Subtitle of this chapter: huyou-accopmlished!

"Then you are going to..."

Yuan Yan suddenly picked up the coffee cup and smiled without saying a word. He thought to himself, I just scared you and was not ready to do anything.

Seeing this, Lin Dengwan wisely took back the problem. He understood that just revealing an idea in this way, how could he tell his detailed plan?

Although it is just a concept, Lindenwan, as a professional revolutionary, immediately realized that this concept is very operational.

First hijack the airship, then fly to the destination, and then boom...mission-accopmlished (the mission is completed)!

He couldn't help but blurt out, "This is really a genius idea...well?"

Wait, there seems to be a problem with the idea of ​​this genius.

Lin Dengwan turned around and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Comrade Yuan, how do those comrades on the airship evacuate?"

"Evacuate?" Yuan Yanshu replied with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you doing for evacuation?"

"If you don't evacuate, wouldn't your comrades be burned?"

"Oh, you said this."

Our Master Yuan first looked at Lin Deng Wan with great contempt. Then his face turned aside, showed a very solemn expression, and said in a low voice: "People always die, but the meaning of death is different. In ancient times, there was a writer named Qian Sima who said: People are inherently more serious than..."

"Pickup!"

"Master Ball, do you think this is interesting?"

"Host, if you are trying to die now, you will really die!"

He had to pause for a moment, and thought for a while and continued: "It may be heavier than Mount Rocky, or lighter than the feather. Death for a just cause is heavier than Mount Rocky; eating and waiting for death is lighter than the feather."

"How can you be an investigator of our SCP Foundation for fear of death?!"

"So..." Yuan Yan suddenly waved his hand and said indifferently, "Our comrades don't need a evacuation plan!"

Even though Lindenwan was a staunch governmental soldier, he couldn't help but breathe a breath after hearing this, and thought to himself that the SCP Foundation is just a bunch of lunatics!

To be honest, anarchism is far worse than the two major sects of Abraham, and he would not die without the other paradise. So even if they thought of this idea, no volunteers would implement it.

"Hahaha." When he met such a madman who was not afraid of death, his aura became a little weaker, so he had to laugh a few times, "For such a major plan, I also want to ask my superiors for instructions."

Sure enough, the Wall Street explosion was not that simple, and there were indeed behind the scenes of instructing these people.

This time it was Yuan Yan's turn to suddenly show a look of disdain. He nodded reluctantly and said, "Comrade Linden, I don't need to remind you of the importance of confidentiality work?"

Lindenwan, who had no idea that the momentum between the two was turned over, nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I know this."

Master Yuan raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "Okay, it's almost nine o'clock. Comrade Linden, we are all men who do great things, time is precious!"

The anarchist fighter pondered for a moment and said, "Comrade Yuan, it's not impossible to let you go. But should you show some sincerity if you want to cooperate with us?"

"Sincerity?" Our Master Yuan sneered, "What sincerity?"

Lindenwan lowered his posture again and said sincerely: "Since your SCP Foundation is committed to helping the just cause of the world, can we help us..."

Yuan Yan suddenly snorted from his nose, "Comrade Linden, what kind of help is it?"

"This..." the anarchist fighter said a little embarrassedly, "That financial help. Taking the store to spend all our working capital, so..."

Our Master Yuan smiled on his face and heart, and he said in a lengthened tone: "Oh... isn't it just money? This is a small case for our SCP Foundation."

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Lin Dengwan rubbed his hands, hesitated for a moment and said, "Two thousand dollars..."

"Tsk!" Yuan Yan suddenly picked up the cup and looked up at the other party, humming softly and taking a sip of coffee without saying a word.

The anarchist fighter said a little embarrassedly: "Then it's just one thousand dollars."

Our Master Yuan put down the cup in his hand, took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "My authority can only be given to you eight hundred!"

"Okay, eight hundred is eight hundred."

Yuan Yanshu and Lin Dengwan held two big hands together, looked at each other with a smile, and thought to himself, this is a madman/fool.

"Comrade Yuan, this money..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you. But our SCP Foundation is a formal organization with very strict financial discipline. Do you always have to go through the procedures?"

"How long will it take?"

"Just next year... this year... well, at the end of this month."

"Thank you so much, let me send you there."

The two walked into the front store from the kitchen, and Zhuang Kunlun was still reading the "cooking manual". When our Master Yuan saw this picture, his intestines were regretful. If he had known that he could use money to pay, why would he have to throw out this thing?

I also blame myself for not experiencing the scene just now, and my psychological quality is too poor, and I was a little confused for a moment.

Now, my S value has reached the critical value, and I will die if I want to die!

Miss Aiuka was back for some reason and was wiping the table absent-mindedly with a rag. When she saw our Master Yuan’s face turned red, she pretended not to see him and continued to rub the clean table.

Seeing that he was leaving, Zhuang Kunlun reluctantly put down the book and went forward to say goodbye, "Brother Hongjian, this book is really great."

Yuan Yanshu had no choice but to say perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, Brother Kunlun, just like you. I'll say goodbye first, brother."

"Okay, I'll see you and I'll see you next day."

"Okay, okay, goodbye."

Seeing you, a big-headed ghost, I will be going here to get rid of the tiger and the poor rat out of the cage... Bah bah bah bah bah! Anyway, I will definitely move quickly.

At this time, Lin Dengwan used a color to Sister Wei'an, who nodded slightly, then walked up to him with a sweet smile on his face and said, "Mr. Yuan, I have something to discuss with you."

"Ah, what's the matter?" Don't make any more trouble.

The blonde beauty said softly: "Comrade Yuan, since you are a gentleman now, don't you feel that you are missing a Servant?"

Servant?
Chapter completed!