Eric enjoys a high reputation in France and has presided over many large-scale events. His figure often appears on Grammy and Victoria secret underwear shows.

However, even when he got on the stage, most people in the dome hall still focused on Ning Tao.

Before, no one believed that the "mysterious oriental distinguished guest" was Ning Tao, but now the answer has surfaced - the world's number one terrorist is the so-called mysterious oriental distinguished guest!

Eric also looked at Ning Tao with humorous words: "I believe you know who the mysterious guest tonight is without my introduction. Yes, he is Mr. Ning Tao from China. Mr. Ning, please come up, you are the protagonist tonight."

Ning Tao stepped on the podium and walked to Eric.

The electronic flash flashes and dazzles people's eyes.

Ning Tao came to Eric and shook hands with Eric. Then, facing the main entrance of the hall, I just stopped casually, but the image of jade trees facing the wind and the momentum of heaven's supremacy are unmatched in the whole dome hall.

He should have said something at this time, but he didn't say anything. He and these people are people of two worlds. They have different ways and do not plan on each other. He is a man who practices the way of heaven. He works in accordance with heaven and fights for his life with heaven. At present, these people are just mouthpiece reporters under the control of secular politicians and capitalists. Is it necessary for him to be polite and please these people?

That's not necessary.

Eric thought Ning Tao would say something back. After waiting for several seconds, he saw that Ning Tao just stopped there casually and didn't say anything. His reaction was a little stunned, but after all, he was a big host. He asked to save the scene, He smiled and said: "I really don't need to introduce... In fact, I have received a temporary notice to come to my residence for this dinner. I still don't know what the theme of today's dinner is. Why don't you tell us, Mr. Ning."

Eric moved away from the podium and made an invitation gesture to Ning Tao.

Ning Tao went to the podium and said, "I won't introduce myself. I'm sure you all know who I am..."

"The number one terrorist!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the hall, very harsh, "you should be sent to the gallows!"

This sound is familiar, and this word is also familiar, because it is Abby who can't wait to choke Ning Tao who watched him drink 1900 red wine.

If Ning Tao had bought her a drink to satisfy her complex curiosity and purpose, she might not have done so. However, there has never been any if in this world, and women are the most vengeful creatures in this world.

However, Ning Tao doesn't care. This situation has long been expected by him. He doesn't even have interest in refuting. He just looks at the plausible Abby with a smile and looks like asking you to start your real performance.

The hall was buzzing and talking, and the title of Ning Tao's number one terrorist was the most frequent one.

On the front table, Duke mark immediately frowned and said something to President matich sitting next to him.

Mattic beckoned, and a seventh inning agent standing behind him followed him to his side and bowed to his orders.

After a simple sentence, the staff member walked to Abby. In the walking room, several plainclothes agents in the hall walked to Abby.

"What do you want?" Abby was very excited and angry. "This is a world of free speech, not a world of power!"

The agent of the seventh Bureau said, "this lady, please come out with us."

Abby's mood suddenly got out of control: "you drove me out for a terrorist? Do you know what you're doing? You will bear the spit of all media practitioners and the doubt of the whole world! Colleagues, are you still willing to stay here and listen to a terrorist tell his bloody stories and lies? We should protest together!"

That's sensational.

Soon a reporter stood up and asked loudly, "what are you afraid of Driving Miss Abby out? If you don't have a legitimate and appropriate reason to drive her out, I'm willing to leave together."

More and more people stood up and fought against power in this way.

The agent looked for help at Mattic, who looked at Duke mark, a situation that even the president had a headache.

Duke Mark looked at Ning Tao standing on the stage.

Ning Tao smiled and said to the microphone, "let her stay, but I'll say one more thing. Although the lady said that this is a world of free speech, can you raise your hand when you want to say something next time? If you say something to me, we can't communicate normally."

Just as Ning Tao said this, Mattic had signaled the agents of the seventh bureau to come back.

The reporters who stood up sat down. In fact, no one really wanted to leave the dome hall with Abby. The world's number one terrorist held a press conference and attended some old aristocrats and political figures in Europe. Even taking a photo casually is headlines. Who is willing to go out? The reason why they stood up and put pressure on the organizers was just an act of hugging and warming up, not for Abby, but for themselves.

Only Abby is still standing, looking at Ning Tao's eyes like a bloody blade.

Ning Tao also looked at her: "Miss Abby, do you have anything else to say?"

Abby snorted coldly: "you are such a devil with blood on your hands. You can hold a press conference in such a place. There must be a dirty deal in this matter!"

This made Mattic, Duke mark and a large group of dignitaries and nobles look gloomy.

The truth is not like this. It's not a deal. It's a threat to the strength of the flop table. Who would be willing to come here to support a terrorist if he didn't play with the blood demon burning in the mirror?

But such a truth is impossible for these journalists to know all their lives.

Ning Tao smiled and said in his heart, "what a stupid woman."

Sure enough, Duke mark beckoned, and the middle-aged white woman who had led the way followed him and bowed down to listen to him. Then, she nodded, quickly walked into the channel, took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"You do!" Abby seems to have an aura of protagonist. Justice is awe inspiring and aggressive.

Ning Tao said faintly, "I was going to say it, but you interrupted me again and again. Reporter friends present, do you want to listen to her or me? If you want to listen to her, let her continue."

Then he shut his mouth.

Hundreds of reporters in the dome hall gathered their eyes on Abby, and the hall also sounded dissatisfied accusations.

"What's the matter with that woman? She interrupts as soon as people speak. Is she crazy to want to be in the limelight?"

"Does she think she is the heroine in the film?"

"Someone should have kicked her out just now!"

"Sit down. You don't even know the most basic manners and order. What else are you shouting about freedom of the press?"

Abby's face suddenly changed. She could shout at Ning Tao to vent her anger, but she couldn't shout at her peers. It's embarrassing. She can talk nonsense to the world's number one terrorist without damage, but she doesn't even dare to fart in the face of the accusations of her peers.

After a hesitation, Abby finally sat down.

Ning Tao said, "well, I'll go on. But again, if anyone has a question, please raise your hand and don't rush to ask me questions."

The Domed hall quieted down.

Johanna and sarin Talman smiled at Ning Tao at the same time.

Across the table, Ruan Tianyin and Lin Qingyu looked at two blondes with bad eyes.

Everyone in this world has his own battlefield and war.

Ning Tao then said, "before that, I was indeed wanted by the U.S. government. They thought I was a terrorist, but they never found evidence. Before you came here, my wanted notice was cancelled and my crime did not exist. Therefore, I am speaking to you here in a normal capacity, and I will release a major news..."

Abby raised her hand.

A wave of dissatisfied eyes gathered on her again.

Ning Tao smiled: "Miss Abby, you are really anxious. Well, what's your problem?"

Abby stood up: "According to the information I have, you launched a terrorist war in Tucci and attacked an intelligence station of the CIA, which has never survived. In addition, you launched a terrorist attack in New York, blew up the black sail building, and the casualties of the black fire company were heavy. In addition, you also launched a terrorist attack against the black fire company in Yellowstone Park, and the casualties were even more heavy. You What evidence do you need to do these terrible things? "

Ning Tao said faintly, "where's the evidence?"

"Evidence..." Abbington was speechless. Where did she have any evidence?

Ning Tao said with a smile, "if you have no evidence, what you say is what you say? If you have evidence, how can my crime be cleared and my wanted warrant be revoked?"

Abby angrily said, "that's what I want to know. How on earth did you whitewash your charges for a terrorist with bloody hands?"

Ning Tao said: "I don't think you can see through the root of the problem. In fact, I don't care what charges your U.S. government has put on me, let alone your global wanted, let alone the global wanted, that is, the wanted in the universe. I'm still me, and I won't lose a hair. Do you think it's interesting for you to tangle with this? If you're really dissatisfied, call your president now and let him Send troops to catch me. "

"You..." Abbington was angry on the spot.

At this time, the middle-aged white woman walked over to Abby with her mobile phone in her hand. She went to the table where Abby was located and said straight to the point: "Miss Abby, I just got a call. You have been dismissed by CNN. You are not a reporter, but today's dinner is only open to reporters. Please go out."

"What are you talking about?" Abby's mood exploded. She shouted, "it's impossible!"

The middle-aged white woman handed her cell phone to Abby: "your boss is still online. Why don't you ask him yourself."

Abby answered the phone: "hello..."

A few seconds later she sank into a chair.

The freedom of the press, the universal value of justice, is not as good as a phone call instructed by Duke mark.

The world always speaks with fists.

Not satisfied?

Beat you down!

PS: today, it's on the monthly ticket list. This is the first one. More support!