A policeman who was approaching was forced by Wang Hao's eyes like a beast. When Zhang Gang was about to speak, Wang Hao's bronze sword suddenly turned into a phantom! Suddenly, a sword stabbed the policeman's shoulder. There was a nervous system here, and his whole body was weak and painful after being injured. This was the information flow that Wang Hao had just obtained.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone's face was shocked, as if the end of the world was coming. The faces of the policeman lying on the ground were distorted in pain. In the flash, most of the nearly 100 policemen fell to the ground...

The remaining policemen who stood almost instinctively took out their pistols. Now, the gun is the only thing that can give them a sense of security.

"Gun!" Wang Hao's pupils were tightened. In 1132 AD, Chen Guiming, a military strategist of the Southern Song Dynasty in China, a musket was introduced to Europe in the 13th century AD, and muskets were developed rapidly. In 1860, the United States pioneered the continuous bead gun... Guns are definitely not weapons that the human body can compete with! This is the conclusion that Wang Hao reached.

Huo Di, without any warning, there were all the police brothers flying up in front of me. No one dared to shoot in such an environment. This is a tourist attraction. Taking out a gun is just a scare. Now there are flying colleagues everywhere in the air, so it is even more impossible to shoot!

After Wang Hao threw more than a dozen injured policemen at the policeman holding the gun one after another, the moment the person took action, he was already like a burst of light smoke, floating past the crowd and heading straight for more than a dozen police cars parked by the square...

"Boom! Boom..." A violent collision sound continued. After the police woke up, the hoods of more than a dozen police cars and their motives had completely deformed, and the golden armor had turned into a little golden light and disappeared on the streets...

...

The reporter came, and the police were speechless. Only a young policeman who was said to have graduated from the police academy fell into madness, his eyes were red, and he shouted wildly in front of the camera: "Chinese Kung Fu, I have seen the real Chinese Kung Fu... I want to learn Chinese Kung Fu!"

The golden-retriever rushed out of nowhere and raised her thumb and said, "Kung Fu, Kung Fu... is great!! Bruce Lee... Chinese Kung Fu... is great!"

Ouyang Weiwei tossed and turned around and rolled on the bed, her fair skin radiating dazzling light due to the entanglement of her pajamas.

I plan to take a vacation to sleep well today. Then I know that after the morning, the biological clock would wake her up on time, forcing her eyes to close but still couldn't sleep.

Wei Wei threw the pillow covered with her face to the ground, murmured with her fern, "The Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, Guanyin Bodhisattva... You pity me, I just want to sleep in. I always can't wake up, why can't I sleep when I have time today? I pity me... God!" After begging all the Chinese and foreign mythological figures, Wei Wei pulled the pillow again in depressedly and covered her small and delicate face.

One second!

Two seconds!

...

Wei Wei made a fish jumping action that was extremely disagreeable with her facial features and flipped up and shouted: "Ah... Auntie is not sleeping anymore, can I watch TV?"

The TV kept changing the channel under the command of remote control. Eiwei was either crying or the swords and shadows of the TV station. Vivi viciously cursed all the staff of the TV station.

Sudden.

During the crazy conversion of TV channels, Vivi finally found a local news that was of interest.

I saw a familiar place on the TV screen: People's Square.

The picture is a bit chaotic, but you can still see the dense police, police cars, and excited crowds... The picture seems to capture a golden back at the end...

The picture was played repeatedly, and the young policeman muttering and the foreigner with his thumbs were given several powerful close-ups.

Finally, the local news report that made people numb to watch was beginning to explain: "Around 8:30 this morning, our reporter received the news that a person wearing ancient golden armor cast by real gold appeared to stroll in the People's Square of the city, which almost caused a trampling incident. Before our station received the news, the city 110 also received a call for a report and sent a large number of police forces to maintain the order, which finally eliminated the hidden dangers. However, the accident caused the person to suddenly lose control of his emotions, and he injured several police officers with a weapon and then fled... When the suspect escaped, he smashed more than a dozen police cars, causing huge economic losses... In addition, our station reminds all viewers that this suspect is an extremely dangerous person. If there is a clue, please call 110 or our phone number, please do not act privately..."

It is estimated that it is difficult for such cities to produce attractive news. The beginning shots are repeated on the TV, and occasionally some scenes of police cars are added, and some interviews with citizens and tourists who have seen the whole process.

Weiwei's mouth was wide open, completely destroying the image of a lady she had always been proud of. Of course, this living room is the bedroom, and the bedroom is the small room in the living room. Weiwei had no scruples. This is her little world.

"Crazy...crazy...really gold...really gold armor! How much does it cost? One gram of gold is 200 yuan, two grams of gold is 400 yuan...one hundred grams is 400 yuan...one hundred grams is 400 yuan...wrong...one hundred grams is 200,000...ah..." Weiwei rushed to the computer excitedly and turned on the power supply. "You have to calculate, you have to calculate...how much does one piece of armor cost..."

"Baby, why are you so slow at important moments?" Weiwei knocked on the slow-starting computer in depressedly, then rummaged through the cabinet and searched for the computer in the drawer.

finally!

After a crackling calculation, Weiwei came up with a rough result: fifty grams equals one liang, five hundred grams equals one jin... A complete pair of ancient armor costs at least one hundred jin...

"Oh my God... 50,000 grams of gold... How many earrings and necklaces do you need to wear?"

Wei Wei suddenly looked melancholy and looked at the white and empty neck and ears in the mirror: "Oh! I'll buy a pair of fake tomorrow to wear it!"

Just as Vivi touched her neck and complained, she suddenly had a dark light in the room with a total area of ​​less than 50 square meters. Wang Hao stood by the balcony wearing golden armor and holding a bronze sword in his hand.

"Ah..." Weiwei's scream immediately stopped abruptly, because Wang Hao's cold bronze sword had already pressed against her thin neck.

"You...you...golden armor? Ah...golden armor...really is it a golden armor?"

At first, Weiwei, who looked scared, immediately appeared on Wang Hao's armor, and immediately forgot about the danger, staring at the dazzling golden armor with dementia.

Wang Hao sighed and took back the bronze sword in his hand. If he didn't, there would probably be a hole in the girl's throat. Wang Hao really didn't understand. Is gold more important than life?

Apart from the particularly flexible muscles of this girl, she could no longer find anything worth noting to Wang Hao. She suddenly felt embarrassed when she held the bronze sword at such a weak girl.

Without the obstacles of the bronze sword, Weiwei finally approached Wang Hao, obsessed with touching the golden scales on the golden armor and murmured: "It's really gold, it's really gold..."

"I need to stay with you for a few days!" Wang Hao said lightly, his tone unquestionable.

"Ah!" Ouyang Weiwei, who was obsessed with her, finally woke up. This guy was an extreme dangerous person. "What are you going to do? Don't come... Don't come..." Weiwei took a few steps back in horror and hugged the pair of full jade rabbits on her chest. The single life made her develop the habit of not wearing a bra when sleeping.

Unfortunately, Vivi's terrified and tempting expression did not attract Wang Hao's attention at all.

After Wang Hao looked at the room, his voice was dull but full of irresistible and domineering, "I only need to stay for two days, maybe one day will be enough. After I leave, this gold medal will be yours!"

A gold medal had been thrown on Weiwei's bed. This was the only item on him except armor and bronze sword. This was the gold medal representing his identity in the Qin Dynasty. It was meaningless to him now.

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Chapter completed!