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“As we all know, developed countries and most second-world countries have realized the harm caused by rapid population growth. However, most third-world countries often intentionally or unintentionally ignore this due to poverty, war, and the need for economic development,” Meyer said, looking at Fang Cheng. “Therefore, these third-world countries are the hardest hit areas of rapid population growth. Therefore, we will implement population reduction plans in these countries!”

Fang Cheng nodded as he listened to Meyer's eloquent speech. “I wonder if Mr. Meyer has any specific solutions?”

“We all feel that it is not a good thing for some races to exist in excessive numbers in this world,” Meyer said meaningfully. “Mr. President, what do you think?”

Obviously, the current President of the United States is a typical representative of the interests of white Americans. He nodded, “They have indeed brought a lot of chaos to the country.”

After hearing their words, Fang Cheng knew what they meant.

Their so-called population reduction plan was to reduce the black population.

Hearing Meyer's eloquent speech and everyone's agreeing expressions, Fang Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

What qualifications did these people have to decide who should exist and who should be eliminated? Who did they think they were?

They were just a group of selfish and self-interested egoists.

Meyer frowned slightly when he heard Fang Cheng laugh. “Mr. Fang Cheng, do you have any different opinions?”

Fang Cheng did not answer his question, but instead asked, “What if reducing the black population is not enough?”

“Will it be the turn of the yellow race next?” Fang Cheng raised his head, veins popping out on his forehead. “What right do you have to decide who should exist and who shouldn't?”

“Tell me, what do you rely on?!” Fang Cheng stood up suddenly.

Everyone present was stunned. They didn't understand why Fang Cheng, who was standing at the top of the food chain like them, would consider the life and death of those who had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, everyone felt a sense of unease. Which of those who could stand here was a soft-hearted person?

“So, Mr. Fang Cheng disagrees with this plan?” Meyer's face was calm, and he didn't seem angry at Fang Cheng's impudence.

“No,” Fang Cheng showed a strange smile on his face, “I think the population reduction plan is necessary!”

Meyer's wrinkled face gradually relaxed. Just as he was about to say something, his entire head suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a headless corpse that fell to the ground.

“Oh, my God!”

“What happened!”

“You killed him!”

“……”

Instantly, the scene was chaotic. Although everyone was in a high position and had experienced storms, it was the first time they had seen a person's head explode in front of them.

Fang Cheng shook the blood off his hand and said coldly, “You will be the first population to be reduced!”

The people present were not ordinary people after all. After a brief riot, the scene immediately calmed down.

“Mr. Fang Cheng, you are provoking all of us here!”

Bald, fat old DuPont said in a deep voice. Although his fat hands were trembling slightly with fear, he still stood up.

“No, I just killed a terrorist!” Fang Cheng laughed. “I didn't mean to provoke anyone.”

“Of course, if anyone here insists that I am provoking,” Fang Cheng shrugged and said sharply, “Then, I am provoking!”

As he spoke, Fang Cheng stared at old DuPont with a grim look. The powerful pressure made old DuPont dare not meet his eyes.

Seeing him lower his head, Fang Cheng took out a handkerchief from his pocket and leisurely wiped the blood from his hand. “Oh, right, I have no interest in the so-called population reduction plan!”

After saying that, Fang Cheng threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground and walked out of the conference room leisurely.

“Boom!”

As soon as Fang Cheng walked out of the conference room, a heated noise erupted inside.

Joseph's eyes glazed over as he watched Fang Cheng leave.

“Old DuPont, what should we do?” An old man with white hair stood up and asked with a frown.

Old DuPont glanced at the white-haired old man and sneered, “Our DuPont family will not participate in this matter!”

Obviously, Fang Cheng killed the current head of the Rothschild family, and the two were bound to be in an irreconcilable situation.

The Rothschild family was a behemoth in Europe, a terrifying financial monster, but Yuncheng Technology was not a pushover either. It was also a monopoly in two industries.

In addition, Fang Cheng's forces were not limited to Yuncheng Technology, but also the forces of the Pasa Islands.

The conflict between these two would inevitably lead to the shaking of the world pattern, and old DuPont had no intention of wading into the muddy waters.

The President was curious. Even if Meyer was old, he wouldn't have his head exploded instantly. At that time, he only saw Fang Cheng's figure flash, and then Meyer fell into a pool of blood. He didn't see how Fang Cheng made his move at all.

……

Walking out of the conference room.

Fang Cheng looked at the black-clothed bodyguards guarding the conference room and smiled.

The two black-clothed bodyguards immediately gave Fang Cheng a respectful salute.

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“Yes.” Fang Cheng nodded and walked towards the manor.

Along the way.

“Are they coming down?” Fang Cheng asked Yun Meng.

“They are already waiting for you, Fang Cheng.”

“Very good!”

A moment later.

Fang Cheng came to a black Rolls-Royce. Zhang Yun and the two clone bodyguards Fang Cheng brought had already received Yun Meng's message and were waiting here.

The clone bodyguards opened the car door for Fang Cheng, and the two quickly got into the car.

“Go to the airport!” Fang Cheng ordered, sitting in the back row.

“What's wrong?” Zhang Yun asked worriedly, seeing Fang Cheng leaving in a hurry.

“It's nothing, my hands were just a little itchy.” Fang Cheng replied nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yun glanced at Fang Cheng's right hand, which was still stained with blood, and her face changed.

“You……”

“Shh!” Fang Cheng said with a smile, “Don't worry, it's okay.”

Not long after Fang Cheng and others left, the entire manor suddenly shook, and a large number of black-clothed bodyguards poured out, driving their cars and chasing towards the airport.

“Boss, someone is catching up!” The clone bodyguard looked at the rearview mirror and said quickly.

Fang Cheng used his mental power to sense that there were more than a dozen black cars chasing closely behind.

“Are so many people rushing to their deaths?” Fang Cheng muttered, and said to the clone bodyguard driving, “Find a place to stop the car ahead.”

“Yes, Boss.” The clone bodyguard responded.

A few minutes later.

Fang Cheng's car stopped in a remote place.

Meyer's manor was in the suburbs of York City, and this place was sparsely populated.

“Bang!”

As the car door closed, the two clone bodyguards got out of the car fully armed.