I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

There were no permanent personnel in the area where the third attack was located.

Because, that was Burke Solomon's laboratory.

Zhao Qian glanced at Burke Solomon beside him, with a little regret in his eyes.

How great would it be if this girl didn't come to find fault with me, but stayed in the laboratory.

However, even though he thought so in his heart, Zhao Qian would not say it out loud, but just pretended to respectfully put the complete appearance of Burke Solomon in front of him.

When Burke Solomon's eyes were on him, Zhao Qian was fearless and said jokingly in a professional tone: "I have done my best to get the complete appearance of the aircraft.

Judging from the appearance, it is completely separated from the traditional aircraft design framework you brought back ten years ago and belongs to a brand new model.

Compared with the latest model ten years ago, its flight speed exceeds 23%, and its concealment exceeds 27%.

According to data analysis, this is only 37% related to appearance design.

Appearance analysis report will be uploaded to your communicator in ten minutes.

As for internal analysis…”

Zhao Qian glanced at Burke Solomon and smiled slightly, "Please provide the real thing as soon as possible."

Before Burke and Solomon spoke, Zhao Qian added another sentence, "A friendly reminder.

According to my data analysis, the next attack is likely to be within two hours.

If nothing unexpected happens, the target should be opposite the third attack, which is where you and I are."

After saying that, Zhao Qian quickly turned around and left, running towards the direction of the first attack.

Burke Solomon looked at his back and the door shaking in the wind, his face turned pale.

Zhao Qian's large amount of data sounded very powerful, but in fact, after three attacks, most people could see things, and it was useless.

The only thing that can be recognized by Burke Solomon is that sentence--if nothing unexpected, the next target of attack is likely to be the land under his feet.

Without even thinking about how to explain to the people above, Burke Solomon hurriedly stuffed everything around him into the space and fled his office before the next attack.

The fourth attack arrived as promised and accurately hit Zhao Qian's estimated location, directly above Burke Solomon's office.

Burke Solomon aimed at Ye Owl, who was exposed in the thick fog, and pulled the trigger in his hand.

After a light "bang", an energy net suddenly appeared in the air.

Unfortunately, the mesh of this energy net is too big and does not trap the petite and delicate night owl.

“Intercept!

At all costs, intercept!"

Listening to Burke Solomon's roar at the top of his lungs, Zhao Qian patted the dust that did not exist on his clothes, looked at the thick smoke that had not yet dissipated in the distance, and lifted his arm helplessly.

However, the light energy gun, the size of a palm, aimed at the last night owl, and emitted a white light.

The last night owl fell slowly like a distant geese, emitting black smoke.
Chapter completed!