Chapter 8: Underground

Inside a building in Tongcheng.

"Everyone's attention, turn on the bionic insect robot to track!"

"Finished on the 1st!"

"No. 2 put into use!"

"Ready for the 3rd!"

……

"Number 10 in place!"

After seeing that everyone was ready, the middle-aged man who had just spoken in a black suit and gold wire glasses nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone! This time, we must be the first to release the specific data this time, the world's invitation letter holder data release every 20 years will greatly improve our reputation, be sure to grasp it! ”

"Got it, boss!" The unanimous answer made the boss very satisfied.

"Huh, wow, oh......" Any discordant sound at this moment will attract the attention of the boss.

"Number one! What the hell is your name? "Listening to the voice, you can tell that the boss is angry about the disharmony of this number one at this time.

"Well, boss, there's a beautiful woman taking a bath in the room next to you!"

"Really?" Everyone's eyes turned to each other in a flash.

The boss was very dissatisfied with the fact that these subordinates of his could not withstand the temptation at all, and in an instant, a huge roar sounded: "What are you doing? Pay attention to your picture, it's work time! ”

After everyone turned their heads, the boss said to No. 1 with a straight face: "No. 1, give me your same-vision control glasses!" ”

"Ah, boss......"

"Ah what, I'm here to better monitor the other party's situation, your current situation is not suitable for work, go and rest for a while."

After No. 1 left, the boss happily put on the control glasses that No. 1 used to peep.

After about a few minutes, No. 7 suddenly said: "Boss, there is news, the other party has appeared, eh, Tongcheng Fitness Club?" ”

"Hurry up and switch the video to everyone's network!" As the boss's order was given, a small separate screen appeared on everyone's glasses, and inside it was the Tongcheng Fitness Club.

At the same time, inside the Tongcheng Fitness Club.

Yang Fan was sitting on a quaint chair with a cup of tea in his hand, waiting for the owner here.

Gently pinched the chair he was sitting on, I heard that this chair was an antique with a history of hundreds of years, and it was very valuable, but unfortunately Yang Fan didn't see the mystery after studying it for a long time.

Cough! Cough!

Standing at the door, an old man wearing a plain white practice uniform and a snow-white beard about ten centimeters long on his chin walked in, he was the owner of the pavilion here-Qian Duoduo.

As soon as he walked in, the hall owner greeted Yang Fan warmly: "Is this little brother one of the eight in this session?" ”

After hugging the old pavilion owner with an awkward Western-style etiquette, Yang Fan sat down a little uncomfortably: "Yes, I brought my identity card, Qian Pavilion Master, are we ......?"

Seeing that Yang Fan was uncomfortable, the old hall owner waved his hand and said to Yang Fan: "This is not in a hurry, but you, young man, I see that you are very uncomfortable with the hug just now!" ”

"Well, a little."

"It's not that I said you, today's young people have to keep pace with the times, how can they stick to the old things, they should have the courage to accept new things!" The owner seemed to mean something when he said this.

"Yes, yes, yes, the seniors taught us!"

"Hmm!" Squinting his eyes and brushing his goatee with satisfaction, the old hall owner stretched out his hand to Yang Fan: "Take it." ”

Yang Fan handed over his gray card as he said.

There is nothing else in this card except that there will be absolutely no imitation of the World Alliance logo and the Great Martial Artist label in the world.

Holding this card and looking at it, the old man couldn't help but nodded: "Gray card, it's quite mysterious." ”

Then he pressed the phone on the desk in front of him, and a crisp voice came from inside: "Curator, what's the matter?" ”

"Xiaoli, put my trip out of the way this afternoon, and besides, turn on the electromagnetic interference device and close the door to the latest CR77 alloy after we go underneath!"

The other end of the phone listened to the owner's words and was quiet for a while before replying, "Okay, I see!" ”

"Oh, shit!" The next moment, I don't know how many people who were secretly monitoring this place let out the most vicious curse because they lost the signal.

After communicating with his secretary, the owner looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "You, are you ready?" ”

"I ...... Depend on! As soon as Yang Fan said a word, a hole appeared in the place where he was sitting, and suddenly his whole person, along with the valuable seat, fell from this hole.

Yang Fan felt uneasy about the rapidly falling chair, and he tried to get out of the chair, but before he could react, metal hoops appeared on the chair and fixed his hands and feet to the chair.

"Isn't it?" Yang Fan was dumbfounded, didn't he say that it was an old object that was hundreds of years old?

Thankfully, what he feared didn't happen, and the chair began to slow down after landing in a position, and by the time it reached the ground, the speed of the entire chair had been reduced to zero.

With a "snort", the seat that fixed Yang Fan returned to its original appearance.

Suddenly jumping out of the distance, Yang Fan circled around this chair for a long time, and he couldn't see where the things just now came from.

"What's wrong, interested in chairs?" The old hall owner Qian Duoduo appeared behind Yang Fan silently, startling him.

Grabbing the hem of the sleeve of the Qian Pavilion Master with one hand, Yang Fan pointed to the chair and said, "This chair, it, isn't it said to be an old object?" ”

"Ha", the old hall owner raised his eyebrows: "You also said it, it's just a matter of saying." ”

Pulling back the sleeve of his shirt that was grabbed by Yang Fan, the Qian Pavilion Master turned around, turned his back to Yang Fan and said, "I thought you would be surprised why there is such a big place under here, but I didn't expect you to ask such a non-nutritious question, it's really disappointing to me, okay, keep up." ”

After walking about five or six steps behind the old hall owner, Yang Fan clapped his hands: "Yes, why is there such a large space underground?" ”

"Shhh The Qian Pavilion Master grinned, "This reaction speed is amazing!" ”

Underneath is a straight passageway, topped by a softly lit lamp, and the surrounding walls are filled with metallic colors like in science fiction.

Following the owner of the Qian Pavilion, he walked along the underground passage for a while and came to a gate.

There is not a single crack in the entire door, except for an electronic screen on the wall on the right.

The owner of the Qian Pavilion placed his hand on the top of the screen, and then, the entire screen lit up, and a blue light swept across his palm.

"Palm print identification, the holder has a lot of money."

"Permission to access, permission to pass."

"Please do the ID pass insertion!"

"Retina Recognition!"

"Heart rate recognition!"

"Mind-sync frequency recognition!"

……

After a dazzling burst of recognition, the red light next to the screen finally turned into a green light, and the next moment there was no trace of the door with obvious lines, and then according to these lines, the entire gate slowly opened.