From now on, everyone will think he is a clown.

He has no future.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at the thin man nearest to him.

This man usually loves to flatter and flatter him.

And at this moment,

This man is laughing!

He is laughing!

Jet suddenly grabbed the man's shoulders, his eyes widened, and bright red bloodshot eyes filled his eyes.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? Do you deserve to laugh at me? Do you dirty, lowly poor people deserve to laugh at me?"

"I'm talking to my kid on the phone!? Are you crazy?"

The man broke free from his grip and roared angrily.

"You are worthy too? Are you worthy too?"

Jet let go of his hand and staggered back until he leaned against the open ventilation window.

He was disheveled and his hair was a little messy, "You think I will give you a chance to laugh at me!?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He lay down next to the ventilation window, then jumped up,

This is the 27th floor.

——Four minutes ago——

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The man in formal clothes slammed on the office door. He tried to twist the door handle and pull the door, but it didn't move at all.

To his left is a TV that is turned on, and on the TV is a blood-red countdown.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—

A crisp sound echoed in this narrow but magnificently decorated office.

The man picked up the phone on his desk and wanted to make a call, but all he got back was endless busy signals.

He picked up the bracelet again, and it showed 'no signal'.

All means of contact with the outside world here have been cut off.

He only knocked on the door to try to attract the attention of nearby people, but there was no response to his knocking.

People on several nearby floors were evacuated within twenty minutes.

As for why he didn't evacuate.

Once an explosion occurs, the studio equipment will inevitably be destroyed. At that time, he can carry the camera and record the scene immediately.

That will be an unknown amount of traffic.

Moreover, his office has been specially reinforced and is very safe.

The miniature high-definition video recorder placed on the table flashed red light, illuminating his appearance into the lens.

He was just about to take out the camera and go out to test the status when he found that the door to his office had been locked.

And a bloody countdown appeared on his TV.

"Assholes, bastards, useless bastards! Someone save me!"

The crisp countdown was like a death spell, breaking down his psychological defense step by step.

The doors and windows were locked. He tried to break the glass, but the reinforced tempered glass did not move at all.

On the other side is a panoramic glass curtain wall, which, if broken, will reach the 28th floor.

He staggered and fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Who can help me."

The countdown on TV reaches the last ten seconds.

Bang - click -

A silver-black light fell from the sky and shattered the glass curtain wall.

The broken glass reflected the streamlined figure of the mecha, and reflected on the cheek of the man who was kneeling on the ground and crying.

It's like the arrival of the savior.

Ho fell to the ground, and the scanner quickly found the bomb hidden in the wall.

Then he punched the wall and took out the bomb, then broke the window and threw the bomb to the end of the corridor.

The whole process went smoothly without any hesitation.

The roaring explosion resounded throughout the entire floor.

At this moment, the mecha's energy was also exhausted.

He Ao can still rely on physical strength to drive the mecha. The mecha can maintain a certain degree of defense, but action will consume a lot of energy, just like a soldier wearing heavy armor on the battlefield.

In the end, He Ao took back the mecha and turned it into a silver-gray suitcase again.

"Who are you?"

The man looked at He Ao confused.

Wei An is not a particularly well-known playboy. He rarely appears in newspapers and rarely participates in activities. As a result, as the controlling shareholder of Nolanka Group, he is actually not well-known in Kaya City.

"A nice guy passing by."

He Ao glanced at him and picked up the camera on the table. He found that the camera was still recording normally.

He saved the video, entered the camera's editing interface, and deleted the part where he entered the scene.

Then he discovered that the scene of the man crying for help was also recorded.

He placed his bracelet against the data transmission port of the camera, and then transferred the video to his bracelet.

"If this video is posted on your channel, it should attract a lot of traffic?"

He placed the camera on the table and pressed the record button.

"What did you say that I didn't understand?"

The man stretched his hands behind his back and shook his head in confusion.

He Ao turned around and started operating the computer on the desktop.

"Isn't it just to attract traffic when you record the live broadcast of those poor people who were threatened by bombs? It stands to reason that putting your video up should also attract a lot of traffic. What is your computer password?"

"3576, it still doesn't work. If you put it up, I won't be able to see anyone anymore."

The man looked around, but there was no one around, and then looked at the broken glass window.

If something falls on the 28th floor, it will be bloody and bloody.

He slowly took out a dark pistol.

As long as you act as if you were being robbed at gunpoint and cooperate with your lawyer, you will most likely be able to get away with it.

If this video is released, his career and reputation will be ruined.

What he created was the character of a humble gentleman.

His eyes glanced at the silver-gray suitcase on the ground.

He was actually quite grateful to the person who came to save him, but it was a pity that this guy was a bit out of his mind.

Although he didn't know much about the mechanical industry, he could tell at a glance that a mecha that could be portable and stored was worth a lot of money.

He has never seen such a lightweight mecha. Not only is the mecha valuable, but the technical structure of the mecha is also valuable.

Arms dealers like Ives Space Systems Group have been acquiring such advanced equipment at high prices and conducting reverse dismantling.

This is a no-profit deal.

He Ao was concentrating on operating the computer and didn't seem to notice what he was doing.

boom--

Jie Lang was struggling to cross the explosion debris when he heard a gunshot from ahead.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Two chapters in one. Please subscribe, collect, and vote monthly.
Chapter completed!