Looking at this young face.

Fear.

Confused.

Excited.

All kinds of emotions rush to my heart. If the news is known by the outside world, it will be no less than a 12 magnitude earthquake. But if Tang Qing continues to hide, who will connect the two?

Who would have thought that the great loss of kovaro was caused by Tang Qing.

No way.

You can't die on your own.

With a decision, the old man quickly pulls out the grab from under the table and aims at Tang Qing. At this moment, he feels heavy in his hand. His self-confidence is restored in vain, and the situation is back in control.

Sure enough.

Failure comes from talking too much.

The old man looked at Tang Qing with a little more satisfaction.

See.

Tang Qing just smiles.

Villain.

It's true that they often die of talking too much, and so is decency.

Now.

I'm a little bit adrift. I've talked so much to this old guy, mainly because I've been repressed for too long. Except for the soldier, he is the only one in the world who knows about these plans. If there are so many secrets, it's inevitable that he will get upset.

It's on TV.

The villains talk a lot, and sometimes it's understandable. After all, people have been laying out for so long, and they spend a lot of time and energy trying to keep secrets. When they succeed, no one shares them.

It's hard.

By comparison, other people are one or several secrets.

What about him?

He is full of secrets. If he talks with a dying man, it's a relief. Tang Qing is also helpless. His men are too strong, so he doesn't have to fight at all. It's hard to even pretend to be a match.

"Tang Qing." Cried the old man.

"Well?"

"You shouldn't have come in alone."

"Is it?"

Tang Qing is still sitting with ease.

"How many of you have come?" Asked the old man.

"Want to know?"

"Well."

The old man didn't show up this time.

"Dozens of them. Do you want to see them?"

"Good."

Words fall.

The door was pushed open.

Step on.. The old man's face became more and more dignified when he watched the armed outsiders come in. Most of his life's experience told him that these people were all elite forces.

Besides, the weapons one by one had not even been seen.

Tough.

Cold.

Domineering.

The old man was sweating behind his back. The momentum alone made him feel a little depressed. The muzzle of these people's guns was pressing down, which was very unreasonable. His snatch was pointing at Tang Qing's head.

What's going on?

Tang Qing is not their head?

That's right.

Maybe it's looking for someone else's help. Suddenly, two words come out of my mind -- "black prison" and "Tongtian". The former has great influence in African countries, and seems to have a cooperative relationship with Tang Qing.

Yes.

Started a home appliance network company.

By contrast.

The possibility of "Tongtian" is much smaller. This organization generally doesn't engage in offensive business, but is defensive. This kind of action against kovaro, Tongtian.. There are also suspects.

Peers are enemies.

"Let them lay down their arms."

That's not true.

The old man hesitated, but still didn't say it. In this case, it doesn't seem that it's too safe for Tang Qing. "Tang Qing, you have a lot of money. Don't know if the person you invite is a black prison or Tongtian?"

"None of them?"

“。。。”

None of them.

The old man frowned tightly. It's not the two families. Who dares to fight against kovaro? Who can fight against kovaro.

National power?

No.

The complexion of these people is too complicated.

All right.

Tang Qing didn't want to say, so the old man had to ask the next question.

"Where are my people?"

"All faint." Tang Qing smile, "no one to help you, here can stand, only my people, no, there are some of you imprisoned in the next two so-called playthings, they are still awake."

"Wake my men up."

"No, anesthesia, deep coma, no perception."

Silence.

The old man took a deep breath.

No one.

It's all down.

How can this turn over? It's all Tang Qing's people. He is in a helpless situation. For a moment, how he hopes that this is a dream, a deliberately arranged situation.

What bureau?

Simple.

To replace Tang Qing, plastic surgery technology is so advanced. Before kovaro arranged membership, plastic surgery is a routine. Tang Qing is worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and the company has great potential.Crazy.

It's not impossible.

So.

Suppose to try?

"You're going to kill me?" The old man suddenly laughed.

"No

"Let me go?"

"No

"Imprison me?"

"Almost."

"No way, you can't take me out of this country." The old man is determined.

"Is it?"

"Don't underestimate our strength in kovaro. We haven't moved for such a long time. We must have touched some alarm mechanisms. Within half an hour, a thousand people armed force nearby will come."

"That's right."

"Are you not afraid that you can't get out?"

"Not afraid."

He said.

Tang Qing stood up.

"One of the preconditions for them to receive the alarm is that someone starts the alarm, but who says that if your people are dizzy, my people will not be able to take over their work? Therefore, this situation does not hold

"What? Your people? It's impossible. Each of us is specialized in his or her own duties. There are different ways of doing things. If something goes wrong, the following branches will immediately detect it and give feedback. "

The old man is very confident.

Kovaro.

If it had been so easy to be taken over, it would not have existed for so long.

"Is it?"

"Of course."

All of a sudden.

The old man gave Tang Qing a strange smile.

"Bang!"

A snatch ring, reverberated in the office, the old man a stay, my hand did not shake ah, how to go off, but the next moment, he was in front of the scene stunned, see Tang Qing hand in front of his face.

Two fingers.

Caught something he knew.

Bullets.

That's right.

The bullet was caught by Tang Qing's fingers. Suddenly, a chill rose from the sole of his feet to the top of his head. From inside to outside, from the body to the soul, the old man felt as cold as ice, and despair rose.

This man.

It's not about testing him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang. "

The fingers are out of control again, one shot per second.

But.

Still can't hurt Tang Qing, high-speed bullets, as if blocked by an invisible wall, all set in the air, the old man's soul big, eyes wide, almost to stare out.

In the end.

It broke down.

The picture in front of us is terrible. Is it still human?

"Jingle, jingle!"

Cartridge case.

Bullets.

One after another, the sound of metal rings in the office.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

Tang Qing seems to have done a trivial thing, with a relaxed smile on his face. He didn't use a protective cover. In four years, after breaking level 10, his growth rate was even more amazing.

The cardinal number is different.

The bullet was no longer able to penetrate its defense.

Of course.

It's not that he's reckless. At present, he has three kinds of defenses. First, his mental ability. Second, his small shield. Third, the barrier. It can absorb all attacks on him.

This time.

In order not to trigger the last two.

Tang Qing stopped the bullet at a distance from the body.

So.

Even if we break through the defense of Neurology, the second shield will carry it. Even if we break through the second defense, with a barrier, we can't hurt his hair at all. It's very tough.

Neuro defense bullets.

Except for the soldiers.

The old man is the first to see that his staff are so powerful that he has almost no chance to make a move. Thinking about it, he is really speechless and has practiced all his skills in vain.