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Chapter 15 Cape of Storms

"Have you brought what I want?"

The completely sealed chemical laboratory is filled with a variety of precision instruments, and a figure wearing a thick white chemical protective suit speaks in a vague voice.

The burly silver-haired old man in an Armani custom-made suit stretched out his hand. What was placed in his hand was a slender glass tube with a golden-red liquid inside, and white bubbles beating slightly at the top. No one would have thought that this

What terrifying power is contained within a tiny glass bottle.

The old man in chemical protective clothing looked through the transparent protective mask and stared obsessively at this golden-red color that seemed to have infinite vitality, like the rising sun.

This will be the coming of a new era!

"In addition to Li Yongyuan's condition of joining the Kassel College Executive Department for three years, you must also provide me with biotechnological information on your orthodox purification of dragon serum from dragon blood." Angers suddenly put away his palms, a look on his face.

A thought-provoking smile, like a profiteer who is sitting on the ground and raising the price.

"make a deal!"

As a legendary figure in China's business field, Li Chengqian was surprisingly cheerful this time and did not even give Angers a chance to raise the price again.

"It seems that my asking price is still too low." Ange shrugged jokingly and said briskly.

"There is a saying in China: A person can eat as many bowls of rice as he can. If you eat too much, you may choke to death!" Li Chengqian's originally kind face suddenly darkened, and he showed the fury of thunder like a king, and slowly uttered a naked threat.

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"My appetite has always been very good, and my appetite is as good as that of young people." Angers grinned, revealing sharp white teeth.

There is no doubt that even if there is a dragon king standing in front of him at this moment, Angers can use these blade-like teeth to tear off its flesh and blood alive, chew its bones, and swallow it bone and scale.

Enter the stomach.

"Then how many 12.7x99mm caliber Browning machine gun bullets can you eat? Will it break these good teeth?" The old man suddenly raised his hand, the magnificent golden dragon pupils ignited, and Yan Ling Tianyan activated.

Sequence No. 88 of the Periodic Table of Word Spirits, Word Spirit·Tianyan, after being released, it greatly strengthens the brain's thinking and computing ability. It can quickly build huge mathematical models in the mind, put hundreds and thousands of numbers or other information into it, and transform into a human form.

It performs high-speed calculations at the supercomputing level and is the pinnacle of auxiliary speech spirits.

The old man relied on this special ability to remain undefeated in the turbulent business war.

In an instant, seventy-nine small holes suddenly appeared on the silver-white metal walls of the sealed laboratory, and the dark luster of cold metal instruments shone inside them.

There is an XM312 light heavy machine gun prominently placed in every deep hole. The machine gun bullets are all loaded. As long as the connected fully automatic ignition system is activated, it can spit out dense gun flames for two minutes without interruption.

After two minutes, the machine gun barrel will rapidly deform due to the friction and heat accumulation of bullets with a firing rate of over 600 per minute, turning it into a fire stick.

But in just two minutes, this place will become an absolutely dead place. Except for the metal bullet casings on the ground, there will be no living creatures, not even a tiny mosquito. If there is a mosquito that can sneak into the basement of Li's Heavy Industry

At the bottom level.

The angles at which all machine guns are placed have been measured most accurately by the old man in the state of Yan Ling Tianyan. Therefore, no matter how terrifying the power of Time Zero is, or how fast the folding knife in Ange's hand is swinging, it will never be able to withstand such ferocity.

And there is no blind spot of firepower.

Because Li Chengqian put himself into this dangerous chess game, trading pieces for pieces!

Therefore, there is no solution to this game! What’s more, Angers is a bad chess player.

The relationship between the two instantly went from being old friends who had not seen each other for many years to now becoming tense.

"Old guy, you are still so impatient." Angers still smiled lightly despite this tense situation, as if he was on vacation on a Hawaiian beach.

"Even when the ancient Pheniki traders traded with West African blacks by sea, they would first unload the goods on the shore and then return to the ship, and then light up a puff of black smoke as a signal. After seeing the signal, the black people would

There is gold prepared next to the goods. If the Pheniki are satisfied with the amount of gold, they will accept it and finally leave.

If they are not satisfied, they will wait on the ship until the black people's increasing amount of gold reaches their satisfaction before leaving." Angers solemnly told the former business boss about ancient business practices, somewhat dissatisfied that he was talking to him.

The impatience shown by the other party when bargaining.

“So the Carthage state established by the Phenicians was completely conquered by ancient Rome in the Third Punic War. Even in order to prevent their comeback, the ancient Roman Senate insisted on razing the city of Carthage to the ground.

So, the ancient Roman soldiers burned this beautiful ancient city to the ground. The red flames burned for seventeen days and nights, and even the tall and solid city walls turned into ashes and disappeared into the sky and earth." Li Chengqian slowly told the story of the demise of this ancient country.

Shi, his face is still as cold as an eagle.

"Prosperity will eventually fade away, leaving only chaos everywhere. This is almost the same as your old Chinese saying, 'If we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide.'" Angers considers himself a foreigner who is proficient in Chinese culture.

"No, no, this sentence is based on the rule of the feudal class and has certain ideological limitations." Li Chengqian opened his mouth to refute Angers' point of view, with a serious attitude like an old scholar in the laboratory.

But what the hell is happening all of a sudden in such a situation?

Shouldn't it be a real show of skill between the two sides now to see if they should sit down and seriously discuss the deal, or should the strong one eat the weak one's capital and then kick him out with a laugh?

Countless black gun barrels seemed to be spitting out fierce tongues of fire in the next second, enough to smash their old bodies into sieves in an instant. If they continued shooting like this for two minutes, it would probably be like being thrown into a giant juicer.

, in the end there will only be a pool of flesh and blood left.

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"Hahaha, I received another batch of freshly picked tea a few days ago. Remember to take it with you when you go back." The old man in a white chemical protective suit stretched out his hand and patted the waistcoat of Angers' exquisite black suit.

, spoke enthusiastically. A pair of dark eyes stared directly at him through the mask, as if to say, if you refuse, you will not give me face.

They had just talked from the south of the sky to the north of the sea, from Nordic mythology to Chinese legends, from the world structure to old age life. The previous unhappiness seemed to have disappeared, and the two of them were holding hands together like old friends.

"Absolutely, I will bring back a few more packs of different flavors this time. Now there are more and more old professors in the college who like to drink tea." Angers responded with the same laugh, his eyes affectionate, separated by the thick

The glove held the old man's hand tightly, and the golden-red blood potion in his hand passed to Li Chengqian's hand.

This picture is enough to make everyone who knows them feel confused in the wind after seeing it.

Say they have a good relationship, because they were clearly going to fight before. Say they have a bad relationship, and now they act closer than brothers who have been together for decades.

"By the way, is Li Longyuan's word spirit really just as simple as the Eyes of the Wind King? Will it derive a series of special abilities, such as the light kung fu and sword energy written in your ancient Chinese martial arts novels!" Angers stretched out his hand.

The index finger calmly pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the transparent medium refracted strange light.

The 74th-ranked Word Spirit: Eyes of the Wind King is also known as the Storm Horn, and the danger level is judged to be high. This type of Word Spirit can trigger powerful tornadoes, and their power depends on the number and scope of the tornadoes. In the right air

The environment can produce super storms, which are extremely lethal.

Theoretically, the caster can float into the air with this word spirit, but in reality no one can do it. Because even the releaser himself cannot control the power of the storm, and the consequence of being exposed to the storm can only be falling to death. Because it is the first

The first time it was recorded in detail was in the Cape of Good Hope in Africa, and the Cape of Good Hope was also called the Cape of Storms, hence its name.

Angers originally knew the limitations of this high-risk word spirit, but it wasn't until he saw Li Longyuan using this word spirit to climb up the rooftop of Li's Heavy Industry with his bare hands that he suddenly realized it.

How could the orthodoxly elected heir be a simple young man? This is a behemoth even more mysterious than the Secret Party. Even with his experience and knowledge of more than a hundred years of living, he can only reveal this through reasoning.

The tip of the iceberg of a prehistoric beast.

"Who can guarantee that these ancient martial arts must be fictitious? Maybe there are many more hybrids that have left their names in the history of China than what your European secret party has studied so far." The old man smiled, mysteriously.

The Li family's orthodox tradition has been passed down for thousands of years, and no inheritance has been lost due to turbulent changes in dynasties. Many ancient books and information about dragons and hybrids can even be traced back to before the pre-Qin period.

In their eyes, the secret party, which was originally composed of seven European mixed-race families, was just a child.

They quietly watched it grow step by step. The original intention of slaying the dragon was gradually lost in the ambition of eternal life, and now they are even trying to get closer to the forbidden realm of God.

But orthodoxy neither cares about nor discourages this, just like a superior god looking down on the sad mortals.

A glimmer of understanding appeared in Ange's eyes, and the old man's disguised affirmation had proved what he had in mind.

In fact, many famous generals in world history are of mixed race, such as Japan's Miyamoto Musashi and Oda Nobunaga, Europe's Archduke Dracula, China's Lu Bu and Zhao Yun and other fierce generals.

Only by relying on this kind of physical fitness that far exceeds that of ordinary people can they easily achieve brilliant achievements such as killing thousands or even thousands of people on the battlefield.

Now it seems that there are more characters in Chinese history worthy of being discovered by the professors of dragon history at Kassel College.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Li Chengqian's hand holding the golden-red glass tube was raised again, and the dark hole in the silver-white metal wall slowly closed.

"Let's go!" Ange waved his hand lightly and walked towards the closed metal door in the direction he came from.

"Bang!"

There was a huge roar, and the 19cm thick stainless steel metal door was punched through from the inside out. Red alarms continued to sound in the closed laboratory.

"This door needs to be repaired. It's broken." The elegant old gentleman slowly put away the folding knife in his hand and said calmly. Then he raised his suit trouser leg and kicked the nearly one-ton metal door with a powerful kick in the air.

Gotta fly out.


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