An Ting said nervously, "Didn't you say at the time that you were just using it for your own use?"

"At the moment, it's just a stockpile, so I'll give it to you every time it's made."

"How can you not talk without words?"

"What if someone investigates me?"

The man on the other side of the phone shook his head and said, "Impossible, if you are talking about the Ji family, there is no clue over there for the time being."

"I think it's just a coincidence that you've been found there." qδ.o

"No matter what, the support from here will be sent, I just hope that the information there is still there, otherwise it will be a big trouble."

Anting's breathing became rapid, and he seemed to value the notes and materials.

"If those things are lost, the Nether Fire technology will be known to others."

"Once it spreads, it will become *** annoying at that time."

The man on the other side of the phone was also annoyed, "I know that if someone uses it in advance, it will affect this side."

"You wait for a while, I'll go and investigate the matter of the Ji family's auction house."

After hanging up the phone, the man looked around vigilantly, for fear that a master would suddenly rush out and catch him directly.

An Ting's eyes were gloomy, of course he knew that the forces that supported him now had a good background, but because they were too special, they rarely showed up.

It's rare to see each other's people on weekdays.,Except when you come to get the Netherfire regularly.,Will appear sneaky.。

An Ting recalled the time when he first started researching.

At that time, he also accidentally found this notebook in the warehouse at home.

After seeing the notes, he became obsessed with the technology contained in them.

He wanted to make something so powerful.

But he hadn't had time to ask his father properly.

His parents were assassinated overnight.

After narrowly escaping with his notes, he was adopted by an orphanage.

He has been learning from notes since he was a child.

It wasn't until he grew up that his mind became more active.

He wanted to experiment, and it was like an instinct engraved in his bones, which he couldn't contain.

If he didn't study it, he felt like countless ants were crawling inside his body, constantly tormenting him.

It's just that he was only in the second-grade realm at that time, and he didn't have any financial ability to gather the above materials.

So he could only find some simple alternative materials to experiment in the back mountain of the orphanage.

At first, it was just a small explosion, but it made An Ting extremely excited.

Until one day, his actions were reported to the director by the children of the orphanage.

The dean personally met him in the office, and that was when he was most nervous.

He thought that what he was waiting for would be the dean's reprimand and expulsion, but what he didn't expect was that the dean praised him.

He also said that if he needs anything in the future, the dean will be able to support him.

An Ting tried to believe it, so he began to make demands.

The research officially began, and new progress was made step by step.

His age and realm are also growing little by little.

Later, he gradually learned that the orphanage was actually just a front.

The companions who used to get along with him day and night were actually talents used by that force to cultivate.

What these people are best at is using poison.

An Ting's Nether Fire innovation was also proposed to him by the dean.

It was a new direction that had never been seen before, and after getting the dean's advice, An Ting became more and more obsessed with research.

Later, he had the capital to be able to negotiate with the forces.

So he proposed that the forces find the murderer of his parents back then.

Later, I learned that it was the good deeds of my parents' business competitors.

He will never forget that one day, when he was researching in the orphanage laboratory, the director personally took a bunch of people to escort one

A middle-aged man came.

Eventually, the middle-aged man was tormented by a tiny amount of Nether Fire for several days before he died.

After Anting's revenge was successful, his mentality gradually changed, and he finally decided to return to his ancestral land to conduct research silently.

The more he studied, the constant demands and suggestions for change put forward by the forces made An Ting gradually realize that things seemed to be a little out of control.

The Nether Fire is getting more and more powerful, and new materials are constantly being added and improved.

This kind of Nether Fire that can destroy a small area with a single bottle, what the hell do they want to do with it.

An Ting's heart began to become restless and tangled, and he even secretly hid some Nether Fire just in case.

He realized that the reason why the dean's side was willing to help him was because he was valuable.

His own information is his hole card.

If his hole cards are gone, he will be recognized as a worthless person by the forces.

He's seen too many worthless people end up in the end.

He is no longer the ignorant child he used to be.

Just as An Ting was thinking wildly, a man dressed in a black robe and wearing a hood appeared and covered himself tightly.

The man's voice was hoarse, "Mr. An, I was sent to support you."

The man's aura is very weird, and just being next to each other will make people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

However, the realm of men should not be underestimated, in the late stage of the seventh grade.

An Ting shook his head, his eyes gradually becoming firm, "Let's go."

The two soon came to the vicinity of the abandoned village.

The man looked around closely, checking for movement.

An Ting was a little relieved under the man's escort, and when he came to the entrance of the tunnel, he looked at the open tunnel and frowned.

So casual, I opened it directly.

The man reminded softly, "Mr. An, be careful that there may be traps, I'll take a look first."

How could An Ting rest assured that the other party would enter completely.

If the latest research data is taken away by the other party, then he will not be able to take out his hole cards in the next short time.

"I'm with you."

An Ting immediately followed.

As soon as I went down, I saw a hole in the metal wall of the small room in the tunnel.

An Ting didn't expect that the person who stole things would be so violent and arrogant, and it was difficult for him to provoke bandits here.

As he descended, An Ting noticed the remaining firepower that had disappeared in the passage.

His eyes were full of consternation.

Of course, he knew that he would need to wear special clothing to get in and out every time he was safe.

Why is all the remaining firepower gone?

If it's gone, where does all that residual firepower go?

The uneasiness in An Ting's heart became more and more serious.

As he continued deeper into the passage, until he came to the end, An Ting saw the hole again.

Now he was in a terrible mood, and despite the black-robed man's obstruction, he rushed directly into the basement.

His reserves are gone!

The materials are gone, and the notes are gone.

It's empty!

"Damn!"

An Ting angrily hammered the table, smashing the table next to it to pieces!

The black-robed man followed suit, and seeing that the basement was empty, he naturally sensed that something was wrong.

As everyone knows, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth, which was hidden in the ravine, were slightly upturned.

The fish took the bait.