After the New Year, Tang Xin began to study behind closed doors and draw knowledge from the most basic science. He tried to make himself understand the core of science and technology. This meaning is far more important than having only four-dimensional pockets. He has eternal time, which is an unparalleled advantage for ordinary people.
Most of the flight or transportation props in the four-dimensional pocket have anti-gravity systems.
For example, a bamboo dragonfly can fly into the sky when worn on the top of the head. It is definitely not thrust provided by the large palm propeller, but the internal core has anti-gravity device.
If Tang Xin wants to develop extraterrestrial planetary resources, anti-gravity systems are essential. As long as this technology is successfully broken through in reality, all kinds of vehicles that humans currently in space, on the ground, and on the seabed will be eliminated.
Such technology is completely different from all modern conventional power plants.
As noon approached, a guest who arrived on time came to the cell.
"Brother Tang, your lunch is here!"
Dong Tianhua smiled and looked at He Yan, who was carrying the insulated lunch box with an ambiguous look on her face.
This man is usually like a scoundrel, and he dares to make jokes from anyone. Fortunately, Tang Xin is not a petty person. He knows that he has no malice, but he just can't stand the loneliness and find some fun to spend time.
He Yan was also used to Dong Tianhua's pun jokes. She walked to the table without changing her face, put the lunch box on it, turned her head and asked Dong Tianhua: "Don't you go and get the lunch box?"
Dong Tianhua's face changed, and he immediately changed into a flattering smile and folded his hands and sighed: "Sister He is so generous, so gentle and virtuous. Brother Tang is so enviable."
"You say one more word, and you have to go to the prison cafeteria to have lunch today."
Dong Tianhua immediately ran back to his cell and rushed back with the lunch box. Tang Xin and He Yan had already eaten.
He Yan delivered food to Tang Xin every day without any obstacles, which also made Dong Tianhua have a good taste. This was nothing in her eyes. It was just a few bites of food, and there was no need to be stingy. But now she was vaguely worried because Tang Xin ate less and less every day. He looked very strong, but he was obviously thinner.
Tang Xin didn't move the rice, so he drank a large bowl of soup she made, and then put down the bowls and chopsticks. He Yan didn't ask much when he saw this. Anyway, after asking, he was just a formulaic answer that was not pleasing to the taste.
She got up and walked to the table by the wall and started to make a glass of juice for Tang Xin using a juicer.
Dong Tianhua has a good appetite and eats voraciously. In addition to freedom of movement, he is still restricted in other aspects in prison. He cannot go out and cannot find someone to deliver food by himself. So occasionally he eats two meals in the prison cafeteria, and then tastes the food made by He Yan, which is so touching that he wants to cry.
“How is the company recently?”
Tang Xin lit a cigarette and asked softly, according to daily routine, he would take a nap after drinking the juice.
He Yan leaned against the table and replied: "Everything is normal. But some small storm occurred in Shanghai a while ago, and it has been resolved. Oh. In addition, someone hijacked the research team of the medical base this morning, and Tianying has also successfully rescued it."
Whether it is the scandal in Baihe Hospital in Shanghai or the hijacking of the research team at the medical base, He Yan thinks that this should be a trivial matter in Tang Xin's eyes.
Tang Xin was indeed not at ease, but at this time he was free, he asked casually: "Oh? Who dares to hijack the people of Hongxin Group?"
"I heard that I came from Japan, and I don't know the details. If you want to know, then you have to ask He Min."
Tang Xin was very curious. More than half a year ago, Japan sent agents from the intelligence headquarters to Tianhai, but the entire army was wiped out. According to common sense, the official could not have any follow-up actions, because China has resolved this matter privately in diplomacy. If similar incidents occur again and again, it will affect the foreign policies of the two countries and even in a wider field. Therefore, if the Japanese official came to the Hongxin Group's idea, this decision would be at least a cabinet-level political leaders.
"Is it a hijacking the research team? There are hundreds of teams in the pharmaceutical base according to different research. Which research team is the person hijacking?"
The last time Japan came, it was a cure for the S2 virus. Although Hongxin Group's current research projects are priceless in the industry, they can be placed in the entire economic level, and are not enough to make the big shots in charge of the overall situation covet, unless all the resources in Hongxin Group's medical field are taken in one fell swoop.
He Yan casually said: "I heard that the team was going to Baihe Hospital to treat a sleeping beauty disease. This name sounds like a fairy tale, but it is awkward to treat such a patient, but the people and equipment of the research team were hijacked halfway."
Tang Xin was stunned.
Sleeping Beauty Disease?
Japanese people?
All he could think of was one Japanese man: Hiroji Watanabe!
Tang Xin knew Hiroji Watanabe well aware of Hiroji.
The other party’s mother suffers from such a rare disease.
He had an unknown premonition in his heart, so he put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, took out the phone and called He Min.
"Hello?"
"In the morning, Tianying rescued Hongxin's people and found out the origin of the kidnappers?"
"It's found out, and it's already under control."
"who?"
"I am from a consortium in Japan, named Hiroji Watanabe."
"It's him! How did you do him?"
"It's not going well yet. I'm about to deploy someone to find a place in the barren mountain to bury him."
"Stop!"
Tang Xin was shocked when he heard He Min say lightly that he wanted to bury Hiroji Watanabe alive.
It was not because of murder or because of his friendship with Hiroji Watanabe, but because of a reason he started planning three years ago.
"Why? He came to Tianhai secretly, no one knew that he was here. Even if we knew, we could make sure that we did not leak and would not leave any handles."
"Don't ask, where is he? I'll deal with it."
"Oh, the address is..."
Tang Xin hanged up the phone and wiped the sweat off his head.
He Min almost let his plans for the past three years be wasted.
"Hey? Where are you going?"
He Yan asked quickly when she saw Tang Xin put on a windbreaker and was about to walk out.
Tang Xin had already walked to the door. Suddenly, he stopped thinking for a while, looked back at Dong Tianhua, who was still eating with relish. He walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder.
Dong Tianhua turned his head to look up at Tang Xin with the lunch box, and asked blankly: "Brother Tang, is there anything wrong?"
Tang Xin showed a weird smile and nodded, "Well, do a favor, be a scumbag."
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Hiroji Watanabe and Masako Sakai were tied back to back in the villa, and he shouted loudly at Zhang Pengyun.
Zhang Pengyun couldn't understand Japanese dialect, but Fang Zheye could understand it. But he didn't take it seriously.
"Let Tang Xin come to see me! I want to talk to him!"
Hiroji Watanabe kept shouting repeatedly, but no one paid attention to him.
Sakai Masako was discouraged and was actually unsure before coming, but she was still in trouble.
The reason why Hiroji Watanabe was anxious to meet Tang Xin was because he wanted to negotiate!
This group of Chinese people who are well-behaved with guns in their hands are just thugs in his eyes. They have no right to decide. If they don’t know the severity and interests of themselves, then he will die too unfairly.
Only by finding someone with weight and understanding his identity, status and power to negotiate can this crisis be resolved.
The people brought by Hiroji Watanabe have been taken away, so I don’t care what will happen if they will be. Those people’s lives are worthless. His own lives are very noble.
There was a sound of footsteps outside. Hiroji Watanabe stopped calling. He turned his head and looked towards the door with Masako Sakai. He saw a man approaching from a distance. He was a burly and slim flat-neck suit with no shirt inside. The top was open, and half of his chest muscles and the obvious six-pack abs were visible.
This is a bit like a tough guy.
Hiroji Watanabe and Masako Sakai didn't know this person at all, and they had never seen a photo before.
Fang Zheye and Zhang Pengyun nodded to the visitor, and there was no other expression.
The person who came was Dong Tianhua.
He kept walking to Hiroji Watanabe, and when the other party was about to speak, he kicked the other party in the face.
Hiroji Watanabe was caught off guard. He was sitting back to back with Masako Sakai on the floor, but now he fell to the ground. When he endured the pain and wanted to get up and talk, the foot that kicked him in the face stepped on half of his face, making him unable to get up at all.
His face was scratched, and blood flowed into his mouth. He was not at ease with the pain, but his eyes were so bitter that he could only look straight at the floor. His bone-broken humiliation and anger made him grit his teeth.
"My great-grandfather had fought with the Japanese devils back then. Haha, I can step on a Japanese dog today, it's great."
Dong Tianhua rubbed his feet twice before he stopped.
After the other party's feet left his face, Hiroji Watanabe kept his tilted position and kept moving. His eyes slowly moved up, and his eyes looked at Dong Tianhua with gloomy hatred.
"Don't accept it? OK, you'll be convinced!"
When Dong Tianhua saw the other person's eyes, he showed a grim smile and kicked the other person in the ribs!
With a crisp sound, Hiroji Watanabe gritted his teeth and held back. He knew that his ribs were broken!
Sakai Masako screamed. She didn't know what was going on behind her, but she and Hiroji Watanabe back to back, she could feel the huge force hitting her back.
"Don't hurt him! He is the boss of the First Quaternary Bank Consortium!"
Dong Tianhua could understand Yashi butterfly at best, but Sakai Masako's shouting attracted his attention. He walked around for half a circle to Sakai Masako, bent down and squatted down, looked at the woman with a panic-shaped face, and reached out to touch the other person's face and gently stroked it back and forth.
Dong Tianhua suddenly turned around and asked Fang Zheye and Zhang Pengyun who turned their heads and looked elsewhere, "Is this the case when the Japanese bullied us women compatriots back then? Not to mention, although it is shameful, it is very satisfying."
After all, Fang Zheye and Zhang Pengyun are soldiers, so this situation is a bit unstoppable.
The enemy is the enemy, and killing is understandable. To abuse the enemy is contrary to discipline and morality.
You can't become a brainless person just because your enemies are brainless.
You can't become a scum just because the enemy is a scum.
But the two of them received a call from He Min before, and they were puzzled but didn't ask much about why Dong Tianhua, who was not familiar with at all, did this after they came.
A strange situation has happened again.
Just now, Hiroji Watanabe suffered, and Sakai Masako shouted.
Now Sakai Masako stopped shouting, but became trembling, and Hiroji Watanabe began to yell again.
"Chinese, come on for me!"
Dong Tianhua turned around and asked, "Who two of you understand Japanese language?"
Fang Zheye said in a deep voice: "He told you to go to him and don't touch women."
Dong Tianhua grinned, and indeed turned around for a while and returned to Hiroji Watanabe. He squatted in front of him and slapped him on the other person's face, looking like a bear slapped a sheep to death.
Hiroji Watanabe was hurt one after another, and he was really confused.
Not to mention that since he ascended the throne of the No. 1 Quanye Bank, even before, he has never been beaten or humiliated!
"Hey, Japanese dog, do you want to live?"
Dong Tianhua asked Fang Zheye to help translate.
After hearing this, Hiroji Watanabe said in a deep voice: "Do you know who I am? Even Tang Xin dare not humiliate me like this!"
After Fang Zheye translated the words to Dong Tianhua, Dong Tianhua slapped him in the face.
Chapter completed!