"Will they agree?" Caesar asked in the room.

Qin Chuan said lightly while typing on the computer: "Unless their brains get water, they will refuse. For them, this is a benefit but no harm. If I don't think it's troublesome and want to develop quickly, I don't need to cooperate with them at all."

Caesar nodded.

Indeed, as long as you have the technology and capital, you may not be unable to do well.

Now, Qinchuan has the technology, and behind it, there is a Golden Island.

Both are already available.

However, this takes a relatively long process.

After all, you have the skills, but it is difficult to find equipment, materials and top technical workers.

"What are you doing?" Caesar approached, looked at Qin Chuan and asked.

"Write the improvement and optimization plan for their weapons and equipment."

Qin Chuan said: "If I guess correctly, before they promised me, they would definitely want to further test whether I really have the ability to improve their other weapons and equipment. I will come up with a few more core solutions, which will make it difficult for them to refuse."

Caesar looked at Qin Chuan like a robot, without thinking at all. He kept typing on the computer and writing out the text plans one by one, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"You pervert!"

Caesar couldn't help but scold.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

It was called by his subordinates.

"Boss, what he said is true, there is really a golden island. Moreover, there are many gold mines on it! If developed, it will definitely be an incredible wealth!"

On the other end of the phone, my subordinate said excitedly.

Caesar turned his head and looked at Qin Chuan, then turned his head and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Are you sure?" Qin Chuan asked lightly without raising his head.

"What you promised me before is to improve my strength and make the Mi army no longer control me, what are you going to do?" Caesar asked.

"Well, give me another ten minutes."

Caesar: “…”

Ten minutes later, Qin Chuan stood up and said to Caesar: "Have you heard of the hard qigong in China?"

“Hard Qigong?”

Caesar was stunned.

Qin Chuan smiled and stretched out his arm, "Come on, pinch the muscles on my arm."

Caesar hesitated and stretched out his hand, pinched Qin Chuan's arm muscles, and found that it was very hard.

Qin Chuan pointed to the wall and said, "If I could punch a ten-centimeter hole in the wall, and it would ensure that the skin on the fist would not be damaged at all, would you do it?"

"impossible!"

Caesar shook his head decisively.

Although a person's physique can be very strong, it is only physical.

Perhaps, you can use impact force to hit the wall ten centimeters as long as you have enough strength.

However, if you can penetrate, the flesh on the surface of your fist will inevitably be severely impacted and squeezed, causing damage.

Even your fist bones will break.

Qin Chuan smiled and walked straight to the wall.

"Look at it, I'll let you see what is a very positive Chinese Kung Fu!"

After saying that, Qin Chuan suddenly shouted softly and punched the wall.

Bang!

A dull roar sounded.

A slight vibration came from the whole room.

Where Qin Chuan's fist hit, the marble tiles and concrete on it fell to the ground one after another, and a small pit ten centimeters deep and fifteen centimeters wide appeared.

When Qin Chuan raised his fist and placed it in front of Caesar, Caesar was stunned.

Because Qin Chuan's fist did not have any blood.

Not even a skin lost.

"impossible!"

Caesar walked over quickly and carefully checked the walls that Qin Chuan had knocked out, and found that the structure on it was indeed very strong.

He took a step back and punched him out.

Bang!

Another ten-centimeter pit appeared on the wall.

However, at different times, Caesar's fist was already covered in blood and blood.

Qin Chuan even saw the thick white bones on his fist.

"You...how did you do it?" Caesar didn't care about the constant bleeding and the painful hand, but just looked at Qin Chuan in shock.

"Hard Qigong." Qin Chuan said: "Hard Qigong is an internal breathing method in China. It can not only strengthen the body, but also enhance the body's ability to resist strikes. Your physical strength and speed have reached the extreme of your physical body, but the ability to resist strikes is still far from it. If you can also have a strong resistance to strikes like me, your combat power will naturally increase a lot."

"Chinese Kung Fu is indeed magical! Are you willing to pass on this method of breathing hard qigong to me?" Caesar looked at Qin Chuan excitedly.

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "That depends on your attitude."

Qin Chuan promised Zhou Zhihong about Vajra Hard Qigong, so he naturally could not pass it on to Caesar, a foreigner.

Of course, if Caesar was his disciple, there would be nothing.

But he is not.

However, in addition to Vajra Hard Qigong, there are many other good Hard Qigong mental methods in China. It is not impossible to create a better set of hard Qigong and pass it on to them.

However, in terms of effect, it is not as good as Vajra Hard Qigong.

"Okay! Then there's the last one left. As long as you can help me get rid of the constraints of the US government, I will immediately join your ranks with the entire Caesar mercenary group." Caesar gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"OK."

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Chapter completed!