Chapter 146 Weapons of Mass Destruction

"Where is Zhang Qian?" Jumping thinking is not only the old man's specialty, but also the Wolf's answer agrees that the donkey's lips are not right.

"Is Xiang Wentian still alive?"

"I want to see Zhang Qian..."

"Hahaha..." Another burst of laughter, the same shocking, the same shocking space, the flying eagle put down the wine glass, and its kind smiling face became gloomy and terrible because of a slight squinting action. "Interesting, really interesting, little guy, are you determined not to answer any of my questions?"

"Didn't you answer my words?" Wolf replied tit-for-tat.

"Old Eagle, you are a big shot. Since you know that we dare to go to the meeting alone today, we should understand that we will definitely be prepared, hehe..." Wu Yang, who had never spoken, laughed, full of conspiracy.

"Childishness is nothing more than a little trick like being tied up with explosives all over your body. Wu Yang, do you think I will be afraid of your so-called co-deading?" Squinting his eyes, the old man looked at Wu Yang and said lightly, "Do you think you still want to go out alive after entering my door?"

"Hahaha, the eagle is worthy of being an eagle. Sure enough, he is very resourceful." Hearing the old man say so, the smile on Wu Yang's face did not change at all, and he sincerely praised him.

"Hey..." Feiying smiled and seemed to be very useful.

He picked up the glass and shook it again. The small half glass of red wine has been held by the flying eagle since the two wolf appeared, but it did not finish it. It seems that the old man is not a drunken person, but like many people smoke, drinking red wine or holding wine glasses as a habit.

"Eagle, you have made every effort, but did you miss something this time?" Looking at the old man's victory and everything under control, Wu Yang kindly reminded him.

"Oh? Let's talk about it. What do I want to miss? I really want to see how you can get out of my villa." Finally, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. The old man took a sip of the cup, with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth. "Don't say anything like detonating a bomb. In front of me, do you think there is a chance to detonate?"

"Old Eagle, you are a pervert, how can we not think of this? Ha ha... But did you miss a person?" Wu Yang still looks fearless.

"Who?"

"Zhang Fugui." This time, the answer is Wolf. Thinking of Zhang Fugui, A Lang couldn't help but feel happy.

Originally, he thought that even if the flying eagle was as perverted as Ji Chuankang, at least he still had the strength to fight. To take a step back, at least there was a chance to detonate the bomb, but when he saw the old man with his own eyes, he knew how ridiculous this idea was. The flying eagle looked harmless and did not deliberately emit any king on his body. Domineering, but sitting so quietly makes people unable to get the idea of doing it.

The strength has greatly increased, and the perception is several times more than before. The wolf knows that this is not an illusion, but the other party must have a very special power. If he does not do it, once he does it, it will be a trend of destruction. This is completely conveyed to himself by the perception of more than twice the number of ordinary people through the jade pendant. This feeling has always been accurate, and A Wolf believes that it is the same this time.

"Joke, that drug dealer, if it weren't for you behind your back, what kind of storm do you think he could make?" Although he spoke hard, the flying eagle instinctively felt that it was a little inappropriate. What's wrong with it?

"Ha ha, Eagle, you are right to think so, but have you ever thought about it? What is Zhang Fugui's most? Staring at the old man, Wu Yang's eyes showed a playfulness. Without waiting for the old man's answer, Wu Yang himself gave the answer, "He is the most money, hehe... You should thank this era of materialism and money supremacy. Money is a good thing. Money can make ghosts grind..."

"Let's talk about it." Before Wu Yang continued to talk at length, the eagle interrupted him and said, "Wu Yang, don't blame me for being small. If you can't say a reason, you will die ugly."

"Yes, yes, the old eagle ordered me to do it." Wu Yang raised his eyebrows, stood up from the chair, pulled his hands, and his dark night clothes were torn from his chest, revealing an oval black object the size of a palm, and he could not recognize anything just by looking at the appearance.

Wuyang pointed to the black object on his chest and said, "Old Eagle, don't underestimate this thing. This small and inconspicuous box is worth at least $1 billion. Of course, the money is from Zhang Fugui... This box is also a kind of bomb, but it has two more functions than the bomb." At this point, Wu Yang stopped After stopping, he looked at the old eagle making a listening appearance and then said, "First, this is the latest concentrated bomb developed by the Ministry of National Defense of M, which contains uranium elements, just this ball. The power generated by its explosion can destroy all buildings within a kilometer, of course, not to mention biology, hehe..."

Hearing this, the flying eagle's eyelids twitched slightly, but still said toughly, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Besides, unless you detonate immediately, hehe..." Although the following words are not finished, the subtext is that you have no chance to detonate at all, even if you just press a button.

"Don't worry, old eagle, listen to me. If it's powerful, of course I dare not show off in front of you. This second feature is the most wonderful. This ball is connected to my heart and uses my heartbeat as the start switch, so... Ha ha, Eagle, don't scare us. We are timid, if one No, your heartbeat was so scared that you died, so you had to die together, hehe..." He proudly said this paragraph. Wu Yang sat back in the chair and said so much that his tongue was a little dry, so he said to the flying eagle, "Eag, you are rich in the world, can you give me a mouthful of water?"

The eagle slowly put down his glass and showed a solemn expression on his face for the first time. His cold eyes stared at Wu Yang, and finally fell on the wolf, bursting out a few words coldly: "Madman, authentic madman!"

"Well, the farce is over, Eagle, can you answer my question now?" The keen perception made the wolf accurately capture the fearful expression on the old eagle's face.

Sure enough, although this person's strength is so high that he is a pervert, he is extremely afraid of death. Maybe he has too many things. Years of comfortable life have made him exhausted, and he will no longer be as fierce as his early years.

"Ha ha, little guy, interesting, interesting." He said two sentences in a row, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the old Eagle's face, "I really didn't expect you to play this, hey hey... hey hey hey hey..."