The hammer came and grabbed the wire without asking why, and then an arc flashed and burnt smell came, and then the whole tunnel became dark, and then the emergency lights turned on and the gate readings went out automatically, and the sentry machine gun lowered its head softly.
"Shout …"
One person, one cat, one breath, one hammer, and one chest stroke against the wall. "Mom was so close …"
The ham sausage glanced at the hammer lightly. "You are really fooling around!"
"Don’t behave in such a way? Just ninety seconds. "
"There should be a way to crack this." Ham sausage looked at the messy panel by emergency lighting and then took a weird look at the hammer. "You have a mechanical password! The mechanical password is enough for me for four seconds! "
"Fuck, you didn’t say so."
After that, the hammer suddenly felt that edman’s metal force suppression was not as severe as just now. He tried to metallize his arm and it was really successful
"Ha-ha" After laughing, the hammer turned into a sharp dagger with one hand, and it was very easy to insert it into the seemingly indestructible door like a hot knife and butter, and then cut all the way along the groove.
Soon he cut a huge hole in the door, and he took out his hand and kicked the thick steel plate in the past, and then he fell down with a hammer and got in easily and happily.
As soon as he got in, he was dumbfounded. It was full of people … The far end of the president’s long table was surrounded by officials, and their eyes were full of surprises. The guards next to them had already protected them, and half of them were waiting at the door.
"HI guys" fixed hammer blinked at them. "So … are you busy?"
The president looked at his door with a look of surprise, then at the hammer, stretched out his hand and pressed it to "disarm the alarm"
Then he got up and looked at the hammer and rubbed his forehead. "Didn’t I give you the key?"
Fixed hammer zheng took out the key "this key?"
The president nodded again …
Fixed hammer a clap face "mama ah I can a door …"
Chapter 7 Hello Saint
Sometimes Dinghammer really feels sorry for himself.
It’s silly and naive not to say that IQ is high and low, and sometimes it’s simple to explore the root cause of this problem. I tried to find it more than once, but it’s a joke how he thought. In the end, it can be attributed to whether nutrition did not lead to incomplete brain development when I was a child or whether I was beaten by someone at that time.
He has always felt that this kind of thing can be cured by medicine.
Take this time for example, if he could just look at a 10-centimeter lock hole, even if he was stupid, he would know that he should insert a key that he is not familiar with. After all, it is a man who can insert it everywhere.
But he just didn’t do it. He finally chose a way that normal people can’t beat the door, and he was complacent after hitting it.
And he paid a high price, not only sitting here like being interrogated, but also being directly deducted from his salary for 300 years by that door.
300 years … According to his monthly salary of 15,000 yuan, from the early years of the Qing Dynasty to now, he can buy a luxurious duplex building with floor heating and furniture of 250 square meters, and he can also hire a beautiful girl who just graduated from college to be a nanny.
This is waiting for a huge sum …
"It is a special metal theory that can resist the frontal impact of quasi-god soldiers."
The president is also very simple and nonsense. He didn’t give the hammer four more words and asked to "explain it to me."
Fix the hammer sitting position, twist the left hand with the right hand, draw a circle with the right hand, and look around at the needle-like eyes with mixed feelings. These four simple words are too heavy for him, and the president will definitely not believe him if he is told that this is his own Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong pellet gun.
"This … this, this, this …" Ding hammer scratching their heads "this … you see I’m a senior official, right? Is it a major without a school? "
"You don’t have a military post."
"That’s not a minister but also a director!"
"You are the mayor."
"You see that I am a mayor with a little secret. Isn’t that reasonable and logical? What do you think? "
The president looked at the hammer and turned it over. "But now you are nothing but a guard!"
"Alas, alas, alas, alas, alas, no, no, no, no" Dinghammer hurriedly waved his hand. "Calm down, calm down … I cannot father have something to discuss."
The ministers around me want to laugh when they see the dead hammer. I’m sorry to laugh. They all bow their heads and pretend to cough. Even the president shakes his head with a wry smile.
"It seems that if I don’t talk today, I will definitely have bad luck, right?" Ding hammer leaned over his head and looked into the eyes of the president. "I must tell you if this is not running, right?"
The president frowned lightly and said nothing.
"In that case," said Ding Hammer, releasing the button, "I can tell you the truth. You are not an outsider anyway."
This great president is interested. He has always known that the hammer has some strange abilities, but he doesn’t know what the specific source of this ability is. After all, although this guy has been followed by secret agents, some deep-seated things are a mystery today.
Watching Dinghammer expose his clothes to reveal his chest hair and hide his chest hair runes, the President raised his eyebrows and sipped his mouth without saying a word, waiting for Dinghammer to say it himself.
"I’m not like you." Dinghammer suddenly changed his serious tone. "My race is mysterious and special."
He put his hands on the table and said with awe, "If you really want to hear it, I’ll tell you if you’ve heard of the crusaders."
The bulk head touched the bar and looked at the hammer and shook his head gently.
"That’s easy" fixed hammer heart did Sarah laugh low muttered 1.
"What did you say?"
"I said you don’t know, so I’ll tell you." The hammer suddenly became more sacred than the holy face. It is a historical precipitation and vicissitudes, and it is easy to sit still. "My ancestors were a group of people called saints."
The president nodded and motioned for him to go on.
"The saints are a group of particularly powerful and born haunters, but we are different from you in that your ability is rooted in the spirit and we call it … um … the small universe is the small universe."
"Like you, we also have many different branches, such as the famous star shattering, the lion’s speed fist, the heavenly dance treasure wheel, Athena’s sigh and so on."
"There are many kinds of saints, such as god warriors, sea warriors, ghost warriors, Gold Saints, silver saints and bronze saints. Anyway, there are many kinds of strong and weak saints, and each saint has his own sacred clothes."
"Holy garments?" The president suddenly asked, "Is it armor or external armor?"
"Don’t be so professional …" Ding Hammer waved his hand. "Anyway, I know that I can exercise and help release the small universe after wearing the holy clothes."
"So your holy garments are amplifiers?"
"Well, something like that." Dinghammer nodded and snorted. "Don’t interrupt."
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