Clap, clap, clap!

It was Mr. Song who had arrived at some point and was clapping softly.

"As expected of Chu He's disciple, he is so outstanding in strategy, martial arts, business, and even medical skills!"

Brother Liu looked back.

There were two more figures around Mr. Song at this time.

He was also wearing a classical robe, had short hair, and a high-tech communicator on his ear.

But these two are a little older, over 30 years old.

There is a golden outline around the "ink" embroidery on the chest of the robe! The momentum of these two people is somewhat special, both retro and with a sense of technology.

A fusion of the ancient and the modern, with Chinese characteristics! This should be the high-level scholar mentioned by the young Mohist disciple!

Brother Liu took a look at the man.

There is no information about the characters on the Internet! The body on the back did not use the ordinary network! And it was like time and space transmission, appearing at the venue in a short time! Liu Di nodded slightly.

The Mohist School today cannot be underestimated !

Mo Tong has restored the cameras in the alley.

Brother Liu clearly saw a container truck parked in the alley, which was made of anti-radar and anti-thermal imaging materials! Did the Mohist disciples come out of this car? The two older Mohist disciples were also obviously startled and looked in the direction where the container truck was parked.

It seemed that they also realized that their program had been cracked! Subconsciously, they looked at Liu Di in confusion.

The eyes of the several young Mohist disciples looking at Brother Liu also changed!

This man's strength is unfathomable!

Right at this moment.

Several men in black quickly surrounded the place, and the young Mohist disciple stepped forward and took out a pair of special handcuffs!

Prepare to control Noah and the other two!

Brother Liu nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Song, these three people came here for me, I will handle the follow-up."

However, the older Mohist disciple frowned and said, "These people tried to assassinate Mr. Song. Who are you? How can you take them away just like that?"

Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "This happened suddenly, but fortunately, my friend Liu has also seen the strength of China. I can promise you to take the person away."

Liu Di smiled slightly, "Then Mr. Song, what are your conditions?"

Mr. Song was no longer drunk at some point, and he smiled and said, "We are already good friends, and Chu He and I have been friends for decades. I just want to fulfill your wish, without any conditions."

"Then I'll speak for Mr. Song."

Brother Liu sighed slightly and said to the older Mohist disciples: "My fellow Mohist friends, I am Brother Liu. I will come to you to seek your advice another day. If I lose, the property under my name will be handed over to Mr. Song for management."

The Mohist disciples were stunned, but since Mr. Song was present, they didn't dare to ask more questions.

Mr. Song smiled and said, "Brother Liu, you are really domineering. You are willing to bet your entire fortune. Let me ask you one more question. Are you comparing technology?"

Brother Liu laughed and said, "We'll compete in whatever Mr. Song says."

Right at this moment.

Master Tuo said impatiently: "Brother Liu, take me back."

"Yes, Master Tuo."

Brother Liu said goodbye to Mr. Song and helped the staggering Uncle Tuo back to the free hospital.

As soon as Master Tuo entered the room, he immediately fell headfirst onto the sofa and said in a daze, "Damn it, I can't even drink more than Old Man Song. I almost exposed myself!"

"You can't lose the competition with the Mo family!"

Then, Mr. Tuo fell into a deep sleep.

And outside the building.

The older Mohist disciple finally couldn't help asking, "Sir, who was that young man just now? What kind of power is he in that can be compared with the Mohist School? What kind of property does he have that is worthy of Mr. Song's jurisdiction?"

Mr. Song was about to speak.

The sky was rumbling.

A transport helicopter was suspended, and several figures jumped to the ground! The older Mohist disciple was shocked, "This is the highest level of cyborg I have ever seen! Protect Mr. Song!"

The people who jumped out of the plane slowly approached.

A strong man and a chubby boy! The two nodded slowly to the people present, carried the unconscious Noah and the other two, returned to the plane, and left directly!

The younger Mohist disciple suddenly came back to his senses, "Mr. Song, Senior, this is the Punisher Earth Yuan, and Iron Thirty-Three!"

Punisher? The other Mohist disciples were stunned! The only organization that has attracted the attention of the Mohist school in the past hundred years! Mr. Song pondered for a moment, "Daiyue, go back and tell the ninth generation leader of the Mohist school a message, that is, the cycle of history is inevitable, and I, Song, have to ask him for help to help me subdue a civilian force!"

The older Mohist disciple named Dai Yue, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

immediately.

Mr. Song, who had been as steady as a rock, suddenly swayed, "Duan Hua, come and help me, I can't drink as much as Chu He!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

And Liu brother.

After settling Master Tuo down, he returned to Ghost Island as soon as possible!

In front of him were the three sleeping young men from Yulia Village! Liu Di was as calm as water, waiting slowly.

He would wait for them to wake up and explain everything. Since Yulia Village no longer existed, he wouldn't mind taking in these three teenagers!

Experimental cemetery.

After Iron Emperor Seven returned, he stood there motionless.

Little Brother Liu held a screwdriver in his hand, grinning, and wanted to go forward, but he hesitated!

I really want to dismantle this robot. But on the violent bear's side. In the end, Brother Liu sat on the sofa, threw the screwdriver aside, and sighed dejectedly!

Ding-a-ling.

Brother Liu’s children’s cell phone is ringing!

"Hey, bro!"

"Fat Bo!"

"Hey bro, how's your pet getting ready? Tomorrow is Cute Pet Love Day!"

Young brother Liu was stunned. "That thing? Shouldn't it have been yesterday? I asked for leave to avoid it!"

"Ha ha!"

Fatty Bo said proudly, "I asked my dad to use his connections to postpone this event because many pets are on their way to be airlifted!"

"But don't worry, little brother. I asked my dad to buy the coolest pet, an alpaca with horns. It's both cute and fierce!"

Young Liu was somewhat helpless, "Fatty, can that thing grow horns?"

"Haha! It's a mutant. It cost my dad a million!"

Young brother Liu sighed slightly, "Fat Bo, wait a minute!"

The little boy dropped the phone! He came to the front of Iron Emperor Seven, stepped on a stool, and looked hard into the robot's eyes to confirm that there was no power!

Then he felt uneasy, so he got himself a cup of Coke and poured it on the face of the Iron Emperor!

"Oh, it's all my fault. I'll wipe it for you!"

After pretending for a long time, he confirmed that Iron Emperor Seven was not remotely controlled! The little boy picked up the phone, went to the bathroom, and whispered, "Fatty, tomorrow morning, get a truck from your dad. I want a large container truck!"

Fat Bo was puzzled, "Brother, what do you want this kind of car for?"

Young brother Liu smiled slightly, "Follow me, I guarantee you will be successful!"