"Our old vine armor is actually excellent enough. It can resist slashes, weaken guns, and bring protection to our guardians.

"But the new vine armor now is even better!

“It not only resists slashes, but also resists blunt weapons!

“Even, it has the ability to float!

"Fighting in special environments can make the wearer feel more like a fish in water!"

Thunderous applause sounded again in the venue!

"Although, this new style of rattan armor is not very cheap.

"But, in our plan, Fujika Jiucheng, Yizhongcheng, Jiumincheng, and all profession levels can be covered!"

The applause broke out again!

Bai Latte stood beside the old battalion commander, quite speechless.

The old man only said full coverage, but didn't say how long it took to fully cover. It would probably take several years to wait until one professional level is truly achieved...

But it doesn’t matter if the white latte is available. Now that the Qiengjia Factory is in hand, you can give priority to your own people and second cities.

...

The old battalion commander stood on the stage and talked happily.

A service staff wearing waiter's clothes quietly took small steps toward the stage and walked towards the place close to the old battalion commander.

It was Mr. Qingzhu who was disguised as he was.

He was extremely excited!

That piece of vine armor was worn on the old battalion commander!

This means that the old battalion commander will suffer a serious consequence soon, and he can rush up and snatch the old battalion commander's Ancestor away!

...

Behind the crowd, a waiter reached into his pocket and touched a harmonica.

He is the disguised Mr. Red Line.

His ability is to cultivate and control red nematodes! A terrible parasite!

All new types of rattan armor produced in the city have been implanted with parasites!

As early as dozens of days ago, he used red nematode eggs to pollute the rose juice in the warehouse in the city!

That's right, although a batch of rattan armor made by the white latte was not exposed to it by Mr. Qingzhu... However, he would never have expected that the problem was in the rose juice!

Compared with the workshop made by white latte alone, the medicinal materials warehouse in the city is almost unprepared!

Besides, this is the rose juice that Mr. Qingzhu once concealed, who would doubt this thing?

Although the people on the stage were wearing rattan armor, they were not made by technical staff, and although the green bamboo was not exposed to it during the production process... But as long as the rose juice from the city was used, they would inevitably be contaminated by the red nematode!

Looking at the old battalion commander who was talking on the stage, Mr. Red Line took out his harmonica.

He knew that the next moment, red nematodes would emerge from those vine armor and penetrate into the back of the group of people's back, chest, ribs, cervical vertebra...

A delicate and compact harmonica slid past her mouth.

The inconspicuous little harmonica actually burst out loud!

The sound of the piano was like a sharp charge, echoing throughout the auditorium immediately, even covering the sound of the old battalion commander's speech.

...

At almost the same moment, under the stage, Mr. Qingzhu suddenly rose!

His muscles and muscles were adjusted to their best condition!

One of the limits is broken, Lingbo Microstep!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the old battalion commander's throat!

Break the limit to two, Tianshan Plum Break Hand!

...

Most people didn't react to what happened.

There were some captains and lieutenants on the stage, who reacted, widened their eyes and was at a loss.

It just feels ridiculous... Qingquan Martial Saint is here, why are there stupid animals who dare to make mistakes?

...

Bai Latte's eyes were calm.

Exhaust the unlimited refill in the pocket.

There will be no problem with the vine armor on their bodies. Because this vine armor does not use the rose juice from the city at all.

In fact, this batch of vine armor was not made by the General City at all!

This is made by the white latte with documents and technology, and found someone to make it in the second city!

The old captain, Zhao Xueqing and others came to the city in a mighty manner, not to play, but to carry the task of a white latte and secretly escort a batch of vine armor!

All the materials of the rattan armor made in the second city are completely outside the sight of the city, and only a few people know it!

As long as there is no problem with the technology and documentation, this batch of rattan armor will never have problems!

...

Mr. Qingzhu was slapped by the old battalion commander and slapped his head. He was pinched by the old battalion commander under his armpit like a broken sack.

"Crack..."

With the crisp sound, I don’t know if my ribs were broken or the glass container in my body.

...

Mr. Red Line in the distance suddenly realized that something was wrong...

The harmonica has been sounded, but the red nematode that was supposed to be parasitized in the vine armor has no response at all...

In other words, Mr. Qingzhu rushed to the face of a full-time Qingquan Martial Saint...

In an instant, he decided to stop the loss decisively! Mr. Qingzhu had already taken it on, so there was no need for him to die together!

The harmonica in your hand sounds again!

His body, hair, and clothes... were like fireworks, and red lines exploded, exploding to the crowds of people from all directions. They were red nematodes!

The people beside him, either professional martial artists, female relatives, or children, were still at a loss and did not react and were shocked. They were just red nematodes, landing on their hair, neck, ears, and collars...

If you want to run away, you need to create chaos first!

Mr. Red Line turned around and was about to rush out of the auditorium!

But I heard a gunshot.

Bang!

A bullet, so fast that it was outrageous, rushed over in an instant!

The heart of Mr. Red Line exploded and exploded, breaking out a large cloud of green smoke!

The smoke was everywhere, and everyone fell to the ground!

The red nematode was submerged in smoke and curled up in a ball, not knowing life and death!

...

On the stage, Bai Latte's eyes were cold, as if he was watching a clown.

Tap the trigger and the second bullet was fired almost at the same time!

Bang!

...

In a blink of an eye, the storm stopped and the dust was gone.

Most people in the auditorium don't know what happened.

Only two huge gunshots were heard.

I only saw the old battalion commander throwing a waiter who was soft and green like noodles and drifting off the stage.

I only saw a sudden burst of smoke from the bottom of the stage. The smoke disappeared, and the martial arts, the female family members, and the children fell all over the ground.

There was also a waiter who was lying on the ground. There was a plate-sized blood hole on his back, which was transparent from front to back.

In the wasteland world, everyone has seen some blood. When they see the old battalion commander on the stage, Captain Bai is not panicked, and they are not too panicked.

It's just that they are far away from where Mr. Red Line fell.

The old battalion commander cleared his throat.

“Hahaha, don’t be nervous, everyone!
To be continued...