Is this still the old Joe who can call the wind and rain?

Why didn't he have any defense, just squatting in the yard to bathe the corgi?

Shouldn't he be the overlord with a lot of bodyguards around him, a bull-eared person who even has a not-so-friendly look when others fly over, and someone has to tremble when he coughs?

But this old man in front of me, how can I feel that I am not as imposing as Ah Da?

"It's out!"

"Old Joe, this time it will definitely work!!"

The moment the cook, wearing a protective suit and a protective mask on his head, walked out of the sterile laboratory, he pulled off the protective mask, and the sweat stains and excitement on his face overflowed.

It's like when I was moving bricks at the construction site, the bricklayer who was scolding the boss just now for deducting and damaging saw the boss coming, turned his face and asked with a flattering smile: "Boss, do you need to wipe the car for you?" ”

This, fucking is human nature!

"Look at your pleasure." Old Joe didn't reply, and continued to bathe the dog.

A moment later, a green-skinned soldier brought a table and some experimental equipment, and the cook waited for the white coat in the room to send out the crystallized finished product, and then the test began on the spot.

I really don't understand these things, I can't understand them, but I can't stand the cook's tricks, so I muttered the whole detection method myself.

"This is called fluorescence spectrophotometry, and it is a ...... that detects the maximum excitation wavelength and the maximum emission wavelength as the detection conditions."

"The kind used by the police is called ultraviolet spectrophotometry, but the impurities in this thing can easily affect the detection results, and my method is different, it is completely unaffected by impurities, and the most accurate content can be obtained."

To tell the truth, I was lying on the edge of the window and looking out of the window like listening to a book from heaven, and everyone's attention was focused on the wooden tabletop, no one paid attention to me at all, and even if someone did, it didn't matter, it seemed that the people here didn't care much about this kind of thing, after all, this was testing, not production.

The chef first integrated the crystals into the deionized water, and then completed the detection in five small steps: standard curve experiment, sample recovery experiment, stability experiment, precision experiment, and detection limit experiment......

The cook was stunned.

A man in a white coat exclaimed, "This is impossible!" beside the cook. ”

"All our steps are completed in strict accordance with the procedure, there is not the slightest mistake or omission, and it is impossible to achieve 88.35% results!"

88.35%！

This is less than 1.65% away from 90%, which belongs to the range of gaps that buyers will not mind when trading, but Lao Qiao turned his head with a smile.

I think he must have been smiling coldly.

Because 90% content is king, even 89.99% of the rest is not enough to make him the focus of everyone's attention.

The cook grabbed a man beside him and asked sharply, "Did you make a mistake?" ”

The man responded cautiously in horror: "Impossible, I have done a good job of cleaning all the experimental equipment!" ”

He turned his head again and grabbed the collar of the other person: "Did you have a problem when you crystallized?" ”

"It's not me! The crystallization was made by you and me! ”

The cook looked at everyone and roared frantically: "Who the hell is it! ”

One of the young men, who hadn't grown so many hearts, stepped forward and responded timidly: "Is it possible that there was a problem when I added the raw materials?" ”

"I was joking with Cuenca at the time, maybe it was a little bit more raw at that time...... But isn't this just an experiment, next time, next time I'll be more serious. ”

The cook glared at him, as if he had found the problem, and was about to get angry......

I watched as Old Joe let go of the dog that was being washed, slowly stood up from the small bench, reached out and pulled out a pistol from the waist of the greenskin soldier next to him, and then, without hesitation, pulled the trigger at the young man - bang!

It's a simple experiment.

It's just a small mistake.

This completely salvable mistake caused the young man in the white coat to fall straight up, blood staining the dust and sand.

The whole scene seemed to be cold for a moment, and the entire village seemed to have no sound at that second, and everyone stared at Lao Qiao with terrifying eyes.

"It doesn't matter, haven't you already made 88% of the goods, I believe you, you will definitely be able to make more than 90% of the goods."

He clapped his hands as if nothing had happened: "Alright, that's all for today, everyone, disperse." ”

No one moved.

No one dared to move!

Old Joe turned his head and suddenly opened his mouth: "It's scattered!" ”

Everyone around them suddenly scattered, and the greenskins couldn't help but run when they left, and after almost a few seconds, there was no one in the entire empty field.

I finally know why Old Joe was able to hold everyone down.

He never tells you that it is useless, as long as he comes to you, he wants your life.

Immediately after, he walked over to the corgi in the bucket like no one else, and the corgi let out a miserable howl when he saw this person coming, as if he understood everything just now, and hid in the bucket as if he understood everything just now, and kept turning in circles in a panic, as if he was looking for an angle to jump out.

Just as Old Joe approached, Corgi jumped out of the barrel and ran without looking back.

Pets are spiritual, they can't distinguish between good and evil, but they can sense problems and feel fear from the atmosphere of the people around them.

Old Joe's outstretched hands froze in place, and I saw his eyelids trembling, his eyes full of murderous aura.

Woof!

Barking!

Whew!

Whew~

When I heard the dog barking, I withdrew my gaze, and when I looked down again, I saw the dog calling for help from me.

I could see its longing in those big eyes, and I could hear the footsteps outside the door that someone was approaching quickly.

Look up again!

Old Joe was already standing in the doorway.

"Who are you?"

Old Joe had never seen me, but he asked directly in Burmese with my attire.

I opened my mouth: "Aba, Abba ......" twice, and the green-skinned soldier guarding the door walked in and said my identity in Old Joe's ear.

He didn't look at me anymore, like he didn't need to look at me at all.

Instead, he crouched down and once again stretched out his hand to the corgi at my feet, and the corgi turned its ass and hid behind me.

This is the first time I've faced a demon alone at such a distance.

I used to think that people in society were bragging when they said that 'those guys who have killed people will have oozing hair on their bodies', but at this second, Old Joe didn't need to shout or order anything at me, so I took the initiative to lower my body, picked up the corgi, and handed it over.

Whew!

Whew!

Corgi was caught by Old Joe and was shaking all over.

Old Joe turned around and walked away with the dog in his arms, and when he got to the door, he held the corgi high - pop!

Dropped the dog at my door.

(End of chapter)