All Heavens: I teach Pangu to create the world

Chapter 51: Jichou Convention, the miserable Finger

The atmosphere in the factory seemed to become more lively.

"So, can you leave that guy to me?"

Finkel laughed for a while, then pointed at Sun Qing behind the two of them and said.

Sun Qing had a blank expression on his face. He really didn't expect that he would become so popular that three groups of people wanted to capture him.

"no!"

Before Xiao Ran could say anything, Zhao Feng spoke first, but then he blinked and changed the subject.

"If you can beat me, I won't stop you!"

Zhao Feng glanced at Xiao Ran, but he didn't say whether Xiao Ran would let him go.

Finkel made him embarrassed in front of Xiao Ran, and now he wanted to beat Finkel up.

"That's it!"

Finkel quickly shook his head. He didn't want to fight with Zhao Feng.

Along the way, he also learned that Zhao Feng was a member of the Zhao family and his strength was definitely not weaker than his own.

Although he came to China this time to find a mixed-race family in China and seek cooperation.

But before he entered Xi'an, he was warned and expelled, so the Zhao family was no longer his target.

"That's not up to you!"

Zhao Feng stretched his neck, clenched his fists, and walked towards Finkel.

He had been defeated by Xiao Ran before, and was furious, so he took it out on Finkel.

"Hey, hey, you can't do this, brother, can you control him?"

Finkel held the suitcase in front of his chest and retreated repeatedly. Seeing that Zhao Feng did not stop, he shouted at Xiao Ran. He just noticed that Zhao Feng was looking at Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran shook his head. He was also very curious about Fingel's strength.

Being regarded as the next generation successor by the North American hybrids, Fingel's strength should not be weak, but now is not six years later. Perhaps Fingel's strength has not reached the strongest, but being able to participate in Operation Ice Sea is enough to show that Fingel's strength is still good.

Seeing this, Finkel turned around and tried to escape.

But how could Zhao Feng let him have his way? The steel bars on the ground instantly passed over Finger and sealed all the doors and windows.

This time, Zhao Feng used all his strength, and the powerful magnetic force made it impossible for Fingel to break the blockade.

"I surrender. Is that not enough?"

Finkel threw the suitcase aside and raised his hands in surrender.

"Sorry, I don't take prisoners!"

Zhao Feng looked at Finkel's funny look without changing his expression at all.

"If you do this, you will violate the Jichou Pact!"

Finkel looked quite exasperated, but then he shut his mouth, an innocent look appeared on his face, and he clasped his hands together as if he was apologizing to Xiao Ran and the others.

Sun Qing's body shivered, and he suddenly felt that the air pressure in the factory had dropped a lot.

Jichou Convention?

What it is?

Sun Qing looked at the pressure emanating from the two people in front of him and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"very good!"

Zhao Feng's voice was a little hoarse. For the first time, murderous intent appeared in him, and his eyes began to turn cold.

Xiao Ran did not try to dissuade him, and looked at Finkel calmly.

Jichou Convention.

In 1949, the mixed-race Europeans and Americans united and forced China to sign a convention, otherwise they would forcefully interfere with China's rise.

The convention stipulates that the secret party can go deep into China to combat half-blood crimes, collect intelligence, set up branches and preparatory courses, and recruit students from China.

Moreover, people from the four surnames and five families cannot leave China for the rest of their lives. Things related to the dragon clan that Europe and the United States had previously obtained from China cannot be taken back by force.

The Chinese mixed-race families are not allowed to take action against the secret party and need to protect the secret party's executive commissioners.

In addition, there are many treaties.

The four surnames and five noble families at that time had no choice but to agree due to the current Chinese and international situation.

At this time, there are still six years before this sixty-year convention expires!

However, the Four Clans and Five Families basically do not recognize this treaty, and are even very resistant to it. They basically obey the contents of the treaty in public but disobey them in private. Especially since the new century, the problem of mixed-race people in China has gradually been resolved, and some of the contents of this treaty have become meaningless.

"Go ahead, or don't blame me for not giving you the chance!"

Zhao Feng stood about ten feet away from Finkel, looking at him coldly with all his might.

Although Zhao Feng was half a head shorter than Fingel and not as strong as him, his aura was much stronger than Fingel's at this moment.

Finkel smiled bitterly, wishing he could slap himself twice. Why did he have to bring up the Jichou Convention?

It seems that knowing too many secrets is not a good thing, as you never know when they will be revealed.

This convention is a secret known only to the upper class among the European and American mixed-race people.

Finkel closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his dazzling golden pupils had ignited, his body had taken on a bronze color, and his muscles, which had already exploded, expanded outwards again, giving people a strong visual pressure.

"What kind of monsters are these!"

Sun Qing, who was already huddled in the corner, was in tears. How could a random hybrid appear and cause him so much pressure after igniting his golden eyes?

"Be careful!"

Finkel tensed his muscles, and a layer of bronze covered his big sandbag fist. He once again felt the crisis of death in the Ice Sea Operation and did not dare to hold back any strength.

Finkel's punch even produced a sonic boom. After he unleashed his full strength, he was able to lift and throw stones weighing several tons. The force of this punch was close to ten tons.

Bang!

A huge gust of wind erupted in the factory, making it difficult for Sun Qing to open his eyes.

Finkel lowered his head to punch, his pupils shrinking sharply, and looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

Zhao Feng blocked Finkel's attack with just one hand, without his body retreating at all. Not even the ground beneath his feet cracked.

Zhao Feng used his body to block Finkel's full-strength attack!

"That's it?"

Zhao Feng showed a mocking expression on his face. He lowered his head to look at his palms, then raised his head again. Amidst his messy hair, his eyes quickly took on a hint of gold.

Boom boom boom!

Finger's heart was pounding. The moment Zhao Feng's golden eyes lit up, the pressure on him doubled.

"His bloodline is definitely higher than mine! What kind of monster is this!"

"It's my turn!"

Zhao Feng whispered, then took a light step forward, brushed off Finger's fist with his left hand, and then lightly punched forward with his right hand.

"Get away! You must get away!"

Finkel's heart was filled with alarm, and he tried desperately to dodge Zhao Feng's fist, but no matter how he dodged, Zhao Feng's fist was still coming towards his chest, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

"drink!"

There was madness in Finkel's eyes. He shouted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. The muscles on his arms swelled again and his skin turned dark green.

This is already Fingle's strongest defense.

Zhao Feng's fist landed lightly on Finger's arms without any sound.

Finkel's body was as if hit by a truck, and a human-shaped hole appeared directly on the wall of the factory. It was only after a few seconds that Finkel's screams were heard after he fell to the ground.