A sudden scream made the Tanor soldier jump. The special operations team member who moved the stool for Gong Yun screamed, and his body flew into the air seven or eight meters high, and then fell back to the ground steadily after several somersaults.
Mother, please bring me a bench. Just a bench. Why don't you move a table and get some water? Didn’t you see that I was thirsty after talking for a long time? Gong Yun complained like a resentful woman.
Führer, can you blame me? It's all because you are not discerning. Look at the tables, chairs, tea, water and dried fruits over there. If you don't want to go, you insist on a bench. Who knows whether you want to sit or stand up and have a far-sighted view? The special operator exaggeratedly rubbed his butt to explain.
In fact, Gong Yun's kick was very good. It was not a martial arts kick. Instead, he put his foot on the opponent's butt in a gentle way and then exerted force. This force effect looks very powerful, but in fact it does no damage at all except floating in the air. Besides, how could the person who could be sent to follow Gong Yun and Qin Yao to the Red Sea Kingdom as bodyguards be ordinary people? The special operations team member was just cooperating with Gong Yun.
Gong Yun turned around and took a look. He had never seen it before. There was indeed a table and a chair at the corner between the two rows of houses. There were some fruits and dried fruits on them. They were very neat and definitely not leftovers. It's placed there, waiting to entertain someone.
It may be that Gong Yun started to deal with harvesting supplies as soon as he arrived, and the security team's secret cache of supplies was discovered, so he was so busy that he forgot to invite him over.
Are you still paying attention? As a guard, shouldn't you listen in all directions and see in all directions? What do I want you to do? Gong Yun walked over with strong words.
The special operations team member hurried over and poured him water like a little fawning. Head of State, it’s not that I’m stupid, it’s mainly because Madam’s residence is becoming more and more isolated these days, and security issues put a lot of pressure on us. What if another assassin comes? And as long as we come there, we are definitely at the level of upgraders. We are always mentally tense, not physically tired but mentally tired.
Then you can't stick around me like a stick? Gong Yun drank water and blamed.
In fact, I really have nothing to do with you. There is a famous saying in the team that as long as you follow the head of state on a mission, you can complete the mission well even if you are napping, and the benefits are huge. The special operator fawningly pushed aside a piece of fruit and handed it to Gong Yun.
Who said this famous quote of yours? Gong Yun asked curiously.
Everyone says this is the truth. But it’s just saying, don’t you think there will be no benefit to me coming out with you this time? You got a beating, right? The special operations team member said and glanced directly into the pile of supplies.
One look at this expression and he knew there was something he liked. Was he asking around the corner to ask himself what he wanted? He was very cooperative and shook his head to indicate to him to get it himself. Not only did he not feel unhappy that these special forces members could be so casual with him, he actually enjoyed it. It is precisely because of the close banter between these special forces members and him that people like him at the top will not be lonely. If everyone is subservient to you, it will feel like you are very noble in the eyes of outsiders, but for the person involved, this is definitely an extremely painful thing.
When the special operations team member got back a thirty centimeter spiral metal rod only as thick as chopsticks. Gong Yun stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time, not knowing what was so attractive about this thing. If the threads were not relatively fine, at first glance they might look like construction steel bars used on construction sites.
What is this thing for? Gong Yun finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked.
Führer! Don’t you recognize him? The special operator asked in surprise, with a look written all over his face saying, "You don't know me, that's great."
Gong Yun shook his head and admitted frankly that he really didn't know what this thing was.
It would be great. The special operator stood up straight and looked away with a face full of relief, as if he didn't want to tell Gong Yun at all.
Looking for a fight, right? The girl with big breasts is actually showing off. Gong Yun raised his hand as if to hit someone.
This..., the Führer. If we talk about seniority, you and my grandfather are of the same generation. I should call you grandpa. I am the younger generation of your grandchildren. You won’t covet the things of your juniors and subordinates, right? The special operations team member asked carefully.
Are you watching my ink? Gong Yun raised his leg to threaten.
Okay, Grandpa, you are an adult bullying a child. This thing is called soft iron. When you straighten it, it becomes a weapon. If you bend it, it can be used as a rope. It is also extremely tough, and even the shears we tried on the construction site could not break it. It may be close to you, but to us it is a magic weapon. The soldier said and showed Gong Yun.
When the iron rod with a diameter of only one centimeter is lifted horizontally, it will slowly hang down, forming a ninety-degree right angle with the part held by the hand, but if it keeps moving, it will remain straight. . In other words, this metal rod can be bent into any shape if it is in a static state. For example, if it is placed on a mold with a complex shape, it will bend according to the shape of the mold. But if you hold one end vertically and keep it still for a certain period of time, it will return to its straight state, which is really magical.
What metal is this? It's amazing! I've never seen it before, give it to me. Gong Yun reached out to pick it up.
Grandpa, the head of state... promised not to be greedy for ink. The special operator was very worried and slowly handed the metal rod to Gong Yun, feeling as if he was going to beat a dog with a meat bun and never come back.
Gong Yun rolled his eyes, grabbed it, and bowed his hands, unable to break it apart. However, if he held both ends flat for a certain period of time, the middle of the metal rod would hang down like a rope. Hold it vertically with one hand, and it will slowly droop and coil up to form a shit-like spiral.
It's really amazing that there is such a metal. I need to study it carefully. Gong Yun was speechless.
Grandpa Führer promised not to be greedy? The special operations team member begged desperately.
I'm stingy, I can give it back to you, but you have to take it back to my wife to see if it's possible to analyze and copy it. If you can, this thing will be a mess. If you like it, you can each have one. Gong Yun threw the metal coiled up like shit to him. There is no worry that the other party will not give it to Qin Yao.
Don't worry, Head of State, we all know Madam already. However, my wife said that although the technology content of this thing is very high, it has no practical use at present, so it is not a waste of time to study it. The special operator explained with a grin.
oh! That's why this thing is very rare, but also, I really don't know what it can be used for if it can transform? Gong Yun thinks about it too. If you use this thing to make something, then this thing must be in constant motion, otherwise it will quickly return to its original shape. It really looks like a high-tech thing but is actually very useless. It's barely adequate as a weapon, because it maintains an extremely tough shape when in motion.
If you make a grinding tool for it. For example, if a thin sword is used, it may flow into the form of a thin sword. He just takes it out and fights directly. He won't stop in combat anyway, and he's not afraid of damage because he can recover on his own. It's a pity that there are too few. It would be nice if there were enough for a sword. This is really not enough for anything. A rapier can be held by ordinary special forces members, but if you hold it by yourself, you will be laughed to death. It is too small.
