Almighty boss can be sweet

Chapter 587 Isn't this crazy?
Both Dahei and Erhei didn't react a little, their internal strength recovery was interrupted, their true qi was disordered, and a mouthful of blood spit out from their mouths with a puff.

The two touched each other's pulse, and realized that they had suffered internal injuries to varying degrees, and their faces became even paler.

When they looked in the direction of Shizi's attack, they saw a silver-masked man in a linen-colored padded coat standing not far away, looking at them coldly.

"Who sent you here? The boss of Tianqi?"

The boss looked at them, took a step forward, and a wave of Wia came towards him. They were both practitioners of ancient martial arts, and they knew each other's strength very well.

Such power, identity and strength are not ordinary people.

It's just that the question made both of them a little aggrieved.

"Didn't you bring us here?"

Dahei asked with a sullen face, amused.

It is obvious that these people arrested them, but they still don't know what they did to them and made them lose their internal strength. Don't you think it's strange to ask them what they do now?

Hearing their rhetorical question, the boss said to himself: "I just don't want to talk about it. Send them to the torture hall and help them recall."

He has already guessed what this group of people are doing. The so-called little princess of Tianqi is just a ridiculous cover, and these two people are Tianqi's plan.

They have a way to restore their internal strength, so they can escape the drug control of the mine.That woman attracts attention, and they can take advantage of it...

Hmph, it really was ulterior motives, the boss got even more angry, waved his hand, and let the people behind them take them away.

Dahei Erhei looked at the masked man blankly, feeling more and more baffled.

Isn't it crazy to catch them and ask them what their purpose is?
It's just that the boss is now immersed in his own world and doesn't care what they think at all.

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Back Mountain.

Jing Mo and Chu Gan each wore a pair of black glasses, and they could clearly see the distribution of silk here, which was too dense to pass through.

There is only one way to get in, and that is to cut the silk.

"There is only one problem. Look at the place where the silk is fixed, there is a black alarm. I think that as long as the silk changes, the alarm will automatically alarm."

Jing Mo looked at the black alarms hidden inside the stone, and felt that the people who designed this mechanism really had a honeycomb-like mind, shutting it off one after another, and if they were a little careless, they would fall into their trap.

"I'll take a look."

Chu Gan jumped up and came to a stone to check the black alarms.

Jumping back quickly, he said, "It doesn't matter. These are not connected to the Internet. They are a simple balance device. As long as the cut silk is balanced in weight, there will be no change in the mechanism."

But the difficulty is that silk itself is very light, and these so-called changes depend on the pulling force generated by pulling, which requires strict calculations.

"The person who designed this trap must be a very boring person."

The balance of force is not difficult to calculate, but it is difficult to control. It is necessary to repeatedly calibrate the pulling force before the silk needle can be laid. Could it be that this person is a person who loves physics very much.

Chu Gan felt the same way, and said helplessly, "Yes, it takes a lot of time to balance one thread after another."

This is a huge project. Those who can do such a thing are smart, but they are too boring.

How can anyone waste brain and body energy on such a thing.

(End of this chapter)