Chapter 564: There are three square meters of magic weapon

"Huh? Deputy Captain? It's a joke. Are the vice-captains so cheap now? Any cat or dog can be used?" Someone suddenly made a dissatisfied comment, looking at Zhou Zhonglu's very disdainful eyes.
The old man on the sixth floor of the Qi training period also closed his eyes and gave a sneer, and didn't even look at the middle of the week.
The people in this room are all five-level masters in the Qi training period. After seeing the midweek, they did not feel the energy fluctuations in the midweek. In addition to the midweek young, they naturally thought that the midweek cultivation base was very weak. That is the second level of Qi training, at most three levels. This kind of cultivation is really good at this age, but compared with real masters like them, it is really too weak.
These people didn’t know the intensity of midweek, but Chu Guoli knew very well that midweek is still very important to the Dragon Soul now. He hurriedly said to a few people:
Midweek is the deputy captain appointed by Commander Li himself, so I hope to be here. Everyone can cooperate a lot in this task."
Speaking of Chu Guoli, he looked at the sixth-level elder who was sitting during the training period, and introduced to the middle of the week: "Mid of the week, this is Song Yihai, Song old, the captain of this team, what do you do? Communicate and resolve."
Nodded in the middle of the week and looked at Song Yihai. Originally, he wanted everyone to go on a mission and say hello or something, but Song Yihai didn't even look at him. He smiled and didn't say hello.
"Okay, then you arrange your own preparations before departure, I will not participate." Chu Guoli nodded to Zhou Zhong, then turned and left.
There are only ten people left in the room now, and with the appearance of midweek, these people are obviously a bit crowded out of midweek. A middle-aged man in his 30s said to Song Yihai weirdly: "Captain, I really don't know what Li Commander thinks. Doesn't he want to be ranked this time? Anyone is added to our team."
Song Yihai opened his eyes and said blankly: "Well, the decision above is not in our control. Now that we have taken this task, we must do it well! This time we are going to the U.S. by civil aviation. Carry weapons."
"Ah? You can't bring weapons? What might happen when you arrive in the U.S. Weapons will always come in handy when you have weapons. What is it called not to bring weapons, why not charter a plane?" Suddenly several members stopped doing it. , Said one after another dissatisfied.
Song Yihai sneered, with an arrogant look on his face, took out a slap-sized cloth bag from his arms, and said pretentiously: "Each of you can bring two weapons, choose your own, and I will take some emergency situations in the remaining space. Equipment and food, water."
When everyone saw the cloth bag, they suddenly exclaimed.
"My God! This...this is a space magic weapon!"
"Song Lao deserves to be the elder of our Dragon Soul, there is a magic weapon for space."
"Space magic weapons can't be found. The space magic weapons of Mr. Song can hold two weapons for each of us, and there is still a place to put food. Oh my god, this is incredible."
No one can refine the space magic weapon anymore, and some of them are all passed down from a big family, so if anyone can have a space magic weapon, it is really too powerful. Therefore, when these people saw Song Yihai's space magic weapon, they couldn't help exclaiming and admired Song Lao incomparably.
Song Yihai also said with great pride: "My space magic weapon is three square meters in size and two meters in height. It is more than enough for your things. But... after all, the space is limited, and unnecessary things are eliminated. Are you called Zhouzhong? You don’t need to bring weapons, it’s enough if we bring them.

Speaking, Song Yihai looked towards Zhou Zhong and said coldly.
In the middle of the week, he frowned and felt very upset. What does this Commander Li mean? Isn't this mission of the Universal Conference secondary? Isn't the main purpose of investigating the secret base? What's the situation now, handing over the secret task to himself, and then handing over the rights of the team captain to this old guy, is obviously stumbling himself.
As the saying goes, not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs! In the middle of the week, I feel that my teammate is not as good as a pig. If a pig is hungry, he can roast it. What can this old guy do?
"Captain Song, we are all in the same team, what do you mean by doing this?" Zhou Zhong asked Song Yihai with an ugly face.
Song Yihai said with a sneer: "Good steel will naturally be used on the blade. This time the Kingdom Convention, as long as we have it, it is enough, so you don't need to prepare your share, just follow us."
There was a smile at the corner of Zhou Zhong's mouth, and he asked, "Lao Song means that I don't have to do anything after I arrive in the United States. I will leave everything to you, right?"
Song Yihai said contemptuously: "What can you do? As long as you don't make trouble, we don't need you."
"Okay, then it's settled." Midweek simply agreed, so that he would save trouble.
From the Dragon Soul base, Song Yihai took the remaining eight people to the supermarket to purchase. They had to prepare generous supplies. In the middle of the week, I drove a car and went to the supermarket in the opposite direction. I also need to prepare supplies in the middle of the week!
Is there a magic weapon for space? Is three square meters big? Midweek smiled disdainfully, and looked at the space ring in his hand. There was a space ring in it, no matter what plane he was flying, the security check couldn't find anything.
After two days of preparation, a group of ten people arrived at the airport in a commercial vehicle on the third day. The Dragon Soul bought them the same flight, but because the first class of the flight was limited, one of them had to take economy class.
Song Yihai glanced at the middle of the week and said coldly, "Let's take the economy class in the middle of the week."
His face suddenly changed in the middle of the week, and he glared at Song Yihai. This old guy seemed determined to do it right with himself.
Song Yihai glanced at Zhou Zhong indifferently, and sneered disdainfully: "Why, which one here is not higher than yours? You are a young man who knows how to be humble, how about taking economy class?"
"Okay, I'm in economy class." Mid-week doesn't want to be too entangled with him. When the US mid-week, I plan to act alone and fly away with this group of wastes so as not to be bad things for them, so I don't plan to do it in midweek Worrying about that old guy.
When I got on the plane, I found my seat in the middle of the week. As soon as I sat down, I saw a big fat man running over in front of him out of breath, squeezing his into his position.
Suddenly in the middle of the week, this fat man was really fat, and even the seats on the plane couldn't sit down, so after sitting down, he felt that the meat on both sides of his stomach was squeezed.
At this time, the fat man turned his head and saw that Zhou Zhong was watching him, and he immediately greeted him familiarly: "Hello buddy, what did you do in the United States?"
Mid-week casually said: "Business trip."
The fat man knows that he is a small employee on a business trip to the United States, and he is a small employee, and his status is equal and friendly, so he talks more.
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"I have lived in Los Angeles for 6 years. I opened a barbecue shop in the local Chinatown, selling skewers, and the business is pretty good. I didn't just go home, and my family is urging marriage. I can't find a girlfriend in the United States. I can only come back and look for it, but the woman actually thinks I am fat, so what fun is it?" The fat man murmured angrily.
He glanced at him in the middle of the week, and said that you are not fat, you are really fat! With such a fat body, unless the woman is fatter than you, it's really hard to find someone.