Chen Zhi wondered in his heart, who was the ruthless character that this old somersault was talking about.

They followed Old Somersault through the garden and into the hall of the Escape Pavilion.

As always, the leopard sat on the sofa in the middle of the hall, wearing a gray-blue Chinese Tang costume, sitting there and drinking tea slowly.

Behind the leopard master, there were still a few blue-ribbon warriors, with serious faces and indifferent expressions, standing there motionless. On the left hand side of the leopard master, there was a man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, this man was tall and big, the muscles on his body were very strong, the color of his eyes was slightly blue, and the bridge of his nose was high, looking like a mixed-race child.

The man's hair was shaved short, his sideburns showed a bluish scalp, he was wearing a black military vest, cargo pants, silver military chains around his neck, and his exposed arms and back were covered in colorful tattoos, like an American GI. The more Chen Zhi looks at him, the more he looks like the actor in the American series "Prison Break".

The leopard master owed slightly, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "This is Xicen, from the United States, a special weapon designer, you know each other." ”，

"Dialysis?" Fat Wei whispered the English name, and seemed to be unable to hold back his laughter.

"Hello!" , Chen Zhi stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Hello!" Xicen, who was covered in tattoos, was very polite, he stood up and shook hands with Chen Zhi very politely. When their hands were held, Chen Zhi immediately felt that this person's hand strength was definitely not under Fat Wei.

Master Leopard put down the teacup in his hand and introduced in a flat tone: "Xicen, I specially invited a weapons expert from the United States, he designs weapons and equipment very well, and many famous weapons and equipment in the United States are from his hands. ”

After the leopard master finished speaking, he turned his face to Chen Zhi, and his expression became more serious: "The first batch of "control stones" has been shipped and is being placed in a secret place. The quality grade of this batch of "control stones" is equivalent to the level of the ring you took off from the big white fish in the fox hole, which belongs to the low-level "control stones".

As far as we know now, there are three levels of "control stones", primary; Intermediate and advanced. The kind of "control stone" on Chen Zhi's ring belongs to the high-level, and most of the elements are unknown, so the high-grade control stone cannot be imitated. And the intermediate control stone, the possibility of imitation is not large.

The research and development process of "Control Stone" is very difficult, and the organization has spent a lot of manpower and material resources during this time. Therefore, the matter of "control stone" is highly confidential, and any relevant information cannot be disclosed to the public. Do you understand? ”。

"Hmm!" Chen Zhi agreed and nodded.

After the leopard master finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Let's talk more together, Xicen will live here forever in the future." I had to go upstairs beforehand. After the leopard master finished speaking, he smiled politely at Xicen and turned to go upstairs.

After the leopard master went upstairs, the blue ribbon warrior beside him went up with him, and the old somersault was afraid that Fat Wei would mention the matter of the eightfold treasure letter again to squeeze him, so he hurriedly followed.

Fat Wei looked at the mixed-blood weapon designer named Xicen at this time and said: "I said that, dialysis, can you understand that we speak Chinese?" ”

Xicen looked at Chen Zhi and Fat Wei seriously with sharp blue eyes at this time, suddenly grinned, showed a string of big teeth, and said in a pure northeast accent: "My Chinese name is Zhou Sulfone, just call me crazy in the future, don't do dialysis, dialysis, my kidney is not broken." ”

"Hey, I'll go, madman, you're a fucking imposter foreigner!" , Fat Wei immediately liked this half-breed guy and slammed his fist on his shoulder.

Several people quickly mingled, laughed, and followed the madman downstairs to the basement.

It turned out that downstairs in the Escaping Pavilion, there was a basement of nearly 500 square meters. Chen Zhi had never been here before, this basement was a shooting practice range, very well equipped, surrounded by various metal workbenches, hung with all kinds of weapons and equipment drawings, many drawings, Chen Zhi had seen on the Internet, very famous.

The madman told Chen Zhi and Fat Wei that from today onwards, he would live in the Escape Pavilion, and this basement was a weapon design studio specially prepared for him, and in the future, he would specially give Chen Zhi a few people to develop stone-controlled weapons specifically for them.

A few people were very close to each other, and after sitting down and talking, the madman briefly talked about his past experience.

The madman's mother is a northeasterner, and when she went to the United States to work in the early years, she had a madman with an American.

The madman grew up in the slums of the United States, and the slums were basically black or Vietnamese, and the local **** was very powerful, and the madman was used to how to survive in that environment since he was a child.

In order not to be bullied, the madman learned to boxing at a very young age, and the black people in the slums, no one dared to bully the madman and his mother. Later, the madman gradually discovered that he had a very special interest in weapons, he could disassemble and assemble guns at will, and then immediately silently draw the internal structure of those guns, and even modify heavy guns. Soon, his talent was favored by the local **** forces.

In this way, the madman joined the local **** club as a teenager, which was engaged in arms smuggling and drug trafficking, where the madman was responsible for developing weapons and modifying firearms.

Later, during an arms deal, the police swept up the group, and the madman was arrested as a member of it and sentenced in the United States.

After a year in a prison in the United States, the madman was taken by the CIA, secretly transferred out, and sent to the CIA's Arms Research Center, where he worked as a secret weapons designer in the weapons research and development department. In some of the military campaigns that followed, the madman was convicted several times, and was finally pardoned for all charges and became a free man.

Later, his mother died, and he sent his mother's ashes back to his hometown. After being introduced, he met the Leopard Master, and the Leopard Master hired him to the Northeast to design new weapons for Chen Zhi and others.

After listening to the self-introduction of the madman, Chen Zhi and Fat Wei immediately had a good impression of this half of the Northeast fellows.

"Crazy, did you know what our mission was before you came?" , Chen Zhi looked at the madman with a smile and asked.

"Cut," the madman smirked disdainfully, "I only make weapons for what you like, but I know that all you do is with your head pinned to your belt." I'm sorry that I've made a weapon to kill vampires before! You can't scare me with that idea. ”。

"Just blow it!" , Fat Wei laughed, "Tell you, the guy we deal with is much more damn than a vampire, don't be scared to pee your pants when the time comes." ”

The madman laughed again and replied, "I'm only responsible for preparing the equipment, not on a mission with you, I don't care if you kill gods or ghosts!" ”

"But...", the expression on the madman's face became serious again, "But seriously, your original weapons and equipment really can't work." (To be continued.) )