Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

"Boy, study hard and watch well, you still have a lot to learn?"

Chapter 527

at this time.

Professor Hong rushed into the RV angrily.

Walking into the RV, he tore off the gas mask on his head, pointed at Wu Lang out of breath, and said, "Boy Wu, quickly ask your subordinates to carry the corpses of the two saints down for me."

"Corpse? What corpse?"

"Oops, I almost forgot about the saints."

After speaking, he made a suddenly realized expression, Wu Lang said to Wu Tian next to him:

"Wu Tian called two people and invited Gu Qingsi back to our car first."

"Wu boy, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Professor Hong became anxious.

It's just that Wu Lang didn't answer him, but after looking at Angel Wu, Wu Tian understood and quickly walked out of the caravan.

For Gu Qingsi, this is the most critical part of whether he can get 2000 tons of supplies.

Professor Hong watched Wu Tian go down, and hurriedly chased him out.

It's just that Wu Lang stretched out his hand and stopped him after he took two steps.

"Professor Hong, don't worry, you don't have a gas mask? You don't think you also admire the so-called new human beings in Wells, the Bald Eagle Country, do you?"

"Fart, I don't even bother to be with Wells' half-jar of water, Wu boy, let me go, you can't take Gu Qingsi away, I only have such a test subject, and the experiment must be carried out as soon as possible ..."

"Professor Hong, I don't understand research, boy, but I don't think there is any rush for scientific research. Don't worry, I have a small financial dispute with the guards. When it's over, I'll take Gu Qingsi offers it with both hands."

"Not only Gu Qingsi, but also the saints taught by these four apostles today."

"No, the matter between you and the guards is your matter, I don't care, but I can't delay my research."

At this time, Mr. Qian came back to his senses after being quarreled by Professor Hong, and immediately joined the debate.

"That's right, Old Man Hong is right, and since Kid Wu is an ornament, don't you mind if I go up and admire it?"

When Qian Lao was talking, his eyes had already begun to patrol the interior of the RV.

Want to see where there is access to the roof or if there is a ladder in the car or something.

"Never mind! Mr. Qian, I'm superstitious, so I specially made a thing on the RV to keep you safe when traveling. I don't like to touch it."

His words are absolutely not mixed with water.

He believed in Pangu, and Gu Qingsi, who is sober, can testify to this matter.

There is nothing wrong with using the Prism Cannon to keep you safe when traveling.

Who dares to say that he can block one shot from the Prism Cannon, if there is, then two shots.

In the end, if you are not interested in touching, there is no problem.

The Prism Cannon is one of his reliance, and it is not for sale.

Besides, what if the complicated parts inside the Prism Cannon are damaged?Couldn't even find a place to fix it.

Even if it hadn't been destroyed, whoever Qian Lao was, if he saw it as a white ticket, then he would have directly lost money to his grandma's family.

We must know that people often miss the finishing touch. With this finishing touch, many things seem to come naturally, it is so simple and so natural.

"You...Wu boy, I can tell you that at my age, I have high blood pressure, heart disease, internal and external rheumatism, coronary heart disease... If you make me angry, believe it or not, I will rely on you Not leaving."

Good guy!

Wu Lang called him a good guy.

I have never seen Pengci so confidently.

This is really what people can do when they are pushed into a hurry.

Mr. Qian directly mentioned 20 common diseases of the elderly in one breath.

Wu Lang gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Old Qian, I admire you. It's okay. The medical conditions and food in my refuge are quite good. You are welcome to visit."

Come if you have the ability, and don't even think about leaving when you come.

At that time, Wu Lang stipulated that he must clock in the laboratory for 10 hours a day, otherwise he would not be given food.

Wu Lang's reticence made Qian Lao, who was about to touch porcelain, at a loss for what to do.

For a scientist of the older generation who is obsessed with research and lacks some sophistication, it is like a woman hangs herself after crying, making trouble and hanging herself three times.

In fact, I can't blame them, but when they were in the Academy of Sciences, they didn't need to finish all three tricks to be satisfied. As a result, Wu Lang can pay attention to them and let them down at ordinary times, but at this time, he won't do such stupid things. , put yourself into passivity.

At this moment, Professor Hong, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, saw that Mr. Qian had stopped cooking, and made up for himself to play again.

"Wu Lang, your father-in-law and I, Wang Yingjie, are old friends. For the sake of being friends with your father-in-law for so many years, please be accommodating, first take out the other four saints, and let me spend the half-hour The changes in their bodies were recorded, which will definitely be of great help to our future scientific research progress."

It's just that when he finished speaking and looked at Wu Lang with eyes full of sincerity, Wu Lang smiled and shook his head at him.

"Professor Hong, I really don't know what saints you are talking about?"

"You...why can't you listen..."

At this moment, the person in charge of guarding the cars of the two professors hurried over.

"Professor, a man who called himself Wu Tian just came and snatched the prisoner in the car away."

Hearing this, Professor Hong suddenly felt dizzy.

The mouth is even more regretful and muttered: "It's over, there will be no next one..."

Obviously, Wu Lang's rhetoric and actions made him very angry, and he even started talking nonsense at this moment.

In addition to the encounter with Wu Er, before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body suddenly fell backwards.

"Professor Hong, Lao Hong."

Fortunately, Wu Lang, who was quick and sharp, grabbed Professor Hong who was about to fall, and quickly carried him to the sofa to sit down.

It took a lot of work to look for antihypertensive drugs and water, and finally stabilized Professor Hong.

"call!!"

Wu Lang gasped for breath. It's a matter of business. He really didn't want to lay the two professors here in anger.

Seeing that Professor Hong had completely stabilized, Mr. Qian restrained his anxious expression immediately, but in the next second he straightened his whole face, pointed at Wu Lang's nose and said:

"Boy Wu, you've got something to worry about, you've got something to worry about, look at how you've made old man Hong angry, I have to add it today, otherwise this matter won't end."

After speaking, he winked and asked Professor Hong who was taking a breather: "Old Hong, if you have something to say, you can add anything you want, and the organization will solve it for you."

"Who told me not to live up to my health, forget it, Wu Xiaozi didn't do it on purpose, don't make things too big, let him take out four... no, five saints..."

Chapter 528 Sugar-coated Cannonballs

Wu Lang: "..."

Hearing Professor Hong's words, Wu Lang really didn't know what to say!

The attitude towards scientific exploration of the older generation of scientists deserves everyone's admiration and learning.

It can be said that they are the cutest people!

but.....

Please call him---Wu, Tieshixinxin, Lang!

With a calm expression, he watched Professor Hong's extremely carefree performance with a smile on his face.

At this time, Mr. Qian obviously didn't want to let go of this opportunity. After Professor Hong finished speaking, he also said:

"Boy Wu, the old man Hong's matter is like this here, and I'm not a stingy person, get me a set of tools quickly, I'll go to the roof to have a look..."

"Mr. Qian, that's really an ornament, don't touch it!"

"you..."

At this moment, Qian Lao felt that his blood pressure, which had been unstable all along, was rising slowly.

The kind that goes straight to the sky.

"Pedantic, you can't teach a child, you...why can't you explain it to you? When I go back, see if I don't talk to Boy Wang..."

After saying this, Mr. Qian, like an old pedant in ancient times, shook his non-existent sleeves, let out a heavy snort, and sat down on the chair next to him angrily, feeling sullen.

Wu Lang looked at the two old children, one on the left and one on the right, with their heads tilted almost at an upward angle of 45 degrees. Wu Lang touched his nose and sat directly between them.

Anyway, no matter how much they make trouble, they can't reach the point of going to the house to expose the tiles, so just let him go.

Just like this, the three of them sat on one side, and no one was going to speak first, so they remained frozen like this.

The entire caravan fell into silence for an instant.

I don't know how long it has been...

Mr. Qian, who was sitting by the side, was still itching impatiently. After coughing twice, he arrogantly shouted to Wu Lang:

"Wu boy, is this how you treat guests? You don't know how to respect the old and love the young..."

"Old Qian, what are you?"

"I'm thirsty..."

Wu Lang raised his eyebrows.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, Mr. Qian, do you want some drinks, or tea, or some wine to moisten your throat?"

As long as the two don't fight, in his opinion, it's easy to talk about anything.

.......

When the angry Qian Lao heard about the wine, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Even the throat feels a little itchy.

certainly...

Tsundere Ru is still angry at this moment, but he can't give in easily like this.

Yes, you can't give in like this!

Even if the old lady at home is strict, the last time he drank alcohol can be traced back to New Year's Eve, and it was only a small cup, the kind that costs three dollars, he can't just give in like this...

Glancing at the low-quality wine on the wine cabinet, Mr. Qian said contemptuously, "I'm afraid I'll drink this wine!"

Wu Lang followed Qian Lao's gaze and saw the target he was staring at, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Qian, do you usually drink white or red, foreign, or beer?"

"Don't fix those foreigners' things on me, it makes me sick just looking at it."

This is understandable. The older generation always has a deep hostility towards foreign countries because of their own experience.

On this point, Wu Lang agrees, people who are not of my race must have different ideas!

He is a cynic and he is proud!

Hearing this, Wu Lang didn't speak, stood up and walked to the rear of the caravan, found an inconspicuous place, and took out the best bottle of liquor from the dimensional space under the cover of the viewing angle.

Boom!

The wine bottle made a crisp sound when it touched the table.

"It has been stored in the cellar for 30 years, is it too old for you to pay back the money?"

It's just that there is no need for him to answer. From Qian Lao's expression at this time, he has already got the answer.

When the wine was placed on the table, Qian Lao's eyes had already focused on it.

Even the peristalsis of the throat has increased significantly.

It's just that Mr. Qian said that he has experienced a lot of sugar body cannonballs in his life, and he can still resist a bottle of wine.

"It has only been cellared for 30 years, and less than 50 years ago. I usually drink it exclusively for internal use. Can this mere wine on the market be comparable?"

"That's true."

This Wu Lang had to admit that the commercial wines outside generally couldn't compare with the special wines inside.