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After a moment.

When the vehicle driven by Zhou Fengliu reached the top of a nearby hill, Ma Xianhong realized belatedly that there was something wrong with Zhou Fengliu's so-called nuclear talks.

"Old Zhou, aren't you going to look for Yamamoto Yanagishita? It doesn't look like there's anyone here."

After getting off the car, Ma Xianhong took advantage of the scattered moonlight to glance at the dark mountain environment around him.

As far as the eye can see, the surrounding mountains look deserted and uninhabited.

The only advantage that can be said is that the view from this hilltop is very good, overlooking Dongdu Bay.

Standing on the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the city’s illuminated night scene, which is quite suitable for taking photos of the city’s night scene.

...

"Yes, I am looking for Yamamoto, but I need to make some preparations before going to find Yamamoto."

After Zhou Fengliu got off the car, he started calculating the distance with his mobile phone and surveying the terrain on the spot.

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu seemed to be calculating something, Ma Xianhong was also confused about Zhou Fengliu's approach.

It was not until Zhou Fengliu confirmed the position and began to circulate Qi to use the skill of [Transforming Qi into Horse] that he gradually realized how wild Zhou Fengliu's methods were.

In society, you, Jay Chou, are ruthless and don’t talk much.

When a gray-white Qi-guided missile appeared before his eyes, Ma Xianhong scratched his hair in confusion.

The first time he saw the hand-rolled missiles of a great power Qigong, he was speechless as a weapon refiner who possessed one of the Eight Great Skills, the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

Seeing him touch the shell of the Qi-controlled missile, the real touch made him swallow his saliva, and his eyes immediately fell on Zhou Fengliu:

"Can this thing of yours really explode?"

"hold head high."

Hearing Ma Xianhong's question, Zhou Fengliu responded: "If it can't be blown up, why would I do it?"

"It can explode, but the accuracy is a bit poor. I don't know where it will explode. Lao Ma, you are a weapon refiner. Please help me with this launch platform... How can we achieve precise guidance..."

Faced with Zhou Fengliu's humble request for advice, Ma Xianhong was silent for a few seconds.

He is a weapon refiner, not an academician!

The design of the magic weapon... He could help, but the guided missile is not something that only the alien world can do...

"This thing is too deep, I can't control it."

After a moment of silence, Ma Xianhong said this.

This sentence sounds very familiar. When he invited Zhou Fengliu to join him in Biyou Village, Zhou Fengliu saw the magical effect of his self-cultivation furnace and said something like this:

The stove is indeed magical, but the water is too deep and you can't control it...

And now, when he saw Zhou Fengliu's Qi-controlled missiles, he had to say this to Zhou Fengliu.

The water is too deep, I can't control it...

Facing Ma Xianhong, who was already numb from watching him, Zhou Fengliu also sighed silently.

At this moment, he only hated that he was a liberal arts student and didn't have a deep understanding of mathematics, physics and chemistry...

That's it.

The goal is so big, just pick the bigger one.

Zhou Fengliu comforted himself, and then continued with the old method he used on Nason Island. He used the [Qi Transformation into Horse] technique to rub out a simple launching platform with his hands, and used the ability to control airflow to adjust the trajectory of the ballistic missile.

After loading the Qi-controlled missiles, Zhou Fengliu adjusted the position of the Biheshan Group Building, then clapped his hands, looking as if he had accomplished something.

...

Missiles, land-based launch platforms, trajectory correction systems...

After Zhou Fengliu worked out these three pieces bit by bit, they completely overturned Ma Xianhong's cognition and opened the door to a new world for him.

Damn...can we still play like this?

He originally thought that Zhou Fengliu was a cultivator, but who could have expected that Zhou Fengliu would do this to him today.

The God of War who swept the world of aliens was actually a scientist! He practiced nuclear-powered martial arts!

"Has he always been this brave?"

"You guys have access to everything, so why don't you control him?"

Ma Xianhong, whose cognition was overturned, looked at Chen Duo who was confused and asked.

He said that since Nadutong attached so much importance to the Eight Great Skills, Zhou Fengliu's ability to rub missiles with his hands... must be completely controlled to death.

"..."

"what?"

Listening to Ma Xianhong's question, Chen Duo scratched her face. Compared to Ma Xianhong's shock, her face looked much calmer.

On the one hand, it was because she never expressed her emotions, and on the other hand, she had seen it once before on Nathan Island...

...

"Old Ma, you stay here for a while and wait for my notification... As soon as I call you, you activate this Qi-controlled missile. As long as you use Qi to activate the inside of the missile, the missile will fly out by itself..."

Before Ma Xianhong could get Chen Duo's answer, he received Zhou Fengliu's instruction first.

"What the hell?"

"I?"

"You mean I should control the launch of this missile?" Ma Xianhong looked at Zhou Fengliu in shock and asked for confirmation.

Who knows what kind of casualties this big thing will cause if it is launched...

Zhou Fengliu just handed the big missile to him to launch...

Even if Zhou Fengliu could really trust him, he himself was not confident in himself...

"Yes, Lao Ma, you come... You are the most suitable among the three of us. I will go to find that bastard Yamamoto Liuxia later. Chen Duo, I am worried, and you are the most stable..."

Zhou Fengliu patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder and said so.

"this..."

Ma Xianhong feels a lot of pressure...

how to say?

Zhou Fengliu rubbed the sword of Dalmos hanging over the head of the Biheshan Group in Dongdu Bay, and the sword holder who controlled the sword to fall was Ma Xianhong. The pressure was self-evident...

"Be alert and don't lose face...Tonight you are the anti-father of the entire Bihe Mountain."

Zhou Fengliu gave Ma Xianhong a confident look, then drove away in a black car with his thug Chen Duo, leaving Ma Xianhong confused in the deep mountains and forests.

The only thing keeping him company was the night wind and the set of Qi-controlled missiles in front of him...

"I always feel like...something is wrong?"

Ma Xianhong touched his chin. Being an honest man, he realized what was going on belatedly.

Lao Zhou... he wouldn't sell out his teammates, right?

Given his personality...well, it’s hard to say...it’s really hard to say.

...

On the other side, in Yamamoto Liuxia’s villa.

Yamamoto Yanagishita, who was still sleeping, was hastily awakened by a phone call.

He picked up the phone and heard that the voice on the other end was Morita's.

"Chief, the operation has failed."

"?"

Morita's words made the confused Yamamoto Ryushita sober up a lot.

"Action? What action failed?"

"?"

On the other side, Morita was also a little confused when he heard Yamamoto Liuxia's question.

"Chief, didn't you say...diverge your thoughts, fire your guns and kill Zhou Fengliu?"

"I have already distributed weapons. The first group of people attacked the hotel where Zhou Fengliu was staying, but failed to kill him... Many people also fell into the hands of the Yulong Society..."