Chen Lang looked around the surroundings and saw that Qiu Feng had already walked out of the hotel.
This time he didn't say anything about Zhuo Qun not liking the noise, but welcomed Chen Lang and others into the hotel.
Seeing this scene, Gong Hanzhang's face turned cold. He already understood that he was the chicken used to scare the monkey last time, and whatever he did was wrong.
"Where is Zhuo Qun?" Chen Lang asked directly, "Am I qualified enough to see him?"
"Of course you can meet Mr. Chen, but your elites should not go in. The small conference room cannot accommodate so many people."
Qiu Feng said with a smile.
"You know me?"
Chen Lang looked at Qiu Feng in front of him and asked.
"We all know you, and we also know Tiwu Jiangting. We have been waiting for you since you got on the train. Please come."
Qiu Feng stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture towards the elevator.
These few words made the short, stocky middle-aged man and the big-backed man behind Chen Lang look uncomfortable. Their bodies were a little stiff. Their every move was being monitored, and no one could bear it.
"How did you conduct surveillance? We have checked it all. There is no sign at all. Let me tell you."
Chen Lang looked at Qiu Feng calmly. Since he could say it, he could communicate.
Besides, he has seen a lot of things. He has seen the real golden lips back then. How advanced is the black technology in this area. He still has some understanding.
"Those things given to you have backdoors, and we can control them remotely. The times are developing and technology is advancing. In our era, electronic products are not allowed to be brought into the venue. Even if they are brought in, they must be turned off, but you don't know These things, to put it bluntly, are an information gap.”
Qiu Feng led a few people towards the venue, talking and demonstrating to them along the way.
"This was easily discovered in your time."
Chen Lang said while looking at the demonstration.
"Yes, in our time, we would not do this. After all, these things are mainly sold to the common people. We can't spy on the common people, can we?"
Qiu Feng brought Chen Lang to a small room, "Senior Chen Lang, here is a gift from our Mr. Zhuo. Please go and receive it. After receiving this gift, we can go to see Mr. Zhuo." ."
The room was empty, with only a white operating table placed inside, and then a man with a smile stood there.
When they saw this man, Chen Lang, Gong Hanzhang, and the short, fat middle-aged man Yan Jianping all felt chills on their backs, as if they had seen a man-eating beast. The hair on their bodies stood up and they could not breathe. Even.
"This is the tall and strong bodyguard captain of our Mr. Zhuo. The Shi Dafan and Deng Zhenhua you met before are his team members."
Qiu Feng introduced Gao Dazhuang's identity to several people.
"Damn, this is not a bodyguard, this is a killing star. A killing star with at least hundreds of lives on its hands."
Several people were shouting and cursing in their hearts, is there no end to the mawei play now?
"Please take off your clothes and lie down."
Gao Da Zhuang said to Chen Lang with a big smile.
The sweat on Chen Lang's head remained along his temples. He took off his clothes obediently and lay down on the operating table, his heart beating incessantly.
When Gao Dazhuang saw the man lying down, he began to operate the medical platform, preparing to regenerate Chen Lang's severed limbs.
This operation has been used countless times in the main world. Most of the disabled people are tall and strong and can now operate it with their eyes closed.
As the platform started up, Chen Lang lost weight before his eyes, but his right hand grew again.
"Your right hand has just grown out and you can't use it freely yet. It needs a period of adaptation. You'd better eat something and take more calcium tablets by the way. The bones of your right hand are absorbed from other bones. Calcium will cause osteoporosis in your body for a period of time, so you need to pay attention to this."
Chen Lang didn't hear what Gao Dazhuang said at all. He was sitting up now, looking at his right hand, stroking and pinching it hard. The expression on his face was very excited. After a while, he gave it a hard blow with his right hand. slapped himself.
"It's not a dream, it's not a dream, I really have my right hand again!"
As he spoke, he started to cry.
When several other people saw this scene, they didn't know what to say. Everyone gathered around and touched Chen Lang's right hand. It was hot, soft, and fleshy to the touch. Yes, it was real. The hand, when pinched, is no different from your own hand, and the other person will also feel pain. A slap on the face is very hard, and it really hurts.
Several people covered their faces and looked at Chen Lang sadly, complaining that his slap was too hard.
"Stop making trouble, this is a real gift. I really didn't expect it to be such a gift. You guys are really generous."
Chen Lang also regained his composure, but couldn't help but feel panicked in his heart. You must ask for something when giving a gift. Such a big gift is really too much to bear.
This gift is too big to accept. I can't cut off this hand anymore and give it back to them. I am reluctant to part with it.
Really, if you are overpowered before the negotiation even starts, it will be difficult to handle in the future.
"It's not a big deal, our military personnel who were injured and disabled in the line of duty have all used it. This thing is pretty good."
Gao Dazhuang only said that many people used it, but he did not say whether it was very common or not, nor did he say whether he made it himself.
It is just through words to induce them to think that this thing is a common product in their own world. Even if problems are discovered in the future, it is because there is a problem with your understanding and has nothing to do with us.
"Really, your technology is really advanced."
Chen Lang forced a smile. He had been frightened by Gao Da Zhuang's words. He began to think that this thing was a normal thing over there. He felt a little stressed and began to think about why the other party came back to find them. He was so developed. Technology has something to do with them.
"Okay, let's go to the conference room now, Mr. Zhuo is still waiting there."
Qiu Feng took several people out of this room and continued to the conference room.
Gao Dazhuang also followed behind them.
"Why did he come here? Doesn't that thing need to be guarded?"
Chen Lang asked after seeing the tall and strong man following behind.
"If Captain Gao doesn't follow, we won't be able to pass the next section of the road."
The people who said this were confused for a while. How could they not get through? They had also seen the design drawings of the hotel. Isn't there a corner in front of them? After passing the corner, wasn't there a conference room at the end of the corridor? It was only a few steps away. Yes, why can't I make it through?
When they turned the corner, they saw dozens of humanoid robots standing there staring at them.
