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Chapter 642

"What video?"

Smith's original decadent eyes flashed a trace of sharpness.

Bi Tong, who had left the basement, was sitting in a humble hotel room with Erlang legs, shaking scratching:

"About Jiang Yi, and those who are enough to kill the brown -brown special soldiers ..."

"Come!"

"Hehe, isn't they just from Huaxia, I still need your video?"

Smith's mouth.

Bi Tong smiled: "Different, this is something scientific cannot be explained. You give me an email, I can give you a short video."

Smith reported his email address and quickly received a short video.

After the test, it was found that it was non -toxic, and Smith opened it, but he widened his eyes as soon as possible!

In the video, a golden light appeared in the corner of the museum, and it seemed that there were several figures looming.

When Smithson focused on wanting to see them clearly, the video ... was broken!

This time, I didn't wait for Bi Tong to call him, and Smith immediately dialed back, and fist excitedly: "I want a complete video!"

"Good to say, Mr. Smith, who is respectful, you know that killers like me, doing anything, are all cost -effective."

Bi Tong took the phone in one hand and played the blade with one hand: "No exaggeration to say, even if it is eating Xiang, as long as one bite is one billion, how many people in the world can refuse?"

"Although the price!"

Smith said without care, he could still go out casually.

Even if it is 100 billion, as long as you want to buy this video to your superiors, your superiors will never be stingy.

In this way, you don't have to see God.

"I want 500 million meters."

"..." Smithson.

"Why, is this video worth 0 billion? As long as it is released, scientists around the world will want to cut Jiang Yi into a blade to study."

"By then, the brown rice platform is no longer invincible, and a person with such special abilities will completely disappear in this world. No one can host the collection of China!"

Bi Tong said with a bamboo chest: "The area is 5 billion, it is drizzle for brown rice. If you don't want it, I will sell it directly to Jiang Yi.

"How to pay?"

Smith gritted his teeth.

Bi Tong laughed: "I will give you an account, just put the money there, the deposit is 3 billion meters gold. As soon as this money arrives, the video will appear in your mailbox immediately."

"impossible!"

Smithson said decisively: "You are a killer, and even the officials of all countries can't catch you! If we collect the deposit, we will collect the deposit of Huaxia, wouldn't we get anything!"

Bi Tong was slightly frustrated, he really didn't think about it, it seemed quite reasonable?

I am a killer, why should I talk about principles like this!

But when you think about it, Bitong still rejected Smith's thoughts: "A person with such abilities, I want to be looking for death?"

"So, why should you have a high price with our brown rice?"

Smith said coldly, thinking that although he was reduced to the deputy general platform, it was because the opponent was Jiang Yi.

Killer, he couldn't beat it, couldn't he say it?

"Because I can not give you, give you at most an hour. If I see a deposit of 3 billion meters, I can only announce that the transaction fails."

Bi Tong hung up the phone and no longer gave Smithson a chance to speak.

After thinking about it, after all, after all, I dialed out the brown rice superior ...

And Bi Tong was inspired by Smithson, and successively gave the desk of waste birds, kimchi, sunset and other desks, and called.

For him, you have to get the information of these people.

"Jiang Yi, Li Shimin player ... No, the real Taizong emperor in the history of Huaxia!"

"You, aren't you going to be played between the palms of the stock?!"

Nympho

Inside the brown rice villa.

Jiang Yi is thinking about the characters and details of the conversation the next day.

He wants to try to talk to a person who can also be called a legend, but the character is very controversial.

Such as thin ice.

Jiang Yi has a headache. According to the habit of always, he wrote on the paper:

"How to start a new dialogue?"

"What kind of attitude should you face?"

"What should I focus on with him?"

"How can we raise my China prestige during the process of communicating with him?"

Nympho

One after another, it fell on the paper.

The chandeliers in the villa lobby are brightened with bright Huaguang, which illuminates the figure of the young man.

Huaxia! Huaxia! What should the ancient and modern civilization go further?!

Jiang Yi tried to find the answer from these questions, but fell into confusion.

At this moment, a strong voice sounded from behind him: "What are you confused?"

Jiang Yi turned his head and saw that Emperor Hanwu brought himself a piece of watermelon.

While asking, Emperor Hanwu stabbed the watermelon on the other hand, showing a cozy look.

"Thank you from the ancestors."

Jiang Yi got up and took the watermelon with both hands from Emperor Hanwu.

Looking at it from a distance, he found that Huo Qubing was holding most of them and buried his head inside.

Between the head and one, Jiang Yi also clearly saw that the two watermelon seeds were sticking to the face of the young general.

Huo Qubing did not seem to be aware of it, and rushed to Jiang Yi and smiled.

One of Jiang Yi's smile, I knew that the ancestors of the Han Dynasty had never eaten these.

According to historical materials, the watermelon was introduced in the Xinjiang area about the Tang Dynasty, and it was about the Five Dynasties.

Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" mentioned the origin of watermelon in his writing, recorded: "According to Hu Hu Yuyu, the melon, it is called watermelon.

"Jiang Yi, you don’t need to consider so much, who will talk to who you want tomorrow!"

Huo went to his mouth and wiped his mouth, and he just touched the watermelon seeds on his mouth.

He couldn't help but smile, and then said, "Famous generals, I and Peng and I will give you the bottom!"

"Emperor, His Majesty of Our Great Han and the emperor of Datang will take you!"

"Prince? And our Xiang Yu!"

"No matter ancient and modern, no matter Chinese and foreign, who you want to talk to who you want!"

Huo Qubing tightened his fist and knocked on his chest: "In short, who dares to cut you again, you will take me to beat him!"

Jiang Yi suddenly lit away, yeah, who did he have a conversation?

It's over!

"There is another problem now."

Emperor Hanwu suddenly said.

Jiang Yi asked: "What?"

"When we entered the first floor of the museum, the killer met."

Emperor Hanwu was slightly narrow, and everyone in the villa noticed a murder.

Huo Quezhi said: "Her Majesty does not need to worry, he is just a waste that lacks his ears, what about our later generations."

"No."

Emperor Hanwu raised his hand: "Since the killer can make his appearance appear in front of us, we must also see our appearance.

Has been exposed. "

"He will inevitably record that scene like the camera used by later generations, and then be public!"

Everyone present frowned instantly!

The wolf eighteen rides suddenly stood up and said nervously: "Sir sir must not be exposed!"
Chapter completed!
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