Interstellar Boss, Doomsday

Chapter 130 Green Triangular Prism

Talk? Talk about anything!

Mingji said to continue talking, leaving the people in the car who were disgraced in order to extinguish Mars to come to their senses. They looked at Mingji blankly. Through the light of the headlights, they could still only see the outline of the man.

Just the outline of a figure and the calm and relaxed posture made people unreasonably add a little more trust to what he just said.

Chen Ze was like a deflated ball. The fire ball floating in his palm had been extinguished.

Just now, the indomitable light in his eyes was extinguished.

Explosives posed no threat, and it was too late to save them now.

At this point, there is nothing left to talk about.

Without chips and trump cards, no matter how much you do, it will be in vain.

Chen Ze recognized this and came back to his senses. The eyes of his teammates behind him were filled with indescribable ambiguity. He choked up and apologized first.

"You guys go back to the base first. I'll accompany them to get that thing."

After Chen Ze sent his teammates away, he was mentally prepared to kill him on the spot when the group got the thing. Once you get the thing, you will have no value, and who would let a person who threatened him with explosives continue to live?

Chen Ze felt that at most he would end up with a whole corpse.

The other party did not choose to continue the negotiation, but directly compromised and admitted defeat.

Mingji stared at Chen Ze, who was exhausted and decadent, and found another difference from his brother.

Sure enough, no one can be similar to my brother, even similarities are hard to find.

When Mingji recalled the look in his eyes just now, nothing was left.

It is far from decisive to lead to defeat without turning defeat into victory.

"Let's go, I'll lead you to get that thing."

Until his teammates left hesitantly, Chen watched them go away. When he turned to face Mingji again, his tone was a little more relaxed than he had been since they met.

Lou Jingce pinched the base of Mingji's right finger and turned it back and forth.

"Are you going down?" he asked Mingji.

"Why don't you go?" Mingji withdrew his hand and asked him.

He stepped forward and walked out of the cockpit. The hatch opened and faced five pairs of eyes in the car.

Mingji's steps paused and fell back to where they were.

"You also want to go?"

Everyone nodded.

"It won't take long to get something." Mingji crossed his arms and leaned against the car door, reminding them, "Those explosives at the airport have not been cleared, and it won't matter even if they explode in the car. Come with me, and you won't have time to defend yourself and avoid them." It all depends on you."

Zuo Dihua tossed the round glass beads in his hand, reflecting the light above his head.

He smiled sweetly and played with the glass beads: "Brother Ming, don't you still have this?"

The new glass beads should be able to protect them from the explosion.

Mingji glanced at him, refused to accept flattery, and rejected everyone ruthlessly.