? Dr. He, who was busy in the hall, had actually seen these three people a long time ago, but he was too lazy to come over to greet him. It was not until Leng Ying came up to invite him that he said angrily: "That kid is not from the base, is he? Bring him here.
do what?"
Leng Ying smiled calmly and said: "Doctor and Doctor, if Mr. Li can't be considered a member of the base, then we are even more outsiders. You must know that without his ancestors, there may not be the current Wuhun Base. "
Dr. He's expression changed slightly and he said: "His surname is Li? Hmm! I understand." After saying something like asking a question to himself, Dr. He immediately put down his work and followed Leng Ying to the young man.
"Hello, this is He Wenfei. How can I help you?" Dr. He's attitude became a little more humble, and he took the initiative to reach out his hand and shake Li Shao's hand.
Mr. Li smiled and said: "Doctor He, I heard my grandfather mention you a long time ago and I have admired you for a long time." He said this, but there was no trace of respect on his face.
Dr. He looked a little excited and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Li to still remember me, Mr. Li. Is he in good health?"
Li Shaowei nodded and said: "The old man is in good health. I want to try the physical enhancement this time. I wonder what the benefits are?"
From what I heard, Young Master Li seemed to think that strengthening his body was similar to going to a sauna for a steam bath or something, and it didn't seem worth bothering with at all.
A trace of surprise flashed in Dr. He's eyes, and he glanced at Yin Lifeng, who immediately took out a metal card from his pocket and handed it over. The English letter 'A' was printed on the card.
"Doctor He, this is the certificate for our third team to complete the A-level mission. Give Young Master Li another chance to receive physical strengthening."
Dr. He took the metal plate and nodded, with a trace of embarrassment on his face and said: "This is best. A-level tasks can be replaced with intermediate strengthening fluids. However, someone is using the intermediate strengthening tank today. At least they have to wait for the people inside to complete the strengthening.
Only later.”
Don't look at the dozen or so large and small glass tanks in this hall, but each one has a specific model and function. The one lying in the intermediate enhancement tank now is Xu Qing. Completing the double S mission can get three enhancements for the team.
Given the opportunity, Ren Bing would decide to let him strengthen his physique during treatment and recovery. This thing is non-toxic, has no side effects, and has no pesticide residue. It is considered as killing two birds with one stone.
Yin Lifeng glanced at the only glass tank in use not far away, and whispered: "It's the people from the fifth team who are using the reinforced tank, right? That loser playing computer is still waiting, so don't we have to wait for at least a few seconds?
Two days?”
Dr. He was about to explain, but He Shang, who was playing on the computer not far away, said coldly: "Who the hell are you calling a waste? I think you, a monkey who has not fully evolved, is a waste.
Your whole family is useless."
He Shang, who has nothing to do all day long, is most afraid of being called a loser. Yin Lifeng's words just hit his bloody sore, and it would be strange if it doesn't explode.
Yin Lifeng himself looks like a human and a monkey, which is also what he hates the most. He Shang's counterattack is so powerful! He points directly at the opponent's pain points.
Li Shaowei was startled for a moment, and the corner of his mouth raised in a soft arc. He Shang who was playing on the computer made him feel a little strange. It was like a group of polite upper-class people who suddenly appeared in a group of polite upper-class people and scolded their mother. It was quite interesting!
He Shang closed the laptop and looked at Yin Lifeng and others arrogantly. Even though the boss was immersed in the glass tank, we brothers can't trip over the pattern, right?
"Hehe! That stupid monkey-like ape-like orangutan-like guy, what's that thing stuck behind your butt? You can't shake it if you swing it around!" He Shang pointed at Yin Lifeng's back and burst into laughter.
.
Yin Lifeng is the vice-captain of the third team, and he is also an official. He is said to be a hundred times more scheming than He Shang, but his level of research on social universities is half as good as his little finger. This guy unexpectedly turned his head and glanced at it.
Hindquarters.
Shit! Not even a hair... Yin Lifeng turned his head and realized immediately that this kid was laughing at him because he had a tail between his legs, so why were he looking at it so stupidly?
"Hahaha! People say you tuck your tail and you still look at it, hahaha..." Young Master Li pointed at Yin Lifeng, who had a face like pig liver, and laughed loudly in vain. This third-generation young master who has lived in a wealthy mansion since he was a child is really happy today.
Damn it, I haven't been as happy as I am today in a long time.
He Shang, an expert in the society, his eyes were more than a little brighter than the average person. He stretched out his hand and gave Mr. Li a thumbs up and said: "Brother, the correct answer is that you have figured it out. Together with those two stupid B-stations
If you lose too much, I'll treat you to a smoke."
It was also a compliment, but when He Shang said it, it had a slightly different taste. It was sloppy, but it made people feel that it was real. This fellow took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket at the right time, took one out and held it between his fingers.
4) room.
Whoosh!
A green watermelon vine snaked out from He Shang's palm, rolling the cigarette and slowly extending towards Mr. Li. When He Shang took out the cigarette, he took a watermelon seed from his pocket and clasped it in his hand, which really showed off.
Once.
Young Master Li's eyes lit up, he reached out to take out the cigarette, and pinched the melon vine at the same time. It turned out to be real. Whoops! The melon vine shrank back as if frightened, and twisted it into several circles around He Shang's arm, like a
I wore some unique armbands.
"Brother, my vine is just like a child's chicken. It is shy when touched and shrinks back." He Shang lit a cigarette by himself and took two puffs of it happily. Normally, he would really be reluctant to smoke this cigarette. Wu
Special gift from the soul, my pockets were in good condition when I helped Xu Qing change clothes, and I deliberately used them to show off today.
Mr. Li took a look at the cigarette and said with a smile: "Special Offering of Martial Spirits, eh, it's a good smoke! It also has good powers."
Yin Lifeng's face turned green and white, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer. He winked at Leng Ying in a vague way. The man understood, and walked towards He Shang with a sinister smile.
"I didn't expect that team five would have a guy with super powers. It's interesting. I, Leng Ying, will come and teach you some clever tricks!"
He Shang secretly thought that something was wrong. He could bluff people with his powers, but if he really tried to do it, he would only get slapped. He turned his head and glanced at Xu Qing in the glass tank, and whispered: "Boss,
You are covered by a glass cover now, who will cover me? Don't worry, I will never show off (to be embarrassed)."
Dr. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Leng Ying, if you want to fight, go out and fight. If you damage the equipment, be careful and I will file a complaint against you."
The equipment and instruments here are all world-class high-end goods, worth hundreds of millions. If they were really damaged, there would be nowhere to buy them if they had the money. Leng Ying is not stupid, he is confident that he can make everything in front of him without breaking anything.
The arrogant boy suffered a little, but the moment he approached the glass tank, his face changed slightly and his steps stopped.
The young-faced Leng Ying lying in the glass tank will never forget it for the rest of his life. He was the one who slapped him into a fat-headed eagle.