Chapter 542: The Ninth Set of Radio Gymnastics

Panasonic Neiku's pupils constricted, and he looked at the small remote control button in Youbing's hand, his face changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little taboo.

"What? I'm scared! You Bing smiled, picked up the coffee cup again, and drank it squeakily, this coffee is a Blue Mountain tea brand, it is very expensive, and you don't drink it for nothing.

"Heh," Matsushita Neku seemed to remember something, and his already nervous mood suddenly became better, he looked at the leisurely Youbing, and his steps moved forward.

"You are really prepared, but, sir, I want to ask, you have a remote control button, no carrier, how does it work?" Matsushita raised his eyes and stared at Youbing proudly.

"The quality and strength of a country, I think it can be seen from a small cup of coffee, let alone making oil?" Youbing repeated Matsushita's words.

This sentence sounds arrogant, but in the ears of Panasonic Neiku, there is a layer of meaning.

You can figure it out with your toes, and Youbing put something in the coffee. Matsushita's throat couldn't help but twitch. From now on, he didn't dare to underestimate the strength of the person in front of him.

He took out this small remote control button, which was already a very dangerous role, not to mention, if he wanted to continue to do something, then it would be worth it? I can only take a step back.

The two sides are at such a stalemate, and Panasonic Neko no longer dares to move forward.

But Wang Hao grabbed Naoki's hand tightly, insisting on letting Naoki Nakamura give him a good understanding.

Naoki Nakamura is going crazy, this pistol is full RB, and it can be said that it is the latest MIX-478 pistol in the world, using the most advanced meteorite implantation technology, and the power of the bullet is enough to break a person into pulp and melt.

He brought only three bullets with him, and at the same time, only three bullets have been produced.

He originally wanted to intimidate Wang Hao, but he didn't expect Wang Hao to be a seed who was not afraid of death, so he forced himself to shoot.

It's not that I don't dare to shoot, country Z, it doesn't matter if you die, when RB buys these oils, the first idea of development will still be their dream of Greater East Asia.

However, the current problem is that the banner of Selwyn has a tendency to tilt towards country Z.

If Selwyn is killed, it is not a solution, maybe they are preparing to hand over the book, and they are already on the way to country Z.

Naoki Nakamura fell into a tangled whirlpool for a while. At that moment, he felt a tingling in his fingers.

When I looked up, I saw Wang Hao's hand holding his hand holding the gun, and Wang Hao's index finger had been inserted into the trigger, firmly clamping his index finger.

Then there was a cold paralyzing feeling from his fingertips, and he couldn't help but clasp the board machine.

Bang!

A tiny bullet ejection pierced the airflow and penetrated deep into Wang Hao's clothes. Everyone was stunned, including Selwyn, who was watching, and a black cloud surged in their hearts.

Quiet.

The scene was as quiet as death.

Even Youbing raised his head, his eyes covered with a layer of gloom.

Naoki Nakamura was about to struggle to open Wang Hao's arm, but at this moment, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile.

"One more shot, this shot isn't cool enough."

Burst!

As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood poured out of Naoki Nakamura's mouth, his hand kept shaking, and the pistol fell to the ground.

His eyes were full of disbelief, this is a bullet with its own effect that can even melt the steel bars of the teeth! Why is this Z country man in front of him acting like it's okay?

Naoki Nakamura couldn't help but be a little dazed.

But before he could think through it, every inch of the tendons on his body began to hurt, and he reached out to rub it, but there was a feeling of soreness and numbness, and for a while, Naoki Nakamura sat on the ground softly and looked at Wang Hao blankly.

"Mr. Nakamura, are you still going to compete with me for Mr. Selwyn's decision?" Wang Hao looked at Naoki Nakamura with a smile, "The power of your bullet is like a slingshot in my eyes." ”

Like a slingshot.....

Naoki Nakamura's lips trembled, his feet were weak, and he completely lost the power he had just now.

And Youbing's side, Youbing took advantage of the moment when Panasonic Neiku looked at Wang Hao, he jumped high, and the coffee cup flew in a beautiful arc in the air, directly buckled on Panasonic Neiku's head.

Matsushita Neiku turned his head angrily, and before he could react, one of his arms was pulled up by Youbing and held the palm.

Syllable.

The wrist was broken by Youbing, and there was a heart-piercing pain, and Matsushita Neku bit his lip, and his face changed drastically.

Not good!

Before Panasonic Neiku retracted his hand, Youbing had already picked up the remote control and pressed it on Panasonic Neiku.

Airplanes!

Panasonic Neiku only felt that his head was hot for a while, and his body was out of control.

"Young master, what are you going to do with this person," Youbing asked, looking at Matsushita's useless hand with a silver needle.

"Naturally, let them go back." Wang Hao smiled, picked up Naoki Nakamura's gun that fell on the ground, and wiped the dust.

Selwyn on the side also knew what was going on, he called Sinhana, helped the two of them up, tidied up their clothes, and let them send off the guests.

"Mr. Matsushita, in the next ten years, you must not touch anything irritating, otherwise you will get out of control." Youbing kindly reminded.

Panasonic snorted coldly and walked to the elevator entrance, his injured hand in his purse, his face pale and pretending. Force, this person is really a tough bag.

"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try," Youbing smiled slightly, and dragged Sinhana, who was also generally knowledgeable, she didn't speak, and hugged Youbing very cooperatively.

Youbing pulled off Sinhana's white shirt, and under the black bandeau wrap, Sinhana's huge round shape was about to come out, and the eyelids of the men present jumped.

Matsushita's cheeks turned crimson for a moment, and he raised his head uncontrollably, his arms began to rise, making strange and obscene movements, with his elegant appearance, with a comical vulgarity.

"Hey, Youbing, isn't this the ninth set of radio gymnastics in our country Z?" Wang Hao said with some embarrassment.

"Uh... Young master, I came out in a hurry at that time, so I prepared this program..."Youbing was a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, that's it," Wang Hao helplessly watched Panasonic Neku, who was doing the ninth set of broadcast gymnastics, walking into the elevator with a straight face and turning in circles.

It is estimated that from now on, the broadcast gymnastics of country Z will go abroad and run to the world.

Turning around, facing Naoki Naomura's bright brain, Wang Hao smiled, and with a flying kick, Naoki Naoki, who was like ashes, also kicked the elevator with a dead face.

"Mr. Nakamura, you can understand how your body feels when you trim your beard and touch hairy objects in the future."

Selwyn looked at Youbing and Wang Hao with a sneer, and secretly sighed in his heart.

It's good that I didn't provoke these two smiling tigers, otherwise I would have been finished.

Just wanted to step forward, but Wang Hao made a stopping move, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a black long sleeve inside.

"This is the latest research on body armor at our base." Selwin's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wang Hao, "Mr. Wang, I can't wait, can you still tell me what new goods there are?" ”

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, he looked at Selwin and smiled slightly, "Yes, but I won't talk to you." ”