Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan did not object, and let them search again.

After not finding any offensive weapons, the poker face’s complexion eased a little, and said to Yang Xuan: "Mister Yang, in view of your strong power, in order to ensure your safety, we will take restrictive measures. , Please cooperate."

Yang Xuan looked at him: "What restrictions?"

Poker face waved, and someone behind him walked forward with a briefcase Come.

Open the briefcase, and there are two things in it, one is silver white handcuffs, the other is gray black chains, which look like anklets.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed. He looked at the contents of the briefcase and suddenly asked: "Is this what you mean? Or is it the head of state?"

"Big The head of state will not pay attention to such trivial matters, but this is a rule." The poker face remained expressionless.

"It is stipulated that I must wear handcuffs and shackles to see the head of state?" A cold light flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes.

"It's not you, but all people with strong power." The poker face still looks like a routine. After a pause, he continued: "Of course, so far, there is no one like you. You are the first person who can see the Great Head of State."

"In other words, I am the first person to see the Great Head of State with handcuffs and anklets?" Yang Xuan Asked every word.

"speaking from a certain perspective, yes." Poker face.

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, and then asked a question: "Do you know why I met the head of state?"

Poker face shook the head:" I don't know, this is confidential and it has nothing to do with us. We are just doing our routine. Please Mister Yang not to embarrass us."

"Heh!" Yang Xuan suddenly smiled and shook his head with a smile.

Poker's face didn't smile, he just looked at Yang Xuan quietly.

"You can help me pass a word." Yang Xuan said suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

"Just say that the engine is not burning oil." Yang Xuan said faintly, then turned around and left.

"Hold on, where are you going?" Poker Face asked.

"The meeting was cancelled." Yang Xuan didn't even turn his head, indifferently said.

"This is where you come as you want, leave as you want?" The poker face sounded like ice cold and waved. A dozen black clothed persons behind him quickly surrounded Yang Xuan. When they got up, they stretched out their hands and looked at Yang Xuan coldly.

"I advise you not to do this." Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"Mister Yang, the meeting is impossible to cancel. If you have to do this, you will be at your own risk." Poker Face coldly said.

"Oh, ignorance!" Yang Xuan gave him a cold look, and then said: "You don't know what you are doing."

After that, he went around. Without even looking at his black clothed person, he squeezed them away and walked out.

Several black clothed persons were squeezed and staggered, and they reached out and took out the contents of their arms.

It is a small silver white pistol, dainty and delicate, which looks like a child's toy.

But next moment, everyone was stunned.

Because there are only layers of ripples in the air, and Yang Xuan, there is no trace.

……

Cloud Mist Mountain Villa, Yang Xuan opened the door that had been dusty for many days, slightly sighed.

Without Yi Ren, even this villa showed a bit of depression.

"I have said, you are too troublesome like this. With your strength, destroy this low-level planet in minutes." The dark god Cocoer clamored in the ring. Yang Xuan's experience just now made him feel the same. .

I'm stunned, I've been locked up by this demon. You low-level lifeforms, you still want to handcuff the demon, and numb eggs. Isn't this an insult to Lao Tzu?

Cocoer thought angrily, wishing to run out and slap that poker face.

Yang Xuan took care of him lazily, just took out the triangular metal and asked: "Do you know this thing?"

"I don't know." Coco was out of anger Said that he was still fighting the injustice just now.

"I will give you a chance to reorganize the language." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

"You know you are bullying me." Ke Ke'er called out to hit Tianqu, her voice aggrieved like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Yang Xuan remain unmoved, just asking: "Do you know?"

This time, Cocoa flew out of the ring and circled the triangle metal. After that, I wondered: "I really don't know this. Not only that, I haven't even seen the materials that make up this thing."

"I don't know the materials?" Yang Xuan frowned asked.

"I haven't seen it, I guess it is most likely a product of high level civilization, at least Level 6 civilization." Cocoer said.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and asked: "Do you know what this moire pattern means? What does it represent?"

"I don’t know, it looks like it’s passing Some kind of information, but there are too many types of words in the universe, who knows that this is the thing that came out of the pimple."

Yang Xuan shook the head.

It seems that from Cocoa, he can't get any useful information.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the morning of the 2nd day, someone rang the doorbell.

"Come in by yourself." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

The door slid open on both sides, footsteps sounded, and after a while, Zhan Xiao appeared in the villa.

His face is ugly, and when he sees Yang Xuan’s apprentice, he asks: "Why are you canceling the meeting?"

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and asked: "Drink Tea?"

Zhan Xiao didn’t want to drink tea, and sat down and said, "Do you know how important this meeting is."

Yang Xuan nodded, let go Teacup said: "I know."

"Do you know why you want to go your own way?" Zhan Xiao asked.

"I know, but some people don't." Yang Xuan said calmly.

Zhan Xiao was taken aback and asked: "What do you mean?"

Yang Xuan simply recounted what happened after he left yesterday.

After listening, Zhan Xiao's face turned pale.

"It's a nonsense!" He slapped the armrest of the sofa fiercely, and said angrily: "These people don't know the weight."

Yang Xuan shrugged indifferently and said nothing.

Zhan Xiao mumbled and cursed for a while, then healed his emotions, and said to Yang Xuan: "Someone will come over, please prepare."

"Who?"

"The two experts, both national treasures, came here overnight." Zhan Xiao explained.

Half an hour later, the person Zhan Xiao said arrived. They were two elderly people. One of them, Yang Xuan, was also seen on TV. He was a national treasure expert.

"What is the engine burning?" When an old man with glasses saw Yang Xuan, he asked, without any courtesy.

But Yang Xuan doesn't care. Compared with other people, these experts who have dedicated their lives to the country are more respectable.

"A new type of energy, man-made." Yang Xuan explained.

"How does it compare to aviation fuel?" Another old man took out a notebook and calculator, and seemed to be ready to calculate on the spot.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, and said: “It’s not the same type of substance. Simply put, a layered fighter can replenish energy once and can fly at least 20,000 kilometers at high intensity. Of course, this has to be built on the driver’s body. On the basis of being able to eat it."

The two old people looked at each other, breathing quickly.

The current fighter flight limit is 4,000 kilometers, and new energy can make the cruising range more than four or five times more than that. This is a milestone for fighter jets. If you can’t get it right, there are many tactics. The tactics have to be changed.

"Where is the production process?" the two asked in unison.

In view of the fighter technology provided by Yang Xuan, the two of them must not believe it.

"Here!" Yang Xuan took out another USB flash drive.

As soon as the U disk appeared, the two old men rushed past with lightning speed and cover one's ears whilst stealing a bell.

That way, even faster than a cheetah.