Zhang Mengyu, the Eternal God

"Pole dancing? Hahahaha! Absolutely awesome!"

"Hahahaha, oxygen mask! Give me the oxygen mask! How the hell did you come up with this idea? What the hell are you thinking about?"

"I'm fucking split open on the spot! Mr. Zhang, you are a talent!"

When Zhang Mengyu opened his mouth, there was a burst of laughter around him. Why is this Murray also a senior investigator? His social status in this Frankish kingdom is almost equivalent to the second-in-command of a city.

And Zhang Menglong actually wanted such a character to pole dance in front of everyone!

And this is the Investigation Bureau! A serious place! It's not a dance hall or a bar. Where can I get a pole for him to dance on?

Murray's face turned blue and purple, as if he had practiced some magic and went crazy. The corners of his mouth were also twitching constantly. He felt that Zhang Mengyu was simply playing with him! This feeling is like a lion teasing an ant, without any purpose, just for fun.

To put it harshly, he was not qualified to let Zhang Mengyu deliberately deal with him, he was not worthy!

But no matter what, he is now in a dilemma. On one side is the huge pressure brought by Busmulin. If Zhang Mengyu's anger cannot be calmed down as soon as possible, then he will be sent to a military court. Even if he believes that, Zhang Mengyu would never let those 400 missiles fly towards Frank.

The other option is that he will be ruined from now on. In front of countless reporters and media, if he does this pole dance, he may no longer have the face to continue to work in the Investigation Bureau. What he will definitely face then is... Endless ridicule and insults.

"This Chinese is so cruel!" Murray believed that most of Zhang Mengyu's anger did not come from his desire to keep him today, but from their contempt for the Chinese.

Ask yourself, if Zhang Mengyu was just an ordinary Chinese person today, he would have absolutely no other choice but to endure this prison sentence obediently. Even if he is released with the negotiation efforts of the Chinese side, in essence Still haven't gotten any changes.

The incident that happened in Paris Scarlett the day before yesterday obviously also represents discrimination against Chinese people, and even Asians. In their eyes, people from developed countries like them are superior, and people from other countries deserve to be bullied!

And this is what makes Zhang Menglong really dissatisfied.

"Hey, hurry up!" Zhang Menglong laughed, "If you don't perform, I will have dinner here today, but I can't say what will happen then!"

Finally, under the heavy pressure, Murray collapsed. He stood there like a tattered rag doll that had lost its soul, "Okay, I'll jump!"

"Show your talent!" Zhang Menglong had already asked Ye Yin to arrange for people to prepare the steel pipe. Zhang Menglong gave the order, and several people rushed into the investigation bureau carrying a steel pipe about ten centimeters in diameter.

"When...when did he prepare this?"

"I'll go, this has been planned for a long time, I'll do it directly!"

"I asked Mr. Zhang how he behaves like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. The hotter the water boils, the more he becomes more and more aggressive. On the surface, he looks resigned to his fate, but secretly he has even prepared the punishment tools!"

"You're still cool, I'll lose!"

"Quick, quick, record a video! A pole dancing among deputy mayor-level investigators will be published in Global Weekly tomorrow!"

This set of equipment is not complete. Through two sets of fixing devices, this steel pipe was fixed between the first and second floors.

"Mr. Murray, please start your show!"

Zhang Menglong turned on his mobile phone and clicked on a song.

"Come on, be happy. Anyway, you have a lot of time..."

As a burst of music played, someone actually turned off all the lights in the investigation bureau, and even closed the doors and windows tightly, making the room dark in an instant.

After a while, as the first mobile phone light was turned on, the entire investigation bureau entered nightclub mode.

As soon as Murray gritted his teeth, his 150-pound body was directly coiled on the steel pipe, twisting strangely to the music.

"Hahahahaha, oops, it's so eye-catching! I'm blind, I'm blind!"

"Ahhh, he's so naughty. This is the most flexible fat guy I've ever seen! He can actually turn around in circles."

"I think I'm making a lot of money by not buying a ticket to come to this show!"

"Si...Si Guoyi!"

…

Two minutes later, Murray fell to the ground exhausted, with a trace of blush still on his cheeks, whether it was due to exhaustion or shame.

"Crack, click, click!" The surrounding media gathered around Murray and took photos frantically, which actually made people feel a little sympathy.

"Mr. Murray!" Zhang Menglong continued, "I won't argue with you about your slander today. I, Zhang Menglong, do what I say, but I still have a task to give you!"

Murray looked up at Zhang Mengyu. Busmulin had just told him that he would unconditionally agree to all Zhang Mengyu's requests!

"Mr. Zhang, please give me your instructions."

"The day before yesterday, someone from China got beaten for no apparent reason in Paris Scarlett. This incident made me very unhappy. Within a day, I want to see satisfactory results, otherwise this time it will not be just 400 coins!" said After saying this, Zhang Menglong walked straight out of the investigation room.

…

After returning to their residence, Wang Ling and others were already impatient.

"Old Zhang, you are so handsome today! You just have to treat them like this, otherwise they will think that our Xia people are just fools, and they will bully them if they want!"

"However, his pole dancing was quite vigorous. This is the first time I have ever seen a fat man in a suit pole dancing!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter, and even Lu Yiyao laughed so much that she lost control.

"Hey, this guy is really efficient at what he does!" Zhang Mengyu received a message from the Investigation Bureau. The five Franks who beat the Chinese youth the day before yesterday have all been detained. The person in charge of Balisijia, the security guard, Even the relevant person in charge of Champs-Elysees Spring was invited to the investigation bureau.

The young man who was beaten received a compensation of 1 million euros from Barisca.

"It's only 1 million euros, why do you have to add two zeros?" Wang Ling said gloatingly, "But Lao Zhang, what on earth did you do? Why is there such a big fuss today?"

"You won't find a few more aircraft carrier formations to surround the entire Frankish Kingdom!" Wang Ling boldly guessed.

Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Actually, I just wanted Hagen to give them a little hammering to stop them from going so far. Who knew that guy actually mobilized all of Europe's intercontinental missiles and hundreds of ballistic missiles to directly target their president? Mansion, do you think they dare to mess around?"

"Damn, you're ruthless!" Wang Ling was speechless. "It's more terrifying to offend you than to offend a division of troops!"

"Okay, I've been here for three days and dealt with a lot of bad things!" Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes, "If you don't mind it, I'm bored too!"

"Hahaha, but you did give us Chinese people a bad breath today!" Wang Ling said, "Do you know what netizens say about you now?"

"What are you talking about me? Ignorant and incompetent, causing trouble everywhere?"

"No!" Wang Ling shook his head and said, "They all say that Zhang Mengyu will always be a god!"