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Chapter 264 Respect Calhoun!
The dinner at Calhoun's house once reminded Tangy of the famous "The Last Supper". The dining table, which was nearly ten meters long, was even considered a bit shabby compared to the castle and the restaurant itself.

It can be seen that little Edgar Kahnhorn seldom eats here, and his expression is far less dignified than he looks in the office.

Of course, it may also be because the person he was eating with was that Mikkelsen, one of the few people who could make a giant like Calhoun feel scruples.

"So, Mikkelsen, will this matter come to an end?" Little Edgar sat on the main seat, the maid clapped her hands lightly, and eight maids wearing the same style of clothes appeared in the dining room.

Two of them stood behind Tanguy, another two stood behind Mikkelsen, and the remaining four stood behind Calhoun.

These maids cooperated with each other and carefully put the napkin around Tang Ji's body. Their movements were uniform, and they did not touch Tang Ji's body during the whole process. The movements looked extremely aesthetic, as if it was a ritual.

"Unless you confess to me completely, Edgar, this is a threat to all of us." Mikkelsen looked at the appetizers gently placed in front of the maid and said, "I have a responsibility to ensure the same thing , it won't happen a second time."

"I want to exercise my right to privacy, Mikkelsen. I have my reasons. I was embarrassed in the process of getting out of control. I used some of my personal connections, the secrets of the troubled Calhoun family." Little Edgar took a symbolic bite, and the maid immediately took the plate away as soon as he raised his hand.

"You have your rights, but this time is different. Your actions and encounters have affected more than one family. Edgar, you are in a very dangerous situation." Mikkelsen was still fighting little Edgar there. playing charades.

On Tang Ji's side, the maid has changed the plate for the third time.

The appetizer provided at the dinner was some kind of toast served with caviar. Tang Ji didn't have high requirements for food, but of course he could tell the difference between this thing and his usual food.

"Fill this plate up, thank you." Tang Ji grabbed the toast on the plate with his hands, wiped off the caviar with scallions dipped in sauce, and then handed the plate directly to the person who kept serving food maid.

Now that there is no need to pretend, Tang Ji no longer has to pretend that he has full respect for the Kahnhorn family.

To be honest, he did not follow his inner impulse and turned into a rage, burning everything here to ashes, which is already a great restraint.

The maid who was carrying the empty plate did not make any sound, took the plate obediently, and turned around to complete Tang Ji's order.

Compared with the maid who dared to stare at Tang Ji, these maids were more like machines than humans, slaves who succumbed to gods and sacrifices.

Anyone who can sit here and dine with Calhoun is their master.

Soon, the plate full of toast and the caviar piled up in the middle were bent down and placed in front of Tang Ji by the maid, still looking cautious.

And the owner here, Edgar Calhoun Jr. never looked at Tang Ji from the beginning to the end. Obviously, in his eyes, Tang Ji was just a tool man brought by Mikkelsen. He was able to sit here and eat entirely because He now wants Mikkelsen.

"The lad you brought has a good appetite." Perhaps the conversation between the two was too serious, so little Edgar took the initiative to change the subject.

"Seriously, Edgar, you really don't know who he is? Have you never heard of his name?" Mikkelsen frowned.

This expression made Edgar also frown: "Oh? I need to know him? I've been too busy recently, and you know me too"

"There's no need to explain, Edgar, this only proves that you haven't even watched the news or communicated with anyone else in the past half month." Mikkelsen sighed, he had done his best.

As the behind-the-scenes man of the Joint Investigation Office, Mikkelsen has been carefully managing his own character design. Although he has repeatedly changed three vests in the past half a century, no matter which office director, he has always played these roles. The ally of the rich and powerful, the role of the scavenger.

Every time a new vest is replaced, Mikkelsen will randomly select a suitable family, and let the new vest become friends with the heir who is most likely to become the new patriarch, thereby further consolidating his power.

Little Edgar was able to take over the Calhoun family smoothly because he was one of the friends chosen by Mikkelsen for this term.

If he could, Mikkelsen didn't want to destroy the character he had spent nearly 70 years shaping. He didn't want to be a threat in the eyes of these people.

But right now for that war, Mikkelsen felt that there was nothing he could not give up.

"I'm sorry, Mikkelsen, you forced me to do this. Calhoun's honor cannot be tarnished." Edgar Jr. also sighed and chose a showdown.

The maid standing behind Mikkelsen turned into a killing machine without hesitation, and the left hand of the maid on the left suddenly turned into a sharp blade, which was placed in front of Mikkelsen's throat, and her right hand slammed!

The maid on the right spread out a white cloth in an instant, blocking Calhoun's sight and preventing him from seeing the bloody scene.

Just like that, Mikkelsen's throat was cut by the maid, and he lay down on the dining table. The murderous maid immediately covered the wound with a napkin to prevent the blood from overflowing.

Tang Ji, who was enjoying the delicious food and completely blocked the chat between the two, was stunned for a moment, and then the food became more delicious. To be honest, he couldn't imagine any scene that was more delicious than Mikkelsen's sacrifice to the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that he was holding the food with both hands, it was inconvenient to applaud, Tang Ji really wanted to applaud that Calhoun.

Tang Ji downed the caviar toast in his mouth with a large glass of white wine, and then handed the plate to the waitress again: "One more plate, fill it up, and help me rush the main course by the way."

The maid with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes seemed not to see what happened at the other end of the long table, took Tang Ji's plate and turned to leave.

"I don't know how to address you?" Little Edgar glanced at Mikkelsen with some regret, then turned to Tang Ji and asked, "It sounds like you are also a big shot. I wonder if we can find some common language?"

"Don't waste time, eat first, you have to thank your chef, the expectation of the main course made me decide not to kill you for the time being." Tang Ji wiped his mouth with a napkin, and didn't even bother to look at the other party: "After eating Fan, I'll deal with you later."

To Tang Ji's wild words, little Edgar Calhoun showed extreme restraint and forbearance. He just waved to the maid and got up to leave the restaurant.

At least, he didn't scold, which made Tang Ji feel that the other party was very reserved.

The hand of the maid behind her instantly turned into a spike, aiming at the position of Tang Ji's heart, stabbing it obliquely from top to bottom at a 45-degree angle!

Without any anger or supernatural ability, Tang Ji felt the threat from the maid, and looked expectantly at the direction where the maid disappeared before, hoping that the other party would not refuse to serve the food because he was going to kill the owner here.

The maid's spikes on the back, which resembled metal, were blocked by Tang Ji's [reinforced] suit, preventing them from entering.

[Reinforcement] for his clothes has become Tang Ji's living habit. His enemies are all over the world, and they have different abilities. Out of caution and efficiency, Tang Ji does not want himself to be injured by such an accident.

Tang Ji slapped the artistic prelude on the table, and said to Calhoun who had not yet left the table: "Before I finish eating, you'd better sit in your seat, or I promise you will get off the table." One step straight to hell."

"Bold!" The head maid, like an enraged tigress, opened her arms to block Calhoun, and in front of her were the four maids.

The arms of these maids are crossed, and the arms are alienated into shields. Their positions are patchwork, and the shields on all sides perfectly block Calhoun behind.

Tang Ji guessed that it was some kind of prosthetic limb made of mimic metal, and he punched down the maid who refused to give up behind him, intending to keep Edgar calm and not ruin the dinner.

But the maid who was knocked down seemed not to feel any pain, she used jujitsu to swing her legs, stood up again, and straightened her neck which was crooked at [-] degrees with both hands.

Little Edgar Calhoun's expression didn't look too flustered. Perhaps in his opinion, everything that happened so far was still within the controllable range, and it belonged to a slightly stimulating pre-meal exercise.

Tang Ji, who was a little lazy, grabbed the maid who was still posing, and threw her whole body at Calhoun's shields as a throwing object.

In an instant, people were on their backs, as if they were playing bowling.

The head maid pulled Calhoun back ahead of time, and she was constantly calculating the time when the nearest guard entered the restaurant, and the distance from Calhoun to the restaurant gate.

Obviously, the huge indoor area has become the biggest obstacle for Calhoun to escape from the source of danger. For Calhoun's safety, she decided to slightly extravagant her authority.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, a dark bronze knight smashed through the gorgeous wall with a sword and shield in his hand, and rushed in from behind the wall, right between Tangy and Calhoun.

An activated gothic armor. For some reason, Tang Ji made up the name.

The mechanical knight played a gorgeous sword flower with one hand, and his feet were slightly bent one after another, which slightly lowered the height of the [-]-meter-high drive shell. It even knocked on the shield with its long sword, as if Provocative in general.

The person who designed the exercise program for this thing really knew how to play it. Tang Ji stretched his hands and feet and thought it would be good to order some exercise before meals.

He looked around, but unfortunately he didn't have any cold weapons in his hand, so he could only pick up his chair and fight over!

The pure solid wood high-back chair weighed more than [-] kilograms. Tang Ji swung it around and smashed it on the mechanical knight's shield, causing fragments to scatter everywhere in an instant!

The thick three-fingered shield counterattacked under the drive of the hydraulic arm, and it made an impact in a very short distance!
Perfect Shield Bash!
Tang Ji was bounced off by the shield, took two steps back and shook his head. In the competition of pure strength, he had a slight disadvantage.

This is not the Champ de Mars in Paris. He used the Eiffel Tower to channel the wrath of all beings, increasing his physical strength almost unlimitedly, so that he could compete with tanks.

At this time, another mechanical knight in the shape of silver-white Milanese armor came out of the previous hole, with a two-meter-long hand and a half sword against his shoulder.

The mechanical knight's movements were flexible and natural, as if possessed by the soul of a medieval knight. He also waved his half-sword in his hand and assumed a charging posture.

In the next second, it really rushed over, and the Mercedes-Benz action stamped out deep pits on the floor. When it was three meters away from Tang Ji, it stabbed forward with half the sword!
Tang Ji, on the other hand, just turned slightly sideways, avoiding the tip of the sword, and then fell back, dodging the knight's blow and sweeping away thousands of troops. When he got up again, his eyes flashed red, and [Discover Weakness] had been activated.

Several stripes were drawn on the knight's armor. Tang Ji seized the opportunity, using his hand as a knife, his four fingers sank into the knight's breastplate in an instant, and with a ruthless sweep, half of the breastplate was torn off by him!
The other hand also quickly sank into the mechanical knight's chest, grabbing a large number of cables that could not be seen to be of much use, and yanked fiercely, accompanied by fire and smoke, Milan knight, pawn!

At this time, little Edgar Calhoun was dragged by the head maid and ran to the main entrance of the restaurant, which was a distance of 50 meters.

Just when the head maid was about to open the door, a two-meter-long sword was thrown from a distance, piercing the head maid instantly and nailing it to the door.

Tang Ji pointed to Calhoun's chair from a distance, and the black muzzle of the prelude pointed at Calhoun's face from afar.

Although there was no verbal exchange, little Edgar immediately understood Tang Ji's meaning, turned around, adjusted his clothes, and walked slowly back to the direction of the dining table.

Tang Ji, on the other hand, put away the prelude, looked at the Gothic knight again, and moved his steps with great interest, intending to attack its weak side of defense.

Not to be outdone, the Gothic knight also walked in small steps, as if the most experienced knight in foot combat could always aim his shield at the enemy.

Analyzing the battle situation just now, it has determined that the target has the ability to threaten itself, and has raised the threat level. Unfortunately, the information sent to the security room has been ignored.

No matter how dull Edgar Calhoun was now, he was aware of a problem within the family. None of the security personnel felt that his only security forces were his maid and the mechanical knight who acted as decoration at the door.

At this time, the maid who delivered food to Tang Ji appeared from a small secret door, holding a huge silver plate in her hand. Obviously, she brought back the main course in advance according to Tang Ji's instructions.

Tang Ji glanced at the gothic knight in front of him, then at the maid, stood up straight with some regret, and suddenly took out the prelude, piercing the knight's head with one shot, followed by the second shot, the bullets hit Wears a shield and a breastplate that is protected behind.

Looking at the two mechanical knights who had lost their power, Tang Ji found a new position and motioned for the maid to serve, and the other party respectfully placed the silver plate in front of Tang Ji as if he hadn't noticed the accident here.

"The security of your home is very distinctive." Tang Ji raised his glass and greeted Calhoun with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "To Calhoun!"

　PS: Check for typos later, wash first~
　　
　
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