Chapter 1738

Look at the young face in front of you.

Fear.

Bewilderment.

Excited.

All kinds of emotions come to my mind. If the news is known by the outside world, it is no less than the earthquake with a magnitude of 12. But if Tang Qing continues to hide, who will connect the two?

Who would have thought that the great loss of kovoro was caused by Tang Qing.

No way.

I can't die.

With the decision, the old man pulled out the robbery from the table at a very fast speed and aimed at Tang Qing. At this moment, he felt the heaviness in his hand, his confidence was restored in vain, and the situation was back in control.

Sure enough.

Failure comes from talking too much.

The old man looked at Tang Qing with more pride.

See.

Tang Qing just smiled.

The villain.

It's true that they often die of too much talk, and so do the righteous.

Now.

I'm a little drifting. I've talked so much with this old guy, mainly because I've been repressed for too long. Except for the warrior, he is the only one in the world who knows these plans. There are so many secrets, and it's hard to avoid that.

On TV.

Sometimes it's understandable that there are many villains. After all, people spend so much time and energy in their layout. They always try their best to keep secrets until they succeed, but no one shares them.

It's hard.

By comparison, others are one or several secrets.

What about him?

Full of secrets, and a dying person to talk about two words, it should be relieved, Tang Qing is helpless, his hands are too strong, do not need his hand, even the chance to play a comparison is rare.

"Tang Qing." Cried the old man.

"Well?"

"You shouldn't come in alone."

"Is it?"

Tang Qing still sits easily.

"How many of you have come?" Asked the old man.

"Want to know?"

"Well."

The old man didn't play tricks this time.

"Dozens of them, do you want to see them?"

"Good."

Words fall.

I saw the door open.

Step on.. The steps are neat. Watching one armed stranger come in, the old man's expression is more and more dignified. Most of his life's experience tells him that these people are all elite forces.

Moreover, the weapons one by one have not even been seen.

Tough.

Cold and stern.

Domineering.

The old man was sweating. He felt a little depressed just because of his momentum. These people's guns were pressing down, which was very unreasonable. His gun was pointing at Tang Qing's head.

What's the situation?

Tang Qing is not their head?

That's right.

Maybe it's to ask others for help. Suddenly, two words appear in my mind - "black prison" and "all sky". The former has a great influence in African countries, as if it's a partnership with Tang Qing.

Yes.

Opened a home appliance network company.

By contrast.

The possibility of "Tongtian" is much smaller. Generally, this organization does not engage in offensive business, but is defensive. This kind of action against kovoro, Tongtian.. There are also suspects.

A companion is a friend.

"Let them lay down their weapons."

That's it.

The old man hesitated, but still didn't say it. In this case, it seems that it's not too safe for Tang Qing. "Tang Qing, you are very rich. Don't know if the person you invited is a black prison or an all sky one?"

"Not at all?"

“。。。”

None of them.

The old man frowned, not the two families. Who dares to fight against kovoro? Who can fight against kovoro.

State power?

No.

The complexion of these people is too complex.

All right.

Tang Qing did not want to say that the old man had to ask the next question.

"And my men?"

"All dizzy." Tang Qing sneers, "no one is here to help you. All you can stand here are my people. No, there are some so-called playthings you are imprisoned on the next two floors. They are still awake."

"Wake up my men."

"No, anesthesia, deep coma, no perception."

Silence.

The old man took a deep breath.

No one else.

It's all down.

How can this turn over? It's all Tang Qing's people. He is in a helpless situation. For a moment, he hopes it's a dream, a game deliberately arranged above.

What game?

Simple.

Instead of Tang Qing, the plastic surgery technology is so developed. Before kovoro arranged membership, plastic surgery is just a common practice. Tang Qing is worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and the company has great potential.

A little crazy.

It's not impossible.

So.

What if?

"You're going to kill me?" The old man suddenly smiled.

"No."

"Let me go?"

"No."

"Imprison me?"

"Almost."

"No way, you can't take me out of this country." The old man is determined.

"Is it?"

"Don't underestimate the strength of our kovoro. We haven't moved for such a long time. We must have touched some alarm mechanisms. Within half an hour, a thousand people's armed forces will come here."

"That's right."

"Then aren't you afraid of going out?"

"Not afraid."

Say.

Tang Qing stands up.

"One of the preconditions for them to receive the alarm is that someone starts the alarm, but who says your people are dizzy and my people can't take over their work? Therefore, this situation does not hold. "

"What? Your people? It's impossible. Each of us is dedicated to his / her job and has different ways of doing things. In case of any abnormality, the following branches will immediately notice it and give feedback. "

The old man is confident.

Kovoro.

If it's so easy to be taken over, it won't last so long.

"Is it?"

"Of course."

Suddenly.

The old man smiled at Tang Qing.

"Bang!"

A snatching sound reverberated in the office. As soon as the old man stayed, my hand didn't shake. How could I get angry? But the next moment, he was shocked by the scene in front of him, and saw Tang Qingshou in front of his face.

Two fingers.

He caught something he knew.

Bullets.

That's right.

The bullet was caught by Tang Qing's double fingers. Suddenly, a chill rose from the sole of the foot to the top of the head, from the inside to the outside, from the body to the soul. The old man felt frozen like ice, and despair rose.

This man.

He was never tempted.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!. "

Fingers are out of control again, one second at a time.

But.

Still can't hurt Tang Qingfen, high-speed bullets, as if blocked by an invisible wall, are all set in the air, the old man's soul, eyes, almost stare out.

To the end.

It's broken.

The picture in front of us is too terrible. Is this still a human being?

"Tinkle!"

Shell.

Bullets.

They landed one after another, and the sound of metal rang in the office.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

Tang Qing seems to have done a trivial thing, with a relaxed smile on his face. He didn't use the protective cover. In four years, after breaking through level 10, the growth rate is even more amazing.

The cardinality is different.

The bullet was no longer able to penetrate its defense.

Of course.

It's not that he's reckless. At present, he has three kinds of defense. First, he has mental power. Second, he has a small protective cover. Third, the barrier. Can absorb all attacks on his body.

This time.

In order not to trigger the latter two.

Tang Qing stopped the bullet at a distance from the body.

So.

Even if we break through the defense of Neurology, the second protective shield will be carried. Even if we break through the second defense, there is a barrier, and it can't hurt one of his hair. It's very strong.

The neuro psychic defense bullet.

Except for soldiers.

The old man is the first to see that his subordinates are too powerful. He is the boss and has little chance to fight. Think about it, he is speechless and has practiced his skills in vain.