Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Huang Xuan looked at them with disdainful eyes and said, "I don't think we have anything to settle."

While speaking, the guards called by Heidegger rushed up. They were all space-time fighters with a fit of more than 50 thermal pounds, and there were three or four travelers among them. In an era when a 1-pound gun could easily be as powerful as an atomic bomb, the presence of guards was quite necessary.

Both sides are limited by the restrictions of the plane channel, and the guards with a large number of people are still very deterrent.

Hou Junlong still held Huang Xuan between his arms, and said to him in a dark voice: "Mr. Huang, if the guards rush in front of me and ask me to let you go, then I have only two choices. The first is to let you go. I will let you go." Absolutely not. The second is to show my identity, how do you think the situation will develop?"

The naked threat contained the connotation of a game, Huang Xuan said in a muffled voice: "Your insistence leaves me with only two choices, either die on my knees or live standing up. If you want the third one, then die together. "

"Don't be so serious." Hou Junlong looked at the guards lined up in the assault formation and said: "Let's make a small bet, and then give both parties a little more time to think about it?"

The conversation changed instantly. Hou Junlong's weakness surprised Huang Xuan. He glanced at Heidegger, and Huang Xuan said softly, "Mr. Heidegger, it seems that I want to talk to them."

In the last sentence, Huang Xuan said it with a loud voice, and the guards heard it. The leader was a space-time warrior who looked like a wild boar, who seemed to know Heidegger and said, "Sir?"

"You are here first." Heidegger said, beckoning to the surroundings: "Everyone, do whatever you want."

A group of guys in long robes and loose shirts really became casual, some went back to continue his betting, and some picked a good position, ready to continue watching the excitement. When Huang Xuan and Hou Junlong came to the gambling table, they applauded even more.

Youai lively said on the spot: "A good man should win in the casino."

Huang Xuan looked at this fellow with pity, and thought that if his father heard about it and beat him up as if he were his son, he wondered if he would be killed.

It's a little strange that he would think wildly under such circumstances. In fact, Huang Xuan's mind became a mess. Not only him, the two people from the Administration Bureau and a piece of cooked meat, plus Heidegger are all full of mud. Everyone has something that is unclear.

"Or Texas hold'em?" Hou Junlong said and took out the poker. He is a self-proclaimed genius who is good at various fields. He was dissatisfied when he lost to Huang Xuan that day. After returning home, he practiced hard, and now he wanted to show off in front of Chu Yining.

"What's the bet?"

"you say."

Huang Xuan laughed. He didn't know much about gambling, so he considered people's psychology completely, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you want to find a chance to talk, why not use a hot circle to gamble?" If it is too much, he may not be able to bear it. He can't judge the number of no more and no less, so he simply uses 1 hot circle.

As he spoke, he took out the heat card he carried with him, corrected the number on it to 1 heat circle, and finally signed his name. Branded on the energy fluctuation confirmation, threw it on the table and said: "Poker is too troublesome, we will bet on the spot."

This is still the Youneng Building. Of course, the organizers can't put the fighting beasts and so on on the scene. All they have is dozens of energy screens.

Hou Junlong frowned and stared at the hot card on the table. It was a standard hot card issued by the Alpha Plane through the Internet, with a maximum limit of 1 million. Somewhere between a credit card and cash. After being modified by Huang Xuan, the number is smaller, but the cost of each hot circle of more than 1000 won't change.

1 hot lap. Even the befuddled Fatty Authority laughed.

Glancing at Huang Xuan, Hou Junlong put away the poker generously and said, "Then you choose one. Where are you going after you win?"

He still used the dark voice, and Chu Yining had to apply for permission from the same base as Hou Junlong to hear it.

Huang Xuan pointed to a Sanda competition in front of him where he was punching and kicking. Throwing a hot card on the table, he said in a dark voice: "I bet the one with the red turban wins."

After that, he answered Hou Junlong's question again: "What do you think of traveling? My grandpa often said, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."

Hou Junlong raised his head handsomely. The handsome appearance makes people jealous. In Huang Xuan's opinion. Also disgusting enough.

The fellow said unconsciously, "Then I'll bet on the black turban."

He probably felt that the technical content was too low, and said a little depressed: "We can sponsor Mr. Huang to travel. As long as you can return the advanced training course to us."

Huang Xuan thought to himself, Ning'ao already has a level 13 training base, how can I hand it over to you, not to mention that he doesn't have the management authority of Ning'ao. Feeling like a plane hijacker surrounded by special police, classmate Xiao Huang subconsciously touched his chest and opened his mouth to speak, but saw the familiar meat man and Hou Junlong step back together, Chu Yining's eyes were also very unnatural .

Huang Xuan still doesn't understand that his land p001 can store almost unlimited energy. If the "one person's plane" with management authority can "overdraw", no matter how strong Chu Yining, Hou Junlong and others are, they can save more energy. The energy is also limited. That day, two senior travelers of the Green Pine family were bombarded by a bunch of level 20 and level 24 biological battleships, and the stored energy was still not enough.

Although the situation was blurry, Huang Xuan could still see that the things in his hands were quite intimidating, so he put down his boss's heart immediately, and immediately picked it up again. The hijacker has 200 hostages, and it is estimated that no more than 50% of them will end up well. It is really a desperate business.

With a clear cough, Huang Xuan put his hand off his chest and wanted to speak, but Ning Ao whispered, "I'm not going to the management office."

"I'm not going to let you go either." Huang Xuan lowered his head depressed and said, "If Mr. Hou has no other proposals, I don't think we can go on talking in the end."

Ning'ao's base is at p112, and the consequences of betraying Ning'ao may be serious.

Hou Junlong stood awkwardly on the spot. He even offered to exchange, which meant that he was willing to give something, but Huang Xuan was still not happy. Just when she didn't know what to say, Chu Yining smiled and broke the silence: "Mr. Huang is lucky, he won."

A few people looked up, and sure enough, the boxer with the red turban and red pants won. The man with the black turban was lying on the ground without knowing anything and was carried down——if he was a boxer with money, the company would treat him , if not. The result is hard to predict. Unless the company thinks his potential is outstanding, it is likely to just guarantee his survival.

Compared with the gladiators in ancient Rome, the gambling matches in the plane world are much warmer-most fighters can advance and retreat at any time, and they can also receive treatment. As for the extent, it is mostly related to the money earned. .

Hou Junlong threw a hot card to Huang Xuan with a sullen face.

Huang Xuan's whole body was tense, and he felt that the atmosphere was about to explode.

The space-time warrior who was numb from the 100-pound pound also stood up. His status was no lower than that of Hou Junlong, but his duty was to stand in front of the travelers.

The guards who had lined up became nervous.

Chu Yining looked at Huang Xuan with a smile, his eyes carried great psychological pressure. Both are weighing the pros and cons.

Just when Huang Xuan was about to lose his hold, Jiao Sun led a few people and said loudly, "Huang Xuan, I have to say. It's really not easy to see you."

As he said that, as if he didn't see Chu Yining, he passed through the guards and gave Huang Xuan a big hug - this trick was learned by Woodruff and others when they met.

Huang Xuan said nonuo: "Mr. Jiao, uh, you know. Things have bothered you recently. "

Jiao Sun smiled nonchalantly and took out a stack of hot cards and handed it to Huang Xuandao: "The negotiation is over, half a month, and the profit is 210 billion. That's you!"

As he spoke, he hugged Huang Xuan again.

There was a gasp. The people here are either rich businessmen or nobles. It can be said that there are a lot of celebrities. But 210 billion is still such a huge number that some people whisper it.

Chu Yining still maintained a calm smile, but her eyes turned slightly to the left while she was stroking her hair. She was looking at those hot cards.

What Huang Xuan used was the hot card of Alpha Lianmin Bank (translation), up to 1 million, but what Jiao Sun took out was actually a credit card. The difference between the two is like the difference between a cashier's check and a check.

Account relationship between two persons. Of course Jiao Sun's doesn't have to be taken out, let alone delivered face to face with a hot card. But he was supporting him with unmistakable deeds.

Of course Chu Yining could see that it was true.

Jiao Sun's words and all these "hot cards" made her give Huang Xuan a high look. Travelers are like lawyers, the lowest level of life is pretty good, but after all, there are not many places to make a lot of money. Fighting with one's life alone, more than 100 billion is very difficult. A level 6 traveler with not so bright mind can be hired by someone if he is short of money. There are people rushing to ask for three to five million yuan a day, but he Even if you work for a year, you can't survive hundreds of millions of hot circles. So most senior travelers still have their own regular business.

Huang Xuan's business situation seems to be very good.

Classmate Xiao Huang thanked him and took it over. Before he could say anything, Jiao Sun turned around, stretched out his hand and said, "Jiao Sun, the director of Plane Planning, I have to say, may I ask this disguiser to help you?" Where is the lady from?"

He actually saw Chu Yining's disguise and was willing to speak up for Huang Xuan. Not only did he appreciate Huang Xuan's ability, but also his investment in his future was more or less emotional.

The merchants of the plane, when faced with utilitarianism, are somewhat like ancient Chinese merchants, rather than the hideous ancient Venetian merchants.

Chu Yining bowed generously and said, "It's better not to say the name."

When she said this, she proudly raised her pink neck, and the charm of the moment made people lose their minds. Huang Xuan's attention was completely taken away by her soft voice and confidence, and he completely forgot about the rough skin after disguise. , and not so friendly attitude.

There are a few nasty men who have completely lost their disguised aristocratic appearance, and Chu Yining is drooling at the sight - from their aesthetic point of view, the nasty men who focus on inner beauty instead of outer beauty are more beautiful than those in the 21st world. The satyr is slightly higher.

Jiao Sun was determined, and saluted Chu Yining in line with his words and deeds, and he did not hesitate to be rejected. It seems that he also expected the identity of the other party to be different. It was precisely because of his excellent judgment that Huang Xuan admired him even more when he appeared at this moment.

Xiao Huang's classmate Ai Ai wanted to say something, but felt that he had no position because he couldn't back down at all.

"My humble servant, the biggest fat man in the spore firm, may I be lucky enough to get your name?" Baotian's familiar voice pulled Huang Xuan out of his embarrassment.

Bao Fill came out under the strange gazes of Chu Yining and the others, also hugged Huang Xuan vigorously, and squeezed his place with his big belly, saying: "I'm an ordinary person, I don't have much contact with travelers, but I see There are still quite a few travelers who have passed by, and the two look familiar, can you give me a brief introduction?"

Chu Yining's face was concealed, but he said in a cold voice: "We have heard of Mr. Bao's spore firm, and it is said that it can hire a big businessman with a level 3 network authority."

There seemed to be some "so what" in her words. Packed but don't mind the haha ​​size.

This fellow has a clear mind, but his natural compatibility is too low. Although he has grown over the years, the total amount is still not enough. In addition, other talents are not outstanding. After reaching the 6th level of network authority, there is no way to reach the Internet. Other requirements cannot be upgraded. However, his business talent is quite developed, stronger than many high-level authority figures with poor means. In the eyes of many people, he is a legendary figure.

However, in the eyes of the Space-Time Management Bureau, it is just a spore trading company and cannot be compared with advanced training materials.

The gentlemen who were gambling all stopped, and some people even came out from the soundproof room, whispering: "Jiao Sun and Bao Zi are here..."

"Jiao Sun from Plane Planning?"

"The filling of the spore firm?"

Huang Xuan suddenly felt that he had been moved too much these days. .