Dragon King of Beauty Protector

Stephen saw that tulmans was still in the shock stage and quickly waved his hand in front of him: "come back, doctor! Don't think about how I beat the money. Let's talk about cooperation first."

Tulmans nodded slightly. Stephen opened the diamond ring box in front of him, and a dazzling Ruby appeared in front of him.

He opened his eyes and looked at Steven suspiciously. What does that mean? Give him a gem? Want to reward him? Although it looks beautiful and valuable, does it have anything to do with cooperation?

"What is this?" Tulmans asked in a daze. Steven took out the Ruby: "this is not an ordinary ruby."

"I know, I should have seen this thing. It should be a ruby made in Tanzania, which is very valuable..." turmans seemed to understand him wrong, thought and said. Steven listened and held his forehead.

"Well, Dr. tulmans, although this gem is really expensive, what I say has nothing to do with its value and wealth. I'm talking about its internal manufacturing materials."

"Do you want me to break down the internal materials?"

Steven nodded, "yes, doctor, have you ever heard of zirconium?"

Tulmans frowned: "zirconium? One of the rare elements in the world? Less than 100 grams of zirconium have been found all over the world

"Do you know what that thing is for?"

Tulmans was a little frightened. Could Steven do such a thing? Really? This thing is priceless! It is said that it is mainly used for military purposes.

He heard Stephen asking himself, pausing; "You can make military weapons or chemical supplies..."

"Yes... And making high-tech military weapons." Stephen raised the ruby above his head and looked at it. The setting sun outside reflected on it, making it transparent and dazzling.

"I only remember that America and China have zirconium. I remember that I was recommended to participate in the zirconium research project, but I refused."

"Why refuse research?" Stephen asked curiously, and the doctor scratched his head: "I thought that element was irrelevant at that time, because I remember that we had only about ten milligrams of zirconium at that time. Even if we developed something, we could not produce it in mass. That thing was too rare, so I thought there was no future development, so I refused to study..."

Stephen stood up sympathetically: "you should regret it now. It's very popular now... I mean, it's very popular in the military field."

"What can this thing do?" Thurmans said and scratched his head. Stephen looked at him with strange eyes: "I want to ask you, what else can this thing do besides being invisible?"

Tulmans frowned and was shocked: "invisible?"

Steven paused: "sorry to slip the tongue. This element can be invisible. Er... I mean, this element can be used to make invisibility cloak, which belongs to the military field..."

"Show me!" Tulmans seemed to be very interested. He reached for the ruby and looked back under the electron microscope for a long time

Steven looked at his watch. It was already 1:30 p.m

"They should be here soon!" Stephen muttered and looked up at tulmans: "excuse me, doctor."

Tulmans didn't respond to him. He seemed to devote himself to his work. Steven was stunned. He believed in the madman like himself

Stephen didn't have any extra action and walked to the stairs. The mercenaries behind him also lined up behind him.

He came to the middle of the chemical plant and stopped. At his feet was a sign of the apron.

He looked around at several factories and suddenly whistled loudly.

The whistle circled in the open chemical plant with echo

The next second, a group of people appeared inside several factories

Steven nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "I have so many good friends..."

He filled the two mp40s in his hand with bullets.

"There has been no real fire for a long time." He took out a heavy bulletproof vest from the car and talked to himself. A group of mercenaries stood beside him. His words seemed to be saying to them, but the other group was silent and didn't respond.

"Can you answer me?" He looked at the mercenaries in front of him. They were still motionless and their eyes were dull, like wooden men.

"It seems that my hallucinogen needs to be improved..." Stephen spread his hand, suddenly showed a naughty smile and scanned the crowd.

"You! Drive!" He casually pointed to a small mercenary and said that the other party immediately ran into his jeep.

"Drive straight away! Follow the road and stop if you meet someone." Steven said with a smile that the mercenary did it right and stepped on the accelerator directly and left.

He looked back and slapped: "OK, let's prepare for the ambush! I can't wait for this fratricide..."

……

Near two o'clock, the sandstorm in the desert began to grow, the visibility decreased, and a pile of soil could be poured in with a little mouth open

At this time, a huge team was driving on the highway submerged by wind and sand.

The mercenary regiment almost poured out, and the head Sullivan personally led the rescue of Dr. tulmans

Sullivan only heard that the sniper leader said that there was only one person who kidnapped the doctor. He didn't know what to do, and then it was about his men shooting their own people for no reason

Hearing these strange things, he couldn't believe it. Their mercenary regiment is the most active in this area with a radius of hundreds of kilometers. It can even be said that only their mercenary regiment has the largest force, and the members are very united. There is no intrigue, so there must be no rebellion and so on.

That doesn't make sense. Since people are united, why do his men shoot their own people for no reason.

Then he heard the sniper leader say that they seem to have been killed by grenades and then resurrected?

That's even more stupid? It's like a horror film. Will these people become living dead? And the kind of intelligent living dead who can use a gun?

He was sitting in the jeep thinking hard when a voice came from the walkie talkie.

"Boss, I found a jeep in front of us. It just stopped in front of us."

"Who's in the car?"

"I can't see clearly. The wind and sand are too big."

Sullivan held his arm: "maybe it's a lost traveler? Give him some bread and water and let him go straight along this road."

"Boss? It looks like you're in the car!" The soldier answered in surprise. Sullivan sat up when he heard this: "my own man?"

He couldn't help getting out of the car to check, came to the jeep and saw his dull eyed men in the car.

He didn't speak, nor did the men in the car.