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The top VIP suite in a luxury hotel.
"It's unbelievable. That Xiao Zhizhi is indeed the top developer of IS. Even if he has developed the fourth generation IS, now he has also developed the fifth generation IS."
A mysterious woman with excellent appearance and elegant temperament is leaning on the sofa. Next to her are some drawings. They are full of various mechanical patterns and precise data, which is enough to scare everyone away. Ordinary people cannot understand it at all.
Not everyone can see the clues in the design drawings of the fourth and fifth generation IS, but not only can this beautiful woman understand it, she seems to be very familiar with it.
"But, are you looking down on me too much?" The mysterious woman picked up the high wine glass on the table and gently swayed the red wine in the glass. The color was as glamorous as blood.
"Do you think I can't see that the design drawing of the fifth-generation IS is only part of it?" After drinking the red wine in the glass, the woman said to herself: "But the value is also great. At least it has laid the groundwork for us to develop. The fifth generation is the way to go.¡±
"I still have to thank you, Xiao Zhizhi!"
The face bloomed with a heart-beating smile, like a beautiful snake, which was pleasing to the eye, but at the same time, a chill and crisis suddenly arose in the heart.
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡±
Thunderous applause suddenly came, and the face of this lazy and confident woman suddenly became extremely gloomy, "Didn't I say that without my permission, no one can"
The woman¡¯s tone was angry, but when she turned her head, her expression froze because it was an unfamiliar face.
"You are great, you even guessed part of the fifth-generation IS design drawing."
Wuchen appeared unnoticed, stood behind the woman, and said with a smile: "You seem to be called Scoville, the boss of the subjugated machine industry, right?"
After glancing at this woman a few more times, Wuchen nodded secretly. She looked pretty, but why was she so vicious?
"Are you that Wuchen!?" At the same time, Scoville also recognized Wuchen's identity and immediately clenched his fists tightly.
"What brought you in? What do those losers outside do for food?" Scoville's face turned red with anger, and Wuchen barged in carelessly. The bodyguard who was guarding outside didn't see it, are you a stupid pig?
No, even a pig will hesitate when seeing people coming.
"Don't accuse your little brothers wrongly. In fact, I have always been here, but you can't see it." Wuchen responded, and immediately he seemed to be at his own home, looking at the red wine bottle on the table, picking it up. Slurping it into your mouth.
"The taste is just so-so."
After Wuchen drank the wine, he threw the bottle away and sat down, "Let's give a speech. I only have one chance to give my final speech, so don't waste it!"
"asshole!"
Hearing this, Scoville was furious. She muttered silently in her heart, and a dazzling white light swept over her body, surrounding her.
When she was waiting for the light to dissipate, Scoville was already fully armed, IS equipment was already worn on her body, and the thick muzzle was aimed at Wuchen's head.
"Idiot, you have stepped into hell and are still so proud!" Scoville sneered: "You dare to enter my territory alone. I don't know where you got the courage. Now I give you a chance. I want to hear it. Your speechno, it¡¯s your last speech!!!¡±
Scoville almost said the last few words through gritted teeth. Wuchen was so hateful that it was extremely rude to break into a woman's bedroom and ask her to say her last words. That's too much. If you are so powerful, why don't you go to heaven? !
"I originally wanted you to die beautifully, but you" Wuchen's figure disappeared instantly.
¡°Whoosh whoosh whoosh¡¡±
Scoville only felt a cold wind blowing on his face, which stung extremely, as if he had been cut by a knife He subconsciously used his hands to protect his face.
"You have to be tortured by me to feel comfortable, bitch!"
Like the voice of the god of death coming towards her, Scoville quickly pulled away his arms, only to see Wuchen looking at her with evil eyes.
Scoville subconsciously stepped back, but
¡°Pfft¡¡±
Severe pain instantly spread throughout his body. Scoville's pretty face was distorted by the severe pain, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".
¡°Where are my legs!?¡±
Scoville yelled in fear.The sound was extremely sharp, and suddenly I felt that my feet were empty.
"Of course it was cut off."
Wuchen answered casually, pointing to the two white calves in front of him, wearing bright red Gauguin shoes
"You devil, I will cut you into pieces!" After being stunned for a moment, Scoville roared sharply, his hair standing on end.
"Being called a devil by terrorists Although it describes me more appropriately, why does it feel so strange?" Wuchen mumbled, and then another flash of light appeared on his fingertips, "I asked you about your last words before, yourself If you have to be tortured to death, who can you blame?"
"Pfft"
The condensed light burst out, and Scoville's abdomen was immediately pierced. A charred hole as big as a thumb was clearly visible. She screamed and her whole body twitched.
"It's okay to be my enemy. After all, everyone has different ideas But, I hate others threatening me the most in my life. It's probably difficult for you to have a whole corpse."
Wuchen walked up to Scoville, placed his right foot on her cheek, and the blazing light spread out. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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