Chapter 76: Precision Guidance of Throwing Knives

When Qin Yi covered his swollen face and crawled to the gate of the mask factory, he felt that he had been out of the danger zone, and turned around and said angrily: "You group of Dogecoin, guard this mask factory and wait for death!"

This place will collapse immediately, and no matter how much money you make, it will be a blank slate! Labor and management have already set up a charter flight to the United States, and tomorrow we will go to the other side of the ocean to play golf, and then we will see how you die!"

Chu Ling listened to his words and smiled silently.

In another half a month, the plague here is about to end, and the other side has just begun, Qin Yi is not enough to experience the domestic plague, but he also has to fly to Laomei to experience it again, and he is also a talent.

With Qin Yi's vision and luck, if he invests in stocks, there should be a Qin Yi concept stock, as long as he likes and has a heavy position in the stocks, it is a big pit for shareholders to avoid.

Thinking of this, Chu Ling decided to spare him, otherwise he would be too miserable.

The lawyer said angrily: "I must sue you for bankruptcy! You wait, I will go to the examination of the injuries now, and prepare to go to jail! Wait for you to die!"

"That's right, my uncle is the director of the administrative chrysanthemum, you wait for death, and I will send someone to arrest you in a while!" Qin Yi said angrily.

Zhong Yao frowned slightly, and said: "What is it that your uncle is the director, the mayor doesn't dare to do anything to us CICC Group, I'll take a look, a director dares to come to arrest people?"

"No wonder Qin Shao is so majestic, it turns out that he has the background of the director!"

Chu Ling walked towards the door, his pace unhurried.

Qin Yi hurriedly rushed to the Mercedes-Benz and pushed away the weak and seriously injured lawyer.

The door was closed, and he was about to start the engine, roaring away, and suddenly, Chu Ling had moved to the front of the Mercedes-Benz.

A shadow, upside down on the windshield, makes the fur tingle.

Qin Yi scolded: "This guy is definitely not human!!Even Bolt can't fucking run at this speed!"

Chu Ling clenched his fist and smashed it on the car cover, like a heavy hammer, smashing a big hole in the engine compartment.

The Mercedes logo flew out, and the trident jumped out of the ring, like a spinning weapon, and shot at the windshield.

The glass shattered and a divergent crack opened! The whole glass was atomized.

The car naturally couldn't drive, and Qin Yi in the driver's seat covered his face with a scream, lest the trident hit his face.

[Ding, the golden body value has been exhausted]

Chu Ling's body returned to normal, and even somewhere changed back to its original state from a hardened state.

It would be nice to be able to have a partial golden body!

He walked over, opened the deformed car door, touched Qin Yi's head, and then withdrew the hairspray that had been stained in the palm of his hand.

It seems that this ability to erase memories must be upgraded and improved, every time you touch your head, how much dandruff, old man oil, and formaldehyde-smelling hairspray do you have to touch!

This is not the point, if the other party is wearing a helmet on his head, is this memory erasing technique still effective? Is there a difference between a steel helmet and a plastic helmet?

"Why am I here, oops, it hurts, why is my face swollen?"

Qin Yi has always cherished his face, and after losing his memory, in the rearview mirror, he suddenly saw that he had turned into a pig's head, which was unbearable for a while, and he almost collapsed.

Then, Chu Ling touched the lawyer's head again, actually wearing a wig, and reluctantly helped him put it on, during this period, erased the memories for several days.

"What the hell am I? Who the hell hit me? I'm going to sue him!" said the lawyer.

The two amnesiac people are full of anger, but they are suffering from the emptiness of their memories and cannot point out the serious murderer.

The doors of the factory are closed, and uninvited guests are turned away.

[Ding, please pick up the mask on the ground, there is a reward]

How can masks be thrown on the ground at will during this critical period? If they are contaminated with the virus, the harm will be too great.

Chu Ling hurriedly picked it up, but fortunately, the clip could eliminate the virus and threw it into the Qiankun bag.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, get the reward Xiao Li Flying Knife]

Small - Li - Fly - Knife?

Is there any mistake that it's something from fiction, and that can also be seen in reality?

[Please don't doubt the host, the system is omnipotent]

Would it be good to give me a Thanos ring?

[The system is omnipotent, but the system is not a wishing fountain]

In Chu Ling's hand, a small knife with a body like snow appeared, slightly curved and cold as ice.

The knife is as smooth as a sword, and there seems to be a clear light, and the moonlight is like a knife, and the knife is like moonlight.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Xiao Li's divine knife is the best in the world, and he makes a single knife, and the example is not false! But he doesn't even have more than ten strokes, how can he make the knife and knife not false?

[Please rest assured that the flying knife has a precision guidance function, miniature nuclear-powered cruise, the power is almost unlimited, it can take people's lives beyond the visual range, and automatically return to the host after completing the task!]

System, may I ask you, did you snatch this thing from the aliens in Area 51?

Chu Ling was dumbfounded, a small flying knife had gathered so many high-end technologies!

Wait, it seems to mention nuclear power? Could it be that this throwing knife also contains a miniature nuclear power reactor?

He hid a knife in his sleeve and acted with a sharp movement, which was not noticed by anyone.

"Do you want to visit the mask factory, there is a sterile workshop inside. Zhong Yao said enthusiastically.

"Is it going to be sterilized by ultraviolet light?" asked Chu Ling.

"It is estimated that the quality management of masks is very strict now. ”

"That's it. ”

Chu Ling retreated, in case the ultraviolet rays affected the nuclear power reactor of the flying knife, it would be a pit.

To tell the truth, this flying knife is a magic weapon, but Chu Ling is afraid that if he carries it with him all day long, the high radiation will make him infertile if he loses a fortune.

Now, his only thought is to find a place to bury the throwing knife, and when he needs to use it, he will summon it from the air and launch it with precision guidance.

This is equivalent to having a miniature nuclear bomb silo, but the weapon issued is Xiao Li's flying knife.

Chu Ling took the white fox, and the two left the mask factory and drove to the suburbs.

In the Qiankun bag, there is heaven and earth inside, but Xiao Li Feidao is still equivalent to carrying it inside, and the distance inside the bag cannot offset the distance outside.

In a wasteland in the middle of the mountain, Chu Ling was holding a shovel, digging hard soil on the ground, preparing to bury the flying knife.

Around him was a waist-high weed, drowning his figure.

The Ferrari couldn't drive in such a deserted place, so it parked on the side of the road at the bottom of the hill and waited, while the white fox sat in the car and passed the time.

"Why do you always recommend this kind of deodorant advertisement to me, I hate it!" said the white fox with some resentment, this big data can really be collected from any information, but foxes don't necessarily have fox odor, right?

"Plague Daoist, I thought it was you who made a ghost, it turned out that it was all this evil monk!" When Chu Ling was pouting his ass and digging in the soil, a familiar and rough voice sounded.

Through the weeds, he could faintly see three figures.

At this time, except for the people who pull wild, who will come to such barren mountains and mountains?

Chu Ling's heart was full of doubts, especially that voice, where did he seem to have heard it, so familiar?