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On the way, a phone call from Xie Linyuan came over.
"Boss, I heard that Wu Mo has a background as a military chief, so it's not easy to deal with, and you have a small belly, don't be angry," Xie Linyuan said.
Ye Fan chuckled, "How could I be angry for such a small role? You think too much."
"Hey, that's good, I'm not afraid that you will not help the boss if you get angry... If you don't escort the boss, we are really worried this time," Xie Linyuan sighed bitterly.
Ye Fan snorted, "You boy thief, you didn't tell me specifically before that you asked the delegation to come to this conference with scientific research materials on the axis of the earth, just to let me agree to help first."
"Haha... Boss, I just missed it. I'm sorry, but with your strength, it doesn't make a big difference," Xie Linyuan pretended to be stupid.
Ye Fan squinted, "It's useless for you or him to pretend to be stupid. It was originally just a group of delegations, and people wouldn't treat them too hard, unless it was the people of Magnesium who wanted to do big things.
However, they hold the data of the axis of the earth in their hands, which makes a completely different meaning! So many people all over the world are staring at the secrets of the axis of the earth. What they hold in their hands is the hottest potato. "
"Boss, those have nothing to do with weapons. Basically, they are related to some environmental protection, new industrial construction, and some technologies that improve human life. They are shared and will only improve the lives of some impoverished areas.
Even if they were snatched away, they would not be able to study any very powerful lethal weapons, so the problem is not big," Xie Linyuan said.
"This should be another ghost idea you came up with. Use the principle of ant killing elephants to share some technologies that are not attractive to developed countries, but are very useful to developing countries and backward regions, and buy out those weak ones. The group of people, stand with Xia Guo internationally, to fight against those strong opponents headed by Magnesium State...
Old Xie, you can move this game of chess, but the point is, even if we know that these materials have nothing to do with military weapons, do you think other countries and organizations will believe it
They definitely thought that Xia Guo wanted to support a group of countries, so wouldn't they still try to get these information? "Ye Fan said with a curled mouth.
Xie Linyuan smiled bitterly, "So you have to rely on you, the boss. Once we have settled all the negotiations, won enough allies, and signed the contract, it will be fine if these technologies are taken away.
If we are afraid, we have to take away the information before we can talk about it. Then everyone has it. If we want to win over other countries, we have to spend our money..."
Ye Fan touched his temples and couldn't laugh or cry: "You really took great pains to enjoy the technology on the axis of the earth. If this continues, are you sure you can really resist it?"
"Boss, you don't understand this. When the technology we have obtained is mature enough to be so powerful that no one dares to provoke, naturally there will be no country and organization. They dare to provoke us. They can only ask us for charity. Not to snatch..." Xie Linyuan laughed.
Ye Fan showed the color of thinking, what Xie Linyuan said, genius scientists like Chu Yunyao are walking on a road to the top with science and technology.
In the past, Ye Fan, like most ancient martial artists, walked a path of cultivating internal strength and reaching the peak.
Today's Ye Fan has returned to the most primitive point of mankind. By tempering his body, he is groping to climb the peak.
Thinking about it this way, when mankind is pursuing infinite space for ascent, it really seems to have a different context for mankind to choose from.
Before reaching the peak, no one dared to say that the path he took was the wisest and strongest.
"Boss... Boss? Boss!!" Xie Linyuan found that Ye Fan had stopped speaking, and couldn't help but shouted out curiously, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Isn't it really angry?"
Xie Linyuan was a little panicked, he was still afraid of really angering Ye Fan.
"No... I thought about something," Ye Fan came back to his senses and said, "Old Xie, you gave me some inspiration."
"Huh? What inspiration?"
"Inspiration is inspiration, don't ask so much." Ye Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I don't want to keep looking after the people of this group of delegations for you, but I think it's your face. Go find it." Sloppy ghost'."
When Xie Linyuan heard it, he was immediately happy: "Haha, Boss, you are really interesting, in fact, you should do it like this! You are all in Bali, go to the dirty ghost, not too much! Remember to bring me greetings to the dirty brother. !"
Ye Fan hung up the phone directly, too lazy to wrestle with this guy.
When the taxi stopped, Ye Fan had already arrived in a relatively bleak neighborhood.
Most of the buildings here are relatively old. Many walls and buildings are covered with graffiti. Some strangely dressed people, and some speeders watching the flow, are also drinking on the side of the road.
Except for some smoky-looking bars, there are no serious restaurants here.
Ye Fan, a member of the Xia country, came here, and many people pointed their middle fingers to Ye Fan, talking rubbish.
However, Ye Fan didn't care about this at all. He continued to move forward, and when he reached an alley, the two sides were much deserted, and it seemed that no one wanted to approach here.
Ye Fan walked into the alley, until the innermost, there was a tall black cast iron door.
It was sprayed with red paint on it with an unusually hideous-looking goat-head demon totem.
Others, there are no words or descriptions. It seems that only the sign of a sheep's head devil is needed to explain everything.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and knocked on the iron ring on the door, and the iron door rang twice.
Almost a minute later, the door opened, and a smell of decay came out of the door, which didn't smell good.
The door opened was a thin white young man wearing a black hoodie and black sweatpants, and his whole body was very old anyway, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands had many bruises. He was obviously an addict.
"Killing? Or revenge?" The white young man asked, asking the question of two choices.
Ye Fan grinned, "Neither."
When the white youth heard this, he sighed: "The public toilet is next to the convenience store on the second street."
With that, the young man decided to close the door.
But Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "I'm not looking for the toilet."
The white youth frowned, "Killing? Or revenge?"
Ye Fan blinked, "remembering the past."
"Here is no retelling of the old."
"If I want to narrate, I can narrate," Ye Fan said with a smile.
The white young man seemed to be stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he let himself go, "Come in."