Walking into the Seventh Research Institute, Hong Jilong suddenly felt his eyes light up. The space here was still very empty and a little messy, but the things scattered everywhere made him feel very excited.
Picked up a pistol from the ground, let's call it a pistol, because its shape is similar to a pistol, or more like a toy gun. Although it has the shape of a pistol, it is very exaggerated, colorful, and smaller than
The pistol was bigger, and the strangest thing was that it had no trigger, and there were many formations engraved on the outer wall, none of which Hong Jilong could understand anyway.
"This is?" Hong Jilong asked, looking at the strange weapon in his hand.
Liao Yuze took a look and said: "It's trash, it's of no use at all."
Hearing this, Hong Jilong glanced at the little old man and saw that he was shaking with anger and holding two fists. He looked like he wanted to fight Liao Yuze but had some scruples. Hong Jilong felt strange.
Okay, this little old man seems to be very afraid of Qi Bingyan. What is the relationship between the two?
Ignoring Liao Yuze, who had a sinister smile on his face, Hong Jilong came to the little old man with this strange weapon in his hand, bowed and asked, "Fellow Taoist, don't you know what this is?"
In the world of cultivation, you either call the other person a senior or a fellow Taoist. Although the little old man had gray hair, he was not very old, so Hong Jilong did not call the other person a senior, but a fellow Taoist.
Seeing that Hong Jilong's attitude was many times better than that of Liao Yuze, the little old man's expression also improved a lot, especially when he saw Hong Jilong holding the thing in both hands. As the maker of the weapon, although he didn't care about it, he definitely didn't.
Allowing others to insult it and disdain it is no different from insulting himself, so Hong Jilong's attitude made him very satisfied.
The little old man stroked his beard. In fact, it was just an action because he didn't have a beard. He looked at Hong Jilong and said pleasantly: "This is an energy weapon I made to be used by superpowers. In theory, as long as superpowers
When a capable person inputs his own energy into it, it will be able to increase the attack power of that energy and then attack the enemy."
"Theoretically?" Hong Jilong asked in surprise.
At this point, the little old man finally showed an embarrassed expression on his face, hesitated for a long time, and said: "It often takes a long time to put these theoretical things into practice. This is just the beginning. It's just the beginning."
That’s all…”
Thirty years is just the beginning? Hong Jilong didn't say this, but there was inevitably some contempt in his eyes when he looked at the little old man.
The little old man was irritated by Hong Jilong's eyes. He blew his beard and roared: "This is just a failed work. It contains the finished product I just developed. I will take you to see it now."
Hong Jilong was overjoyed. The finished product? Could it be that a weapon that can be used by people with superpowers has been successfully developed?
On the other side, Liao Yuze curled his lips and let out a disdainful "hum".
Although Liao Yuze's voice was low, Hong Jilong still heard it clearly and gave him a dissatisfied look. This guy is so arrogant when he owes someone money!
As the little old man walked inside, Hong Jilong discovered a strange phenomenon. There were too few people in this research institute. Except for the little old man and Qi Bingyan, he actually saw no one else. Could it be that this is a research institute with only two people?
Personal research institute?
Liao Yuze, who was walking behind, saw Hong Jilong looking around and said, "There are only two people in this institute. There were originally more than a dozen people. Later, because they couldn't stand the stinky old man's temper, they all applied for transfer. Only Yan
Yan Cai was able to suppress him, so now there are only two of them here!"
Liao Yuze's words were a naked scolding of the little old man, which made the little old man very unhappy. Although he knew that more than a dozen colleagues were transferred, although he knew it was because of his own reasons, it was like a face, and he would never
I went to uncover it, but unexpectedly, it was finally revealed by Liao Yuze today with just one sentence. Where would he put his old face?
So, the little old man who couldn't stand the stimulation immediately jumped up, rushed in front of Liao Yuze, pointed at him and shouted: "Young man named Liao, do you dare to expose my shortcomings?"
Liao Yuze did not give in at all, and said tit for tat: "Smelly old man, I'm going to expose your shortcomings, what can you do to me?"
"Wow... I'm so angry, boy named Liao, I have to fight you today!" The little old man was so angry that his face turned red and his whole body trembled.
"Come on, come on, who is afraid of whom?" Liao Yuze stepped forward.
"Let's go to the test shooting hall!" the little old man said.
"Wait..." Liao Yuze suddenly stopped.
"Why, Mr. Liao, are you scared?" the little old man sneered disdainfully.
"Am I afraid of you? Stinky old man, I just want to make it clear to you first. If I win, then we can cancel the thirty-seven low-grade spiritual stones I still owe you. How about that?" Liao Yuze said with a sly smile.
"If it's written off, then it's written off..." The little old man was obviously mad and seemed a little incoherent. He wanted to say "If it's written off, it's written off" as soon as he opened his mouth. Fortunately, he didn't lose his mind. He came back to his senses at the critical moment and said with a sinister smile: "
Okay, I was almost deceived by you. If you didn’t tell me, I would have forgotten that you still owe me thirty-seven yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. If you don’t pay me back, I will immediately spread your embarrassing story to the entire world of cultivation.
Let all cultivators see what kind of person the successor of Tianji Sect is."
"Tch, I, Liao Yuze, am a famous pauper in the world of cultivation. Even if you spread the word, what will happen? Am I afraid of you?" Liao Yuze started to act rogue.
The little old man was so angry that he raised his head and said, "Pay me back quickly!"
Liao Yuze didn't show any weakness. The two of them butted heads and said, "I won't pay it back!"
Hong Jilong on the side looked a little dizzy. These two people... they had just arranged to have a duel together, but now they are collecting debts and defaulting on debts. Is this the cultivator? Or the cultivator that his ancestors told him, this is not it.
A cultivator?
Turning around to look at Qi Bingyan, he found that this little lolita was looking at Liao Yuze, with a small face smiling as if she was hiding from flowers. At first glance, she was so obsessed with Liao Yuze. However, the sudden change in her face just now still made him uncomfortable.
accept.
"You scoundrel, do you believe I'm going to kill three of you?" The little old man discovered that Liao Yuze was a super scoundrel, so he had no choice but to threaten him again.
Unexpectedly, Liao Yuze smiled brightly and said: "Okay, I hope you can stab him over quickly. In this way, the three worshipers will definitely help me pay off my debt, and they will save me the trouble of asking me to speak."
Only then did Hong Jilong realize that Liao Yuze was a complete scoundrel. He had played the role of a scoundrel so well that even the ruffians on the market were much more upright than him.
When the little old man heard what Liao Yuze said, he fell silent for an instant. This scene made Hong Jilong feel very curious. He brought this matter to Li Xuesong and the others. Wouldn't it be great if they were willing to help Liao Yuze pay off his debt?
Why does the little old man look so unhappy?
Qi Bingyan, who was next to her, seemed to have noticed Hong Jilong's doubts. She stood on tiptoes and said in Hong Jilong's ear: "There are many people who want to help brother Yuze pay back the money, but this smelly old man just doesn't agree and insists on paying it back himself."
, and it must be done with the money he earned himself. If he used other people's money, he would not let it be returned. Although the three priests knew about this, they never spoke about it. If they spoke,
, based on how much the smelly old man respects them, he will definitely agree." The little Lolita's breath sprayed on Hong Jilong's neck, making him feel itchy but very comfortable. This should be something every man would have.
It feels the same.
Well, after listening to Qi Bingyan's words, Hong Jilong was completely stunned. The relationship between Liao Yuze and the little old man was really complicated. Originally, he thought that Liao Yuze was a scoundrel and didn't want to pay back the money. Unexpectedly, it was because this smelly old man insisted on paying her back.
Using your own money to pay back your debt is a bit unreasonable. He himself has no manliness. Using other people's money to pay off your debt is also his own business. If you insist on letting others pay it, what kind of logic does this make?
At the same time, Hong Jilong also secretly blamed himself in his heart. People should not believe too much in everything they see. The truth of some things may not be what they see. Just like just now, he thought it was Liao Yuze who refused to pay back the money.
Only now do I know that it was Liao Yuze who had no money to pay back. However, someone wanted to help him pay back the money, but the little old man was unwilling. The fault was not entirely on Liao Yuze.
Thinking of this, Hong Jilong suddenly felt that human emotions are really a wonderful thing. It really needs to be experienced in order to understand and know. Today, everything that happened around him taught him another vivid lesson.
Suddenly, Hong Jilong felt that the Bagua was running a little faster in his Dantian, and the halo on the outside also flickered a few times, shining brightly. Although it was only short-lived, it still made him feel very satisfied. This is what he realized.
Power.
When he looked at Liao Yuze and the little old man in front of him, Hong Jilong suddenly felt that they were very cute. At the same time, he also felt that there must be an inexplicable relationship between the two. It seemed that as long as the two did not tell, no one would know.
This is why the little old man refused to ask others to help Liao Yuze pay off his debt.
"Well, I agree with your opinion. I will bet thirty-seven low-grade spiritual stones. If you win, the account will be written off. If I win, the account will be doubled. Moreover, you must
You must pay it off within a year, and no one else is allowed to help." The little old man finally compromised, but still stated his conditions.
Liao Yuze nodded, with a resolute look on his face. It was obvious that he was not happy to be asked to pay off the debt within this year and double the amount. However, he did not think that he would lose, so he still