"Old An, what exactly do you want?" The Bureau Chief was extremely anxious. They had just talked for a while and the situation had turned into this.
An Yangxu might be old, in his sixties, but he had an extremely bad temper. He had the air of a bandit like the soldiers when the country was just founded. If he didn't get what he wanted, he wouldn't let it go. When he said he would shoot, he wouldn't be joking if he was forced into a corner.
But on Hong Dali's side, Tang Muxin, Lin Chuyin, and Li Nianwei were his best friends. The nine lackeys each had a Mechanical Holy Garment, and they were all aiming at the soldiers. Although they might not dare to make the first move, once An Yangxu made a move, they might dare to open fire.
That was the Mechanical Holy Garment, a weapon so powerful that it was beyond human imagination. Once they opened fire, it was definitely not a joke!
"What do I want?" An Yangxu stared at Hong Dali and said in a deep voice, "I'll make it clear. If this little rascal hands over the Mechanical Holy Garment, we will give him whatever he wants! If he doesn't, I won't mind fighting him to the death! "
"An Yangxu!" The Bureau Chief was really anxious this time. "Do you know that he's the person Boss wants?! If you attack him, it's equivalent to attacking Boss. The consequences … "
"Consequences?" An Yangxu looked at the Bureau Chief, then looked at Hong Dali. His saliva sprayed all over the table. "What consequences do these old bones need to consider? I just know that I have to get the Mechanical Holy Garment today! I have to! Old Wu, do you know that Merika has started to impose a trade blockade on us? Japan has also withdrawn all their technical personnel from Heavenly State? Now they have started to impose sanctions on us, but what about us? We didn't even get a single feather! Take the Mechanical Holy Garment back and study it. Have you figured out anything? This little rascal is still hiding the good stuff. Do you think I can do it? "
He wasn't wrong.
The ambassadors of Jaban State and Merika entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs together to request to exchange the Mechanical Holy Garment technology, but were sternly rejected. Now, they had started to block all technical support and the export of various rare metals to Heavenly State.
Without technology and rare metals, many industries in the Heavenly State could not be developed. One must know that although the Heavenly State had a vast territory and abundant resources, copper, aluminum, and nickel were relatively scarce. Their global reserves accounted for only 5%, 3.86%, and 6% respectively. Although the reserves of lead and zinc were among the best, compared to the consumption of more than 50%, they still needed to be imported.
Merika had cut off Heavenly State's heavy metal exports, and Jaban State had also cut off all kinds of machinery manufacturing technology. It might not be obvious in the short term, but it was, after all, already cut off. As for Hong Dali's Mechanical Man, the country had yet to make any significant technological progress.
"Can't you just talk nicely?" The Bureau Chief was so anxious that he kept stomping his feet. "You pointed a gun at him the moment you came in, who would directly hand the things over to you! Dali is not an ignorant child … "
"It would be easier if he was an ignorant child." An Yangxu harrumphed. "I didn't study much. All I know is that words carry weight and are effective. I don't trust anyone else!"
"Don't talk to me about military stuff!" The Bureau Chief raged. "You can't touch this little rascal! Do you understand? You can't touch him! "
Other things aside, if Hong Dali was forced to stop squandering in the future, what was the point of playing!
"Other than Boss, there's no one I can't touch!" An Yangxu fiercely slammed the table again. "Little rascal, are you going to hand it over or not? If you don't hand it over, don't blame me for being impolite! "
"Oh, I'll sleep for a while first …" Hong Dali simply turned over.
What a joke. If you hand over the things that I created, what am I going to play in the future? I just made something and it's taken away, what's the point of playing in the future?
At this time, the entire room no longer had the peaceful atmosphere of a restaurant. It was filled with murderous intent. The Bureau Chief was so anxious that he kept stomping his feet. However, there was nothing he could do about this An Yangxu. He was a true rising star. It seemed that he would definitely not give up until he got the Mechanical Holy Garment.
Fortunately, at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open again. Then, a large group of men in black suits and sunglasses rushed in. As soon as they entered the door, they snatched all the guns from the soldiers without saying a word. After that, they knocked all of them down. Then, they crossed their legs and retreated to the side.
The Bureau Chief fiercely wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "It's finally done. The Tiannan Sea bodyguards are here. I was really scared to death …"
Just at this time, a dignified voice sounded from the door. "Old An, what's the meaning of you mustering such a large force?"
It was the Bureau Chief's Boss, the mysterious man!
"My Boss." Seeing that the mysterious man had arrived, An Yangxu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. The timing was just right. Otherwise, if Boss still didn't come, he wouldn't be able to get out of this embarrassing situation. He wasn't a fool. Naturally, he knew that the person who was looking for Hong Dali for a meal today was his Boss. Previously, when he entered the door, he looked for Hong Dali to forcefully snatch the Mechanical Holy Garment. His purpose was to show his attitude — this thing was a must for the military. His attitude was clear. Do as you see fit!
This way, Boss naturally wouldn't really do anything to him. It was more likely that Boss would first appease him and then personally talk to Hong Dali — after his acting as the bad guy just now, it was easier for Hong Dali to talk to Boss. After a while, this matter would be easy to settle. An Yangxu had a bad temper, but that didn't mean that he was a fool. This old fellow was very shrewd!
Since that was the plan, the act naturally had to continue. An Yangxu stood up and anxiously said, "The 150th National Day military parade is about to begin on the first of November. We have to hurry up as much as we can. No matter what, we have to get Hong Dali to hand over the Mechanical Holy Garment in his hands! Even if you kill me after the National Day parade, I, An Yangxu, will not complain at all! "
"Old An, let me say it." The mysterious man more or less guessed An Yangxu's plan. He steadily sat in front of Hong Dali. "Dali, look at this …"
Aye? The National Day military parade is about to begin? And the 150th anniversary? I really forgot about this. I thought it was the first of October.
Hearing the mysterious man's words, Hong Dali climbed up from Li Nianwei's thigh. He scratched his head and asked, "That, Grandpa An, you want this Holy Garment to show to the foreigners during the military parade?"
"What else do you think!" An Yangxu angrily said, "You little rascal, you don't even contribute the good stuff. You keep it to yourself and only give one to the country, but you keep five for yourself! It's fine if it's any other time, but you keep it to yourself! Do you know how important the 150th National Day military parade is? Do you know how many foreign reporters will be there? If our country's military strength is stronger, do you know how much more power we will have internationally? "
"Ah, I didn't think so much." Hong Dali touched his chin. "Speaking of which, it's not that I can't give you these Mechanical Holy Garments. The key is that even if I give you all of them, there will only be five of them. By then, you won't have five people wearing the Holy Garments and walking in the square like a lone commander, right?"
What he said was the truth. Thinking of only five people walking in the square, and the announcer saying, "Our country's five Holy Warriors of the Goddess are coming …" Alright, the number of Holy Warriors in "Holy Warriors of the Goddess" was enough …
Shuddering with fear!
Once he thought of the scene that Hong Dali described, the Bureau Chief, who was originally very anxious, couldn't help but burst out laughing. The mysterious man also laughed and helplessly shook his head.
This Hong Dali, he was fine when he didn't speak. But once he spoke, he always made people laugh. I really can't stand this little rascal!
"Then, what do you think we should do?" An Yangxu's eyes stared like bells. "Anyway, I don't care. There's not much time left. Our buttocks are on fire. Little rascal, do as you see fit!"
Damn! That's what I hate the most! What do you mean do as I see fit? What do you mean do as I see fit for you!
"Isn't that simple?!" Hong Dali raged. "Just make a large number of armors similar to my holy garment and put a few authentic ones in front. Anyway, no one will check whether it's real or fake! Do you need me to do such a simple thing?! "
"Do you think the reporters are fools?!" An Yangxu angrily said, "During the National Day military parade, small-scale weapons definitely have to be demonstrated in the training field! Otherwise, who doesn't know how to just make a shell to fool people?! Think about it, once they get to the training field, only five of them will be authentic, the rest will be fake. If word gets out, we might as well not do it at all! How can you even think of such an embarrassing thing! "
Fine, this old fellow had a fiery temper. If they continued to talk like this, he would definitely be depressed again.
"Dali." The mysterious man lightly patted An Yangxu's shoulder, then looked at Hong Dali. His voice was very kind as he smiled and said, "We really want to show our latest weapons to the foreigners during the military parade. So, we really need your help to think of this matter …"
Then, he knew that he had underestimated this prodigal Hong Dali — Hong Dali didn't even wait for him to finish speaking. He grinned and held his hand, then stuffed a gold brick into his hand. "Aiyaya, mysterious uncle, are you well? This gold brick guarantees you good health, happiness as vast as the East Sea, and longevity as long as the South Mountain! "
Hong Dali's action almost caused the fully armed Tang Muxin and the rest's jaws to drop to the ground.
Hong Dali usually didn't watch the news, but they would still watch it. The person in front of them was the absolute boss of Heavenly State, and this Hong Dali actually rewarded him with a gold brick?! And on such an occasion?!
The mysterious man was stunned too. Should I slap him, slap him, or slap him?
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But after being stunned for a while, he didn't stand on ceremony and directly kept the gold brick. He fiercely patted Hong Dali's shoulder. "Little rascal, I realized that it's a loss not to call you that."
"You can call me whatever you want." Hong Dali beamed with delight as he sat down and softly said, "That, I call the Bureau Chief Uncle. Your rank is higher than the Bureau Chief, so I'll call you Grandpa from now on, Grandpa Mysterious!"
The Bureau Chief, who was sitting at the back with his ears pricked up, almost choked to death and spat out a mouthful of water.
"This is how you address seniority?" The mysterious man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But he was in his fifties, almost sixty this year. It wasn't too much for a young man like Hong Dali to call him Grandpa. But calling him Grandpa Mysterious … why did it sound so awkward?
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