Waiting for Jennifer and the others to leave, Zhang Yuan frowned. These guys are just the bottom characters of the killing team. They still have the pope. Although they can't hide it for a while, they will still be entangled in the soul sooner or later. For myself, I haven't gotten a deal with Brother Long and provoke more difficult guys. It's really a headache. It seems that I have to speed up the improvement of my abilities. Only by becoming a strong ability can I be invincible.
Then, Mi Wei walked in with a group of people.
They asked worriedly: "Who are these people?"
Zhang Yuan didn't say much, he couldn't figure out what to say to these ordinary people, and they couldn't help it.
"It's okay, I've sent you away for trouble." Zhang Yuan said briefly, and then said to Hua Xie: "Come on, I want to tell you a secret."
"Secret?" Hua Xie followed Zhang Yuan to the side of the reception room suspiciously, while the others also walked out.
Then, Zhang Yuan told Hua Xie about the conversation with Murong Xinluan. As for the children of Brother Long, Hua Xie was naturally very unbelieving. She insisted that she was Shen Zhenglong’s daughter. At the same time, she decided to go to France to organize the headquarters. Go to find out where Shen Zhenglong was detained.
"Okay, then you pay attention to safety, and contact me as soon as you have news. Don't act recklessly. I will go over and help you rescue Shen Zhenglong when I find the place."
"I see, it's not the first time I have performed such a task. I also want to see Liehu."
Zhang Yuan agreed with Hua Xie's idea. After all, he had a lot of dealings with Liehu, knowing that although this guy has a rough personality, but he has details in the rough, how else can he be one of the best agents in the organization? Zhang Yuan believes that as long as Hua Xie mentions something, he should figure out the joints and discover problems.
After talking with Hua Xie, the two walked out of the reception hall. Zhang Yuan and Mi Wei asked about the preparations for attacking the island of Ise. Mi Wei said that the preparations were basically ready, and he waited for the weapon to be in place and could set off at any time.
While discussing the details, suddenly Zhang Yuan received a call again, and it was from Fan Jiaojiao.
"Zhang Yuan! Husband! Zhang Yuan~!" When Fan Jiaojiao heard Zhang Yuan's voice, she yelled delicately, as if she had encountered something that excites her, "I...I..." Fan Jiaojiao The words hadn't been spoken yet, and he was a little choked.
Zhang Yuan was a little baffled. It seemed that Fan Jiaojiao had a happy event, but why would a lady like her cry so excitedly? Even if she wins the 5 million lottery ticket, she won't be so excited
"Calm down, be calm, control, and speak slowly."
"I learned to control intentionally."
Hearing what Fan Jiaojiao said, even Zhang Yuan couldn't calm down. This girl actually learned to control mind, which shows that Ruojing's cultivation method is correct, but why didn't she learn it
Fan Jiaojiao was so excited that she couldn't say anything on the phone. The Zhonghai Gang's affairs had basically ended, and Zhang Yuan hurried back to Songzhuyuan without stopping.
Back home, Fan Jiaojiao couldn't wait to greet her, followed by Liu Jing and Xiao Lu Yao. But at this time, Fan Jiaojiao was already depressed. It turned out that she couldn't control it anymore.
"Don't get excited, let's talk about how you controlled it before?" Zhang Yuan took her to the sofa.
"That's it. It was too late to chat with Liu Jing Luyao last night, so the three of us slept a little, until a little too long, Lu Yao got up first, but after she finished washing, she couldn't find it. Comb. Actually, the comb was what I used yesterday. It was placed on the table in the bedroom. I reached out and pointed out that Lu Yao, the benzene guy, hasn't noticed... "
Lu Yao interrupted and said: "It's not good, you didn't make it clear."
"Anyway, I can see it when I lie on the bed. You can't see it when you stand by the table. I can read it easily on my mobile phone: I was anxious, stretched out my hand and pointed a finger, and said no! Then I saw the comb hanging in the air.
"Well, I saw it too." Lu Yao said, "It flew like that, and it shocked me."
"Come on, look upstairs."
The table is about five meters away from the bed, and the wooden comb is nothing special. It's very light, and it doesn't feel much in your hand.
"Come on, try again." Zhang Yuan put the wooden comb on the table and motioned to Fan Jiaojiao to sit on the side of the bed again to control the wooden comb.
But what is strange is that when Fan Jiaojiao became impatient this time, Zhang Yuan quickly said: "Mind control is controlled by mind. First of all, the mind is free from distracting thoughts. How can you do with emotions like you? Just like before, you didn't even think about it. With the ability of intentional control, you unintentionally controlled the wooden comb. This time you still use your morning mentality to experiment and don't think about anything except the wooden comb."
Fan Jiaojiao listened to Zhang Yuan's words, lay back on the bed, and stared at the wooden comb on the table. Her mind was relaxed, her emotions calmed down, and her breathing slowly grew. Only the wooden comb was in her eyes. There is only the wooden comb in my heart, and everything around it seems to be ignored. This wooden comb is everything, the world.
The room was quiet, Zhang Yuan and Liu Jing Luyao didn't dare to get out of the air, staring at the ordinary wooden comb, expecting the magic to happen.
Not long after, Fan Jiaojiao felt that the time had come. It was an indescribable feeling. It was like the feeling of getting through the phone, and it seemed to be connected with the wooden comb at once.
Fan Jiaojiao opened her eyes and suddenly stretched out her jade fingers, and she reprimanded: "Get up!"
The magical phenomenon really happened. I saw the wooden comb obediently break away from the gravity of the earth, leave the tabletop, hung up, and flew into the air more than ten centimeters away from the tabletop. It was not so smoothly hung in the air, but Dangling from side to side, trembling slightly.
Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered something and reminded him: "Thank you!"
When Fan Jiaojiao heard this, she immediately pointed to her palm, as if she was holding something, and then she looked at the wooden comb, and it really didn't sway anymore.
Then Fan Jiaojiao had a new idea. She wanted to move the wooden comb in front of Zhang Yuan and follow the slow movement of her palm, only to see the wooden comb slowly moving.
But just after moving a little distance, Fan Jiaojiao suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. The air on her palm suddenly became heavier, and the more she moved, the more effort she made.
Finally, she didn't come in a single breath, and the strength in her hand vented, and at the same time the wooden comb fell from the air back to the tabletop, and fell on the tabletop with a snap.
"So tired." Fan Jiaojiao snorted. This time she really lay back on the bed. This little action just now turned out to be like doing a coolie. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which seemed to be controlled. It's still individual work.
This scene that only appears in science fiction movies surprised Liu Jing and Lu Yao, and envied them. They fell into the bed almost at the same time, begging Fan Jiaojiao to teach them too.
Fan Jiaojiao didn't hide it, she smiled and said, "Then you have to worship me as a teacher."
The two girls pretended to shout, "Master."
Fan Jiaojiao laughed happily, and then said solemnly, "Then tell me, why do you want to learn this skill?"
Lu Yao replied: "I can help my mother when I learn it. I can control the rag to fly and wipe the ceiling chandelier clean."
Sure enough, she was a filial little girl. Fan Jiaojiao asked Liu Jing again, "Where are you? My apprentice."
"I learned..." Liu Jing thought for a while and said: "At that time, I could go to the supermarket in front of the school and let all the delicious foods, Proboscis King, potato chips, Haojia, all fly to my house."
Lu Yao reminded: "There are chocolates."
"Yes, if you want to steal, steal Dove."
Listening to the three girls, Zhang Yuan was suddenly stunned, dare you to learn the supernatural ability to be a thief, steal some valuables, steal little food, your ideals are too great? If the goddess knows that his special ability is used by them to do this, he doesn't know if he will be angry.
When they had enough trouble, Zhang Yuan walked over and said to them sternly: "I think you must keep this power a secret. Even if your parents are close friends, don’t tell them. The power is only in the most dangerous situation. It can only be used at any time, otherwise it will bring us all the catastrophe."
Hearing what Zhang Yuan said, the three girls were dumbfounded and looked at Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan also said: "Maybe you don’t know that there is an organization in this world called the Killing Group. This is an organization led by the US government and attended by most countries in the world. The purpose of the Killing Group is also very clear. They want to implement it. It is a plan called extinction, and the object of extinction is all the supernatural beings in this world, regardless of good or evil, all extinct."
Fan Jiaojiao was a little surprised. She didn't expect that after spending so much effort to learn supernatural powers, she would eventually become the target of extinction by others, and it was supported by countries all over the world.
"Why is this?" she asked.
"Because the psychic affects the balance of the world, those who are officials are ordinary people, and they have a great fear of the powerful power of the psychic."
"Really?" Fan Jiaojiao still didn't believe it, but Zhang Yuan's expression didn't mean anything joking.
"I doubted it before, but today noon, just an hour ago, these killing team members went to Zhonghai Gang to find me. They have the ability to seal and have a powerful light of Christ. If I hadn't taken precautions in advance. Now I have been taken by them to the Vatican to die on the flight."
"Ah!" Fan Jiaojiao's happiness just swept away, and the two girls next to him who were clamoring about supernatural powers were also stupid. If it was what Zhang Yuan said, wouldn't it be a public enemy of the world? But I didn't do anything bad, is there any reason for this? Although the world is big, where can we hide
"What should I do then?" Fan Jiaojiao asked in a panic.
"There is only one way!" Zhang Yuan squeezed his fist and said firmly: "That is to enhance our capabilities, increase our financial resources, and expand our power. Only when we are strong enough can this world have our foothold and be able to serve all. The supernaturalists fight for a chance to survive!"