Like a wild dog infected with rabies, Potoir smashed almost everything in a hotel room that could be smashed. And in the corner of the room, the old man who tested the weapons and equipment for Potova was also beaten to his death......

In order to be safe, but also to get a good price in the next transaction, Potova naturally carried out a more comprehensive secondary test after getting the guidance chip of the individual air defense missile. And the consequence of the second test is that the guidance chip, which looks very delicate, has inexplicably emitted a puff of smoke, and a hole the size of a thumb belly has been burned.

Faced with the obvious result of being deceived, Potova, who is known for his violence and ferocity on weekdays, naturally will not let go of those who should be responsible for this.

Reaching out and grabbing a bottle of spirits, Potois took a few sips of the liquor before he gasped and looked at the old man who was dying in the corner: "After dark, throw this guy into the sea - I wish it was in Rwanda now, so I can throw this guy into my hyena pack and watch those cuties tear this bastard to shreds that has caused me so much loss!" ”

Without glancing at his men, who were trembling as they prepared to carry out his orders, Potoir once again brought the bottle to his lips. But before Potois could take another sip of the spirits, the phone on the table rang suddenly.

Glancing at the string of garbled characters displayed on the phone screen, Potoir snorted indignantly and grabbed the phone with his hand: "Who are you?" Where did you get my phone number? ”

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed very gentle: "I think I am your neighbor, honorable Mr. Potoa." If you have time right now, I have a business I'd like to talk to you about? ”

Rolling his eyes, Potoir replied suspiciously, "Business? What do you mean? ”

A gentle laugh came quickly from the other end of the phone: "Of course it's the little thing that just arrived in your hands, honorable Mr. Potowa. If you prefer, let's meet at the bar on the second floor of the hotel? ”

Taking a deep breath, Potoir responded, "At least I need to know who you are?" ”

"Codex Foundation, have you heard of it?"

Looking thoughtfully at the old man curled up in the corner, Potoir tried to calm his voice: "I need to see my schedule...... Well, see you at the bar on the second floor in an hour! ”

As soon as he hung up the phone, Potova's eyes had begun to glow with a mixture of cunning and greed. Throwing down the bottle, Potoir strode over to the old man curled up in the corner: "I remember you have a child?" Studying in the UK? ”

With difficulty, the old man, who had been swollen and clumped, pleaded weakly: "Please...... Mr. Potoa, I beg you to ......."

Shaking his head with a sly smile, Potoir whispered, "It depends on whether you are still useful to me!" Give you an hour to make that chip look like that. If you can do that, then I might be able to keep your kids out of the sea with you! ”

Waving his hand to signal several of his men to send the dying old man out of the room, Potois paced back and forth in the room like a caged beast, muttering to himself, "If you can...... They have to be denied specific tests...... Gotta find a suitable place to trade......"

In the midst of Potova's anxious pacing and self-talk, time passed quickly. When one of Potova's men cautiously walked into the room, Potova, who had been waiting impatiently, rushed in front of the man almost with an arrow: "Did he do it?" ”

Nodding apprehensively, the subordinate who had just walked into the room replied, "It's not that good, but it seems to be ...... According to him, if you could give him a few more hours, maybe it would work? ”

Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, Potoir said without hesitation: "Keep an eye on him, and let him recover that chip before it gets dark!" Send a few people to the bar first, I'll ...... And then there! ”

After taking a few deep breaths in a row, Potoir rushed into the bathroom and hurriedly washed his face with cold water, trying his best to calm his alcohol-burning brain a little, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Apparently knowing that Potova, who was already on the verge of mania, must not be angered again, several of Potova's men dutifully did everything Potova asked for. As soon as Potova approached the bar, one of Potova's subordinates who had already arrived at the bar immediately whispered to Potova to the two yellow men sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows: "That's them!" I've asked the waiters at the bar, they live on the seventh floor and had been to the bar an hour ago! ”

Snorting half through his nose in agreement, Potova slowed down as much as he could, and slowly walked over to the two yellow men sitting at a table by the floor-to-ceiling window: "Is that you?" ”

Smiling and nodding at Potova, Tang Guoming stood up unhurriedly and stretched out his right hand towards Potova: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Potova!" ”

It was just a trance, and Potoir frowned in confusion: "We...... Where have you seen it? ”

Shaking his head firmly, Tang Guoming quickly responded: "This is absolutely impossible!" I never remember any of the people I could work with, but I obviously don't remember Mr. Potova...... Sit down – what's the drink? ”

Hesitantly shaking hands with Tang Guoming, Potoir slowly sat down on the chair opposite Tang Guoming: "Your news...... Where did you get it? ”

Showing an exaggerated smile towards Potoa, Tang Guoming still sat back in his chair unhurriedly: "You don't have to care too much about this, my respected Mr. Potoa." Please believe that I am a competent businessman, and I will spare no effort to do anything that is conducive to making a business. With that in mind, not only do I know that you have the goods I need, but I also know that you never like to waste your time. So...... Is the cargo really in your hands? Is the cargo safe and secure? ”

Blinking his eyes, Potois snorted noncommittally, "You don't have to worry too much about that!" May I remind you that this is an extremely in-demand commodity, and the price is ........"

Before Potova finished speaking, Tang Guoming had already smiled with a bit of arrogance: "For the Codex Foundation, price has never been a problem!" All I care about is that every penny we pay is worth it! So I still have to repeat my question - is the cargo safe and reliable? ”