"Too deceiving!"
Nangong stood up, his face flushed red.
As the commander of the Fire Phoenix Army and the main target of abuse, Nangong's eyes were red.
"sit down."
The old man in Zhongshan suit glanced at him without a trace of expression on his face.
"But they!" Nangong pointed at the video with trembling hands.
"I'll let you sit down!"
Nangong saw the old man's resolute attitude, and sat back with a flick of his hand.
At this moment, there was an exclamation in the conference room, and the scolding that lingered in my ears stopped abruptly.
Nangong looked up and saw a familiar fire dragon appeared in the video.
It was wrapped in raging flames, pressing the griffin to the hull.
On the head of the fire dragon stood a figure wrapped in flames, and the man holding his right hand was the Slavic man who had been yelling before.
Everyone in the conference room held their breath and stared at the unruly figure in the video.
Heartbreaking screams echoed, and the big man was burned to ashes.
The person who took the video seemed a little unbearable, the lens kept deflecting, and many shots were not captured.
If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be terrified, but all the iron-blooded generals were present.
They looked at the boy standing on the faucet and showed their approval.
"it is good!"
The loud voice rang out, and everyone knew who it was without looking at it.
Although they also thought that the boy was good, they couldn't be as usual due to the occasion.
"He's not right."
Nangong's voice caught everyone's attention. Among the twelve generals in the conference room, Nangong might not be the strongest, but he was definitely the most proficient in fire.
Qin Zhenbei's face fell, and he looked at Nangong unhappily: "What's wrong, isn't it because he's not yours, why are you so stingy."
"You!" Nangong was so angry at what he said, he gasped with red-faced ears: "Why am I being stingy!"
"You're not stingy, and you said that something was wrong with him, but they just helped you to wash away the humiliation of the Fire Phoenix Army." Qin Zhenbei seemed to feel that it was not enough after he finished speaking, and he mumbled and added: "Stingy."
It's just that the volume of his muttering is the kind that the audience can hear.
Nangong closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, his face slowly softened, and he looked at Qin Zhenbei calmly: "No matter what you say, it's okay to be stingy or jealous, if it's wrong, it's wrong."
"I can't forget my responsibilities just because he helped Huofengjun to wash away his shame." Your voice gradually became low: "It's you Qin Zhenbei, don't let your personal likes and dislikes affect your judgment."
"We are here to discuss matters for the country, not to let you play tricks."
Nangong's sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the conference room, and the others showed thoughtful expressions.
Qin Zhenbei opened his mouth to refute, but didn't know what to say.
dong dong!
The old man in the Chinese tunic put down the mallet, and he rubbed his forehead with a headache: "You two can come here, Nangong, tell me what you think."
"Yes!" Nangong stood up and saluted: "I have carefully observed this video just now. Although the picture sometimes deflects, I still found a few details."
Taking the remote control handed by Xiao Sun, Nangong adjusted the progress bar of the video a little bit forward.
"Look here, this person should be the leader of the Slavs." Nangong used the brush tool to circle Valery, and then focused on his movements: "In this video, this person is covering his mouth with his hands. It happened twice."
"What does this mean, is the drifting ice sea so cold that no one is allowed to cough?" Qin Zhenbei said angrily.
Nangong didn't answer immediately, but clicked play.
Not long after Valery made this action, Shao Zifeng covered his head with his hand, and then the picture was deflected, and the shot was not very complete.
Next, Nangong adjusted the progress bar of the video. In the picture, Valery covered his mouth with his hands, and then Shao Zifeng covered his head with his hands again, and the flames on his body became even more violent.
Comparing the two details, the generals of the other legions showed contemplative expressions.
Several old people on the conference table in the center looked at each other. Except for the chairman of the conference, they were also watching this video for the first time.
The thin old man in Tang suit coughed lightly, leaning on his cane and said, "Nangong, tell me what you think."
Nangong glanced at Qin Zhenbei: "I suspect that this kid was controlled by the people of the Holy Origin Society while he disappeared."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the conference room was in an uproar.
Some generals cannot accept this conclusion. Judging from the two videos just now, he tried his best to save the Xuelong every time.
Therefore, many generals have a lot of goodwill towards this young man.
Qin Zhenbei was even more unacceptable, he was about to scold his mother as soon as he stared, but fortunately he was held back.
"quiet!"
The old man in Chinese tunic knocked on the gavel, and when he calmed down again, he looked at Nangong: "Continue talking."
"For this conclusion, apart from what I have just said, I still have two pieces of evidence. First, where did he go when he fell into the sea? We all know what it means to be lost in the drift ice sea for a few days. , why did he come back alive and well?"
"As for the second, it is the flame on him."
"flame?"
Nangong nodded, and then he called up the picture of Qiuqiu appearing in the previous video.
"Look at this fire dragon carefully. In the first video, the flame on its body is dark red. But in the second video, it not only has a faint purple color on the flame, but even the shape under the flame has changed."
As he said that, he enlarged the video screen. Although it was not very clear, it could be seen that the shape under the flame had undergone subtle changes.
"This"
"Everyone knows that I specialize in the fire department, and I have seen several 'fetter response' combat trainers with special flames, but even an eighth-order combat trainer can't burn people like this with their own energy."
"These clues are linked together, and I conclude that he may have been controlled by some unknown means by Shengyuan."
Nangong saluted the central conference table: "I'm done."
The other generals looked at several points in the video and compared them carefully, with regretful expressions on their faces. If Shao Zifeng was really controlled as Nangong said, even if they admired this child again, they would still be in greater danger than the sky.
"Cough." The old man in the Zhongshan suit coughed lightly and said with a smile: "The reason for the extra meeting today is mainly because of him. Who else has other views on what Nangong said just now?"
Then there was a whisper of discussion in the conference room.
Although there are some differences, most of them agree with Nangong's statement.
Seeing that everyone was talking about it, Nangong stood up again.
"Based on the above viewpoints, I think this person is dangerous to a certain extent and should be further investigated. I apply for a vote on this proposal."
As the proponent of this point of view, if someone supports it, Nangong has the right to take this as an issue and apply for a vote.
The reason is that this kind of ad hoc meeting has no agenda set in advance, and any issue in the meeting can be voted on as an agenda.
"Apply for shit!"
(End of this chapter)