"A Qiang, come out. Officer Chen wants to chat with Mr. He alone..."

Aqiang was originally chatting with a decadent man in the office. Hearing Ah Long’s call, he didn’t doubt that he had him, so he got up and patted the man on the shoulder.

"Madam may ask you about some situations and say whatever you have. Believe me, we have mastered the key clues and will definitely get your son back."

"I hope."

The man with a stubborn beard, with a thin and haggard face, and a few wounds on his face barely pulled the corner of his mouth. He wanted to give back Aqiang's kindness with a smile, but it was obvious that he really couldn't force himself so much at this moment.

Aqiang didn't want to make things difficult for him. After sighing a little, he wiped Chen Jingyi's shoulder and walked out.

Cao Wei did not follow in, and he was not in the mood to face a father who had lost his son. It was the police who should be sorry, not him. So he just focused on Aqiang.

"You seem to be able to talk to the person inside?"

"I just...want to comfort him. He is a good father..."

The word father has an extraordinary weight for Aqiang. So when talking about this topic, his face involuntarily showed melancholy.

"You may not be able to see how he looks. He can actually be considered a decent person."

"I have worked alone for more than ten years and have been an executive of a company. I have a monthly salary of more than 100,000 yuan, a big house, a luxury car, a beautiful wife and a lovely son. But because of this accident, he lost everything."

"His wife is already mentally ill and is still in the hospital for treatment. In order to find his son, he lost his job, sold his house and car, found all the relationships he could find, and asked everyone who could ask for. None of the hope was seen."

"Did you see the injury on his face? It was made by him taking the risk of breaking into a community transaction place. If there was no police secretly deploying controls and preparing to kill these community members, I'm afraid he would have been lying at the bottom of the sea to feed the fish."

"He rescued him in the hospital for two days before he was rescued. As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he started to find his son again. To be honest, if we hadn't found him, he might have gone to Thailand alone. Just because he heard a little wind and found a little clue. He planned to go to Thailand to follow the clues. He never thought that he might not be able to go back..."

"Is this strange? He is a father. If a father can't even do this, how can he be embarrassed to say that he is a father?"

Cao Wei said something naturally, and when he heard this, Aqiang was silent first, and then unconsciously dissipated his eyes.

"You are right. He is a father after all. How can a father refuse to sacrifice for his son..."

He looked like this and there was a story at a glance, and from his appearance, Cao Wei could tell that this story must be bitter and deep, and it might be enough for him to hold several packs of melon seeds.

Just kidding, just with this face of the God of Song, it’s not just a second time. Are you afraid that he can’t tell me the reason?

Cao Wei was ready and planned to test the truth from Aqiang's mouth. But Along next to him was very careful and directly changed the topic with a dry cough.

"By the way, we're going to set off tomorrow at noon. Do you have anything to prepare? If there is anything inconvenient, maybe we can help..."

"knife!"

"gun!"

The one who talked about the knife was Cao Wei, while the one who talked about the gun was Zhou Zhiruo who had just walked out of the house.

She had nothing to say about a nearly desperate father. She could only make a promise in a cliché. I guess even Mr. He herself would not have too much expectations for her.

She is not a person who likes to talk big. She is worse than speaking a thousand words than taking a step. She only intends to prove it with actions.

As soon as she came out, she heard Aaron ask this question, and immediately opened her mouth and made a request.

As an ancient man, although she had never had much contact with guns, she could not resist Chen Jingyi herself as a police officer. Her memory of guns was enough to let Zhou Zhiruo know about it.

When Zhou Zhiruo learned about this thing, her first idea was to be amazed. Then she was glad that she had no such a killing weapon in that era, or she had it, but it was just a prototype and was not enough to have any subversive impact. Otherwise, it would be a devastating blow to the cold weapon war at that time and even martial arts people like them.

For example, let’s say that in the late Yuan Dynasty, if you give her a sharp sword, she can directly intersperse the Mongolian and Yuan army with the benefits of her body and strength of her internal strength.

Unless the opponent is willing to mobilize elites of thousands of people for her, with swords, shields and long spears in front of her, and strong bows and crossbows to suppress her arrow rain without regard to death or injury. Otherwise, it would be impossible to force her to a dead end. Even so, they would have to send masters to control the rear, so as not to burn her boats and attack Huanglong, and Wanjun took the general's head from it.

The leader of the martial arts world, the famous Emei Lingbo Xian, has such confidence. But if the opponent is replaced by a group of modern soldiers holding modern guns, there is no more. If you just need a hundred people, you may be able to kill her directly.

This is not an exaggeration, but a clear understanding. Although she is so arrogant, she doesn't even say that she can't even see the reality clearly.

And even a peerless master like her, who is extremely powerful in the world, cannot escape such a result. What can ordinary people in the world use to fight against the powerful tools of this era?

It is obvious that there is no. With such power, a dynasty is enough to completely end the entire world and allow those who are arbitrary heroes and those who violate the ban with martial arts to go directly to the end.

For the world, this is not a good thing. But for the dynasty, especially for ordinary people, this is a blessing. Although this will make the corrupt officials cheaper, in fact, the poor people will benefit more.

Not everyone can stand those people in the world who come and go, and who always want to rob others of their wealth and help their own poverty, and draw their swords to face each other with disagreement.

As the nominal leader of the martial arts world, she really knew this very well.

Many times, many sects have no big differences in their style of conduct and today's club gangs, and even say that their harm is even greater because they control high-end force.

At most, she can only restrain herself, but she cannot fundamentally change all this. This is the limitation of the times. Now, since she has this opportunity, she naturally has to try to change.

It is an attempt to get a gun from Aaron and his group. After all, as they are, it is obviously not difficult to provide more advanced and more reliable guns. This is better than her research on the useless Point 38.

Zhou Zhiruo asked for the gun for research reasons, while Cao Wei simply didn't want to dirty his hands.

The kid in the past was forced to do so due to the situation. At that time, he couldn't carry a motorcycle as a hammer. Not to mention whether he would be so reckless. Just at this price, he was at least 200,000 yuan, so he was not so luxurious.

If he has no choice, he will use his fists and feet. If he chooses, he will naturally use a knife.

The thing was covered in silence, and there was a stench of a corpse. The witch wanted to contact it personally, so I could just chop it up with two knifes and make it fishy?

But when he heard Zhou Zhiruo's words, he was surprised that Zhou Zhiruo, an ancient man, was even more open-minded than him, but he suddenly felt a sudden realization.

Yes! I am now working with serious government departments, and it is not a shameful thing. Why don’t you have two guns to enjoy? Long-distance thrust is not better than the frontal knife slashing rack and splashing all your blood?

Thinking of this, he changed his mouth directly.

"I also want a gun. The stronger the firepower, the better, and the larger the bullet capacity, the better. It is best to be able to directly thrust the opposite side through hundreds of meters!"

"Haha, do you want AK47?"

Hearing this, Aaron laughed.

It's really a joke. If I have such a strong weapon against magic, I need to beg you? I will just pull a hundred or eighty people and then flatten the village?

This is obviously impossible to do, so there will be a request from others. But Cao Wei didn't know, he just nodded.

"Okay, then I want AK47, I won't pick it!"

"No..."

The big man rolled his eyes, and Aaron didn't care about the identity of Cao Wei and his other foreign players. He directly refused stubbornly.

"Do you think mystical weapons are so easy to make? These are all alchemy products, and many parts need to be carved manually. Moreover, because of the power of gunpowder filling, they cannot be used on automatic weapons at all. At most, I can only provide you with a large-caliber revolver like me, and even ammunition can only be supplied with a limited supply."

"Of course, if you want ordinary firearms, I can think of some solutions."

"Can ordinary guns be used to deal with those monsters?"

Cao Wei asked back, while Aaron pondered for a moment and gave an ambiguous answer.

"If the firepower is strong enough, it should be no problem to deal with demons with entities..."

"How, can you still provide a lot of fire?"

When Cao Wei heard this, he was also surprised. What he thought was strange was that if Ah Long had the ability to mobilize large-scale firepower to suppress him, what else would he have to do? He directly crushed him. Are he still afraid that a demon and ghost of a primitive tribe could withstand the sharpness of modern weapons?

Obviously, Aaron does not have this ability. The next answer also confirms this.
Chapter completed!