"Hide! Where else can you hide?!"
As the butcher unleashed a terrifying slash, Ryan, who had been dodging, was finally injured.
A bloody wound appeared on Ryan's chest, with bones visible!
"Uh!" Ryan clutched his chest with a painful expression on his face.
In an instant, the expressions of everyone in the knights changed drastically, and they all drew their weapons.
"No!" Ryan reluctantly stopped the knights.
"Captain! He wants to kill you!"
Everyone in the Knights gnashed their teeth, and a wave of resentment surged into their hearts.
They came all the way here to support Daxia, but they were met with hostility and harm from the Daxia people. All the knights felt a chill in their hearts, feeling that it was not worth it for Ryan.
"Captain! Let's go!"
"Yes, Captain, it's really not worth it!"
Ryan smiled bitterly and said it was hard to say.
But the butcher showed no intention of stopping the attack and came again with his knife.
Ryan continued to dodge, but the severe pain in his chest seriously affected his reaction speed, and he almost failed to dodge several consecutive stabs.
Just as the Butcher was getting ready to explode, a black figure suddenly landed in the sky.
Before the butcher could react, a hand that looked like it was made of steel firmly grasped the edge of his butcher knife.
Buzz!
The butcher's knife received a terrifying rebound force, causing the butcher himself to tremble wildly.
Deng Ya on the side suddenly showed an excited look.
Qin Jue was seen astride a black war horse, holding the butcher's blade with one hand and looking down at him lightly.
"Are you... Chief of General Staff?" The butcher narrowed his eyes slightly, and his furious mood calmed down a lot in an instant.
"What's going on?" Qin Jue didn't know the butcher, but looked at Ryan lightly, his eyes slightly focused on the knife wound on Ryan's chest.
Ryan smiled bitterly: "It's okay, just kidding."
Can you chop me in the chest for a joke?
Qin Jue was too lazy to expose Ryan's lies and casually let go of the butchering knife.
The butcher retracted his blade and looked at Qin Jue with complicated eyes. Logically speaking, he could tell the Chief of General Staff the reason why he took action now, but he still wanted to stay put and see the Chief of General Staff's attitude towards this group of Westerners.
Now it seems that...that Westerner really knows the Chief of General Staff.
The butcher's eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't panic at all.
"Deng Ya? Are you here too?" Qin Jue looked at Deng Ya and asked indifferently: "You don't want to join my army, but you want to come here to fight?"
Deng Ya could remain calm when facing anyone, but only when facing Qin Jue, he seemed flustered and quickly explained.
From Deng Ya's mouth, Qin Jue learned the reason why Ryan and the butcher were fighting.
"You can fight like this with Ryan, and your strength is pretty good. Are you interested in joining Zhuri?" Qin Jue looked at the butcher indifferently.
"I don't have the ability to join such a famous big organization as Zhuri." The Butcher paused and stepped on the ground: "The prophet is dead. I want to stay in my hometown. I'm sorry, Chief of General Staff."
"It's okay. Everyone has their own ambitions. If you have any questions, you can come to me directly."
After saying that, Qin Jue looked at Ryan and frowned slightly: "Why don't you hide?"
"Because you're not afraid?"
"Why aren't you afraid?"
"If you're not afraid, you're not afraid."
Ryan's face was full of determination, but he turned to smile bitterly.
"Okay, don't ask any more unnecessary questions. Anyway, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved, I am indeed here to support Daxia."
The butcher scratched his head, his scar-scarred face showing apology.
"I'm so sorry. I apologize to you."
After that, when no one could react, the butcher suddenly picked up the butcher's knife and stabbed himself hard in the chest. Bones were also visible, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
"Fake! There's no need, bro!" Ryan's eyes widened, and he quickly took out the healing evil pills he carried with him and threw them to the butcher: "It's okay for me to be stabbed in the chest. I have medicine on me. There's really no need for you to do it." Give yourself a knife like this."
The butcher grimaced in pain, but still smiled apologetically.
"If you make a mistake when you come out, stand at attention. If I cut you with a knife, I will give you a knife in return!"
The butcher did not take Ryan's pills. He waved his hand and said that the consequences and pain that should be endured should not be avoided with external objects.
Then, the butcher bowed to Ryan and said seriously: "You are different from those Westerners. Although the Battle of Hoh Xil is over, thank you for coming to Daxia to help."
Looking at the bowed butcher, Ryan was even more hesitant to speak. He wanted to say that his father was Hilton, one of the masterminds behind the scenes seventeen years ago, but his thousands of words could only turn into a helpless sentence. Laugh and sigh.
"The Battle of Hoh Xil is over, where to go next?"
Qin Jue looked at Deng Ya and said: "A sharp sword blade is destined to experience the baptism of mountains of swords and seas of fire. Well done, kid."
Deng Ya's face turned slightly red: "Then I'm going to Saibei! I heard that something more powerful has appeared there..."
"We can't go to Saibei for the time being." Qin Jue shook his head and pointed to a few places at random: "There will still be big things happening in many cities. Go to the cities."
Deng Ya nodded and looked at the butcher: "Now tell me where the blood on your knife came from."
"Slaughtered hundreds of Prophet soldiers on the road."
"Okay, okay, why don't you just tell me honestly from the beginning?"
"You kid, you start fighting with me whenever you disagree with me. Now you've learned how to complain first to evildoers?"
The butcher was speechless.
Deng Ya smiled awkwardly, turned around and bowed deeply to Qin Jue, and then walked inland.
Later, the Butcher stayed in the snowy land of the West, and Deng Ya returned to the inland city.
.......
Academician Chen is the director of the National Physics Research Center. He has hundreds of billions of research funds every year and even has an experimental base built just for him. He can be said to be the leader of domestic physics in Daxia.
In recent days, Academician Chen is often in a daze.
Just because he felt that domestic scientific research projects were in trouble.
"Old Chen, are you in a daze again?"
In the office, another physics boss, Academician Fu, walked in with a thermos cup. When he saw Academician Chen staring out the window in a daze, he couldn't help but laugh.
Academician Chen turned back, his eyes covered with fatigue.
"Well, I was lost in thought just now."
"Hahaha, ever since the light transmission technology was developed, you have been in a daze. What are you thinking about?"
"Think about Daxia's future path."
Academician Chen sighed: "Shenwen masters are the mainstream in the world, and the research and development of optical communication technology is just a change in communication technology."
"If technology cannot forge an effective and powerful sword and shield for the country, then the building of physics will eventually collapse..."
After hearing this, Academician Fu also fell silent.
Yes, if technology can only provide convenience in life but cannot forge swords and shields for the country, then as the weirdness becomes stronger and stronger, these old guys who study hard in science will eventually be eliminated by the world.
Thinking of this, the corners of Academician Fu's eyes became moist.
In the last century, in order to solve the nuclear threat of free countries, people like them stayed anonymous, tightened their belts, and used abacus to formulate nuclear weapon equations. They dedicated everything to science and the country. Even many old guys died of exhaustion in front of the abacus. .
Could it be that now, the science to which they devoted everything they devoted themselves will be eliminated by the world...
Just when the two of them were feeling sad, a call came in from the capital headquarters.
"Academician Chen, the special military plane has arrived at your experimental base. Please immediately take physics professionals with you and follow the special plane to the top of the Himalayas, where a super-era starship battleship was discovered..."
The autumn wind blew wild leaves, and the two old academicians froze in place.
