Guan Changsheng's body stiffened, then softened in vain, his heart was churning, no matter how many little thoughts he had, he was gone.
Mingrui is a man who is cautious in his words and deeds, and his words can be trusted.
But he didn't even know about such important news...
Guan Changsheng felt suffocated. He quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, and then... he slid to his knees very quickly.
The door of the conference room was opened from the outside, and a row of armed men with live ammunition guarded the door.
Guan Changsheng: .... He can't help it, he doesn't need to be guarded like this, it's so scary.
The last little sprout of happiness in my heart was cut off.
Now Guan Changsheng is very well-behaved and says whatever he knows.
Shen Qing and Qin Yi anxiously pushed aside the armed men and walked straight towards Sangsang, "My little ancestor, you are trying to scare people to death."
As soon as the people who obtained the organization targeted Sang Sang, Shen Qing's heart couldn't bear it.
She was going to make a mistake...I didn't dare to think about it.
Sangsang, who had been squinting lazily just now and chewing again and again, felt excited all over when he heard the words "little ancestor".
"What did you call me just now?"
Sangsang was panicking: Little Ancestor? He calls me Little Ancestor? Does he know my identity? What should I do? Will my identity as an alien be exposed?
Calm down, to be precise, she should be regarded as their ancestor...her ancestor. This statement is not accurate, and it must not be called her.
Sangsang pretended to be calm, "I'm not the little ancestor."
"Of course you are not, you are a sweetheart, dear..." Qin Yi also followed behind and became angry, his mouth slumped, and his words seemed to have a different meaning.
Suddenly, a harsh and sizzling sound came from the earphones hanging on his ears. He quickly explained: "Everyone's little sweetheart."
Seeing his boss giving him a fierce look, Qin Yi curled his lips in misery. That man is becoming more and more humane now and is becoming more and more difficult to deal with.
Oops, looking at the attitude of the special personnel in front of him towards Qin Sangsang, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart: thank you for your indecision, and thank your ancestors for their blessing.
Fortunately, I didn't really attack Qin Sangsang, otherwise...
Guan Changsheng was taken away, and soon only Sang Sang, Mingrui, Shen Qing and Qin Yi were left.
Mingrui was stunned by the looks in Shen Qing and Qin Yi's eyes.
That kind of heat is like seeing a peerless beauty.
Shen Qing rubbed his hands obscenely and leaned towards Mingrui little by little, "Mr. Ming, show me your thighs."
Mingrui:…..
Qin Yi: Director, you look like a pervert.
In the end, Mingrui repeatedly confirmed that the other party was full of serious thoughts, and then reluctantly rolled up his trousers, revealing his silver right leg.
"Cool..." looks like a very special tattoo with a strange beauty.
"Shen Ju, you said that if I cut off my own legs, would there be any chance of me being like him?"
"The examination of Guan Changsheng's ankle just now revealed that it was a comminuted fracture, caused by the gravity impact... Could it be that he kicked you and hit the iron plate?"
Qin Yi smiled and joked.
But Mingrui's expression was expressionless, and Sang Sang's expression gradually solidified.
"...It's really made of iron."
Shen Qing picked up the ashtray on the table, "Do you mind?"
The crystal ashtray, which seemed to be extremely solid, hit Mingrui's right leg, and the sound of metal collision made people truly realize that the leg in front of them was really made of various alloys.
The ashtray broke into several pieces, and crystal slag flew in all directions.
Qin was shocked and tried to stop Shen Qing's movements, "Director, Director... don't do this, you will be complained..."
He couldn't say the next words, they were stuck in his throat.
On Mingrui's leg, where the ashtray hit him, there was a circle of silver light with water ripples, and it quickly calmed down.
Mingrui looked at his legs silently, "...Are you a little weak?"
"The latest discovery is that in addition to having biological nerves, metal is also extremely hard and strong."
Mingrui's right thigh was placed on the table, and he was lying on a chair with strange movements.
What was even more unsettling was that opposite him, Shen Qing held up his mobile phone and patted Mingrui's thighs left and right.
Either the thighs were roasted on fire, the calves were cut with knives, or the soles of the feet were spiked... All the cruel and inhumane tortures were done.
The video is packed with researchers wearing biological suits, all of whom are characters from textbooks.
[How did you do it? Why can you have both biological and metal attributes? 】
This group of people, who could shake up half of the country with just one stomp of their feet, are now scratching their heads and scratching their heads, puzzled.
Just like the students in class who couldn't solve the problem assigned by the teacher, they pulled their hair and looked in pain.
Sang Sang also curiously gathered next to Shen Qing, watching the group of people on the opposite side of the video making various quotes and speculations...
There was another left leg in front of them, exactly like the one on Mingrui.
This picture looks a bit scary...
The voices in the video gradually grew louder, discussions turned into arguments, arguments turned into quarrels, and quarrels turned into fights to the death...
Just when several old men and women, whose bodies were still trembling, were pinching each other, Sangsang asked strangely: "Why are they arguing over a wrong answer?"
It's like one person says 1+1=3, but another person says 1+1=5.
Then the debate started over whether it was 3 or 5.
Sang Sang's cute face was displayed on the screen.
【Yes, we can also ask her.】
A kind of fear that was dominated by Shen Qing's questions before came over.
After several days passed after the Secret Service personnel sent the thigh to the laboratory, they had no idea what to do with it.
Substance? Unable to analyze.
Composition? Don’t know.
The composition principle? I don’t know.
There was a time when Daxia was blocked by human technology, and it relied entirely on dead ends and bits of analysis and derivation.
As long as there is a small gap, they can drill it into a big hole.
Unfortunately, with this thing in front of them, they don't even know where to start with their research.
Finally, everyone came to the conclusion that this was an existence beyond the limits of human imagination.
It's like you put a car in front of an ancient person and asked him to study it.
Sang Sang felt that she had a terrible day today. A simple video connection turned into a remote teaching conference for Sang Sang.
Moreover, this is a group of young and dull students.
Only Sangsang in the world dares to say that this group of people with a collective average IQ of over 160 is stupid.
"Do you understand this question now?"
Their faces were extremely serious, but their eyes were obviously confused.
No one said anything.
Sang Sang's calm mood gradually increased, "If you know how, can you give me a shout?"
"Zhizhi..."
"Zhizhizhi..."
Shen Qing huddled aside and did not dare to speak. Qin Yi boldly said: "One squeak means yes. They squeaked several times, which probably means no."
A group of white-haired old men and women stared at Qin Yi several times in embarrassment: Just tell the truth.
