But he looked calm, without the slightest trace of panic.
Holman's men searched Li Chuchen from head to toe.
But they didn't find the bomb's remote control.
After the search was completed, one of Holman's men said: "Okay, you can go in."
Li Chuchen did not stop.
He strode over to O'Connor.
Li Chuchen patted O'Connor on the shoulder, and O'Connor came back to his senses.
He hurriedly took Li Chuchen and walked into the small foreign building.
Holman is a bad old man. He is already seventy years old, but he has not stopped struggling.
When Li Chuchen and the others walked in, Holman didn't even notice them.
Because he was leaning on the table, writing and drawing, as if he was studying something.
"Hey, Mr. Holman, I'm here to see you again." O'Connor took the initiative to say hello.
Holman seemed frightened.
His somewhat fat body trembled slightly.
Then he raised his head and looked at O'Connor with a dissatisfied look on his face.
And complained: "Damn O'Connor, you scared away my creative inspiration, you bastard."
"Oh my god, Mr. Holman, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do it, I swear."
O'Connor said apologetically, "Mr. Holman, what are you drawing?"
"O'Connor, you don't understand this high-tech thing even if I tell you about it."
Holman said so.
But soon, he said with a proud face, "This is an aerospace fighter. My design will be completed soon."
"What this old man drew is actually an aerial fighter plane!" Hearing this, Li Chuchen couldn't help but show surprise on his face.
Su Xiaoman, a genius girl from the Prison Temple, has been studying aerial combat aircraft.
Li Chuchen heard her say it.
Once an air and space fighter is successfully manufactured.
No one on this earth can be the opponent of the Hell Temple.
Unexpectedly.
Arms dealer Holman.
He is actually also studying aerospace combat aircraft.
What does he want to do? Does he want to dominate the universe?
Apparently this wasn't the first time O'Connor heard about air and space fighters.
However, after listening to Holman's words.
O'Connor said with some disdain: "Mr. Holman, it is not that easy to build an aerial fighter plane. You are already a long time old, so don't bother!"
"O'Connor, are you looking down on me?" Holman was obviously angry.
He quickly opened the drawer, picked up a pistol, pointed it at O'Connor and shouted: "O'Connor, do you believe it or not, I shot you to death?"
"Don't be impulsive, Mr. Holman, I was just joking with you, don't be impulsive!"
O'Connor hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr. Holman, I didn't come here today to make you angry."
"I know you are here to pay back the money."
Holman put away the gun and said, "There are thirteen medium and long-range ballistic missiles in total. Even if they are cheaper, you have to give me 1.5 billion."
O'Connor didn't have time to speak.
Li Chuchen picked up the conversation and said coldly: "Holman, don't be in a hurry to collect the money, first find out who I am!"
"What are you?"
Holman looked Li Chuchen up and down, then said with an unhappy expression, "A yellow-skinned monkey, in front of me, what do you have to be arrogant about?"
"Old guy, if you have the skills, just say 'yellow-skinned monkey' again and see if I don't skin you alive."
Before Li Chuchen finished speaking, his palm had already been extended.
He pulled out the scimitar from behind, before Holman had time to pick up the pistol.
Li Chuchen had already put the full moon scimitar on Holman's neck.