There's a Plane Fighting Ahead.

 He Liang's driving skills are indeed outstanding. The take-off process, except for a slight feeling during the ascending stage, is as stable as driving on flat ground. Lu Yiyao seemed to be too excited last night and did not fall asleep, listening to the music unknowingly. And fell asleep.

 Zhang Menglong helped her into the room, arranged for a flight attendant to take care of her, and then discussed the auction with Wang Ling.

 In fact, there were still three days until the day of the auction. There was no need for them to come so early. It was just that Zhang Menglong wanted to take Lu Yiyao to appreciate the exotic customs of the Frankish Kingdom in Europe, so he chose to come early.

 "By the way, do you have any information about this auction?" Zhang Menglong asked.

 "No!" Wang Ling shook his head. This auction organization never revealed the content of each auction. It was always known for its mystery, but it always gave people some special surprises.

 "Mr. Zhang, we have all the information about the auction. If you need it, I can prepare one for you immediately." Ye Yin's voice sounded in Zhang Mengyu's ears at the right time.

 "No, I still want a little surprise, so don't tell me!" Zhang Menglong replied,

 "Believe it or not, as long as I want to know whether the auction host is a man or a woman, and what color underwear he is wearing, I will Everyone knows!" Zhang Mengyu started to show off to Wang Ling again.

 "I believe you, you bad old man, you are very bad. That auction organization has held hundreds of auctions so far, and I have never heard of any time when information was leaked." Wang Ling was naturally dissatisfied with this. I believe it, and it is said that every auctioneer is appointed temporarily. Maybe there is no interactive candidate yet. Can Zhang Mengyu predict the future?

 "Let me tell you," Wang Ling said mysteriously, "do you know what was the first thing in that auction ten years ago?" "What thing?" Exchange good books and follow the vx public account

 .

 [ Book Friends Base Camp]. Follow now and get cash red envelopes!

 "Tai'a sword!"

 "Damn it, does this really exist? Are you writing fantasy novels for me?"

 "Nonsense, the top ten famous swords all exist in China, right? Tai'a sword is the one owned by Qin Shihuang. Well, after Qin Shihuang's Epang Palace was burned down by Xiang Yu, he disappeared and actually appeared at the auction. Can you believe it?" "

 It's interesting!" Zhang Mengyu has always been interested in this kind of mystery. The colorful things are full of curiosity, and this Taia sword must also have a fascinating historical story.

 "But in the end, it was still bought by your father!" Wang Ling rolled his eyes. In his impression, the person who bought the sword and the plane and tank should be the same person.

 "Oh? How come I haven't seen it before?" Zhang Mengyu tried hard to find it in his memories, but he was sure that he had never seen that sword.

 "Wait a minute, show me yesterday's video!" Wang Ling said suddenly, "Those things were all bought in the same batch, maybe they are on your private farm!" Wang Ling's expression suddenly froze, and

 he A very absurd idea appeared in his mind. Fighters are used to spread pesticides, tanks are used to plow the land, and guided missile destroyers are used to fish. This Taia sword, which is called a national treasure, will not be used by his father to chop firewood, right?

 The more he thought about it, it seemed that this was not impossible!

 "Stop!" Zhang Menglong saw a flash of white light in the video, as if it was formed by something reflecting sunlight. "Slow motion playback!" Wang

 Ling started to play back the video according to Zhang Menglong's words. In a corner, he finally found the The source of the light spot was a middle-aged man who looked fat. He was chasing a few running pigs, and what he was holding in his hand was obviously not an ordinary butcher's knife.

 This is a sword of about 90 centimeters, with a bronze-orange color all over its body. It is almost exactly the same as the Tai'a sword described in ancient books!

 Zhang Mengyu and Wang Ling looked at each other, and they could see not only surprise but also helplessness in each other's eyes.

 That's right, Zhang Menglong and his boss didn't use that sword to chop wood, but he actually gave it to the butcher on the farm to kill the pigs!

 Zhang Mengyu had even thought of the reason. Such a sharp sword should be left alone. Instead of wasting it, wouldn't it be delicious for chopping ribs?

 "Boom!" At this moment, a violent explosion came from the front of the plane, a ball of fire exploded directly in front of the plane, and there were even a large number of debris falling downwards.

 "Holy shit! What's going on? Someone is jerking off?" Wang Ling quickly sat on the safety seat and fastened the seat belt at lightning speed, doing it in one go, as if he had received special training.

 "Captain He, what's going on?" Zhang Mengyu immediately asked through the communicator on the plane. With He Liang's technology, such an operational error should not occur.

 "Mr. Zhang, there was a violent explosion ahead just now. It seemed like a missile." The speed was so fast that even He Liang's eagle-like eyes could hardly catch the trajectory.

 "What? Missile? Are you really fucking flying a plane?" Wang Ling yelled, "No, I usually don't do anything bad, and I don't provoke any enemies. Zhang Mengyu, you show off everywhere. It must be for you, right?"

 "Don't push me!" Zhang Mengyu said, "Captain He, are you sure?"

 "You can't be fooled by the explosion and the fire, but it's a bit strange. The plane was not hit at all. Logically speaking, even if it was not hit by shrapnel, the shock wave of the explosion should have shaken the plane twice." "Ye Yin, is that you?"

 If it is really a missile, then I'm afraid there is only One possibility is that Ye Yin blocked the missile.

 "Yes, Mr. Zhang, that should be an air-to-air missile independently developed by Moriko. Its power is similar to our Chinese air-to-air missiles two generations ago. However, if it is really hit, the aircraft will definitely disintegrate directly. Yes." Ye Yin said.

 "You're awesome!" Zhang Menglong silently praised Ye Yin. Doesn't this mean that Ye Yin just received a missile with his bare hands? Is this really something that humans can do? Isn't that outrageous?

 "Captain He, please hover nearby for a while. I'll ask what's going on!"

 "Okay, Mr. Zhang!" The situation ahead is unknown, and the aircraft's flight path cannot be changed at will. They can only choose to hover nearby for the time being.

 "Ye Yin, go and see what's going on." Zhang Mengyu said, "Go and come back quickly. If you don't come again soon, I won't be able to withstand it." "

 Mr. Zhang, don't worry, nothing will happen. "Ye Yin's voice disappeared from Zhang Mengyu's ears again, but no one noticed the existence of this person.

 "What's going on? What was that sound just now?" At this time, Lu Yiyao, who was awakened by the explosion, rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room.

 In just a few seconds, Ye Yin brought back the news. He told Zhang Mengyu everything that had happened.

 "Oh, it's okay!" Zhang Mengyu seemed to be just talking about an ordinary thing, "Two countries in Europe are competing for a piece of oil resources. They started fighting when they disagreed. Now two fighter jet formations are fighting each other in front. Where are the planes? !"