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"What are you still doing here?"

"Is this a place for you to stand?"

"Stand aside! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Kate glared at Han Long bitterly.

"Okay." Han Long looked calm.

He had long been mentally prepared for Kate's temperament as a young lady.

What's more, he didn't come because of Kate, but accepted the request of the head of the Roxon family.

Since he promised to be Kate's bodyguard for three days, Han Long would not break his promise.

As he walked past Kate.

The fingers move slightly!

A subtle but quick touch on Kate's hand.

At the moment of contact, Han Long injected his spiritual power into the Guanchong point on Kate's ring finger!

No one present noticed.

Even the Cobra commander, Major Emil, was unaware of it.

Kate only felt her fingers go numb, as if she had been stung by something.

However, in less than a second, the numbing feeling dissipated into her limbs.

"Come on, let's continue drinking." Emily suggested.

"Yes! Keep drinking!"

All the wealthy children raised their glasses, but no one took Han Long seriously.

Han Long walked to a dark corner alone and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.

"cheers!"

The rich kids present drank all the cocktails in their glasses.

Kate hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, and then looked surprised.

The bigger the family is like Roxon, the stricter the family education rules are.

Kate is still months away from turning 18, so she has never had a drink.

Emil whispered to Cohen: "Master, you are done this time. Although this Miss Kate has a bad temper, she is as pure as a piece of white paper. I can guarantee with my military rank that this is her first One drink.”

"Oh?" Cohen's eyes were filled with greed.

Emil continued: "Please don't worry, young master. The bartender is one of our own. The alcohol content of the cocktail in your hand is only 15 degrees, so it can only be regarded as an alcoholic beverage."

"And the cocktails I arranged for Miss Kate are all 45-proof spirits."

"A girl like her who has never drank can be knocked down by just one drink."

Cohen smiled crookedly and nodded to Emil with satisfaction, "Emil, you are very good. After this thing is completed, I will definitely ask you for credit in front of my uncle!"

Emil smiled and said: "Thank you, Master Cohen."

Cohen cleared his throat and smiled at Kate, who was frowning slightly: "Kate, don't worry, you can drink it slowly."

"Wow!"

"Master Keen is such a gentleman!"

"Yes, yes! Master Cohen is not only rich and handsome, but he can also mobilize the Cobra Special Forces! Moreover, he is also such a gentleman and gentle man!"

"Master Cohen is simply a role model for us men!"

All kinds of compliments from the sons of rich men.

Kate said with a strange look on her face: "So...this is the taste of wine?"

"Isn't it a bit harsh? A bit spicy?" Emily smiled.

Kate shook her head, "Not at all. It feels sweet to me, like drinking sugar water."

With that said, Kate drank all the cocktail in the glass.

"It's delicious, give me another drink!" Kate smiled happily.

Cohen was stunned.

Emil was also stunned.

He had just used his military rank to promise that one drink would knock Kate down.

how come?

"...let me do it."

Emil took the initiative to take Kate's glass of wine and walked to the bar.

"Did you drink the wrong wine just now?"

Emil asked the bartender with cold eyes.

The bartender quickly said: "It can't be wrong. I made everything according to your request."

"Forget it, let's make another drink now."

"Turn the alcohol up to 65 degrees."

"65 degrees?" the bartender whispered, "That's a Bloody Mary-level concentration, something could happen."

Emil said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, just do it quickly."

"Yes!"

The bartender didn't dare to neglect and quickly prepared it under the supervision of Emil.

Over there at the wine table.

A rich young man said mysteriously: "Hey, have you heard? There was an earth-shattering competition at Roxon Manor yesterday!"

"What competition?"

Everyone was curious.

"It is said that a man defeated the American gun champion Payne with a needle!"

"What? Payne was defeated?" Kate couldn't believe it.

Payne is the bodyguard captain of her Roxon family, and Kate has seen Payne's superb marksmanship with her own eyes!

"What? Kate, you don't even know about your own family's affairs?" the rich young master said with a smile.

Kate shrugged, "I'm generally not interested in servants' matters, but I think your news must be false, right? Defeat Payne with a needle? How could there be such a person in the world?"

The rich young man shrugged, "I also heard what the bodyguards said. They said that the man not only used a needle to penetrate a five-centimetre-thick steel gun target from a hundred meters away, but also penetrated a steel gun target that was ten meters thick. Concrete fortification walls!”

Kate laughed: "How is this possible?"

Cohen smiled faintly, "There must be a lot of water in this kind of thing. Why don't we listen to the analysis of professionals."

Just at this time, Emil came over with the prepared 65-degree cocktail.

"Miss Kate, your wine."

"Thanks."

Kate smiled and said: "Emil, you are the most professional person here. Do you think it is possible to penetrate a gun target with a needle?"

Emil smiled lightly and said, "Absolutely."

"Then, can it be done from 100 meters away?"

"It depends on the situation." Emil smiled: "I know that the military has a high-tech weapon called a needle gun, but the needle is not an ordinary needle, but a laser crystallized needle, not to mention 100 If it’s 200 meters long, it can still be penetrated.”

Everyone nodded in amazement.

This group of second-generation rich people know how to play with cars and watches every day, and when they first hear the fresh knowledge about weapons, everyone is in awe.

Kate asked again: "Then, is it possible to shoot a needle with bare hands and penetrate a steel plate gun target 100 meters away, and even penetrate a ten-meter-thick concrete fortification?"

Emil smiled at Kate.

His eyes were full of "you must be drunk" expression.

"This is absolutely impossible."

"The average person can shoot a needle with bare hands at most three to five meters away. Those who have received special training can probably achieve a distance of 20 meters."

"Special forces like me can barely reach 30 meters away."

“No one can do it beyond that.”

"I guess this was deliberately made up by someone who wanted to be famous."

"Unfortunately, that person has no common sense and boasts too much."

Emil smiled contemptuously.

All the rich kids also started laughing.

Han Long, who was sitting in the corner, frowned slightly.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: a bunch of scum.

There is a saying: When humans think, God laughs.

Now, Han Long has such a God mentality.

Seeing the admiring looks of all the wealthy children, Emil was very proud.

"In order to let everyone feel it more intuitively, let me give a demonstration."

Emil pointed to the wine table in front of them and said: "The tables on the cruise ship are all made of welded steel plates. The top of this table is five centimeters thick."

"Please look at my fingers."

Emil raised his index finger, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and let out a whoosh!

His fingers directly penetrated the five-centimetre-thick steel tabletop!

The rich kids present suddenly exclaimed.