"What do you mean?" The Medicine King paused.

Su Huiqing sneered, "That's what it means," her cell phone rang twice at this time. It was Chi Yue's phone call. She answered, "You know the coordinates, take my grandfather and my mother back first."

I don't know what I said...

Su Huiqing glanced at the Medicine King and his voice became much calmer, "No need to reason with them, if anyone dares to stop you, just do it for me." Their eighth-level weapons are not vegetarians.

After struggling overseas for so long and planning for so long, if her people are still wronged, why would she stay here?

Apollo once said that she was an arms genius. In fact, without her, he would not have been today. Except for a few people, no one knew that the horrifying designs were all made by her.

I don’t even know who she goes, why she has studied arms so deeply, but she has already drawn the picture of eighth-level weapons.

Su also provided a lot of money to build a base for her. The high-end medicines provided by her pharmacy laboratory were in short supply at the auction hall. The funds provided were enough to support people all over the country, and there was also a mine vein provided by the Shen family.

It can be said that she can't even break the defense ability of the northern wasteland now, let alone other people.

Su Huiqing's tone was domineering enough, but before the Medicine King could say anything, Chi Yue and his fighter plane arrived, and they were fully armed and hovered above everyone's heads.

General Yuan, Yaowang and others looked up and saw scattered people jumping out of the station plane, holding a spear in their hands.

Almost everyone's eyes were on that gun.

The Medicine King almost squinted his eyes at that moment.

Su Huiqing withdrew his gaze and stuffed his phone back into his pocket, "Don't look, you're right, that's the eighth-level weapon you have always wanted. If you want to stop me, Master Medicine, you can't stop you, I'll lose... Why don't you look at the fighter jet, it's a ninth-level weapon, our new fighter jet."

Except for a few people present, no one would know what the seventh-level weapon and the eighth-level weapon meant.

The Medicine King has contacted Apollo countless times, but he has never been able to successfully negotiate with Apollo to get a seventh-level weapon!

Eighth level? That is even more inaccessible to them!

As for the ninth-level weapon! Even General Yuan could not believe that Apollo could really create ninth-level weapon!

But now Su Huiqing is obviously not a joke. Seeing that the fighter jet is obviously not a new creation, Su Huiqing himself did not want to use it to shock others, but now he appears in front of everyone...

Obviously, Su Huiqing was serious this time.

"I'll take this away. Do you have any other questions?" Su Huiqing finally pointed to the second hall master.

"No." The Medicine King paused for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly. What else could he say?

There was no surprise on Su Huiqing's face, "That's good."

"Ruo...Ruohua, I'm not mistaken?" Su Lun was completely stunned at this time. He stared at Su Huiqing, who was standing among a large group of people, and his face was full of disbelief. What is his granddaughter here?

How come one of the people who came is better than the other?

Of course, what Su Lun didn't know now was that when he arrived at the northern wasteland, there would be something even more surprising to him.
Chapter completed!