The engineer with the highest reputation internally. And last year, he even took over the huge weapons research institute under the name "Skywalker" (a man of imagination when developing weapons).

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The sky was dark and the snow was falling heavily.

Old Luke, who had just come out of the weapons research institute and slowly returned to his house, was about to close the door and make himself a cup of hot coffee when a black shadow suddenly flashed out from the grass next to him, and then,

Old Luke's waist was pressed against the cold muzzle of the gun.

"Close the door and don't make a sound. If you dare to shout, don't blame me for being rude!"

A cold voice from a dark shadow came from behind, and Old Luke's body stiffened for a moment. He silently looked back at the guy, and then closed the door without a word as he said.

"Let's talk on the sofa."

The black shadow flashed into the room and said threateningly, then pointed a gun at Luke and brought him to the edge of the sofa to sit down.

When the fire in the fireplace lit up, Old Luke took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on. He slowly raised his head, and then he could barely see the true face of the black shadow.

This is a middle-aged man with brown hair, about thirty years old, with a strong build. There are six or seven old and new scars on his face. He looks particularly ferocious. And there is a faint smell of blood coming from his body.

From the looks of it, it is obvious that he is a very dangerous guy, and he has killed someone not long ago.

"What are you looking at, old fellow?"

After being scrutinized by Old Luke, the brown-haired man immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes, shook the barrel of the gun in his hand, and said viciously: "If you dare to look at it one more time, I will punch your eyeballs out!"

"Don't be nervous, young man..."

I don't know whether he was frightened by the murderous intent of the visitor or because of the freezing cold wind just now. As soon as Old Luke opened his mouth, he couldn't help but cough violently. He tremblingly took out the gray handkerchief used by the elderly from his trousers pocket and covered his mouth to calm down.

After a long while, he spoke again with difficulty:

"Although I don't have a good reputation in Beihai now, you don't need to be so nervous. You can sit down and discuss everything. As long as you explain your intention, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Oh, really?"

The brown-haired man glanced at the square handkerchief unintentionally, which was stained with blood. This made him feel a lot more relaxed, but he still said with a sneer on his face:

"Come on, old Luke, everyone in our profession knows what you are! Stop pretending to be like an elder to me here."

Old Luke didn't speak, just coughed again, and then slowly put the handkerchief back into his pocket.

"Well, stop talking nonsense. I have something to do with you this time, and there are only a few scientists in the entire Beihai who can solve it."

The tawny-haired man sat proudly on the sofa opposite, his index finger hooked on the pistol and twirling it leisurely, his eyes fell on old Luke's face, and he laughed out loud.

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Chapter completed!