Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 105
boom! ! !
The violent explosion shook the twelve-storey building, and the blast blasted all the outer glass curtain walls into pieces.

The thrown glass shards were mixed in the torrential rain and viciously crashed towards the ground.

Dense black smoke billowed from the top floor, and the orange-red flame spread rapidly, engulfing the blown apart office door.

"Bah, bah, bah, I said two things, can you tell me in advance before you explode next time? It made my face covered in dust."

'Yaoji' spat out the residue in his mouth, waved away the pungent gunpowder smell in front of him with his hands, and looked at the strong man next to him complainingly.

The opponent was carrying a five-foot-long iron dragon on his shoulders, and the mouth of the dragon was still emitting faint smoke.

'Er Tiao' turned his mouth down disdainfully, as if he didn't bother to talk to the other party at all, and walked into the office on the top floor of the building, stepping on the wood chips all over the floor.

After a while, a dull voice came out: "Boss, he's not here."

"how is this possible?!"

'Yaoji' screamed, rushed into the office in two steps, and glanced around with staring eyes.

All kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings, paper, ink, brushes and inkstones worth thousands of dollars were scattered all over the ground under the impact of the explosion.

The only thing is that there is no figure of the main target of this business - Gu Yong!

The expression on the face of 'Yaoji' froze instantly, and subconsciously turned to look at the burly man who walked in slowly, a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly covered his vest.

As the scout of this 'Tiao' deck, the duty of 'Yaoji' in the team is to lock and track the location of the target.

Even in order to ensure that this mission was foolproof, Gong Qinghong, who led the card formation, paid a lot of money for him to go to the Jiaofang Division for four days to eat, drink and have fun.

The purpose is to allow him to plant tracking marks on every Jiaofangsi girl that Gu Yong likes.

For the "Yaoji" who has a good face and a good tongue, this trivial matter is simply a matter of grasping, without any difficulty.

The whole plan was indeed carried out as expected, it went very smoothly, and Gu Yong was successfully stained with his special tracking potion.

But the current situation is that Gu Yong, who was confirmed to be in the office not long ago, really disappeared!

"Could it be that Gu Yong found out that he was marked? It's impossible. Even if he was discovered, he couldn't find a way to undo it in such a short time!"

As a Nongjiu eater, 'Yaoji' is very confident in the tracking potion he made himself.

"Boss, don't worry, he must be on this floor, but I don't know where he's hiding, I'll catch him right away!"

'Yaoji' didn't dare to look at the expression of 'Sitiao' Gong Qinghong, grabbed a handful of air and threw it on the tip of his nose.

The twitching nostrils continuously analyzed various smells in the air until he caught the smell that only he could distinguish, and the tense expression of 'Yaoji' relaxed.

But in the next second, he suddenly frowned again.

"The location of the mark is still in this office, and he can be locked immediately. But why is there a rotten smell of dead people in this smell?!"

Zheng!
At this moment, a hidden compartment on the ceiling suddenly slid open, a green shirt fell down, and a three-inch green sharp point pierced through the air, and went straight to the center of 'Yaoji''s eyebrows.

"Boss help!"

"As soon as the exclamation came out, Yaoji" felt a huge force suddenly surged from his shoulders, and he flew out involuntarily, smashing a surviving armchair to pieces.

A burly figure appeared in his position just now!
The person who rescued him was none other than 'Er Tiao'.

I saw 'Er Tiao' casually throwing away the iron dragon on his shoulder, and stretched his five fingers to grab the tip of the Qingfeng sword.

"court death!"

Seeing that the opponent was so overbearing, Gu Yong couldn't help laughing and cursing, and the speed of raising the sword was even faster!
Ding!
When the palm hit the tip of the sword, there was a crisp metallic sound.

The tactile sensation from his hand was like stabbing an iron plate, and Gu Yong's face suddenly changed drastically.

He lifted his shoulders and twisted his waist to withdraw the long sword, but he was horrified to find that the sword body was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't move at all!

clack clack.
A sound of mechanical extension sounded.

I saw the flesh and blood in the palm of 'Er Tiao' was opened, and he swallowed the long sword with his arm as a sheath!

At the moment when the sword was swallowed, the organ in the palm of 'Er Tiao' closed like a guillotine, and the long sword and the guillotine were cut off with a sound of 'Dang Clan'.

At this moment, Gu Yong realized that he was about to abandon the sword, but a big hand had already grabbed the hair crown on the top of his head, grabbed it from mid-air, and pierced it directly on the ground.

The force of the smash was no small matter, and the entire floor of the office was shaken.

Gu Yong was paralyzed on the ground and dazed for a long time, then he raised his head in a daze, but he happened to bump into a pair of playful eyes.

"It seems that the rumors on the Dao are true. You actually dared to ignorant of the things of your master's family and secretly promoted to Confucian Eighth."

Gong Qinghong shook his head, with a regretful expression, "The brain tissue slices of the dignified champion can't be fused in your hands, so they can only be used as temporary plug-ins. What a waste of money."

"Who are you!"

Gu Yong's hair was scattered in a bun on top of his head, his hair was disheveled, and he shouted at the top of his voice.

"I am your father!"

A foot came in from the side and kicked Gu Yong's side face, sending him flying away.

"Guzi still dares to sneak attack on Lao Tzu, he really doesn't know how to live or die."

The dusty 'Yaoji' swooped over and kicked the Confucian scholar in blue.

It wasn't until he had vented his panic and anger that he turned his head to look at the indifferent 'Er Tiao', and said with a smile, "Er Tiao...brother, thank you."

The tone of 'Er Tiao' maintained the usual indifference, "Small things, you are a waste, so you should take care of them."

'Yaoji' raised his brows upside down, gritted his teeth and said, "You"

"okay,"

Gong Qinghong interrupted the two with a cold voice, looked down at Gu Yong who was frightened like a quail, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Boss Gu, we brothers only want money. Do you have anything valuable on you? Take it out now, maybe it can buy your life."

"what!"

Gu Yong, who was covered in blood all over his body, raised his head and let out a heart-piercing scream, and passed out in a pool of blood with a plop.

'Er Tiao' who was squatting beside him shook off the layer of scalp sticking to the hair in his hands, and looked down at several transparent slices as thin as cicada's wings on his fingertips.

"The activity has been reduced a lot, but it is still worth a lot of money."

'Yaoji' on the side looked at the several bank cards in his hand, and praised repeatedly, "Tsk tsk tsk, these masters of Chengdu Mansion are not only rich, but also stupid enough, they don't even know they have been robbed of so much money by the people below?!"

"This Gu Yong is just a small treasury raised by someone else, but we are the first to win the prize."

'Si Tiao' Gong Qinghong stood in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window with his hands folded, staring at the airship of the Garrison Bureau hovering in the sky, and said with a sneer, "These Confucian religious groups are really interesting."

(End of this chapter)