Chapter 347: Defensive Gate·Nintendo Qin Yao doesn't have time to wait here for the first R&D, what he wants is immediate combat firepower. But after all, Chu Yi had only been in the military town for a short time, and he was not playing a game. It was impossible to build artillery in such a short period of time. So Qin Yao had already thought about it on the way here. This time, Liu Dalong's three-door treasure trophies were transformed and brought to the battlefield. The last bombardment of Jiuju Tower really made him addicted. Whether it was psychologically or in terms of harvest, the gains he got were incomparable... Just like a cat stealing fish, as long as it happens once, it will happen countless times. It’s over! "It can be transformed, but I need your help." Chu Yi said, paused slightly, and looked at Qin Yao's face: "If nothing else happens, I can only use my mouth, and you have to do all the hands-on work." "No problem, I will listen to your arrangements throughout the whole process." Qin Yao waved his hand: "Let's go to Lao Liu to discuss borrowing the cannon." “Borrow a cannon? What kind of cannon?” Not long after, in Lao Liu’s family villa, Liu Dalong, dressed in regular clothes, shouted with eyes wide open.
"What kind of cannon do you want to borrow?" Qin Yao asked. Liu Dalong's cheek twitched: "I just returned it, and I turned around and wanted to take it out again. Is this your cannon?!" "If you want to give them to me, I'm quite willing." Qin Yao was happy. "I do not want to!" Liu Dalong gritted his teeth: "I haven't even used this cannon once since I bought it. You fired it once, and now you actually want to fire it a second time. Did I buy it for you?!" "Old Liu, why don't you know how to be grateful?" Qin Yao reached out and patted his shoulder, pointing at Chu Yiyi: "I have sent you such a good cannon-making genius, and I will lend you three cannons. What's wrong?" It's okay that he didn't mention this. But when he mentioned this, Liu Dalong became angry and cursed: "Fuck, you have the nerve to say this? Use my people, my resources, and my venue to build cannons for you." , I will build a thousand more doors! If you do this, you will make me a big grievance, catch me and kill me." Qin Yao has a face as thick as a city wall and a mentality as steady as an old dog: "It's wrong of you to think that way. I regard you as my family, that's why I'm so casual with you, and that's why I'm so rude to you. You should treat me like a family member, just like I come to you to borrow cannons now. When thousands of cannons are built in the future, you can come to me to borrow cannons! Think about it, if thousands of artillery pieces are deployed on the border, whoever wants to bully you should not be afraid? Even if a person of destiny appears in the future, with these thousands of artillery as a deterrent, won't the other party be able to come and have a good talk with you? By then, as long as you perform well and surrender quickly, you can still get the position of founding general, right? Coupled with the fact that I am here, it is enough to protect you from wealth and honor throughout your life. Lao Liu, other warlords are in danger. Today they are enjoying glory and wealth, but tomorrow they may be able to leave as a family. Only you, as long as you don’t commit suicide, can enjoy happiness for the rest of your life. Isn’t this enough? " Liu Dalong blinked and stopped talking. He is not a fool, how could he not see through this? This is also the main reason why he allowed Chu Yi to build cannons and ordered the army to cooperate. Now it's Qin Yao who needs his help. In the future, when he gets old, he can count on Qin Yao's help.
As for children and grandchildren, he has no hope at all. Era makes heroes, and once the era of great peace arrives, no matter how awesome his descendants are, they will not be able to surpass his achievements! Three days later. Qin Yao took away three modified artillery pieces from the military town, but he did not rush to Hong Kong Island. Instead, he went back to Yizhuang first and found Nintendo basking in the sun in the backyard of the employee building. At this time, there was a little zombie wearing sunglasses lying on the recliner next to him. The sunlight, which most zombies are afraid of, is like nourishment to them. The leisurely life of the two zombies is in sharp contrast to the people and ghosts working hard in the village above. So many employees get angry when they see them after get off work, but there is nothing they can do... After all, the old zombie is here to provide for his old age, and the little zombie is the same as Uncle Jiu’s son. How can they compare their heads? Typical people are not as good as Zombie series… "Mr. Ren, you are well." Qin Yao came against the sunshine and said with a smile. “Huh?” Hearing his voice, Nintendo had no reaction, but the little zombie suddenly sat up, flew up, and pounced on his chest. ification. Qin Yao opened his arms to catch him and asked in surprise: "Have you grown taller?" Zombies can grow in size, which is simply unheard of. However, the emergence of Nintendo has broken too much common sense. It can eat, drink, fly, and even control real thunder and lightning. Compared with these, the growth of little zombies that are also injected with hormones is nothing. The little zombie sat on his thick arms, grinned and nodded. Qin Yao hugged him with one arm and asked, "Are you good lately?" “Very well behaved,” said the little zombie. “Your master has beaten him seven times in the past two months.” Nintendo said suddenly. Chin Yao: “…” Judging from how much Uncle Jiu doted on the little zombie, if he was willing to beat him, he must have done something no less than going to Fang Jie Wa. Be a good hammer... “Eah!” The little zombie stared at Nintendo with an annoyed look. Even though he can speak now, he still likes to express his emotions with his tone and expression. Nintendo coughed dryly and sat up straight: "Qin Shaoban, tell me, what do you want from me?" “Mr. Ren, do you want to go out for a walk?” Qin Yao said with a smile. Nintendo decisively refused: “I won’t go.” Chin Yao: “…”
"Okay, I'll just say it." After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I'm here to ask you to get rid of ghosts. There is a ghost club, which is really abominable..." “No, I still have to look at the gate.” Nintendo shook his head again. Mainly because of laziness. The lazier...the lazier. In Qin Yao's arms, the little zombie rolled his eyes slightly, looked at the old zombie and said, "Go." “Fuck your grandma’s legs,” Nintendo scolded. “Grandpa.” The little zombie puffed out his cheeks and shouted. Nintendo: “…” Qin Yao was laughing like crazy in his heart, and his cheeks were twitching. He gritted his teeth until his teeth were almost dry to pieces to prevent him from laughing. "You bastard, get down here." Nintendo's face darkened and he bared his teeth. “No.” The little zombie hugged Qin Yao’s neck. Nintendo looked around, but couldn't find anything that he could take advantage of. He pointed at Qin Yao and said, "You, put him down for me." "Ren Lao, Ren Lao, calm down." Qin Yao quickly comforted him: "The child is ignorant, so don't be as knowledgeable as him." Nintendo rolled his eyes: "What if I have to meet him? This naughty kid is so annoying." “You were the one who cursed first.” Qin Yao muttered in a low voice. “What did you say?” Nintendo shouted. Qin Yao: "I said, you are very good at scolding. If a child does something wrong, he should be scolded. However, you must be careful when doing it, so as not to leave any psychological shadow on the child." Nintendo laughed at him and said angrily: "Do you know why your master beat him last time? This naughty kid used explosives to blow up the main room, and the statue of your ancestor was shattered." Chin Yao: “…” Shaoyan. He silently placed the little zombie in front of the old zombie and said seriously: "Hit, hit hard." Little zombie: “…” “Grandpa!” Seeing that Nintendo was about to spank him, the little zombie thought quickly and turned around to hug the old zombie’s thigh. The old zombie raised his palm several times, but in the end he couldn't fight... “Stay away from me.” Putting down his palms, the old zombie swung his legs, trying to throw the little guy away. The little zombie wrapped his arms tightly around his thighs and said, "Get rid of ghosts..." "I'll get rid of you... I'll get rid of you big-headed devil." The old zombie said: "You have to go, but I won't go." “Let’s go together.” The little zombie said stubbornly.
“Why are you so angry?” Nintendo was furious. Little zombie: “Grandpa.” Nintendo: “…” A few more days. As soon as the fashionable grandfather and grandson arrived at the hotel, they were surrounded by Nianying and Ah Li. "Have you two seen enough?" Nintendo, wearing shorts and sunglasses, frowned. “I haven’t seen enough.” Nianying said honestly. “I’m used to your old Qing Dynasty official uniform, and it’s really new to suddenly see you wearing a floral shirt, floral shorts, and floral shoes.” Ah Li said with a smile, not afraid of Nintendo. Nintendo glared at Qin Yao speechlessly. It’s not this guy who advised me to spend such a lot of money. Talk about what trend... “It’s still autumn, why are you wearing a windbreaker?” Nianying quickly focused on the little zombie and reached out to push the big sunglasses on his face up to his head. The little zombie chuckled, stretched out his hand and pulled open the windbreaker, revealing countless gunpowder tubes tied to the windbreaker. Nianying: “…” Aquinas: “…” So many gunpowder cartridges, once detonated... Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I told him to put it away, but he refused to give it to me." “Mine!” said the little zombie. Nianying couldn't laugh or cry, she reached out and flicked his forehead: "I know it's yours, isn't it because I'm afraid they will explode accidentally?" “Can’t hurt me.” said the little zombie. Nianying: "I'm afraid of blowing up others." Little Zombie: “Aren’t we just here to blow up people?” Nianying: “…” I am speechless! "It's getting dark, I'll go find the hotel manager and ask him to check out all customers, put up a cordon, and prepare in advance to avoid causing panic," Qin Yao said. In fact, he also thought about using soundproofing, but the Devil's Club is not a house, but an underground floor. One cannon and two cannons will definitely not solve the problem. If there are too many cannons, the sound will inevitably spread, so he can only ask the hotel cooperation. As for whether doing this will alarm the club, Qin Yao believes that it will definitely... Therefore, in order to prevent the club's fierce devils from taking advantage of him, didn't he make a special trip to Yizhuang and invite the big boss of Nintendo?
For the invulnerable and invulnerable music zombie, he alone is a defensive gate, enough to prevent the attack of all fierce ghosts. What they have to do is very simple: fire, fire, keep firing, and do it to pieces! “Mr. Chen, there is a gentleman named Qin who wants to see you.” At 6:30 pm, Su Can knocked on the door of the general manager’s office. In the room, behind the desk, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose raised his head slightly. His temperament was elegant and gentle: "What's going on?" "I want to talk to you about the life and death of the hotel." Su Can whispered. “Life or death?” Chen Zhuo frowned and put down his pen: “Let him in.” "You are responsible for the administration of this hotel, right?" Under Su Can's guidance, Qin Yao strode into the door and asked bluntly. "Yes, what are you talking about about life and death?" Chen Zhuo didn't have the habit of talking nonsense with strangers, so he asked immediately. Qin Yao: "Please evacuate all guests in the hotel immediately, put up a cordon outside the hotel, and put up a sign for blasting to develop an underground shopping mall." “Why?” Chen Zhuo’s face was full of astonishment. Qin Yao took out the Gauss gun and put it against his forehead: "What's the reason?" "The reason is very good." Chen Zhuo nodded and said to Su Can: "Immediately, immediately, do as he said." With the gun against your head, any hesitation for one second is disrespectful to life! "Yes, Mr. Chen." Su Can responded and left in a hurry. "Boss, I don't know what you are thinking, but I would like to remind you from the bottom of my heart that the basement level of our hotel is not for chaos." Chen Zhuo said solemnly. "You are the person in charge of this hotel, so you must know more." Qin Yao leaned forward and asked coldly: "Who is the owner of the underground club?" "I have no idea…" "Snapped!" Qin Yao slapped him on the face, knocking his glasses away instantly, and five bright red fingerprints appeared on his cheek: "Would you like to try whether it is your mouth or my slap that is harder?" Chen Zhuo was completely stunned. Stars were flashing in front of his eyes and his head was buzzing. He couldn't recover for a long time. This was the first time he had been slapped in his life, and it was heartbreaking for him. “Be awake, if you don’t say anything, I will continue to beat you.” Qin Yao pinched his face and asked him to look at him. Chen Zhuo's face was full of fear and his eyes were horrified as he said: "Don't fight, don't fight, I will tell you the truth." Qin Yao pulled out the chair and sat across from him with a smile on his face: "Very good, I like people who are knowledgeable and can tell you everything you know in full. Don't think about making tricks, otherwise once I find out any clues, Don’t even think about your life.” Chen Zhuo's heart trembled. He didn't dare to bet on whether a person who carried a gun would dare to shoot and kill people: "Actually, I don't know much. I only know that the boss behind the underground floor is a Japanese, very rich, and directly I bought out the rights to use the underground floor for 99 years, then found someone to start the work, dug out such a large flat floor, and established the club. " “It’s Japanese again!” Qin Yao narrowed his eyes, and the old movies he had watched in his previous life passed through his mind one by one.
Keywords: Hong Kong Island, Nightmare Club, Japanese. Gradually, the name of an old movie flashed into my mind. “Again? Have you ever met a Japanese before?” Chen Zhuo asked cautiously. "The more you know, the faster you will die." Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Would you like me to explain to you in detail the grudges between me and the Japanese?" “No need, no need.” Chen Zhuo said immediately: “I’m not curious at all.” Qin Yao’s face straightened up and he asked: “Stop talking nonsense, besides that, what else do you know?!” (End of this chapter)