LT is very similar to whitening agents, and they have mature production plans in the future. However, now, whether it can be mass-produced by chemical means before the Three World Wars will be a big question mark! Perhaps, if the cracking fails, it will still be

Want to go back to the old path of raising whitening fish?

However, the deep-sea creatures that synthesize LT will grow in the deep sea of ​​3,000 meters in the future. With the current technical level, Long Hao has not yet found it. Therefore, the appearance of LT was originally intended to be put after the submarine was built.

Yes, but after the police station gunfight storm, Long Hao still felt that he would take it out and give it to Li Bixi to try it out first!

Perhaps, Little Libixi's team has made a qualitative leap in their level over the past six months?

This LT sample consumed Long Hao's total 100 pounds of energy! This is also one of the reasons why he had carefully considered it before and did not easily make LT bombs.

Little Libixi got the LT sample and led his experimental team to crack it day and night, and got a new goal. Libixi also held her breath and vowed to make the setbacks in cracking whitening agents through development

The LT bomb was retrieved in one fell swoop!

Little Libixi's self-esteem told him that he could not rely on Long Hao for everything, and he was also a well-known chemist!

“Ocean, ocean, what are you dazed?”

Melissa's quiet voice awakened Long Hao from her memories. Long Hao shook his mind, and then he realized that he had been staring at Hong Xiangling, who had a slit on his waist. Inside the cheongsam, the slender white waist, with a contour of the slim and white waist.

The upper body... is in my mind.

Hong Xiangling said angrily: "You are, dad is still waiting outside!"

When she passed by Long Hao, Xiang Ling leaned her head and whispered: "Didou Ge, what's the best thing about it? Sooner or later, aren't it all yours?"

Long Hao giggled, and many scenes that were not suitable for children were swaying in his mind. He looked at the hip waves and followed the three beauties out of the room.

The carriage had been put on, and Hong Zaimu changed into a white naval uniform. This was the non-commissioned officer uniform of the Dragon Scale Army's first fleet. Only naval generals with the rank of non-commissioned officers or above are eligible to wear it.

The naval officer uniforms were hand-sewn by tailors of Zhongshan Soul. The style refers to the style of the navy of the Western powers. The main color is white. The new suit is handsome, atmospheric, and the erectus and armband are not left behind, and they are also at the back of the waist.

Embroidered with a dragon scale navy logo pattern: abstract Kunpeng!

Depending on the level of military rank, the number of Kunpeng's head and wings changes differently.

Hong Zaimo spent his entire life in a place related to the navy. He liked this set of Dragon Scale Navy uniform very much!

Can you not like it?

This is a uniform made up of the future suit elements brought by Long Hao and the sensation of a decisive military spirit. If it is compared with the naval uniforms of various countries, the British Royal Navy will also feel ashamed!

"Son-in-law, you have calculated it. Procrastination is not like a manly style!"

Hong Zaimu stopped talking to his old subordinates such as Zhen Man and others, turned around, wore a Shanghai military cap with one hand, looked at Long Hao and the three natural beauties majestic.

Under the sun, Hong Zaimu seemed to have a second spring, as handsome as the god of war in the sea, shining brightly.

"Xiang Ling, your father is so handsome!"

"Of course! When I was abroad, many noble women wanted to pay my father back, but I beat them back, hehe!"

"Wow! Xiang Ling, you are very strict with me!"

"We must be strict. Let me tell you that from now on, we will form a united front, and we must not let Brother Long constantly seduce people from outside..."

Long Hao heard a black thread next to the three girls. When he went to see Hong Zaimo's cool look, he couldn't help feeling very upset: What are you pretending to be? I saved my life, and I also wore my clothes. What kind of stinky airs are you showing off?

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Long Hao was very disdainful of Hong Zaimo's appearance of showing off his 'new clothes' in front of him, and quickly walked forward and said, "I am different from Uncle Hong. I am not a soldier, so it's nothing to do when I delay it!"

Hong Zaimo shook his head and said, "This is a life attitude, and it has nothing to do with whether he is a soldier or not!" It seems that Hong Zaimo, who has recovered from the illness, is reluctant to give up on the "education" Long Hao, the furious son-in-law.

Long Hao was touched and whispered: "Uncle Hong, it seems that you have not officially joined my navy. You can give it a try. Don't you take it off and return it to me?"

Since the Dragon Scale Navy's uniform is purely handmade, and Zhongshan Soul has not yet officially settled in San Francisco, the output is extremely limited. Any naval general who has tried it can't let it go. Hong Zaimo also occasionally sees it and immediately inserts it.

After the old team, he made a set of things to wear on his body with thick skin!

After being pinched by Long Hao, Hong Zaimo's majestic face immediately collapsed. The father-in-law immediately took a step towards the carriage: "It's getting late, can't the son-in-law get it back?"

In the blink of an eye, Hong Zaimo got into the carriage, his speed was like a rabbit, as if he had learned the art of teleportation.

Long Hao smiled lightly, took Melissa and Hong Xiangling and boarded a carriage behind him. Yuan'er shouted crisply: "Start and go to Chinatown!"

San Francisco, Chinatown.

The political storm in the upper class of San Francisco in the past week has had a great impact on Chinatown. Under the "care" of Director Carfa Stevenson and Yiguan Municipal Officials, the Chinese, led by the Hong family, have plummeted and sent to China.

Products from other cities were blocked, and even local shops were visited by police, tax officials and commercial inspectors, so customers didn't dare to come!

Even the freighters at the port were deliberately censored, and the ocean-going trade volume of Chinese in San Francisco was astonishingly zero this week!

If this situation continues, within a month, several prominent families in Chinatown will face the crisis of bankruptcy!

However, this is not the most troublesome thing for the Hong family. What really makes the Hong family worried is that Mr. Hong's condition recurs and is about to return to heaven! However, the case committed by Mr. Hong's second son has not been successful for a long time.

Hong Zaiqian, who acted as the head of the family, sat in the hall, and the bird's nest in his mouth was like chewing wax. The body of the second father and son was found in the ruins of the police station. The relatives of the second house cried all day and night, which made him feel a headache.

What made Hong Zaiqian's hair go gray was that the original backer Morgan Consortium actually had a fire with Rothschild, and countless people died!

You two great gods fight, don’t affect the innocent!

Hong was extremely bitter in his mouth. If it weren't for the third brother's backer, Beth Rothschild, who died in a bad life, he would have planned to find an excuse to go outside San Francisco to avoid it.

The Hong family is now a crater, sitting on it. Who knows where it will be sprayed if it erupts?

But... I heard that the Rothschild family's candidate for replacement Bass had arrived in San Francisco. Hong was wondering if he should go to Mr. T.K to discuss it? Although he was looking for him three days ago, he refused to see him because he was busy with work... …

Hong Zaigan was sitting in the Grand Master's chair and was thinking about it all, but a servant hurried into the hall, staggered and fell into a rolling gourd.

"No, no, no, my eldest son, something is wrong!"

Hong Zai Gan Shenyou Taixu came back, and his heart suddenly jumped. When he saw that his confidant was panicking on the ground, he couldn't help but feel angry. He threw a good porcelain bowl over: "Dog kills me, what's the name of a ghost? ?”

The confidant's forehead was cracked by a porcelain bowl, and blood came out. The hot bird's nest was covered with his face, but he did not dare to dodge at all. Instead, he still shouted: "Young Master, there are many policemen outside the door! Yes, it was the last time that Foreigners are leading the team!"

Ah, it's Stevenson!

Hong is not as good as that confidant. He knows that Carl van Stevenson has reached the sky in one step and is now the acting director of the San Francisco Police Department! Such a large area in San Francisco has since been classified as Stevenson's one acre of three-point land. Now!

This guy is so powerful, how can he be negligent?

"Hurry, take me to greet you! By the way, go and tell the big grandma and let her bring out the prepared gold bars for me!"

Hong Zaigan hurriedly ran out, knowing that Stevenson Jr. was very disgusted with his own side. In recent days, most of the root cause of his melancholy was the police chief who would break into the door at some point! After all, The second brother's lawsuit has not yet been eliminated!

Death does not mean that sins are eliminated!

In the Hong family courtyard, Stevenson, a team of policemen, showed off his power in this yard that imitated the style of Jiangnan Linyuan. The Hong family around him were silent and looked frightened.

And those servants hid in the corner, as if they were ready to retreat at any time depending on the situation...

Stevenson Jr. snorted: "Who is the one here? Tell you that Hong Zaikun's case needs to be investigated again. Who are you Hong Zaikun's direct relatives? Please stand up and go back to the police station with me!"

Hong Zaikun and Hong Xizheng died miserably and were buried for only three days. His main house and several concubines were dressed in hemp and filial piety, and they were very easy to recognize among the crowd.

However, after Stevenson, the women wearing mourning clothes were frightened, and like sheep frightened by hungry wolves, they began to find a way to hide everywhere.

Investigation? Who doesn’t know that it’s easy to enter the official door, but it’s difficult to get out intact? It’s fine if you cry and wear mourning. We have to punish the dead ghost father and son? Oh, there’s no door!
Chapter completed!