338.Soul Pact (1st Update)
Tehran, missile base.
On the huge screen of the command room, two mushroom clouds were clearly reflected in the sky, and then everything was destroyed, even if the camera was more than ten kilometers away, this vibration fluctuation was felt, and the picture shook for several minutes.
"General Pahlavi ... Are you satisfied now?"
The person in charge of the missile base, who was already completely frightened when he saw this scene, dried his throat and asked in a trembling voice.
The consequences of dropping heavy missiles on his own territory, and in densely populated areas such as cities and towns, are so serious that he cannot afford to do so.
The entire command room was silent, and everyone was pale in the face, but His Excellency Pahlavi was calm, nodded and said: "Well, I am more satisfied, these two missiles were put in place, and two hidden dangers were solved for our country at once." ”
Needless to say, since he came out of the Wakhan Corridor, he was determined to bloody the Revolutionary Guards and make the Persian State full of anger.
And Lu Weilou, although he has always obeyed the official leadership of the Persian State and has not made much trouble, but his strength is there, he is one of the super powerhouses in the world, and his existence is like a thorn in the back, which is indeed a huge hidden danger for the ruling of a country.
'Two missiles to get rid of two super strong men, this is simply too cost-effective, and I believe that the president will also praise me. ’
Pahlavi felt a burst of joy in his heart, looking at the mushroom cloud on the screen, only to feel that a big mountain pressing on his heart had finally disappeared.
......
At this time, a kilometer away from the explosion site, the smoke was billowing and there were ruins everywhere, and Zhang Yang was standing on a small mound, watching the two mushroom clouds whistling in front of him.
Waves of air whistled by, blowing his clothes to hunt, but did not cause any substantial damage.
"Luckily, I was able to run fast... Otherwise, they will have to recuperate for another ten months. ”
Zhang Yang blew lightly.
When he was fighting against Lu Weilou just now, his divine thoughts had been in a state of expansion, just to guard against the black hand. Therefore, when the roar appeared, it was captured by the divine mind as soon as possible, and quickly stopped, turned around and ran.
By the time the two missiles fell to the surface, Zhang Yang had already run to a safe area a few kilometers away, and unless they were replaced with nuclear weapons, they would not be able to hurt him at all.
'Lu Weilou, Lu Weilou, I'm afraid you can't think of it, Your Excellency Pahlavi, whom you respect, still has this hand. ’
Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed lightly.
Then he turned his gaze and looked firmly to the west, which is in the direction of the capital Tehran, which is less than two hundred kilometers away in a straight line.
But before leaving, Zhang Yang suddenly frowned, turned his head to look at the smoke behind him, and stopped for a while.
'Pap' 'Pap'
With a burst of fragmented footsteps, a figure slowly walked out of the smoke cloud, charred black, still emitting smoke, the burn area reached more than 70%, the clothes and hair were not burned at all, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a person or a ghost.
"Is it okay, even this can survive?"
Zhang Yang held his chin and looked at the person in front of him with interest.
"Uh..."
The man struggled to make a sound, like the groans of a dying man.
It was the Grand Sect Leader of the Lunatic Cult, Lu Weilou.
Previously, a second before the explosion, he tried his best to cast the Mingzun Glazed Body, and then both bombs exploded in the town, one of which was less than two hundred meters away from him, so he was swallowed by the mushroom cloud in the first place.
Fortunately, it was far away from the center of the explosion, and the Mingzun glazed body was very strong, so Lu Weilou forcibly passed the baptism of the mushroom cloud, and escaped from the ascension in such a half-dead state.
Despite this, Lu Weilou's current state is already running out of oil, and even if he doesn't die now, he won't be able to last long.
Zhang Yang was originally not going to care about him, and just threw his sleeves and left, but suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at him, and said lightly: "I'll give you a chance to live, do you want it?"
Hearing this, Lu Weilou raised his gaze suddenly, looked at Zhang Yang with eyes that were almost squinted into a slit, and after a long time, he spoke:
"What's the condition, you say..."
"Your strength is good, I agree with it, so I'm going to sign an agreement with you to make you my little brother and run errands for me in the future, how about it?" Zhang Yang shrugged.
He was right, Lu Weilou's strength, he agreed very much in his heart, and it was indeed very rare to be able to cultivate martial arts to such a realm. Especially the last move, the Pure World Demon Breaking Attack, if it wasn't for Zhang Yang to display this magic array, it would be difficult to say how the battle would end.
It's really a pity that such a super strong person dies under a missile like this, it's better to stay as a subordinate, and maybe he can play some role in the future.
“... Good!"
For this request, Lu Weilou didn't think about it for long, and nodded directly in agreement.
Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction, then raised a finger and slid up in the air, impressively writing characters, with the void as the background, and quickly wrote a paper contract.
To be precise, this spell is called the Divine Soul Contract, which needs to be signed with a trace of the divine soul of both parties, and once it is breached, no matter how powerful the other party is, the divine soul will be directly crushed.
The contract written by Zhang Yang has harsh conditions, if it is signed, Lu Weilou will always be Zhang Yang's most loyal slave, unless he dies, he will not be able to turn over.
"Sect Master Zhang, as long as I sign an agreement with my divine soul, can you save me?" Lu Weilou asked slowly.
"Of course, if I can't save you, why should I go to so much trouble writing a contract?" Zhang Yang said angrily.
“... Okay, I'll sign. ”
Lu Weilou gritted his teeth and nodded, forced out a trace of his soul, entered the soul contract, and a small mark appeared. Immediately afterwards, the void divine soul contract turned into substance, forming a roll of paper and falling into Zhang Yang's hands.
"Well, you're a smart man. ”
Zhang Yang took the soul contract back into the Qiankun bag with satisfaction, and then took out a brown pill, glanced at it with some reluctance, and then threw it over, and said:
"This is the three-grade elixir, Huanglong Pill, the last family foundation on my body, hurry up and take it. ”
This was originally taken by Zhang Yang to break through the realm, but now he can only use it to renew Lu Weilou's life, although it is a pity, but it is still worth it, and in the future, with Lu Weilou such a dark list powerhouse as his subordinate, he will have one more hole card.
After all, no one can imagine that he is only the ninth on the dark list, but he can control the eighth place and become a loyal slave who serves him.
"You just sit here and recuperate, I'll go to Tehran and come back soon. ”
After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, flicked his sleeves, and strode west.
......
Tehran, inside the command room of the missile base.
It is the only missile base in Persia, where dozens of officers sit and the stars shine, including three lieutenant generals and one general. Almost half of the backbone of the entire Persian state is here.
"Don't be so alarmed, I've cleared the town ahead of time, and all of our residents have moved out... If the president orders it, I'll be responsible..."
Seeing that everyone was silent, His Excellency Pahlavi spoke leisurely.
But before he could finish speaking, a violent explosion suddenly came from outside the door of the conference room, followed by the sound of bullets firing.
Everyone's face turned pale, what happened?
"What's going on, please report it immediately!" several officers asked over the walkie-talkie.
"Whoa... Whew... Report to the sir, the base has been invaded, he, he's coming!"
The sound of electricity was stompy and intermittent, and there were all kinds of guns firing and screaming, as if there was a war.
At this time, the big screen in the conference hall switched, and the picture at the gate of the missile base appeared, and I saw a figure in black, with two hands on his shoulders, washing blood all the way, and there was already a river of blood behind him.
Seeing this scene, everyone's faces turned pale.
"Well, the immortal devil... He's coming!"
Everyone didn't expect Zhang Yang to come so quickly.
From the news of the picture, Lu Weilou failed, the missile was launched, and the town was blown up, and only an hour has passed now, and even the mushroom cloud has not dispersed.
However, in such a short period of time, Zhang Yang first signed a soul contract with Lu Weilou, and then spent 50 minutes crossing the city of Samran to the missile base in eastern Tehran, a full 200-kilometer journey.
There is only one company inside the missile base, which adds up to less than a hundred people, and in front of Zhang Yang, it is simply vulnerable.
The gunfire outside quickly subsided until it fell silent, and it seemed that there was no one alive in the entire missile base except outside this command room.
At this time, the screen screen switched to the corridor outside the door, and everyone clearly saw that there was a handsome young man in long clothes and black hair standing at the door, his appearance was exactly the same as in the photo, as if it was a work of art carved by the top art masters on earth.
But instead of pushing the door into the command room, he raised his gaze and took a deep look at the camera.
This indifferent look suffocated everyone.
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