Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

The metallic luster on it was so charming that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, there are still many problems that have not been solved in the exoskeleton. Not to mention the high cost, there are still many problems, and there is no way to sell it. When it can be mass-produced and listed on the transaction list, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. .”

Who would think that they earn more, besides, now that there is an exoskeleton production line, it will be a matter of time to include it in the transaction list.

When Feng Hongxi heard that Wu Lang wanted to let go, his eyes lit up instantly, and he smiled brightly and said, "This is what you said. If you don't notify me immediately, I will be angry at that time."

He said this in a half-joking, half-serious tone.

Come to think of it.

The status of the exoskeleton as a war weapon is absolutely beyond doubt. Whoever owns it may take the initiative during the battle. If Wu Lang decides to sell it to the folk forces, but he does not buy it, it is very likely that he will be at a disadvantage.

After all, in this special period, no one can guarantee that no one will miss their one-acre three-point land, and no one dares to say that they will not fight with others.

That being the case, we must seize the plan, take the lead in expanding our own power, and develop ourselves, so that those who want to make their own ideas have to weigh whether they have a good mouth when they act...

Wu Lang was just about to answer, but at this moment, Wu Renhuang's voice suddenly came from the earphone.

"Brother, we seem to have caught a big fish, why don't you take a look?"

.......

Chapter 925 Big Fish Into the Net, A Man With Full of Luck

"Oh?"

"You maintain order at the scene first, and I'll come over right away."

I didn't ask for details, but if Wu Renhuang could report it alone, this fish must be big.

"Come on, brother, let's go ahead and have a look."

While speaking, the two stood up and quickly walked out of the caravan. They hurried all the way, and arrived at the battlefield ahead in less than 10 minutes.

At this point the battle is over and the combatants are cleaning the battlefield.

When he found Wu Renhuang, Wu Lang raised his eyebrows.

Next to them, a person was tied with a rope, and there were a few others lying on the ground, but they were obviously in a coma at this time.

Of course these are not the point.

The important point is that these people wear the combat uniforms of the Bald Eagle Kingdom version, and the military ranks on them are not low.

After Feng Hongxi saw this scene clearly, he immediately said in surprise: "Damn! One general, one lieutenant colonel, three majors, I'll go, no wonder there are so many saints in the team, this is really a lot of trouble Big fish."

After the cataclysm, many battles were fought, even more dealings with officials. Although the military rank system of these people was different from that of Huaguo, they could still be distinguished more or less simply, which made Feng Hongxi immediately identified.

"really!"

Wu Lang also nodded with a smile.

"Maybe it's the commanding staff of the Apostolic Church."

With this net alone, they will definitely not lose money if they set up an ambush here. If they get some useful information from these people, they will definitely make a lot of money.

While speaking, Wu Lang's eyes naturally fell on the only middle-aged man who was not knocked out, who was tied up with a rope at this time.

The main reason is that this time, this person has been yelling words that everyone can't understand, and it's hard not to pay attention.

Of course, Wu Renhuang has to be criticized first.

"Look at what you have tied up here, have you forgotten what I taught you before?"

You must know that the players who lived a good life are now even the island has been sunk by the waves, and this little cultural heritage is left. If it is not used, it will only rely on those islanders who live in other countries from time to time in global forums. Brush up on the sense of existence, maybe it won't be long before the only thing that can be obtained will perish in the long river of history.

Hearing this, Wu Renhuang quickly explained: "Brother, you will never forget what you taught. The main reason is that this person was not tied up by me. The brothers below have not learned this skill, so...."

Wu Renhuang said that he will not take the blame.

At that time, Wu Lang had only taught the binding technique to the first and second batches of people. Later, because the initial adaptive training was handed over to Leng Bing and the others, this kind of skill teaching naturally disappeared.

but....

How could Wu Lang, the eldest brother, admit that he was wrong?

Seeing that Wu Renhuang dared to talk back, he used his eyes to stare at him on the spot, and stared back at what he said.

"Do you know what passing on the torch is? I handed it over to you, don't you know how to pass on these little tricks of life? I need to do everything, so what do you need?"

One sentence made Wu Renhuang speechless.

Seeing this, Wu Lang hummed proudly.

"Xiao Mian, you still want to fight with me, but you're still a little stunned."

At this time, seeing that Wu Lang had finished handling his internal affairs, Feng Hongxi stood up to smooth things over and said, "Brother, what is this man talking about for a long time? I haven't understood it after listening for a long time. See if you can listen." Understand?"

Immediately, his attention was focused on this person again.

To be honest, Wu Lang definitely didn't understand, but it didn't prevent Wu Lang from figuring out what this person wanted to express.

"Linger, retrieve the database, compare the languages ​​of the world, and translate what this person is saying."

With the backing of Linger, who copied the global network information before the cataclysm, everything is not a problem.

Not long after the order was issued, Linger gave a reply.

"Master, according to the data, this person speaks the Mon-Khmer language family of the Austro-Asian language family..."

"Speak understandable." Wu Lang interrupted, frowning.

Not a professional who pays attention to this kind of professional name, and then introduces it like this, some people seem to be uneducated.

"Master, this language is called Vietnamese for short."

Hearing this, Wu Lang frowned, and said uncertainly, "Monkey from the Yue Kingdom?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Feng Hongxi and the others heard them, but even the people on the ground listened in, and obviously he also understood the meaning of these four words.

Immediately stopped, and then suddenly spit out the Hua Guo dialect: "You... you group... East Asian sick men... What qualifications do you have... to insult us... the great... Vietnam... country..."

Although he spoke intermittently, it did not prevent everyone from understanding what he wanted to express.

"Cut! So you can speak Huaguo dialect. I thought you couldn't. If you know it, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

Feng Hongxi glanced at his mouth disdainfully. He was very dissatisfied with the words in this man's mouth. He was just about to start a rant. Wu Lang, who can make others doubt his life, is there, so there is still a chance for him to play his part.

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Lang suddenly let out an exaggerated exclamation.

"Oh, it turned out to be a foreign friend, and there is no Internet cafe at home. Yes, the country is poor, and the people must not be rich. Have you eaten rice? Have you ever eaten the hybrid rice that our old man made? Look at your picture With a skinny and sallow face, you must have been eating corn mush all the time, right? Have you ever eaten Fuling mustard? Have you ever drank Moutai? Have you ever seen an airplane..."

Wu Lang spoke at an astonishing speed, his mouth was like a machine gun, da da da da da da, going down the shuttle, not only made the people on the ground dizzy, but also put question marks on the faces of the friendly soldiers around him.

What network?

What Fuling mustard?

what rice....

What is this all about?

Suddenly there was a space-time disorder, and there was a feeling that he was not in the same dimension as Wu Lang.

General Pu, who came back to his senses, immediately said a classic greeting from his country.

"Chomay di Ma-Cao!"

Linger translated the content in time.

Hearing this, Wu Lang's mocking face immediately darkened.

"Brother, what is he talking about?" Feng Hongxi, who sensed Wu Lang's expression was wrong, asked hastily.

"The dog can't spit out ivory, and is scolding us. The content is similar to the national essence we usually use."

After explaining to Feng Hongxi, Wu Lang said directly to Wu Renhuang: "Take them all to the back first, arrange someone to greet his little brother well, and let him experience the hospitality of our Huaguo."

"Others, don't just stand and watch the excitement, clean up the battlefield quickly, maybe the enemy will come again after a while."

Although I was very angry at this time, I couldn't forget the business.

It is not a good place for interrogation at this time. Find a spacious and good place to let him experience the hospitality from the "sick man of East Asia".

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Chapter 926 How bold people are, how prolific the land is

Soon, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the scrapped vehicles were pushed under the roadbed, and the two people who were still able to drive filled in [-] and [-] and split the bills on the spot. As for the corpses of saints with research value, they were packed into the trunk. These can be taken to Di Yingbo to exchange for a lot of supplies at that time.

After finishing all this work, the combatants took their positions again, and Wu Lang and the two walked towards the rear.

Not long after they left, the screams had already reached the ears of the two of them.

Hearing this, the two of them quickened their pace in unison.

Soon came to the position of the captive.

The only person who was awake was General Pu, the chief of the Second Expeditionary Army.

It's just that the appearance at this time is much more embarrassing than when we first met before.

After all, being stripped of his pants and flicking his little brother with his fingers, this sour feeling is not something ordinary people can enjoy.

What's more, Wu Renhuang doesn't talk about martial arts at all.

Just playing with your fingers is unbearable enough, the key is to arrange for a person wearing an exoskeleton to handle this matter.

If you think about it, those with non-human powers such as the dragon group, the dark squad, or the saints may not be able to withstand it, let alone the ordinary General Pu.

How terrible was that cry.

"what...."

certainly...

Despite this, General Pu still achieved the arrogance he should have as the head of the Second Route Expeditionary Army.

Even so, he won't lose.

Amidst the screams, he used the Chinese language that he was not proficient in, constantly changing patterns to spit out the fragrance of the Chinese quintessence.

"God will not let you sinners go."

"One of me fell, but there are thousands of me alive..."

"Let go of me if you have the ability, I want to fight you!"

Ok!

At first glance, it is a person who cannot keep up with the times.

Du Nima is in the 21st century, and he still plays classical duels. Presumably, he has never experienced the so-called socialist beatings.

"Don't stop!"

Wu Lang did not interrogate him immediately, but after leaving these two words, he invited Feng Hongxi and the two back to the caravan again.

Smoke when you should smoke, chat when you should chat.

By the way, report the news here to Di Yingbo.

When Di Yingbo learned that Wu Lang had captured a man with the rank of general, he was also surprised with a bit of emotion.

"It's so unfair."

Some people are God who closed the doors and then blocked the windows, and some people are God who not only opened all the windows, but even opened the doors.

Wu Lang is the latter.

In his impression, since he met Wu Lang now, Wu Lang didn't do too many good things, took advantage of the cheap things, and even rushed to get many good things into his arms.

Just like now.

I worked hard to direct the battle, and the official troops were working desperately on the front line, but the big fish automatically got into Wu Lang's net pocket.

If, as Wu Lang said, this person is a serious general, that would be a great achievement.

After all, this person definitely holds a lot of information they desperately need.

From this point of view, the commando team fighting bloody battles at this time, the artillery that bombarded the opponent to pieces at this time, and the dragon group that entered and exited the enemy team at this time are all showing the silky undertones of the old coin at this time. Team.....

No one has contributed more than Wu Lang and the others.

Who is this shit to justify.

"People must keep alive and hand them over to me after the battle is over." Di Yingbo said hastily.