Chapter 1087: From the edge of the storm (10)
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Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife
- 尛羽宝宝
- 597 characters
- 2021-02-26 10:09:56
"Huh!" The eagle boss and the water lady glanced at each other fiercely, twisted their heads to the side, seeing no one's heart. Although they are still not convinced by each other, they are no longer noisy because they rely on their understanding for so long. If they continue to quarrel, the sword in Hongyue ’s hands will be at their next moment. Around the neck.
"Scholar, what do you say about this matter now?" Hongyue stared at the two men fiercely, and by the way moved the sword in his hand, making a silent threat. With his eyes on the scholar, Shen Sheng asked, "In this case, what is the chance that we can retreat from killing Leng Yeran? If we don't kill Leng Yeran, what is the probability that our mission will fail? Weigh it out, what are we going to do right now? "
"Let's think about it, um, give me some time, and I'll make a rough calculation." The scholar touched his chin with one hand and fell into contemplation. The folding fan in his hand opened, gently blowing the wind, thinking about it. For a while, Shen Sheng said, "We are here to kill Leng Yeran and then the chance of getting out of the body is 30%. It ’s not that I look down on the martial arts of several of us, but because in this case, Leng Yeran is bound to be their key protection. There are definitely a lot of defensive candidates around him. And you should also be. The cold night vanguard and King Jinan ’s Royal Forest are the strongest in the army. Every soldier who comes to Wulin is The stand-up man is not very high in martial arts, but it is also a medium. This time it is important to welcome the Persian princess, and he must have brought some good hands. So in this case, we still want to assassinate him. The chance of Enron leaving is only 30%, and based on my personal hunch, we all have a stronger hunch to die here. "
"Second, the probability that our mission will fail if we do not kill Leng Yeran is incalculable. For the time being, it is 50%. The specific situation will be changed according to the situation."
"How do you say that?" Shui Niang raised her eyebrows, put away the Jiao Didi look, solemnly, said positively, "If you don't kill him, how much will it affect our mission?"
"Did I just say this? It's a bit incalculable." Book City frowned slightly, flattened his mouth, thought for a moment, and said lightly, "Because I don't know what the current situation of Leng Yeran is, If he is really ill, the impact on us will be normal, that is to say, we may have a 50% chance of losing our mission. But if the cold Yeran body is not a big deal, then our plan may be With a 10% impact, the chance of our mission failing is then 10%. "
"Ah, what do you do with so much analysis? Can you just say what we should do now? Isn't it okay?" Boss Eagle is a rough man. The most annoying thing is to listen to these messy analyses. Obviously it is a methodical analysis, but In his ears was a paste. Scratching his head with his hands irritably, he said impatiently, "This day, it's about to light up. If you don't say anything else, then I'm going to sleep. If I don't sleep well, how can I have energy?" To deal with what happened in the future ?! "