself in danger?

A total of ten executives who were watching the development of the situation rushed forward after receiving the order.

Kattar turned the metal part of his seat into liquid and bravely faced the first two executives to arrive.

"puff!"

The liquid metal turned into a wide blade, and before the executive at the front could react, it slit his throat, and bright red blood spurted out.

"Bang!"

The latter executive took the opportunity to attack. He was standing at the conference table and kicked Kattar on the shoulder. He staggered several steps and fell directly to the ground.

Modi, who was watching the game from a distance, raised his eyebrows and felt that Qatar was more demanding than he thought.

That's it? With this kind of strength, you dare to fall out?

Modi couldn't help but feel amused.

After Qatar fell to the ground, he turned the liquid metal around him into a semicircular protective shield and covered his head, resisting the first round of attacks from several executives.

He was inside the hood and shouted: "Manster, if you don't come, I will die here!"

"Manster? He's not that person..." Just as doubts emerged in Modi's mind and he vaguely sensed something was wrong, a dull roar suddenly sounded from the metal door behind him.

"——Bang!"

A huge fist brushed against Modi's face, and the strong wind from the belt blew his short hair flying. Modi quickly distanced himself, turned around in mid-air, and faced behind him.

I saw a man as strong as a brown bear placing his hands on the large hole blooming like a flower on the metal door, then tearing open the metal door with a thickness of more than 40mm as if tearing a piece of paper, and stepped in

.

[Bear], Manster, is a C-level martial artist in the Germination organization second only to the Germination leader and Modi!

"What's going on!?" If Modi still can't notice something is wrong at this time, he is not worthy of being the deputy leader of the Germinal Organization.

"big screen!"

one of Modi's top executives suddenly shouted.

Everyone, including some of the senior officials, turned their attention to the big screen and saw that a large pit had collapsed at some point on the snowy ground, encompassing all the personnel involved in this operation, including the leader of the sprout.

"Inris? She's not..."

Modi felt that the progress of the matter had completely exceeded his expectations.

This is the common thought of all the high-level officials present. They are completely confused about the current situation.

"Hey hey hey, stupid fish, you should understand now, right?" A voice with a bit of meanness sounded, Modi looked for reputation, Qatar was taking advantage of everyone's shock to move closer to this area.

However, Modi did not immediately distance himself from Manstra to prevent Qatar and Manstra from jointly attacking him.

At this time, his whole body and mind were attracted by the budding ruling medal that Qatar had worn on his chest at some point.

To be more precise, I was attracted by the five silver bars in the upper right corner of the ruling honor.

In the budding organization, five silver bars means an ace executive above senior executives. Because those who have five silver bars must have extremely high qualifications, they are also called veteran executives.

However, the five silver bars have another hidden meaning.

The system of the Germination Organization stipulates that only those with the permission of the Germination Leader can be appointed as ace executives, which means that all ace executives are direct descendants of the Germination Leader.

Modi felt a chill running through his body.

It wasn't until this moment that Modi finally realized that everything they had done had been under the eyes of Leader Germination!
Chapter completed!