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288, you have a chance to convince me

Just as the heads of state were silently following their hearts, Victor's exhibition was not over yet.

Still real-time projection.

A 214 frigate flew out of the space fortress. The camera gave the frigate's perspective. The fist-sized earth quickly enlarged, and it hovered in outer space in 2 seconds.

The projection turned and came to the cockpit of the frigate, revealing Steve's sunny face.

Victor waved at the projection and said, "Steve, how do you think of the first human being on the planet to fly a space warship?"

"What? Feeling?" Steve in the projection twisted his neck and said hard: "If there were this little guy during World War II, I might not have missed that dance."

Victor pursed his lips slightly - according to the script, this is not the line that Steve should say.

"Victor turned around and said, "Alice, let me introduce you to the performance of this charming little guy."

"Okay, Chen." Alice responded.

"The 214 frigate is equipped with a small light speed engine that can accelerate to the speed of light within 01 milliseconds. It has a built-in gravity survival system, which can greatly offset the damage caused by the speed of light to the human body and reach the limit that the human body can withstand."

"The attack weapon is a small ship-based light energy cannon. Because it is too small, there is no loading space for the folding engine. Its effective range is 10 light seconds, which can destroy targets with a mass of less than 1,000 tons."

Alice introduced the frigate data in detail. During this period, Steve also woke up and realized that she had said the wrong thing and looked solemn.

Compared with Steve, the atmosphere on the scene is polarized.

The reporters and other groups of people who were eating melons naturally showed their words of exclamation. The performance of this frigate was simply as good as that of a fighter.

Council members and heads of state are even more restless.

The light-speed engine has a strike range of 10 light seconds and can be driven by humans, causing a devastating blow to targets with a mass of less than 1,000 tons.

What does this mean?

This 214 frigate can be parked on the edge of the moon and effectively strike any target on the earth, but the earth does not have effective interception methods.

How to intercept light speed attack? Hello!

And they are not from the same direction.

The light-speed engine allows the frigate to appear anywhere above the earth. As soon as the fire is opened, you will be evaporated by the human world.

If the space fortress is a nuclear bomb on the earth, then this frigate is a top killer, and taking the lives of everyone present is as simple as taking a picture.

You can't afford to offend.

There were some people who had different thoughts just now, but now they all put away their thoughts and decided to wait until Victor spoke loudly, and talk if he could, and if he couldn't, he would respond first.

no way.

A weak country has no diplomacy.

I just hope that Victor doesn’t mean to unify the earth, otherwise they really don’t know what to do.

beat?

Have you ever beaten?

surrender?

Are they willing?

Regardless of the troubles of the heads of state, Alice introduced the performance of the frigate.

Victor looked at a black photographer and smiled and said, "Nothing is right, let Steve set an example for everyone."

He stroked his right hand and a sloppy black uncle was projected.

"The treacherous errant Illidan, the founder of the world's number one terrorist organization, "Iran Sect", has learned that he is planning a suicide attack on Capitol Hill today, and is currently lurking at our scene."

After Victor finished speaking, the face of the people at the scene immediately changed.

Many people found that Victor seemed to be staring at someone, following his gaze and looking at the black photographer ahead. The latter's face was red and his body was trembling. It seemed that he was struggling and exerting force.

The people around immediately dispersed, fearing that the terrorist would be affected.

The temporary counterattack did not appear.

After a brief struggle, the black photographer suddenly gave up on his struggle and his face calmed down.

He stretched out his hand in his pocket, holding something like a remote control in his hand, which caused the people around him to scream and retreat again.

But the black photographer did not press the button.

He gently placed the remote control on the ground, then began to take off his coat and turn it over, and his head was densely packed with light blue liquid glass tubes.

"Liquid bomb!" The person with knowledge of the goods exclaimed: "It's a liquid bomb! Oh my God! Is he going to overturn the entire venue?!"

The black photographer was unmoved and placed the liquid bomb vest underground, standing there in a daze, as if he was lost.

He was easily captured by the security personnel who rushed over after hearing the news, and took them down together with the liquid bomb and the remote control.

Until this time.

The black photographer struggled hard to pounce on the remote control as if he had come alive.

But how can three burly men let them succeed?

A punch hit the black photographer's back neck without hesitation. With a crisp "click" sound, the black photographer was basically paralyzed if he didn't die, and was dragged out like a dead dog.

Victor clapped his hands at this time, attracting everyone's curious eyes - the strange behavior of the black photographer just now must have nothing to do with Victor.

"I know what you think, but I'm sorry I didn't do it this time." Victor shrugged and pointed his hand at the corner of the venue. The three beautiful triplets stood up and bowed slightly to everyone.

The three cuckoo sisters, as the resident teachers of Shuguang Academy, are familiar with many of the people present.

As telepaths, I think they controlled the black photographer just now, so they did not let him press the detonation button.

Although there are also a few people who are somewhat repelled from the telepathy of Esme's three women and are worried that their inner secrets will be spyed, most people are still not stingy with their applause at all.

After the applause lasted for several seconds, Victor slapped his hand slightly, and everyone cooperated and calmed down, watching him waiting for the following text.

Since Victor just mentioned the demonstration, it would be

As expected.

Victor smiled mysteriously and said, "I believe everyone is not very good at this Illidan's first sense. It just so happens that we also know that his current hiding place is in Afghanistan."

"So, let our first frigate pilot, try to see if we can avenge everyone."

At the same time.

A satellite image is connected to the projection, which is exactly the figure of Illidan running out of a house in a panic.

It seems that he is watching the live broadcast, too.

But this did not change his destiny.

A ray of light flashed through the sky, and the end point was Illidan himself, shooting in his eyebrows impartially, and then his whole body turned into a handful of ashes and drifted away.

This was directly evaporated by the high temperature of the light energy cannon, even saving sparks.

Look at the ground again.

Apart from some flying ashes, he was not implicated by this precise blow.

This accuracy made everyone present tremble for it—some were excited and some were afraid.

The projection ends here and all projections disappear.

Only the projection of the Type 213 frigate is left to remain.

Victor walked down from the debate stage and looked at the front row with a slightly fearful, unwilling, angry bigwigs from all over the country with evil smiles.

then.

Just like the Dawn Building, he reached out and grabbed the projection of the frigate, pulled it into various parts with both hands, and marked the approximate model data.

Victor looked at the camera, laughed out eight shining teeth, and said, "In addition to the teaching of magic, the complete drawings of the Type 213 frigate were originally planned to hand over to the earth for free."

"But now, I regret it again, you know the reason."

"but."

"You still have a chance to convince me."

"Persuch me to hand over the magic voluntarily, and to hand over the design drawings."

"You guys have 15 minutes before I change my mind."
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