Volume I_Chapter 843 Missiles

Xia's Group Building, Group Chief's Office.

Zhao Qingming sat opposite Xia Qing, watching Xia Qing cross Erlang's legs and hold a cigarette, one head and two big.

Originally, he was a military officer stationed in Kyoto.

Now, for the construction of the New Army, he was sent to Quan'an City to coordinate the affairs between the New Army and the Xia Group.

In fact, to put it simply, it is to stabilize Xia Qing's old fritters!

Although the government has never expressed dissatisfaction with Xia Qing's side, they already know everything about Xia Qing and the Xia Group, and they are a little helpless about some of the things Xia Qing has done.

In the end, they could only entrust Zhao Qingming to act as a coordinator.

After all, Zhao Qingming and Xia Qing's employees Ye Fan, Han Qing, Zhou Jiong, Fang Han and other retired special forces had exchanges early in the morning.

In particular, Xia Qing also helped Zhao Qingming complete the task of rescuing Li Qingyun from the Python Organization.

They believed that Xia Qing would give Zhao Qingming some face.

Zhao Qingming's face was longer than that of a donkey.

What a cheat!

The longer he deals with Xia Qing, the more he understands that this master who is not afraid of heaven and earth will give face to his fart!

I'm completely here to wipe his ass!

"I said, Xia Qing, you are still young, don't smoke! Also, your sitting posture is the head of the group, you must be upright!" Zhao Qingming said bitterly.

Xia Qing grinned, "Mom!"

Zhao Qingming's face collapsed directly: "I'm not ten years older than you! Moreover, if I have a son like you, sooner or later I will be angry with you!"

Xia Qing smiled: "So, you're not my mother, why are you so lenient? If you can quit, do I still want you to talk about it?"

"You!" Zhao Qingming was angry, finally sighed, and said helplessly, "Say, what are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

Xia Qing stood up, picked up the invitation from the trash can, and handed it to Zhao Qingming.

Zhao Qingming asked Cangtian speechlessly.

Invitations, big brother!

Throw in the trash!

Do you still have any respect for the person who wrote the invitation?

However, when the invitation card was opened, Zhao Qingming's face changed and said, "Daomen people, when did you have contact with Daomen?"

Xia Qing flicked a cigarette and said: "Just a few days ago, when An Wen's information was leaked by a few pit goods, I went to find those people to settle accounts and met it outside the CBD." ”

Looking at Zhao Qingming playfully, Xia Qing said: "I know you think Chen Feng and their things were done by me?" I said seriously, no, it was the people of Daomen. And, most likely, it's the companion of the guy who wrote me the invitation!"

Zhao Qingming looked at the invitation a few more times and said, "I didn't say that you did it! I originally thought it was done by the people of the Cultivator Alliance, but it seems that I misunderstood them." In recent times, they have been quite honest. It seems that the accidental deaths of the two leaders have temporarily restrained their edge. ”

Xia Qing said: "So, what do you think? Should I go or not? If I don't go, they will definitely find trouble in the future." Although I had used the new army to deter them, if they were going to assassinate them or something, I wouldn't have done it. ”

Xia Qing extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray and frowned: "I am shrinking all the employees of the Xia Group to the CBD, and then arranging a defense system to defend against them." However, since then, my Xia Group has been trapped in the CBD and cannot get out. ”

Zhao Qingming sank his face and was silent for a while before asking, "What do you want to do?"

"It depends on your sincerity! I have a problem now, will you help or not?" Xia Qing said.

Zhao Qingming glared at Xia Qing angrily and said, "Don't play tricks on me!"

Xia Qing smiled, hugged his knees with both hands and said, "I'll go to bait, go see them, you are responsible for the ambush, a missile matter!"

"Missile, are you crazy?!" Zhao Qingming's face changed suddenly, "Let's not talk about anything else, have you thought about your own safety? Missiles don't have long eyes, and you won't die when the time comes!"

Xia Qing grinned and said, "Do you think I'm such a person who can't think about it? Naturally, when I have enough chance to escape, I will let you launch missiles!"

"It's too risky, and it's too expensive!" Zhao Qingming waved his hand and refused without hesitation.

Xia Qing said with a serious face: "You have to try it once! First, it is to give Daomen an extremely strong deterrent effect! No matter how powerful they are, they can't stand up to the government now! Second, I want to know if the late stage of the Innate Realm will be under the attack of the rear missile. In the future, when people from other planes really invade and the new army can't fight for the time being, will the missiles be able to fight it!"

"If the other side invades with a large number of people and scatters in all directions, how can we effectively fight at that time!"

Zhao Qingming stared at Xia Qing for a while before he said, "You tell me seriously, do you really think so?"

Xia Qing was also a little annoyed and said, "Chief, you don't trust me so much? We don't have trust between us, how can we cooperate?"

Zhao Qingming secretly rolled his eyes, and then said: "Listen to you, okay? I'll go and arrange it now, you wait for my news!"

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to leave.

Xia Qing smiled and waved his hand: "Chief, go slowly, I'm waiting for your good news!"

The next morning, as soon as Xia Qing arrived at the office, he saw Zhao Qingming waiting in the office.

Zhao Qingming handed a palm-sized remote control to Xia Qing and said, "Take this, when you want to use the missile, press this." Our people will correct the trajectory of the missile in real time, you press it, throw the remote control to the position you want, and the missile will lock the position of the remote control and launch directly. ”

Xia Qing held the remote control excitedly and said with a smile: "If I press it now......"

"You!" Zhao Qingming's face turned pale in an instant.

Xia Qing laughed a few times and said, "Just kidding! I'll be careful! You don't want to die, I'm going to die, I haven't married a daughter-in-law and had a child yet!"

Zhao Qingming glared at Xia Qing angrily and said, "Be careful! Be careful! This is a matter of fate, don't be a child's play!"

Xia Qing stood in front of the mirror, tidied up his suit, put the remote control in his waist satchel and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will spare my life more than anyone else!"

Zhao Qingming looked at Xia Qing's back helplessly and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

If it weren't for the fact that this was to deal with the Daomen and the black hole that appeared, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with this hanger!

Thinking that he would have to contact Xia Qing for an unknown amount of time in the future, Zhao Qingming hissed with a headache, and then strode away.

Xia Qing drove the car straight to his destination, which was an abandoned factory.

In front of the factory, where weeds are grown, a table is set up.

Two middle-aged men sat facing each other, both playing chess.

Behind them, two men stood each.