Rebirth of the Super Banking System

  Looking at the young face in front of him.

  Fear.

  Confused.

  Excited.

  All kinds of emotions rushed to my heart. If this news is known to the outside world, it is no less than a magnitude 12 earthquake, but if Tang Qing continues to hide, who will link the two together?

  Who would have thought that Kovolo’s heavy losses were caused by Tang Qing.

  No way.

  I cannot die.

  Having made a decision, the old man pulled out from the table at an extremely fast speed and aimed at Tang Qing. At this moment, he felt the heaviness in his hand, and the believer recovered and the situation returned to control.

  Sure enough.

  Failure comes from too much talk.

  The old man looked at Tang Qing with a touch of pride.

   See it.

  Tang Qing just smiled.

  The villain.

  It is true that they often die from talking too much, and so is decency.

nowadays.

  I’m a little bit fluttering, and talking so much to this old guy is mainly because he has been suppressed for too long. These plans, except for the fighters, are only known to him in the world. There are so many secrets, it is inevitable that they will get up.

  On the TV.

  The villain talks a lot, and sometimes it is really understandable. After all, people have laid out so long, spent a lot of time and energy, and have tried their best to keep secrets. When they succeed, no one shares them.

feeling bad.

  In comparison, others are one or more secrets.

  What about him

  Full of secrets, talking with a dying person, it should be relieved, Tang Qing is also helpless, his subordinates are too strong, he does not need to act at all, and even the opportunity to pretend to be is rare.

   "Tang Qing." The old man shouted.

"Ok"

  "You shouldn't come in alone."

"is it"

  Tang Qing still sat relaxed.

  "How many have you come?" the old man asked.

  "Want to know"

"Ok."

  The old man didn’t show up this time.

   "Dozens of them, do you want to see?"

"Great."

  The words fall.

  The door was pushed open.

  Step on. . He walked neatly, watching the armed outsiders come in, the old man's expression became more and more solemn, most of his life's experience told him that these people are all elite forces.

  Besides, the weapons held one by one have not even been seen.

   sturdy.

  Chill.

  Domineering.

  The old man's cold sweat broke out from behind, and the momentum alone made him feel a little depressed. The muzzle pressure of these people was very unreasonable. His grab was directed at Tang Qing's head.

what's going on

  Tang Qing is not their head

Right.

  It might be asking someone to help. Suddenly, two words came up in my mind, the word "black prison", the former is very powerful in African countries, and it seems that it is still a partner with Tang Qing.

Correct.

  Opened a power grid company.

  In contrast.

The possibility of    being Tongtian is much smaller. This organization generally does not take on offensive business, but is defensive. This kind of action against Kovolo is Tongtian. . There are also suspicions.

  Partners are enemies.

   "Let them lay down their weapons."

  These words.

  The old man hesitated, but still did not say anything. In this case, it seemed that Tang Qing's safety did not matter too much. "Tang Qing, you are very rich, and I don't know if the person you invited is a black prison or a full sky"

   "Neither is it"

  "..."

neither.

  The old man frowned. It was not these two families, who else would dare to do it against Kovolo, and who could do it against Kovolo.

  National power

  No.

  The skin tone of these people is too complicated.

Ok.

   Tang Qing did not want to say, the old man had to ask the next question.

  "Where are my people"

   "I'm dizzy." Tang Qing smiled faintly, "No one is here to help you. The only ones who can stand here are my people. No, there are some so-called playthings that you are imprisoned in the lower two floors. They are still awake."

   "Wake up my people."

   "Can't do it, anesthetized, deeply unconscious, without any perception."

  Silence.

  The old man took a deep breath.

nobody.

  It's all down.

  How could this come back? It was all Tang Qing's people who fell into a situation of isolation and helplessness. For a moment, how much he hoped this was a dream, a game deliberately arranged above.

  What game

  Simple.

  Instead of Tang Qing, the plastic surgery technology is so advanced. Before Kovolo arranged memberships, plastic surgery is simply commonplace. Tang Qing is worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and the company has great potential.

  Crazier words.

   is not impossible.

  So.

  Try it

  "You are going to kill me" the old man suddenly smiled.

"Do not."

   "Let me go"

"Do not."

  "I am imprisoned"

   "Almost."

   "Impossible, you can't take me out of this country." The old man was sure.

"is it"

   "Don't underestimate the strength of our Kovolo. There has been no movement for so long, and some alarm mechanisms must have been touched. In less than half an hour, a nearby thousand armed forces will rush over."

   "That's right."

  "Then you are not afraid of not going out"

   "Not afraid."

   talking.

  Tang Qing stood up.

   "One of the prerequisites for them to receive the alarm is that someone sets off the alarm, but who said that your person is fainted, and my person cannot take over their work. Therefore, this situation does not hold."

  "It’s impossible for your person. Each of us is dedicated to his duties, and we have different ways of doing things. If there is an abnormality, the following branch will immediately detect it and give feedback."

  The old man is very confident.

  Kovoro.

  If it is so easy to be taken over by others, it will not exist for so long.

"is it"

"of course."

  Suddenly.

  The old man smiled strangely when he saw Tang Qing.

"boom"

   There was a rush and echoed in the office. The old man stayed, my hands weren’t shaking, why did the fire go wrong, but the next moment, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and he saw Tang Qing with his hands on his face.

  Two fingers.

   caught something familiar to him.

  Bullets.

  Yes.

  The bullet was clamped by Tang Qing's fingers, and suddenly, a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. From the inside to the outside, from the body to the soul, the old man felt frozen like a block of ice, rising in despair.

  This person.

   is never to test him.

   "Boom boom boom..."

  Finger is out of control again, one shot every second.

  But.

   still can't hurt Tang Qing, the high-speed bullet, as if blocked by an invisible wall, was all set in the air. The old man's soul was mad, his eyes widened, and he almost stared out.

  To the end.

collapsed.

  The picture in front of me is too horrible, is this still a human?

  "Ding Ding Dong Dong"

  Bullet case.

  Bullets.

   landed one after another ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Metal noises sounded in the office.

  Quiet.

  Death silence.

  Tang Qing seemed to have done a trivial thing, with a relaxed smile on his face. He didn't use a protective cover. For four years, after breaking through the tenth level, the growth rate was even more amazing.

  Different bases.

  The bullet can no longer penetrate its defenses.

of course.

   is not his recklessness. At present, he has three kinds of defenses, first, neurological power, and second, small protective shield. The third is the barrier. Can absorb all attacks on his body.

this time.

  In order not to trigger the last two.

  Tang Qing stopped the bullet at a distance from the main body.

  So.

  Even if it breaks through the defense of the neurological power, the second protective shield will be carried. Even if it breaks through the second defense, there is a barrier, it will not hurt a single hair at all. It is very powerful.

  Neurological power defense bullets.

  Except for the fighters.

  The old man is the first to see that his subordinates are too powerful. As the boss, he has almost no chance to shoot. Thinking about it, it is really speechless, and he has practiced his skills in vain.