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Chapter 3511 Worth not the same

I suddenly felt bad.

Why did Meng Xinian come in at this time?

He thought he could solve Ding Haijing first in this cockpit!

Damn it, it's only a little bit!

"Major General Meng, the needle in his hand."

Ding Haijing felt relieved.

Meng Xinian came in just in time!

Not only that ring on Zhao Meng's body is weird, there must be something else on him.

This Zhao Meng is not an ordinary person.

Moreover, Zhao Meng also knew that there was a wound on his chest.

When Zhao Meng hit the wound in the chest, he immediately knew that Zhao Meng must be in the same group as those people.

If Meng Xinian had come later, he would have been pronounced.

He didn't mind being stabbed exactly like Jiang Xiao. He was afraid that if something happened to him, everyone on the plane would be in danger.

As long as Zhao Meng controls the plane and changes the route, Jiang Xiao will fall into the other party's hands.

So, as soon as he saw Meng Xinian coming in, he immediately whispered to Meng Xinian about the needle.

After hearing his words, Meng Xinian's eyes fell on the needle in Zhao Meng's hand.

Gold-like injection.

His eyes suddenly became cold.

Jiang Xiao had told him before that she was shot into a flying needle.

"Is this kind of needle that is the one that is stabbed?"

"right."

"Okay, very good." Meng Xinian's voice suddenly became a little cold.

He looked at Zhao Meng, pushed Ding Haijing out of the inner cabin door, "Go out."

Very good. He doesn't go to heaven, but he doesn't want to break in.

If you can capture Zhao Meng alive, I think it will be much more valuable than the other two people.

"Major General Meng is careful."

Ding Haijing did not hesitate to stay.

He knew that his hands were weak now, and staying in this small space might be Meng Xinian's drag.

He naturally believed in Meng Xinian's kung fu very much, so after saying this, he immediately ran out.

His hands were hanging weakly beside him, but he still stood at the door.

No matter what, I can’t help Meng Xinian, nor can I let Zhao Meng go out, and I have the chance to enter the inner cabin.

So, he blocked the door with his body.

Zhao Meng stood up straight, looked at Meng Xinian, and then carefully inserted the needle into a special small leather tube around his waist.

"Why, I don't want to use it for Ding Haijing?"

Meng Xinian did not take action, and let him put the needle away.

He also wanted to get this needle.

It would be best if you could just use this needle for research.

"Zhao has been hearing the legend about Major General Meng. This is the first time that he has the opportunity to compete with Major General Meng." Zhao Meng said: "However, I still have to tell the truth. Although Major General Meng is the King of Soldiers, the value of Ding Haijing is still higher in Zhao. In a certain field, Ding Haijing can be sold at a very good price, and Major General Meng, you may only have your life worth it!"

"oh?"

"Don't Major General Meng know that the price of your life has been clearly marked on the road?"

Meng Xinian really didn't know about this.

"I'll ask, how much is my life worth?"

"Twenty thousand yuan."

Tsk, it's only 20,000 yuan? It's going to cost him his life?

"Where is Ding Hai View?"

"Ding Haijing is different from you. He has to be valuable only when he is alive, and it can be sold for 50,000 yuan."

This is really the first time I heard about it!
Chapter completed!
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