MTL - The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)-~ Chapter 29 turned face

The two were taken to a room by the civet cat, and Ma Jie looked up and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Reassuring, not a bad thing, that person is a mechanic, knowing the drawings of firearms. The boss always wants to do something to him, but he doesn't know his details. He doesn't act rashly. Just looking for you is just about the situation."

Ma Jie suddenly thought of life, with faint excitement, can see the civet cat boss, this is a rare opportunity, maybe you can fly on this, get rid of the fate of helplessness, glanced at the yellow-haired cousin, this time is even more The face is dull and envious.

Selling Han Xiao does not need to hesitate, non-intimate, I will let him die.

Sitting in a difficult time for half an hour, the civet cat came in, Huang Mao and Ma Jie hurriedly salute, Ma Jie action is too hasty, not down the heart with a chair.

"Do you know the origins of Korean technicians?"

The raccoon cat is expressionless, making Ma Jie more nervous, his head sweating, stuttering:

"His name is Han Xiao, a loiter who sneaked with me. He was the first time to come to Xidu, no relatives."

The civet cat glimmered, "Is this?"

Ma Jie thought that the civet cat was dissatisfied, thinking hard and thinking, and quickly said: "Right, when he entered the capital, he did not bring anything, dressed very badly, and he seemed to be penniless."

"well."

The civet cat turned and left.

Ma Jie is very eye-catching, and he respectfully said: "As long as the boss is satisfied."

The civet cat has a footstep, like a smile. "You are good, I will follow me later."

Ma Jie’s eyes widened and he was ecstatic.

I am developed!

When the civet cat left, Huang Mao hurried forward and looked up and said: "Ma Jie, I still have to take care of you in the future."

This time, it was the turn of Ma Jie to have a sigh of relief. He tilted his yellow hair and took it. "What did you just call me?"

"Table, cousin."

The roles of Huang Mao and Ma Jie turned around and they were not ashamed of their faces.

Ma Jie vanity was satisfied, patted the shoulders of Huang Mao, smiled, and thought about it. He asked the civet cat next to him: "Brother, take the liberty to ask you something, how does the old conference deal with Han Xiao?"

"It is also said that of course, it is to grab the punishment and force him to write the drawings of the firearms. With the drawings, we can train the gunmakers themselves and then destroy them."

"That's good." Ma Jie was relieved.

......

Less than three minutes later, the civet cat returned and took a look at the unmoved dishes. He smiled and said: "Han Xiao, that's right."

"It seems that you know my name."

Han Xiao smelled the breath of the mountain rain, his face was not moving, quietly put his hand into the backpack, groping for the groove of the light-loaded power arm, rubbing it tightly, and starting at any time, this is the heart Slightly, although he came to the Crow waste shop, it was a pit civet, but he was used to being careful. This is a lesson. When he first came into contact with Xinghai, Han Xiao was still a girl, and he regarded NPC as a The rigid procedures in other games, arrogant, the gully has been overturned a dozen times, even if the sow knows to be careful.

How to overturn the boat? The player was locked up by the resurrection point, Han Xiao could bear it, and was blocked by the NPC for three days...

Hold on, people who talk about black history must be pulled out and play a small hook!

The civet cat's fingers are not light and do not hit the table, slowly said: "Oh, I have been guessing your coming, I did not expect that you were just a rogue who had just arrived in the West, I have to say that you are very cautious. I have only figured out your details until today."

"So?"

The civet cat's face is cold, and turning his face is faster than flipping the book. "Knowing the fun, handing over the detailed techniques of manufacturing the guns."

Knowing that Han Xiao had no dependence and no strength, the civet cat finally decided to start, tearing off the mask of hypocrisy and friendliness, revealing the fangs hidden under the smiling face, unloading and killing.

"I don't want to talk about it at all?"

“What do I have to do with you? We are just a deal.”

"You are not afraid that I will kill and kill?"

Han Xiao snorted.

The civet cat smirked and snapped a finger, and the four men around him took out their pistols and pointed at Han Xiao.

"Do you think that I am not prepared to do anything? It is ironic. Now these guns pointing at you are all made by you."

A total of six shots, across the table are civet cats and four men, the door behind him is guarding two people, in this narrow room, Han Xiao can hide space is limited.

Han Xiao did not move, and slowly said: "Even if I hand over the technology, you will kill me."

The civet cat sneered, he thinks so, only a few people have something worthwhile, and he knows the truth of the roots.

"I hope that you can cooperate with, at least, from some flesh and blood."

"If I don't cooperate?"

"Some of my men are very good at confessing, you will say sooner or later."

Han Xiao suddenly put away the lazy face, and the sharp eyes made the civet cat tremble.

"Do you think I have no way to escape?"

The raccoon cat noticed that Han Xiao’s left hand had been stuck in his backpack and shook his head. “Maybe there is something in your backpack that you rely on, but once you have a change, my men will shoot.”

"If I said that the bag is filled with high explosives?"

The backpack only opened a slit, and no one could see what was inside.

The raccoon cat laughed, he didn't believe this kind of fart. The appearance of Ma Jie was purely an accident. Han Xiao could not make preparations in advance. Who is it?

Han Xiao slowly said: "I don't know who said my details, but obviously, that person has limited understanding of me, you can try to open the computer, enter the dark network, find the latest reward."

The raccoon cat frowned, and Han Xiao had no fear of it, so he had some drums in his heart.

Although he has some power in Xidu, he is placed in the underground world. He is a small snake that does not enter the stream. His eyes are limited and he is not qualified to get involved in the dark net. Therefore, he rarely pays attention to the dark net, and he does not know the reward of the sprout.

The civet cat thinks this is the trick of Han Xiao’s delaying time. Besides, he is the boss, and what does he do if he asks him to do something, isn’t he really faceless?

Han Xiaohao said with a sigh: "You don't believe me, then you have to gamble? Life is always full of accidents. Explosives can exert the greatest lethality in this limited space. First, the explosion, the shrapnel is shot with the shock wave. Covering every corner, the power is bigger than the bullets, then the flames of high temperatures, igniting the house, everyone here will be burned, but rest assured, you will not be burned, because you have been dismembered by the first round of explosive shrapnel Up..."

The men behind the civet cat couldn’t help but take a step back. Han Xiao said that he was guilty and scared them.

The civet cat shouted: "Enough, I am not interested in joking with you, stand up, or I will shoot."

Han Xiao shrugged and sighed. "Can't you discuss it? I put the picture..."

Just then, the last rays of the sun sank into the horizon, and the night dominated the sky.

Halfway through the words, Han Xiao suddenly rioted without warning! The left hand violently clenched the fist, the mechanical arm was like a beast that woke up from a deep sleep, and the backpack was torn into a rag of the sky. He picked up the table in front of him, and the pots and pans and soups were covered with scallops and scorpions and four scorpions.

discuss? No, you can't believe it.

The first four people, two behind them, Han Xiao made a judgment, the table to block the firepower in front, the erected table in front of it, forming a short-term barrier. Then he turned and strode to the door, the robotic arm was in front of him, the momentum was fierce, and the posture was like a cavalry.

Dangdang, the table flipped four times.

The raccoon's forehead was smashed by a plate and screamed at the wound: "Open fire!"

At this time, only two shackles at the door can shoot.

Gunshots!