The strongest little magician

Chapter 906 Questioning
Faced with all kinds of doubts, Zhang Yangguang didn't say much, not because he was afraid, but because he knew that arguing about these meaningless things was nothing but hard work.

He saw Huang Minghai and made a provocative sentence.

"Since you are not convinced, how about we Bibi?"

"Bijibi, do you think I'm afraid? Just to let everyone see the difference between the original and the copycat." Huang Minghai himself was proud and arrogant, facing Zhang Yangguang's provocation, he took it directly without thinking.

"Very well, since that's the case, let me ask you, are you sure Mr. Taylor suffered a heart attack?" Zhang Yangguang asked back.

"Of course, after testing with my equipment, Mr. Taylor really had a heart attack." Huang Minghai said firmly.

On the other side, upon hearing Zhang Yangguang's words, Wang Fugui suddenly felt ominous.

"That's a big mistake!" Zhang Yangguang directly concluded.

"Impossible, are you questioning the instrument in my hand? Looking at the whole country, this instrument in my hand is not only imported from foreign countries, but also the most advanced instrument." Huang Minghai said, and at the same time showed everyone Instruments in their own hands.

"Huh? The most advanced? People can make mistakes, let alone an instrument?" Zhang Yangguang smiled, with a trace of indifference on his face.

For some reason, looking at the indifference on Zhang Yangguang's face, he was unconsciously convincing.

"Hey, don't you fucking talk nonsense here, you say everything, who do you think you are? Don't try to use this method to win me, what kind of shit!" Huang Minghai Cursing, every word is full of slander, it can't be more ugly to hear.

"Tsk tsk, to be honest, you still don't want to believe it?" Zhang Yangguang asked back.

"What do you mean I don't want to believe it? Do you mean to compare it with the instrument in my hand? Do you think you are worthy?" Huang Minghai said further.

Compared with Zhang Yangguang's state-of-the-art equipment, the onlookers were convinced.

In contrast, it must be that smart instruments are better than people.

"It's ridiculous to say that. The disease is all-encompassing, and the smart instrument can only measure a single data and use it as an analysis, which is not reference at all." Zhang Yangguang straightforwardly hit the sore spot of the instrument, which is also the shortcoming of the instrument.

"Fart, stop fucking talking nonsense here, we have the most scientific basis!"

Huang Minghai didn't want to believe it. Every time Zhang Yangguang said a word, he jumped out to refute it.

Zhang Yangguang shook his head helplessly, it seemed that the person in front of him was very stupid.

However, he has a lot of ways to deal with this kind of thorn.

"Since you don't want to believe it, and keep claiming that Mr. Taylor suffered a heart attack, let me ask you, we wereted more than ten minutes on the quarrel. According to your reasoning, isn't Mr. Taylor already dead? "

Zhang Yangguang said, and he hit the key point in one sentence.

After being reminded, everyone turned their attention to Mr. Taylor.

The translator squatted down first, and hurriedly put his hand on Mr. Taylor's nose.

Sensing a faint breath, he was relieved that Mr. Taylor was still alive.

"This..." Huang Minghai's expression was ugly, and he kept thinking in his head. In the face of a heart attack, if the patient did not receive treatment within 5 minutes, he would basically suffocate to death.

But Mr. Taylor in front of him, the symptoms appearing on his body are obviously beyond the outline, beyond his knowledge.

(End of this chapter)