Power is something that can never be separated from the support of fist power.
Most conflicts can be resolved through mutual deterrence and then negotiation. But the premise is that you have to prove that you have this deterrence and make the other party willing to talk to you.
Li Muye punched out and knocked Fontrich to the ground. When Fontrich turned over and pounced on him, four young generals present also pounced on Ono.
At this time, no reason is as big as a fist.
Li Muye realized that this was a hole dug by Barton for himself, and it was also the main purpose of his eagerness to pull himself into this team. The chief of staff of the Gestapo is not that easy to do. Although the side led by Fontrich is also eager to leave the underground city, they do not seem to want to solve Schroeder through armed struggle. In other words, they still have illusions and admiration for Schroeder, so they have the will to be hostile to him. Not firm enough.
Although the opponents are all top-notch cyborgs, if you use Qingyun Kagyue, it is not difficult to kill one or two in an instant. However, Li Muye didn't intend to get things done all at once. This is not a life and death battle. If the other party doesn't use a weapon, Brother Ono can't use it first.
With punches and kicks thrown in the air, the five men surrounded and beat Li Muye. But Li Muye just stared at Fengtrich and used his old punches.
Each of these five people has at least one successfully modified torso, and each of them is a top fighting master who has experienced hundreds of battles, is skilled in fighting skills, and has a strong psychology. Facing such an opponent, any skill is in vain. At this moment, Brother Ono's whole body's energy and blood are flowing, and his mind controls the blood mixed with a large amount of liquid nano-alloy to gather on the surface of the skin, forming a protective shield that cannot be seen from the outside. , this is a real golden bell and iron shirt, which these people cannot break through with their pure physical strength.
Fengtrich's left hand of God was very powerful. It could penetrate the skull of a bison with his bare hands, but it didn't seem to have much effect when it hit Li Muye on the chest. But when Li Muye's fist hit his face or body, every blow could cause great damage. Li Muye was intent on destroying his arrogance and did not use acupuncture techniques. The punches were mostly focused on his handsome face. In a matter of moments, the left hand of the god had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his eyes were swollen to a line.
"Stop!" When Barton saw that the fire was almost done, he suddenly let out a loud shout.
The red shadow flashed, and his huge body walked around the field with extremely unmatched agility. With one hand, he grabbed several young generals who were fighting around Li Muye and threw them away. He was precise in his attacks and had boundless magical power. He knew the weaknesses of these disciples whom he had cultivated with his own hands, and could easily catch them and throw them out of the battle circle.
In the end, Barton stood between Li Muye and Fontrich. With one hand like a shield, he took Ono's two punches for Fontrich. He waved his hand and said, "That's enough, my chief of staff, you have proven that you are qualified to sit in that position."
As Li Muye's master of physical skills, he can certainly move and retract freely. When Barton blocked him, Brother Ono could actually choose to stop immediately and punch twice deliberately. One was to test Barton's strength; the other was to test Barton's strength. Considering that he was too sharp just now, he deliberately showed weakness and misled Barton into misestimating his own strength; third, he deliberately pretended to be furious to facilitate Barton's mediation.
"I'm so ashamed of you!" Barton turned back to the table and sat down, saying in a deep voice: "I'm not ashamed of you because you lost, but because you failed me with your unorganized actions and recklessness. My previous guidance to you, if this was a real war, Fontrich would be a corpse at this moment." He paused, looked around, and continued to ask: "Now, who still thinks that Mr. Li is not worthy of a staff officer? Long position?"
Fengtrich lost a few teeth, his cheeks were swollen, and his speech was a little slurred: "Teacher..."
"Stop talking." Patton waved his hand to stop him: "I know what you are thinking." He turned to look at Li Muye and said: "Winning a position requires strength. As the new chief of staff of the Gestapo, winning trust and respect also requires Prove it with strategy and ability, do you have anything to say about capturing the Potential Development Center?"
Vontrich's image was completely ruined, his speech was leaky, and his enunciation was unclear. He was completely different from his previous high-spirited appearance. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for him to remain as alert and articulate as usual. Li Muye's punch not only disfigured him, but also destroyed his confidence and glory. This was also the result of Brother Xiaoye's intentional actions. He knew that this guy knew a lot, so he first cleaned up his restless mouth.
Now the right to speak is completely in Patton's hands. Whoever he wants to speak can speak. If he doesn't want Fontrich to speak, he can shut up.
Li Muye realized that Old Patton had deliberately brought up the topic of attacking the Potential Development Center. As long as there was a discussion on this matter, the matter would be put on the agenda. These young generals who were leaning toward the Elders and whose attitudes were not firm enough also He had no choice but to follow suit, and immediately cooperated: "I think we should adopt a blitzkrieg approach to solve this problem quickly and suddenly."
Barton nodded immediately and said, "Please go on."
Li Muye followed his intention and continued in fluent German: "Before talking about the upcoming war, I would like to talk to everyone here about what I know about the outside world and my views on you." Then he continued: " The underground city has everything. The people here are pure and smart, the interpersonal relationships are simple, and the material life is rich. Compared with the outside world, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a paradise, but the outside world is a world of cruel competition, where the strong own everything, dirty and bloody Crimes are everywhere, environmental pollution and selfish destruction happen every day, every moment, so why do we have to leave the underground city?"
Li Muye suddenly paused when he said this. He looked around and made sure that everyone was attracted by his words before continuing: "Of course, it's because every one of us here is worthy of having more powerful people. The space is vast and boundless, the sun rises and the moon sets, primitive jungles, desert scenery, reinforced concrete and glittering cities. Since we firmly believe that we are a higher level existence in the evolutionary chain, why not go to the outside world to prove this? To the outside world, You and I have the opportunity to create history and even become a belief, but if we stay here forever, we will just be passers-by in the world trapped by machines."
"Fifty years from now, you and I will all be old men whose ambitions have been worn away by time. Then there will be a new group of people sitting here to replace us. Time will roll by, as if we never existed." Li Muye continued. : "You have gone through painful transformations and endured the most difficult training and torture. You have talent and youth. Are you willing to die with time?"
People who are good at talking know best how to talk to people and talk to ghosts. Talking about ideals to beggars is definitely not as convincing as talking about food and clothing. To people like Fontrich and Sorge, you have to talk about ambitions and dreams. Li Muye's eloquent speech obviously had an effect. Everyone's attention was firmly attracted by his words. Everyone listened and thought in silence.
"Sir, I heard that people outside believe in God?" Johannes asked.
"Not all." Li Muye said: "There are also people who believe in other sects, such as Islam and Buddhism. What they believe in is not the point. The point is that people in frustration will feel confused and will worship religion when they can't find the meaning of survival. , believe that life is eternal reincarnation, and look forward to heaven and the next life. Most people’s beliefs are blind, and only a handful of people can draw the spiritual power to sublimate themselves from their beliefs.”
"If we can leave the underground city, will people outside believe us?" Johannes asked again.
"Faith is not something to beg, but to be conquered with strength." Barton took over and said: "People outside are not interested in philosophy. Most people are short-sighted and will only follow people who can bring them benefits. This is the most exploitable part of human nature, and for those stubborn and paranoid die-hards, all we have to do is send them to meet their God.”
He seemed to be aroused by Li Muye's words and continued: "I have told you before in the first chapter of the Gospel of John that in the beginning there was the Tao, and the Tao was with God, and the Tao was God. This sentence is not entirely correct, the Tao It is the origin of all things, but Tao is not God, only those who know how to use Tao!"
Barton took a long puff of cigar and blew out a cloud of unpredictable smoke, floating and beating in the air, changing various postures and even human appearances, as if it was a display. Li Muye and the others watched intently, and were really surprised. This old monster could actually control the shape of the smoke with his mind.
"If our spiritual will is strong enough, even the origin of all things can be used by me. This is the power of God." Barton opened his mouth and inhaled, and a tiny tornado formed in the air to send the smoke back to his mouth. He blew smoke from his nostrils and made a soul-stirring sound, and continued: "Believe in your own spiritual will and learn to be your own gods, and you can become gods in the eyes of others!"
Everyone present, including Li Muye, was deeply shocked by his display.
Li Mu ambitiously thought to himself: Barton's strength has obviously surpassed the Shinto's Abe Qingkong, and he is probably not much inferior to Bai Wuxia in terms of mental power. But even if he is as strong as Barton, he is still trapped by Schroeder. This shows what a terrible person Schroeder is.
"If we are gods, the underground city is the hell test set by Schroeder for us." Barton added: "Twelve people are sitting here for a gathering today. I believe this is God's will. We will break through the cage set by the devil and kill Die the devil and create a new era from now on.”
"Kill the devil and create a new era!"
Li Muye echoed in a low, soul-stirring voice. Then Sorge also started chanting, and others were infected and joined in. In the end, everyone's eyes, including Fontrich's, were filled with enthusiasm.
"It's time to settle the ledger with Schroeder!" Patton looked at Li Muye with unabashed admiration and said deeply: "My Chief of Staff, let's talk about your blitz plan now."
PS: I drive for a travel agency during the day, and there is another chapter at ten o'clock in the evening. (End of chapter)