There is a saying in this world - you will never know what dangerous guy is hidden in the mechanic's clothes...

In the restaurant, the bloody spirit tribes and blood descendants were stiff and couldn't sit still, wanting to be far away from the top hat.

Mrs. Xia Mora's bloody eyes changed slightly, and she showed a look of fear. She smiled charmingly: "Professor F, I did not deliberately conceal this, because I did not consider this. This is actually your organization, its reputation is too bad, and it is easy to settle the accounts on you."

As she said that, she looked puzzled: "But, Professor F, can the price be lower? You should know that the price I proposed before is already very sincere. It will be a bit difficult for me to pay by 50%.

Crack Crack Crack Crack…

Under the clothes of the top hat, a robotic arm stretched out to support his jaw, as if thinking about the price issue.

"Mrs. Shamora, if you answer me a question, I can use my personal authority to increase the price by 30%. " said the top hat figure.

"Of course. Professor F, as long as it is not a top secret question of the Blood Spirit Clan, I am happy to answer it."

"A month ago, the incident of the escort airship being shot down in Nanluo City was said to have been made by the secret troops of your Blood Spirit Clan. Where is the thing on the airship now?"

The figure of the top hat opened, his voice changed a little, with a hint of eagerness.

"So it's this. Professor F, I happen to know some inside story. After I tell it, do you have to keep your promise?" Mrs. Xia Mora laughed.

"Of course. I have always kept my promise."

Mrs. Xiamora bowed slightly, leaned close to the top hat, and whispered in her ear: "That was not done by our Blood Spirit tribe, it was a battle within the royal family of the Star Ao Empire. It was purely directed and acted by yourself. Just like your organization, this time it was our Blood Spirit tribe who took the blame..."

"So that's it. In this way, the things on the airship are likely to be in the hands of the Star Ao Empire royal family." The figure of the top hat murmured.

"I don't know this. Professor F. I'm very curious about what it is, which deserves your attention. With your position in your organization, is there anything you can't get?"

Mrs. Shamora was very curious that she knew Professor F’s weight in the organization.

"Some things are not something you can get just by wanting to get..."

The figure of the top hat said in a low voice, and the figure became blurred. The sound of "clicking" kept coming from the clothes. Then, the whole person disappeared like a twisted light screen.

"Professor F..., the danger level of this mechanical genius is even more terrifying than that of a high-level heart-yuan powerhouse..." Mrs. Xia Mora murmured to herself.

...

Soon after, the door of the house opened, and my father led Biyula and drove her to the outing location.

While walking, the father and daughter's steps were a little sloppy, and their faces were a little pale, as if they were a little ineffective.

Not far away, a bus passed slowly, and Lin Chuan sat in the seat by the window, tilting his head to sleep.

From yesterday to now, he only slept for more than two hours. He took advantage of the time to get some sleep on his way to work.

Huh..., the bus and the floating car of Bea's father and daughter passed by. Lin Chuan suddenly woke up, covered his forehead, and the corners of his eyebrows were slightly twitching due to the pain.

At that moment, his forehead was like a needle pricked, and he suddenly woke him up in pain.

Covering his forehead, the tingling sensation quickly disappeared, but Lin Chuan's heart thumped.

What's going on with this tingling feeling?

The previous forehead was abnormal, which was a burning pain. The most intense time was when the security office was blasted, it was like it was burned by boiling water.

However, this tingling feeling was different. Although it was fleeting, it made him feel inexplicably terrified.

"Why am I suddenly extremely uneasy?" Lin Chuan murmured, covering his forehead.

Looking out the window and pondered for a moment, Lin Chuan opened the virtual map of the communicator and marked the area where the bus had just passed by.

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The next day.

Security Office Building, second floor office.

Lin Chuan was sorting out the files, all of which were information about the legendary tragedy in Baijiangang. He sorted it out for two days. The case involved too much and it was really complicated.

After stretching, Lin Chuan yawned and felt a little tired. It wasn't how tired he was to sort out these files.

With his quick thinking now, it is easy to organize these files.

He sorted out files during the day, practiced at night and slapped orders for more than two hours a day. He was really tired.

The reason for this struggle was because yesterday morning, he was on the shuttle bus and his forehead suddenly stinged, as if something extremely bad was about to happen.

This kind of uneasiness cannot be found, and this is what Lin Chuan is most uneasy.

However, since he couldn't find the reason, he worked hard to become stronger and made money. Lin Chuan thought of the three plans in his diary, and he had to carry out the three plans he had to do as soon as possible.

Tak, Tak...

Opposite the table, Myron sorted the files with one hand and placed his other hand under the table, making such strange sounds from time to time.

Seeing Lin Chuan look over, Myron looked up and said gratefully: "Lin Chuan, your training method is really useful. In the past two days, I have felt that the flexibility of my palms has been greatly improved. I didn't expect you to come up with this method to improve the practice of the bullet blade."

"It's good that you think it's useful." Lin Chuan smiled, with a hint of strangeness.

In fact, Lin Chuan had any experience in practicing the bullet blade. Just like Jing Kejing, he was a training method specially created for Myron.

The practice of the bullet blade is actually the grasp of the direction of the weapon when the close forces are connected and the moment of collision.

This requires extremely high sensitivity to the control of weapons, hands, wrists.

Exercising the palms and wrists can naturally improve the practice of the bullet blade.

Therefore, Lin Chuan created a method of exercise, using a special rope to tie his wrists, and two iron eggs were tied to the other end of the rope.

Through the movement of the palm and wrist, the direction of the metal ball between the wrist and palm is controlled to achieve the purpose of exercise flexibility.

Although there is no such method in this world, Lin Chuan has seen similar methods on earth, and it was created in one go.

However, when Lin Chuan saw that Myron usually kept his two iron eggs, and was turning his exercise with great enthusiasm, making a "click" sound, Lin Chuan always felt a little painful...

Anyway, this method is useful.

As for whether you can practice [Perfect Blade], it is too far away for Myron. Let’s first practice the intermediate Blade level.

After looking at the communicator and then on the Xinyuan Zhanwang connector, Lin Chuan frowned, wondering, no news was heard.

In the communicator, he was waiting for news from Lu Xiong. His friends entered the military training camp in Raho. Because of his outstanding cultivation talent, he was assigned to a special team as soon as he went there to conduct a one-month closed military training to isolate all external contacts.

After calculating the time, Lu Xiong should have ended the closed training, but there is no news yet.

As for Xinyuan Zhan.com, Lin Chuan is waiting for news about Jing Kejing, I don’t know how the young man’s performance in the camp assessment was.

After all, this was the first time he taught a student in his life. Lin Chuan found that as a teacher, he had a similar sense of responsibility and was worried that his students' grades would not be ideal.

boom……

A loud noise came from the downstairs, which was the engine sound of the beast-type hovering car.

Mu Shuangye immediately jumped up and greeted Lin Chuan and Myron. It was time for the beach vacation.

"Myron, stop sorting it out, put those two iron balls away. Lin Chuan, let's go, let's go on vacation together..."

Myron is a little reluctant. If you have time to take a vacation, it is better to practice your palm and wrist flexibility more. Maybe the level of the bullet blade will be a breakthrough.

As a genius, he is very enlightened. Talent is important, but hard work is equally important.

The respected great teacher of the Mu family also educated him since childhood that as an outstanding genius of the Mu family, he must never slack off. The so-called 99% effort is less than 1% talent, which is actually ridiculous. No matter how talented a genius is, if he is lazy or not, it is difficult to achieve great success. Even if he is a genius, working 1% less effort, he may be overtaken by other geniuses.

Myron agreed with the great teacher's teachings. He never stopped working hard for a moment. In his opinion, such a vacation was a great slack.

"I believe Lin Chuan should be like me. He is not interested in this vacation, and he is even very resistant..." Myron thought so, and turned his head and was stunned.

Lin Chuan came out of the small room in the office and had already changed into a cool dress, a T-shirt with sunny patterns, big shorts with ocean fish patterns, blue sandals, and looks like a sunny boy on the beach.

"Let's go! Myron, stop being on vacation. Why are you doing so hard? Even if you work harder, can you become the strongest?" Lin Chuan greeted and rushed downstairs.
Chapter completed!