Unintentionally walked into Yelia's study, as if returning to the modern civilized world from ancient times, the decoration of the study is also very simple, but there is a computer on the desk, and the chairs and sofas are all leather modern furniture.

Yelia invited Wuxin to sit on the sofa, and when she saw the tease that flashed in Wuxin's eyes, she smiled generously: "The decoration here was the same as the hall before, but I often work at home, and the office hours are relatively long every day. ”

"Understandable."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Wuxin smiled slyly: "The Night Boss is a smart person, can't you guess?" ”

Elia laughed to herself, "I'm not smart, I'm just a stupid woman." ”

Unintentionally glanced at the military map on the desk, the stupid woman can understand the military map? Can a stupid woman start from scratch and make her business so big?

"I'm visiting the City of Angels just to see someone."

"Who?"

Unintentionally, he looked at Yelia, who was pretending to be stupid, and said, "Dr. Pumifeng." ”

Yelia met the careless and thorough eyes and smiled, "You're late, Dr. Pumifeng has already passed away." ”

Finally telling the truth, Wuxin continued with a smile: "I know that Dr. Pumifeng is dead, but I know that he has a son, and the nuclear bomb development and manufacturing technology left by Dr. Pumifeng is in the hands of his son. ”

Yelia looked shocked: "You found out this yourself?" Or Thor, what they told you? ”

Unmoved: "They told me." ”

Yelia snorted: "They confessed, in that case, I don't have to hide it, we are also looking for a force capable of developing nuclear weapons, we can provide technology, and we can work together to develop nuclear weapons." ”

There was a wise light flashing in Wuxin's eyes, listening to the meaning of Yelia's words, they have already found forces that have the ability to develop nuclear weapons, there are many non-nuclear countries today, but there are not many countries that have the ability to develop and manufacture nuclear weapons, I don't know who they have found?

"No matter who you've been looking for, I'm probably the most sincere."

"The Nalan family has also approached us, and they are also very sincere, but we haven't started talking yet, and suddenly there is no news on the Nalan family's side."

"Something seems to have happened to the Nalan family."

Elia was curious, "What's the matter?" ”

Wuxin shook his head: "I don't know about their own internal affairs. ”

"How's your talk with Thor?"

Wuxin didn't answer and asked: "I want to know who has the final say in the Temple of the Gods?" ”

Yelia replied, "The five of us have the final say, and if there is a big matter, the five of us will sit together and discuss and vote." ”

Wuxin nodded: "I know, the God of War and the God of Wind are not in the City of Angels at the moment, it seems that I can only wait for them to come back and talk with you." ”

Yelia said lightly: "The god of war is participating in a peace meeting of an armed organization in central West Africa, and he will be back the day after tomorrow, and the god of wind is healing in the Gallic Empire, and he may not be able to come back in a short time." ”

"What disease does Aeolus have?"

Yelia's face became solemn: "Cancer." ”

Wuxin raised his eyebrows, very surprised in his heart, but he was very calm on the surface, and asked sharply: "Is there a successor to the wind god?" ”

Yelia sighed, "The wind god has only one young son. ”

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

He said unintentionally: "Sixteen years old is not young, I know a little fox, sixteen years old can turn an empire upside down, and several big forces have been played by him." ”

Yelia covered her mouth and smiled: "The little grandson deer of the Great Snow Mountain?" ”

"You know him?"

"I've just heard that West Africa is famous for having a peacekeeping force in the snowy mountains."

Wuxin remembered that he had suffered the loss of the Daxue Mountain Peacekeepers on the battlefield in West Africa, his face was not very beautiful, and he said depressedly: "Don't underestimate sixteen-year-old children, their thinking is too jumpy, and they act wildly, which may be more of a headache than some old foxes." ”

Yelia couldn't help but laugh, it seems that she has no intention of suffering Bailu's big loss, and has become a little nervous, thinking that every sixteen-year-old child is a demon.

Subsequently, the two talked about some business matters, and unconsciously talked about the early morning, when they returned to the hall, Yue Wujian and Han Yue had already fallen asleep, and they had no intention of waking up their two younger brothers, and said goodbye and left.

On the way back to the Thunder God Mansion, Han Yue drank half a bottle of water, poured half a bottle on his face, shook his head, and splashed water droplets everywhere......

Yue Wuqian said with disgust: "Han Yue, you are dirty. ”

Han Yue rubbed his temples: "Don't you feel a headache?" ”

"A little." Yue Wujian also touched his forehead: "We can't drink a fake bar?" ”

“(￢_￢)”

After Han Yue sobered up a little, he looked at Wuxin and asked, "How are you talking?" ”

Wuxin shook his head: "No progress." ”

Yue Wuqian was surprised: "No progress? What did you talk about all night? ”

"We mostly talk about business."

Yue Wuqian smiled lewdly: "Did you talk about hundreds of millions of projects?" ”

“(￢_￢)”

Wuxin raised his hand: "Looking for a fight?" ”

Yue Wujian dodged for a while, and said, "What are you all talking about?" ”

Wuxin didn't answer, and after a few seconds of silence, he said secretly: "The City of Angels may be in trouble." ”

"What's the mess?"

"Fengshen has cancer, and his days may be running out."

Han Yue asked solemnly, "Doesn't the Wind God have an heir?" ”

Wuxin said lightly: "There is only a sixteen-year-old young son, I heard that it is a waste." ”

Han Yue touched his nose: "As soon as the Wind God dies, there may be turmoil in the Temple of the Gods, if foreign forces take advantage of the situation, the situation in the City of Angels will not be good, not only will it affect our cooperation with the Temple of the Gods, but it will also affect the situation in West Africa in a far-reaching way." ”

"That's right." Wuxin calculated: "So we must reach a cooperation with the Temple of the Gods before the death of the Wind God, and at least get the nuclear weapon development information left by Dr. Pu Mifeng." ”

"Then it's going to be a showdown with Thor."

"Yes."

At two o'clock in the morning, a convoy of more than a dozen military vehicles returned to Thor Manor, a pretty figure stood in front of the gate of the castle, and Teng Tieyi, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at the carelessness of getting off the car, and took two steps forward.

"Thor wants to see you."

The corners of Wuxin's mouth curled: "I also want to see him." ”

Teng Tieyi led Wuxin to the temple, Wuxin walked into the temple alone, and the god of thunder who was praying heard the movement, got up and turned around, smiled and made a gesture to sit down.

"We need to go deeper."

Wuxin didn't talk nonsense: "The time of the wind god is running out, if the city of angels is in chaos because of this, leading to the invasion of foreign forces, your situation will be difficult, now you should be more eager than me to develop nuclear weapons, so why are you delaying time?" ”

Thor stopped laughing and sighed, "I'm also forced to do it. ”

"As a last resort?"

Thor smiled bitterly: "I didn't lie to you, the old Dr. Pumifeng died, but he has a son, who is also a doctor, and the little Dr. Pumifeng inherited everything from the old Dr. Pumifeng, they are the new Dr. Pumifeng in our angel city, and he is indeed on vacation abroad, originally he was going back in the next few days, but there was a little situation temporarily." ”

"What's going on?"

"He's in a bad mental state."

"Huh?"

Thor showdown: "Little Dr. Pumifeng suffers from severe schizophrenia and is currently being treated abroad. ”

Stunned, schizophrenic? This is an extremely serious mental illness, and when it occurs, it may forget everything, so the nuclear weapons development technology left by Dr. Bhumifeng Sr. may be forever dusted......

The Temple of the Gods is about to change.